"I will compensate you, okay?" said the driver.

Is this the problem? Rania thought miserably.

She held the cold fish, pulled up her hood, curled up on the frame, looking like she was so sad that she was heartbroken, and she burped from time to time, and then spit out a bunch of bubbles from her mouth.

Because he didn't know that these fish could not only be seen by others but could not touch others except her, Rania had not restricted their range of movement before - she could not talk to the fish - so the curious yellow-tailed stinger fish swam into the woods and was caught by the driver.

Having said that, the driver probably has seen strong winds and waves, and he can turn a blind eye to her appearance on the road with a small tropical fish, as if raising fish in the air is not super natural at all, it is just a fresh science and technology...

The companion's body scared more than a dozen little fish to hide in her hair. When Rania spitted bubbles sadly, they poked their heads out from their hair, and more than a dozen pairs of dead fish eyes were staring at the driver.

“…”

Facing the glaring eyes of a group of fish, the driver retracted his gaze irritably, dropped her directly, opened the car door and got into the car. The body of the car swayed, and the truck was back on the road amid the roar of the engine.

The "volcanic eruption" lasts for five minutes. Before stopping, Rania could only spit bubbles here, worrying about how to calculate if the fish dies, while checking whether the accumulated vitality is enough to create a new fish.

She cut back to the game interface, and as soon as she entered, she saw a small blue-purple fish floating down from the screen, floating on the coral reef, and then she stopped moving.

...It looks very desolate.

As she approached Gotham, the snow became deeper and deeper. She raised her head and there was a small gas station on the roadside from a distance with lights on.

Should I use almost the same amount of charge for the truck myself?

Rania thought, knocked on the steel plate behind the front of the car and signaled the driver to stop.

It would be better to buy a bowl of instant noodles in this weather...

The scene of instant noodles in my mind was just outlined, and the truck braked suddenly, and the wheels and the road surface blew. Rania didn't react for a moment and buried her head in her hands holding the fish.

The driver poked his head out of the window: "What's going on this time?"

Due to the position problem, he could not see the other person's expression. He could only see the girl in the red cape put down her hand holding the fish, turned her head and was about to say something to him, when suddenly her palm trembled and the blue and purple fish moved.

Under the gaze of the two, the little fish slowly returned to the vertical position from horizontal, shaking away from her palm and swimming towards the sky.

Rania: "…"

Logan: “…”

The scene just now passed by his eyes quickly - the girl raised her head from her palm, and from an angle it seemed that she had just hit her head in her palm, and her lips happened to hit a dead fish.

Looking at the little Red Riding Hood in front of him, countless fairy tales flashed through Logan's head. He said hesitantly: "...a kiss of true love?"

Rania, who came back from her confusion, heard this and looked at the driver's expression "Oh, this is the kiss of true love". Her expression was a little distorted, and she felt a mouthful of blood choking in her throat.

Not me, I don't have it?

What is the illusion that you can get back to life by kissing???

In just a short moment, Rania also reacted and found a reasonable explanation in an instant - the volcanic eruption skill erupted vitality, and the fish was also created by vitality, so of course she could save the dead fish by spitting bubbles...

If it spreads, maybe she can try to spit bubbles to save people. [picsart] treat skin and flesh injuries [Deep Sea Aquarium] treat internal injuries?

However, saving a fish only requires a little vitality, saving people... She needs to vomit bubbles at the wounded for more than ten minutes?

...Raniya decided not to think about this for now.

She explained with a thorn in the air: "I think it shouldn't be, it's just that those bubbles just now... they are very useful."

The driver quickly recovered his calmness and withdrew his gaze lightly: "I'm so honest."

Rania pretended not to understand this sentence and explained to the driver that she wanted to buy some gasoline. Before she could finish her words, a hand with clear joints reached in front of her.

"Wait here." After taking the gasoline money, the driver ordered and turned around and walked towards the gas station.

The yellow-tailed stinger fish that came back to life was much more honest immediately, trembling around Rania, and did not dare to leave her one meter away.

The volcanic eruption has a few dozen seconds to end. Since she knew that her vitality could be used, Rania did not intend to waste it. She leaned on the heavy truck and played with the fish for a while, turned her head and vomited a few bubbles at the broken truck.

I hope it can be so magical that it turns old cars into new cars, so that it can save a lot of repairs... Stars.

In fact, Rania has discovered that although the garden is pitiful, if she can repair the garden without the stars after she arrives in Gotham, then she... will probably have to pay for the flower garden hedge. This money is definitely not a small number.

So to a certain extent, she earns money by buying stars...

Poverty makes people beat three times. Rania thought coldly.

Her palm pressed against the door of the heavy truck, and her knuckles habitually knocked on the door. After a while, she felt that the body of the car gradually began to heat up.

...Isn't it shut down? She thought in wonder.

The driver quickly walked over with two fingers carrying two buckets of gasoline, and grabbed a funnel with his other hand.

"Open the fuel tank cover."

Rania found the fuel tank cover at the position he pointed at. I don’t know if it hadn’t been refueling for too long. The fuel tank cover was extremely difficult to twist. It took her a lot of effort to unscrew it.

The driver carried the gasoline barrel and handed the funnel to Rania, signaling her to insert it into the fuel tank.

Rania beat a few times before inserting it in: "Will it be a little thin?"

As soon as she put down the funnel, the engine's vibration suddenly became larger.

"Just be able to plug in." The driver came forward with the oil barrel, "This little oil can only be filled with one layer. You can find a gas station in Gotham to fill the tank."

Before he finished speaking, the engine roared and the truck rushed out as if it was stimulated.

Rania: "...car! The engine is not shut down!"

Now is not the time to speak, the two of them rushed towards the truck that was jumping out. The driver took his long legs and accelerated and ran for a few steps. He grabbed the frame with both hands and tried to pull the out of control truck with human power.

The truck slowed down when he pulled it down, and Rania quickly rushed up three steps and two steps, jumping onto the truck.

Only an extremely heavy "bang" sound was heard, followed by two "puff" sounds.

“…”

The driver's pace of chasing the car involuntarily slowed down, and finally let go of his hand. The truck swayed and slid out for more than ten meters, stopped on the road, and the engine smoked.

After a while, Rania poked her head out to check the situation with a lucky mentality.

...It's a pity that reality broke her last fantasy.

She slid down from the car, looked at the rear tires that were crushed by herself, and was silent for a few seconds, and asked quietly: "Can you still drive this?"

"..." The driver looked at her with a complicated look.

On the road forty kilometers away from Gotham, the man and the girl stood shoulder to shoulder on the side of the road, looking at the broken truck in front of her, and there was nothing to say for a moment.

...

After all, they had been struggling all the way. Rania was embarrassed to throw the heavy truck that had been under her weight for so long on the road. She discussed with the driver. The two of them simply pushed one from the back and the other from the front, or drove themselves, and finally got to Gotham with great difficulty.

Rania no longer cares about what her image looks like in the driver's eyes... No need to guess, you know that the style must be very strange. In fact, they have all seen each other's abnormalities, but the two tacitly kept silent about it, barely maintaining the superficial peace.

Most of Gotham's cities are built in the sea, with natural good harbors, and are seen from the metropolis connected by a cross-sea bridge across the bay. The land part includes a large area of ​​forests and lakes. Since the last century, this land has been owned by the Wayne family.

Rania's manor is waiting for her arrival on the edge of the forest.

When Lania saw Austin wave to them at the door of the manor, she breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.

The neatly dressed Mr. Butler guided them to the garage entrance on the side of the garden. They worked together to push the heavy truck in, and felt relieved when they closed the garage door.

"I hope you like our garden, Rania." Austin brought them a cup of black tea.

The driver looked at the garage while drinking tea. Finally, he turned to look at the garden, not knowing what conclusions he came to.

Rania took a sip of the steaming black tea, her eyes wandering around, and gradually shed amazement and admiration in her eyes.

"Do you like our garden?" Austin asked.

Rania's eyes could not be retracted at all.

"I..." she murmured, "I really saw this for the first time."

She has seen these in the game. Lush clusters of hedges surrounded the walls, and the fences covered with ivy look like curtains embroidered with flowers. The pebble roads lead from the clear pool water to the faint green behind the wall.

But when she really saw this, she... suddenly felt that all this was true.

A dog barking sounded in the bushes, and Rania turned around and was thrown into her body by a caramel-colored shadow.

Milk Candy stuck out her tongue excitedly, licked her face a few times, then tilted her head in confusion at the little fish between Laniya's hair, shaking her tail like a propeller.

Sylvia slowly walked to her feet and circled her trouser legs a few times. Her big furry tail wrapped around her calves affectionately, and her long, soft hair on her back rubbed so that her trouser legs were covered with cat hair.

Rania looked at this and couldn't care about that. She put down the milk candy in fear, covered Sylvia's eyes, and drove all the fish beside her, feeling that the tragedy would happen soon if she didn't control it.

On the other side, Austin enthusiastically chatted with the driver: "Are you Lania's friend?"

"No." said the driver.

As he came back from the cart, his T-shirt was soaked with sweat, pressing tightly against his body, outlining the shape of his strong muscles, and his fluffy brown hair was wet and stuck to his skin softly.

Rania finally comforted her cat and dog, but turned around and saw the driver put down the teacup and ready to leave, and hurriedly called him: "Wait."

She trotted into the garage and carried out the driver's leather jacket that he had just taken off.

When handing over, Rania hesitated and asked, "Would you like to stay and have dinner with us?"

The driver's attitude was as cold as ever: "Is this an extra request you said before?"

Rania thought for a while: "No."
To be continued...