Tree King: What? I've become the Abundant Pharmacist?

Chapter 368 King of the Trash Can

"You can do whatever you want?" Xing's eyes lit up immediately.

"Yes! Little Grey Hair~ It seems you've gotten the hang of it. You've had those kinds of dreams where you feel unsatisfied after waking up, right?"

"A dream that leaves you wanting more..." Liu Ying's face turned slightly red.

"It seems Miss Liuying is eager to try. Don't rush, don't rush. As a demonstration, let's experience it through my dream first." A mischievous smile appeared on Hanabi's lips.

Eve sighed helplessly.

Through the fireworks, she saw her inner thoughts once again.

It seems that the little devil hasn't given up after all.

However, this time they don't seem to have any bad intentions, so let's observe first.

Dr. Edward said, "I believe you have prepared the materials. Please hand them to me."

"【The Moment of Betrayal】, 【The Clouds of Doubt】, 【Unwavering Hatred】, 【Shattered Dreams】, 【A Moment of Freedom】, right?" Hanabi took out all the materials.

Dr. Edwards was completely engrossed in all of this material.

"Thank you for your donation—reading complete! Adjusting your memory quality and generating a dream bubble..."

"Generation complete! Please close your eyes and place your forehead on the dream bubble."

"Come on, darling—I wish you a happy time." Hanabi's lips curled up slightly, and her eyes rekindled with the hope of having fun.

A flash of white light, and my consciousness was plunged into darkness, as if I were sinking to the bottom of the water.

"Ugh... Where am I?" Firefly struggled desperately.

When she opened her eyes, she found the surroundings to be very dark, the streets unfamiliar, the architectural style she had never seen before, and everything she didn't recognize.

Hoshino opened her eyes. "This is... the clinic in the lower district of Belleburg? Why is it so empty?"

"It seems we're already in a dream."

"Is it that little brat's dream?" Eve looked around.

This place is a very accurate recreation of the Belberg environment, but Xiaohuahuo has never been to Belberg; this must be something she imagined after hearing Sambo's description.

"Do you know this place?" Firefly asked, a little scared, and hid behind Star.

“It’s a planet I’ve visited before,” Xing explained.

She shouted at the sky, "Hey, where are you? Where did you go?"

Hanabi's cheerful laughter rang out, "It's a surprise, we'll reveal it later. But you must understand—anything is possible in dreams~"

"Don't rush, let's get used to the feeling of a dream within a dream first~"

The sound of fireworks faded away, and Xing scratched his head.

She was already familiar with the concept of a dream within a dream.

"There seems to be something there," Firefly pointed to the table.

There appears to be a white note on it.

"Um...this plot is so familiar..."

Xing looked at the note, her gaze turning disdainful.

She walked over, picked up the note, and glanced at it.

Become the king of trash, even if the trash bags are already torn to shreds.

"Such familiar advice..."

"What do you mean by that?" Xing asked again.

"It's perfectly normal for people to see anything in their dreams~"

"Don't worry about the details—if you ask me, you should go out and see the world, but be careful not to get scared!"

“Outside…” Xing looked towards the clinic’s door.

With a "bang," the door opened.

"That's so thoughtful."

Xing walked straight over.

"Star..." Firefly called out and immediately chased after it.

“Hmm, it does look like it’s having some fun.” Eve nodded slightly.

This dream does seem quite interesting.

As soon as they stepped outside, they saw a group of trash cans clustered together at the entrance... no, they were trash cans with legs.

For a moment, everyone fell silent.

This has to be funny, but it doesn't have to be this kind of funny...

Suddenly, Xing screamed, "I knew it! He was telling the truth!!"

She remembered someone telling her about the King's bucket.

I thought it was a joke at the time, but it turned out to be true! Trash cans with legs really have appeared!!

Eve, standing to the side, helplessly covered her face; she knew this would happen.

"What's wrong with her?" Liu Ying asked cautiously.

“You’ll get used to it…” Eve sighed.

Just then, a trash can walked up to Xing.

"You've finally arrived..."

"A pleasure to meet you, one who dwells deep within dreams..."

“My name is Satana—I would like to make a deal with you.”

Xing scratched his head. "Hiss...this line sounds so familiar...wait, Satana? What's your relationship with Natasha?"

"Natasha...who is she? We must have never met before," the trash can asked疑惑地.

"That's right..." For a moment, Xing didn't know how to explain.

"Let's get back to the main topic—have you... heard of 'King of Garbage,' Tartarov?"

"The king of trash cans... could it be the king's next trash can?" Xing's eyes lit up.

Satana continued, “He is our King, and the shepherd of all the rubbish in the world. He stands on the throne, upholding the barrel of humility and suppressing the barrel of violence; He is the foundation of Beloberg, stabilizing the lid of our barrel and straightening the body of our barrel…”

"However, when the extraterrestrial beings descended upon this land with the cold tide, his eyes were blinded—he no longer listened to the cries, allowing the barrel of poverty to be bullied and the barrel of loyalty to be needlessly disgraced..."

"We, unable to bear this humiliation, vow to raise the banner of heavenly fire and bring the King of Trash to justice. But we are no match for that evil king... He spreads vicious rumors, sowing discord among the trash cans, causing the hearts of the trash bags to no longer resonate with each other..."

"Heavenly Fire?" Xing accurately grasped the key word.

“That’s right, Heavenly Fire is descending. I beg you to restore peace to the garbage bags here and reconnect all the bins—in this way, we can launch a counterattack against that false king and punish him with Heavenly Fire.”

"Okay, this is so hard to understand..." Liu Ying was a little intimidated, as the words were very obscure and difficult to comprehend.

"Yes, I understand." Xing nodded solemnly. "You mean, you want me to unite you?"

"Did you understand?" Liu Ying asked, somewhat bewildered.

“Don’t be alarmed. In some ways, she does have superhuman strength.” Eve nodded confidently.

“Then, the contract is established.” The trash can, Satana, turned around, and a pattern slowly appeared on her clean white body, which was stained with a little dirt.

It is a medal.

“What should I do?” Xing asked Shatana.

"See this medal? It's the 'Proof of Trust.' You only need to do one thing—help the trash cans get rid of their annoyances and earn three 'Proofs of Trust.'"

"In this way, you will become the new king and lead us in our struggle against the false king."

"Go, you who are deep in dreams... Your mission is calling you."

"This is one small step for you, one giant leap for the trash can."

Hearing the trash can's words, Eve felt a strange sense of familiarity.

Why does this feel like a daily commission?

"As expected, it's just collecting things again." Xing was already used to it.

"Well, since we need to collect three, why don't we split up? That would be faster," Firefly suggested.

"it is good."

"can."

Both Star and Eve nodded.

The three of them immediately split up and began to act.

Xing arrived in front of a group of trash cans that were lined up.

"Strange, what are they doing?" Xing walked over with a puzzled look in her eyes.

"What are you doing?" she asked the buckets at the front of the line.

The silver trash can turned around and said, "We've had enough of Tatarov's torment! We must take back what's ours from his treasury. Tatarov is greedy and violent; he's robbed us of the resources we depend on for our livelihood. We must open this door."

"Open this door?"

Xing looked at the large iron gate in front of them and immediately made a judgment in his mind.

Then, a baseball bat appeared in her hand.

With a loud bang, the baseball bat slammed heavily against the iron gate.

"Huh? That's strange?"

Despite being a full-force attack, and a sneak attack at that, the iron gate remained completely intact, without even a dent.

Xing immediately replaced his baseball bat with a flame gun and charged forward with a Heavenly Fire Punishment, but the iron gate remained intact.

"Strange? Could it be a voice-activated door?"

Xing seemed to have thought of something, and opened his arms wide, shouting, "Open Sesame!"

But the iron gate did not react at all.

"Voice-activated doors aren't..."

Xing fell into deep thought, pacing back and forth in front of the iron gate.

With a "bang," the iron gate opened.

"Ok?"

Xing was a little confused because the door opened before she had done anything.

"No, it must be an automatic door... But why can't I open the trash can? Oh right, they're not people!"

"Wait, I don't think I am either..." Xing fell into deep thought once again.

But the trash can door ignored Xing's doubts and instead shouted loudly:

"The gates have opened... The rumors are true, you are destined to defeat Tatarov, the savior! The God of Trash has sent you to distribute the tyrant's treasures to us!"

"Ah, I have never felt so exhilarated! When you raise the flag of rebellion against Tatalov, I and the other oppressed will follow you!"

The trash cans excitedly squeezed into the "treasure trove," tearing open bag after bag of garbage and dumping it all into their own cans.

"Um...the stuff in the treasure vault is just trash?"

"Yes, it is indeed a very important thing." Xing nodded seriously.

Just then, a bronze-colored trash can walked up to her and handed Xing a medal.

How did you know I wanted this?

"I don't know, it was arranged by Director Hua." After saying that, the trash can turned around and jumped back into the sea of ​​trash.

Xing looked at the certificate in her hand, feeling somewhat bewildered.

On the other side, Firefly stood in front of three trash cans arguing back and forth, looking somewhat troubled.

"Stranger, there is a dispute here awaiting your fair judgment."

"This is the legendary golden trash, a symbol of power and status. Only the most qualified barrels can possess it."

“We all felt like we were the bucket, so we kept arguing.”

"So we decided to let a discerning and impartial bystander judge and decide the ownership of the gold junk, thus putting an end to the long-standing dispute."

"If you give me gold trash, I will promise you endless wealth, enough to fill the largest bucket."

"If you give me gold trash, I promise you infinite wisdom, which surpasses any overflowing bag of rubbish."

"If you give me golden trash, I promise you the most beautiful trash can in the world—that is, me—to stand with you and face the wind and rain together."

"So... what will you choose?" the three trash cans asked in unison, their tone somewhat coercive.

"this......"

Liu Ying looked at the bag of gold junk and was immediately stumped.

The allocation problem is always the most difficult to solve.

Then, she had an idea.

"Well, since it's trash, why not just burn it? Incineration is the final destination for trash."

As soon as she finished speaking, a green flame shot up from Liu Ying's hand, instantly burning the bag of gold trash to ashes.

Difficult to distinguish? Then don't distinguish them!

If you burn them all, there's no need to divide them.

The three trash cans suddenly realized: "The problem that has been bothering us for so long has been solved just like that..."

The wise bin: "That makes sense. The final destination for garbage should be incineration!"

Beautiful Bucket: "So who is the most qualified bucket... no, that doesn't matter anymore."

The solemn bucket said, "This stranger must be trying to make us understand how ridiculous the current conflict is... You have proven yourself through your actions. This item symbolizes our loyalty and aspirations; we hope you will accept it!"

The trash cans handed a medal to the firefly.

"So... my mission is complete, right?" Liu Ying gripped the medal tightly and breathed a sigh of relief.

On the other side, Eve stood in front of a large dumpster.

Inside the bottomless trash can was a strange trash bag, which seemed to have a "seal" on it—several fish bones firmly wedged the opening.

"Isn't this someone else's kitchen waste?" Eve couldn't help but ask.

With a snap of his fingers, the fish bones on top instantly sprang open.

*Snap!* With a loud bang, a wisp of smoke slowly rose from the bag, twisting into a ball in the air and gradually transforming into a giant… trash can.

The trash can stood before Eve, arrogantly declaring, "Finally—I'm free! I am 'Trash Tear,' an utterly evil can. Tartarov defeated me with despicable means, sealing me inside this deep garbage bag."

"For the first five hundred years, I swore that if a bucket came to my rescue, I would give it endless wealth. For the next five hundred years, I swore that if a bucket came to my rescue, I would give it endless rubbish."

"But ten thousand years passed—a full twenty five hundred years—and no bucket came to save me! So I swore that if a bucket came to save me, I would grant him a painless death."

"Since you've come, you're destined to die. Tell me your name, and I, Lala, will spare no one..."

Before the trash can could finish speaking, a snap of fingers suddenly rang out.

With a "snap," its body began to disappear rapidly.

"Wait, how could I... This is impossible..."

"What do you mean, 'a roadside'?"

Eve picked up the rags and disappeared, leaving behind a medal.

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