84 Smallville/Gotham: Chocolate Cake
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When the farmer opened his eyes, it was exactly six o'clock in the morning*.
Last night, when she was sleeping in the dark, the system prompted her that she had given birth to a baby cow in the shed. The farmer was overjoyed and simply named the baby cow Su Su in her dream, thinking of celebrating it tomorrow.
However, reality didn't leave her much time to celebrate the birth of her new life. Having fainted outside the previous night, the farmer woke up this morning with only a pitiful 50% energy bar. She greeted the cats, cooked their meals, rummaged through the boxes for some white algae, turned on the TV to watch "Sauce Queen" and a fortune-telling channel, and then Aria began working on the farm for the day.
The air in Smallville was crisp and clear today. The rising sun had not yet evaporated the dew, and the temperature was just right when it touched the body. It was a good day that even a corpse would feel comfortable.
The green hops that have been sprayed with growth hormones and carry the hopes of the farmer's entire family have already climbed all over the racks. It is expected that the harvest rhythm of "one harvest a day" will begin tomorrow. Other summer crops are not to be outdone and are growing up according to their own growth schedules. Compared with the thrilling days in Zuzu City, the farmer who has been persecuted by the scheming city people has finally found a trace of peace in her lovely farm.
The farmer's construction project kicked off today, starting with Aunt Susan's carpentry workshop. She's placing several orders, from expanding the barn to building a chicken coop. She also needs to order new animals from other ranches. While the livestock business is slow to get off to a slow start, the collector will definitely insist on getting a good deal on everything.
Hearing the familiar footsteps, Libao started to hum and act coquettishly in the stable. Only after Aria opened the door and stuffed a carrot into it did the beautiful dog calm down and rub its black, shiny, satin-like neck against her.
"My sweet little pony," the farmer rubbed its neck skillfully, causing Libao to snort cheerfully. Although Libao probably didn't understand, the farmer couldn't help but praise it profusely: "Baby, even though we can't outrun the Batmobile, we're environmentally friendly! You're so cute and you even respond to me. Do you think Batman would respond if he called his car? It's completely cold and unfeeling." After saying that, she patted Libao's head with satisfaction, thinking that the only shortcoming of her pony was that it couldn't be ridden to Zuzu City yet, otherwise she would really like to show off to every friend she knew in Zuzu City.
After pasting the pony, Aria was in a good mood. She first rode it around the farm to make sure everything was lively, and then went straight to Aunt Susan's carpenter shop.
Aunt Susan immediately came over to greet the farmer with a smile. The new order seemed to have turbocharged her. She wrote the order rapidly and couldn't help but tease Aria, "I bought something from your farm the other day. The quality is amazing! I bet you'll be able to make back the construction costs pretty quickly, right?"
The farmer, who currently has to rely on completing tasks to earn money to subsidize the construction of the farm, looked away with a guilty conscience: "Well... it should be soon." She spoke vaguely, but her mind was calculating quickly - by the time the hops are ripe and put into the brewing kegs tomorrow, her preliminary farm framework should be built.
"That's great news!" Aunt Susan happily handed the order to the farmer. "Originally, carpentry was just a hobby for me, but thanks to you, my small business is about to become a big one!"
Susan winked mischievously and continued in a low voice, "I heard the grocer is selling your crops to other towns, and some people who have bought from them are asking where the good stuff comes from."
Susan nodded repeatedly. "Maybe a reporter will come to interview you soon." Although the town didn't have its own newspaper, the neighboring city did. There wasn't much news to dig up in such a small place, and Susan was confident that the farmer and her farm would soon become Smallville's signature.
The farmer smiled and didn't seem to take it too seriously: "Then I have to hurry and build the farm."
After thanking Aunt Susan for her blessing, Aria rode her horse to Martha's house.
With Martha, she once again demonstrated her hard-core strength as a farmer: as soon as her feet touched the ground, she started working, and all the farm work was as easy as cheating in her hands.
Finally, with Martha's praise and continuous feeding, the farmer left in a leisurely manner with his non-existent tail wagging and his energy bar almost filled up by food.
We farmers are so simple and helpful!
Back at the cabin, Aria dons a special outfit that will make the mayor scream - local customs shape local people, and now she's heading into the city!
…
Although yesterday's turmoil had a certain impact on the administrative system, just like other dangerous situations the city has encountered over the years, these things did not stop this ancient and decadent city from continuing to move its aging limbs forward - as long as people are not dead, they cannot escape working for a single day.
Lewis should have been enjoying his workday, but the simple farmer suddenly appeared behind him and grabbed his hand as he was about to close the office door. "...Mayor."
Once the door was locked by Aria, it could no longer be moved. She stared at him like a hyena. If she showed any more greed, Lewis would really suspect that the farmer had gone somewhere and contracted the zombie virus: "...bad morning...I came here to pick up my lottery ticket..."
At this point, the farmer took a deep breath of air—Lewis felt that she was more like swallowing saliva, and said resentfully: "Why do other vigilantes have it, but I don't..." She suddenly wanted to cry: "Is it because I'm not a native of Zuzu City... Mayor Lewis, don't forget your roots..."
Lewis poked his head out and glanced at the empty corridor, feeling fortunate that his reputation had not suffered a serious blow today: “Come in and talk!”
…
A minute later, Aria finally got the lottery ticket she had been longing for. Although the way she got out was a bit embarrassing - she was kicked out by Mayor Lewis, but being able to achieve her goal was a victory.
The farmer sat on the porch carpet, and sure enough, the Junimos appeared, just as she had expected. She had observed them for a long time, and she knew they were just as eager to watch the fun as humans.
"Am I awesome?" Aria raised her chin and nodded at the little green apple. Junimo raised his little hands like tree branches and jumped left and right, looking very happy indeed.
"hey-hey."
In fact, there is a backup plan. As a farmer who is well versed in human nature, she of course brought purple shorts - although she is a little worried that Lewis will eventually become desensitized to this trick, but she will still use it while she can.
"Oh, I almost forgot about the important matter." Aria slapped her head and spread her hands to Junimo: "I have enough money with me today. Let's repair the bus to the desert first." She was also a little curious about how Junimo would accomplish this sacrifice - after all, she had never heard of a desert nearby when she was in Smallville.
The little green apple jumped onto her hand and took away 42,500 gold from her savings of tens of thousands. Her wallet, which had just become rich, soon deflated like a punctured balloon.
But the farmer felt good about it - she also got a good sacrifice reward: chocolate cake can be given to others, lightning rods are just what she needs to make batteries in the summer, and the gem replicator is even better - as long as you put the treasure into it, it will replicate infinitely. The only drawback is that the replication time is a bit long.
Maybe I could give Selina some diamonds every day, Aria thought, and touched hands with Junimo. "Okay, little one, I have other things to do later. You and your friends should take care of each other... How about I bring you raisins next time we meet?"
After hearing the name of Raisin Green Apple, Doudou's little eyes looked much more energetic, but it still squeezed Aria's hand and motioned her to follow it.
Since no one else could see it anyway, the farmer simply put the Junimo on his head and ran around the town hall under its command. Finally, he found what Green Apple wanted to show her in an inconspicuous corner of the stairs.
——Special mission section.
It turns out that Mayor Lewis followed the advice and built such a thing in Zuzu City... It's just that the location is a bit too remote. Apart from the farmers wandering around, probably no one would wander here.
Looking at the blank board with no tasks yet posted, Aria touched hands with the Junimo's little branch. "So this is Mayor Lewis's love for me?"
Mayor Lewis, you'll succeed in everything you do with this silent love, but can you please stop having this secret affair with Marnie? Now is the age to love bravely!
…
The farmer returned to the dark and cold sewer as if she had returned to her kingdom, but this time she did not come for the crab pot, but for the secret note, or you could call it an IOU.
[Today, I borrowed a pearl necklace from Martha Wayne to preserve the invisible memories and lost vows.
This necklace must be returned at the right time, or it will become an echo deep underground.
Borrower: Sewer
Date: September 10:48 PM]
Aria reread the secret note, confused by the time and the borrower. What was the right time? Same time, same place in September? How could she get the pearl necklace back? Did she really need to talk to the sewer?
Standing in the sewer at the bottom of Crime Alley, the farmer cleared his throat and said, "Hey, why don't you return the things you borrowed from others?"
The only answer was his own echo, which echoed in circles in the sewer.
“…” She must have had a problem with her brain to do this, luckily no one saw it.
However, things did not go as planned. Just as the farmer was rejoicing, a few bubbles suddenly appeared on the calm surface of the sewer water - it was not Killer Croc. She clearly remembered that he was still receiving treatment in Arkham, and his atavism gene was becoming increasingly unstable.
It was Robin, or the Damian that Aria knew, who emerged from the water with a full set of underwater equipment and came face to face with the farmer, catching him off guard.
Robin: “…” It looked like he turned around and wanted to swim away.
"Hey, hey, hey," Aria became interested. She smiled and half-knelt down, not at all aware that she looked suspicious. "Robin, if we meet, let's chat for a while."
In the sewer, the farmer unknowingly took out a chocolate cake and said, "How about I give you a nice and soft cake?"
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*If it can be sung, it’s definitely not the author’s fault, huh?
Some angels said that Aria is a farm wood, which makes sense, but there is also a reason why the farmer will not act rashly if the favorability is not high enough (eyes shifted). After all, it is very rude to do so in Pelican Town. Our simple farmers are like this.
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