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How to safely reach the sky island that is so far away from them is a problem.

If only there was Superman here.

Lin He couldn't help thinking.

"Have you got any ideas?" Damian asked, "And you haven't told me what you're looking for with paintbrushes."

She will answer this question!

Then Lin He told Damian about the process of her coming here - what she said was the version of the protagonist of the game.

That is to say, I found that the painting was glowing, and I came here after touching it curiously.

Damian stared at Lin He with strange eyes for a while, and then said, "Wouldn't you ask Grayson to take a look at the painting when it glows? You touched such a strange thing so easily?"

The tone was gritted, and Lin He even heard a hint of hatred for iron but not steel?

No, it must be an illusion.

Lin He laughed and changed the subject: "Damian, let's think about how to get out of here first, and talk about other issues later."

The two people who barely reached an agreement turned their heads and continued to search in the game room, but Lin He was only looking for paintbrushes, and Damian, who was dubious about Lin He's statement, was looking for a way to leave and find a paintbrush along the way.

While searching, Damian taunted: "So what if you get the paintbrush, do you want to draw stairs? Or draw a taxi..."

"Di—!" A loud whistle interrupted Damian's unfinished words, and then a cheerful voice sounded from the door, "Hey, did someone say taxi just now?"

Lin He: "..."

Damian: "..."

The game disc in Lin He's hand was almost frightened away.

The whistle sound was loud and sudden just now, but now Lin He's mind is still blank.

And Damian has recovered, he turned his head to look at the door——

A cartoon yellow car is parked at the door—no, maybe it should be said to be suspended at the door.

The most peculiar thing is that this little yellow car has eyes and a mouth.

Lin He couldn't help but stare at the place where the other party's writing headlights read as eyes for a while, and then asked: "Hello, may I ask who you are?"

"Taxi, I'm taxi~" The little yellow car rolled happily, and then approached the door again, the tail sound rose briskly, "Taxi is me, I am taxi~"

Damian took a few steps closer, but still kept a certain distance. He frowned and said, "Are you a taxi? Can you take us somewhere else?"

"Of course, that's my duty!" Little Yellow Che replied.

"Do I need to pay the fare?" Lin He also asked.

"Fare?" The little yellow car raised the front wheel with some doubts, and even flashed the taillight, "What is that?"

Great, it's free.

Lin He's eyes lit up, and he immediately put down the game disc in his hand, ran to Damian's side and poked him, and asked in a low voice, "How about letting him take us up?"

Damian, who was poked, didn't move. He continued to ask: "You help us, what price do we have to pay?"

"The price...?" Little Yellow Che suddenly realized, "There is something for this!"

"You want to chat with me on the way to send you off!" Little Yellow Che said cheerfully.

Lin He, who was neglected, folded her arms and looked at Damian and Xiao Huang Che asking and answering. She now felt that Damian and Xiao Huang Che were not on the same channel, or even in the same style of painting.

If both of them are the protagonists of comics, Damian must be a hot-blooded boy comic or something, and the little yellow car is probably a children's painting?

……

……

After fully figuring out the details of the little yellow car, Damian finally agreed to take a ride.

But as soon as he got in the car, Damian leaned on the back seat and closed his eyes to rest, so the heavy responsibility of chatting was handed over to Lin He.

The journey from their safehouse to Skye was neither too short nor too long.

But after getting off the car, Lin He felt his mouth was dry.

Why, why is that little yellow car so talkative!It's so talkative! !

She didn't want to hear the topic of how many times the little yellow car exhausted today! !

But the good news is that after arriving at Sky Island, Lin He finally became a little familiar with the scenery here.

This is a graffiti street - all the residents are creatures created by children's graffiti.

This means that the creatures here are all very...simple.

Lin He just saw three stick figures running over.

How should I put it, it suddenly felt a little subtle.

I think she was a scumbag who drew stick figures every day when she was a child.

"I believe you now," Damian said after raising his leg to avoid the stick figure chicken that almost hit him, and glanced at the whole street, "This is indeed the world in the painting."

Lin He:?

Wait, so Damian you didn't trust what she said before? ?

Before Lin He looked at Damian with condemning eyes, Damian took the lead and walked along the path. After walking a few steps, he still turned his head and said, "Helea, don't fall behind."

Helpless, Lin He took a few steps to catch up with Damian, and then couldn't help but glance at the other party who still had a serious expression.

A kid like Damian would love this kind of place, right?But you can't tell from the expression.

It is worthy of being one of the targets of family affection strategy, it is really difficult to deal with.

If it were someone who existed in reality, she might have shied away a long time ago... After all, in the game, being arrogant and arrogant is cute, but in reality it is thunderous.

"What are you thinking?" Damian who was walking beside asked suddenly.

Lin He, the running god, replied subconsciously: "I was thinking..."

Before he could say anything, Lin He reacted abruptly.

She hurriedly stopped what was left to say, and casually picked up a topic: "I was just thinking that it will be dark soon, where are we going now?"

"How did we get out of here?" Damian said sharply, "You should know, right?"

"I really don't know about this." Lin He looked helpless.

There is no hint at all for this adventure mission... Could it be that she needs to find inspiration to pass the level?

But this condition is too far-fetched.

"Boom—" A long bell suddenly sounded from a distance, and it rang three times in a row before stopping.

The graffiti creatures on the street were silent for a moment when they heard the bell, and there was no commotion on the street until the three bells were ringing.

"It's getting dark! It's getting dark!" screamed a Rabbit in a top hat. "Three bells and he's coming!"

The top hat rabbit's words were like a drop of oil dripping into a hot pan, and the whole street became noisy as if it had been fried.

"Go home and close the windows!"

"He's here again!"

These painting creatures crowded over in a clamorous huddle, almost washing Lin He and the others away.

Lin He quickly caught Damian with his sharp eyes, and took Damian to hide in a corner.

In fact, after hearing such an inexplicable conversation, Lin He finally remembered which level it was.

This shit is a boss level!This is the final ending of the mini-game!It is the final boss that the protagonist has to face after growing up after going through all kinds of hardships!

Lin He really wanted to hug Damian and jump off the sky island to finish it off. Anyway, if he died here, it would just be a failure of the adventure mission.

Without a paintbrush and the excellent teammates accumulated by the protagonist, the painter, how would she take Damian to fight the boss?

"Damian, I can answer your question now." Lin He sighed, "We need to defeat an enemy before we can leave here."

"But... this enemy may be that big." Lin He said tactfully.

As if confirming her words, just as Lin He finished speaking, there was a loud noise outside.

The street was already empty, Lin He and Damian came out from the corner, and then the two looked up with difficulty.

An extremely tall black unknown monster was approaching them with its mouth wide open and roaring.

Damian: "...a little big?"

Lin He: "I'm sorry, it's very big."

At this time, the two of them could finally see the appearance of the monster clearly.

It is a strange creature composed of irregular black lines.

Lin He knew what this monster was.

At that time, there was an introduction to the monster in the game. This monster was a discarded manuscript that was painted into a black ball after the children drew something wrong.

Since it is a discarded manuscript, this monster is not a living being. It has no intelligence at all, and it will only infect other normal paintings into black miscellaneous lines.

However, after defeating it, other infected works will return to normal.

Damian didn't loosen his brows when he listened to Lin He's explanation. He looked up at the approaching monster, and ran back decisively pulling Lin He's wrist.

He has no equipment and is carrying an oil bottle, and his chances of winning against such a big monster are very low.And according to Lin He, he couldn't even touch that monster, otherwise he would be assimilated into miscellaneous lines.

But if they can find the paintbrush in Lin He's mouth, they may still have a chance.

Damian, who was thinking fast, called out tentatively: "Taxi?"

No car responded.

But it's normal, after all, it's unlikely that the little yellow car will come to meddle in this situation.

Damian took Lin He back and forth to avoid the monster who had noticed them, but the monster was too big, and he could keep up with the two of them by more than ten steps in one step.

"Damn." Damian cursed secretly, and then he stopped altogether.

Panting heavily, Lin He put his hands on his knees and said with difficulty: "Damian? In fact, we will not die at all. If we die here, we will only be ejected from the world in the painting..."

"Shut up, Helea." Damian didn't want to take this statement seriously at this time.

After all, who knows if they can go back.

If you can live, of course you have to live well.

Well, of course, it would be even better if the monster could be chopped up.

But according to the current situation, Damian knew that the two of them could not run away together.

"Helea." Damian turned his head and called Lin He.

"What, what?" Lin He was a little dazed when the explanation was interrupted.

"Your physical strength is really poor." Damian snorted coldly, "If you can go out, I must supervise you to run around the manor twice a day."

The corner of Lin He's mouth twitched: "Hey! Is it time to say this?"

"Of course not, so... now, Helea, run."

"what?"

"I said—" At this moment, Damian's green eyes seemed to be burning with flames, and he repeated calmly, "Now, run."

"Go find the paintbrush in your mouth."

"And I—I'll lure it away."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

So after returning to Gotham, Lin He was given the job of slipping aces every morning.

Lin He:? ?