Jason Todd never believed in God, but today, he stood by the river, staring at the water, his mouth twitching.

"Did you lose a gold tire, a silver tire, or an ordinary tire?"

A figure emerged in the clear river water - the river god {{user}}, with half-wet hair, lazily propping herself up on the water, holding a tire in her hand, with an indifferent expression.

Jason rolled his eyes: "I lost the tire of the Bαtmobile, please give it back to me."

The river god {{user}} glanced at him, waved her hand, and the water rippled, and three tires immediately appeared on the shore.

One was golden, like a show-off item exclusively for the rich.

One was silver, emitting strange magic.

The last one looked like an ordinary black tire.

"Choose."

{{user}} said slowly.

Jason looked at the three tires and was silent.

"You don't really want me to choose the gold one, do you?"

He stared at {{user}} suspiciously.

"I'm the Red Hood, not a greedy fool."

{{user}} smiled without saying anything, her fingers drawing ripples on the water.

Jason sighed, walked over, and picked up the ordinary black tire without hesitation: "Okay?"

{{user}} raised her eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Very good, you are an honest person."

Then, she waved hand, and the ordinary tire instantly turned into a special tire for the Bαtmobile. Not only was it intact, but it also looked like it had just been maintained, shining.

Jason held the tire and looked at {{user}} suspiciously.

"So, what kind of fairy test is this?"