Chapter 590: Banana Evil, Not the Way (18)

"Xiao Budian, if you think that way—if their Dream-Building truly has no cost, if it's that simple, then why allocate so many students to the Dream-Building Academy?"

Ge Li Si came over holding a CNC board and said, "There's no easy, carefree job in this world; even if there were, it wouldn't be for fresh graduates. Perhaps the difficulty of Dream-Building lies where we can't see, so stop overthinking."

——

"So that's it, Banana," San Yueqi suddenly understood.

"Banana?"

San Yueqi then realized something was off and quickly covered his mouth: "Ugh!!"

The Dream-Building Banana Master nodded approvingly: "Banana banana banana, don't worry. Meme pigment can affect the viewer's emotions; it seems this painting helped everyone grasp the 'banana sound' better! Not bad! Demonstration's over—any students want to try?"

"What's going on?" San Yueqi began to panic, "My mouth opened by itself; this class is definitely wrong."

"I'll go check the reality."

"Hmm… but if even Dan Heng starts banana banana banana, it'd be too conspicuous, right?" San Yueqi looked at Xing beside him, "Maybe she and I should go. We're not that serious usually, so even if we make a joke we won't stand out that much."

"Who says we're not serious?" Xing was displeased.

"No need to pretend now, hurry up and go!"

Xing and San Yueqi volunteered; after receiving the pigment, they could choose to paint on a blank wall. Xing, after deliberately calming her mindset, began to contemplate the things that make her artistic inspiration gush like a spring.

Then, a trash can sprang out.

She recalled the many cans she'd met before; their mysterious, beautiful openings like Black Hole intoxicated her, her mind was drawn into the cans, and peace and serenity settled in the tiny trash bag beating in her chest…

"Banana banana banana—"

For some reason, the sound of a sleeping banana monkey burst from her mind, as if the pigment itself had a will, and Xing's mind also began to picture the little monkey…

(Could it be that I can only draw it?)

(No, don't give in!)

Suddenly, the mysterious trash can that once helped Xing—Sha Tana—stepped forward and instantly suppressed the sleeping banana monkey!

"Long time no see, foreigner. You are the savior of our kind, the hunting king who gathers trash—how can you submit here?"

"Banana! Banana banana banana!"

The monkey screamed desperately, which provoked a series of scoldings from Sha Tana: "Silence, foreign ape, how can you so easily cut the shackles of destiny!"

——

Yin Hun.

"Awo, I don't know what's happening but it's on fire! Go, Miss Sha Tana—!!"

"Sure enough, shouting about friendship and bonds does boost combat power… Anyway, don't lose, Miss Trash Can! You can't just watch Xing get captured by that stupid monkey!"

In the afternoon at Wan Shi Wu, the usual lazy atmosphere vanished, replaced by a crowd cheering on the trash can in the sky‑dome. The scene was a bit odd, but—

"Now that's a scene that fits our shōnen vibe!"

Even Yin Shi didn't understand why a talking trash can suddenly appeared in Xing's mind, but since they were already there, they just needed to finish off the monkey.

"Yin Sang, why are these monkeys popping out of Xing's mind? They even interfere with her thoughts and control her actions… This isn't an ordinary monkey, right?" Xin Ba Ji suddenly asked.

"I also think these monkeys are terrifying, like a spreading virus… Anyone infected will involuntarily make the 'banana' sound."

"Eh?"

Both of them instantly turned their heads toward Yin Shi in unison: "Banana?"

Yin Shi broke into a rain of sweat, quickly covered his face and flopped onto the sofa, frantically covering his mouth.

Shen Le, with an incredulous look, pointed a finger: "Yin Sang, you haven't been infected too… have you?"

——

"The power of the trash can and the monkey clashed and merged within Xing's heart, eventually concentrating in the pigment at her fingertips; the scent of banana and the scent of trash intertwined in her nasal cavity, the trash can and the monkey fused together… In the end, it was a resonance of emotion and material."

"…When Xing rubbed her head and came to her senses, a painting had already appeared on the wall."

"Oh! This painting… what is it! Why is it all trash cans? Where's the little monkey? Zero points!" The Dream-Building Banana Master was fuming.

"Her persistence cost Xing a painful price; the Banana Master's scolding and the classmates' jeers rang on, yet she only painted what she wanted to paint—did she really do something wrong?"

"Foreigner… thank you for your painting; staying true to what you believe is right is the trash can's pride," Sha Tana's voice gently sounded in the ear, "—see, you didn't go wrong."

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Maze Meal.

"Why am I getting a little teary, Banana?"

Maru Xier lifted a spoon, her eyes slightly reddened, unaware that her speech had already begun to involuntarily add the word 'banana'.

"This is the bond between Xing and the trash can; I'll never underestimate Bei Luo Bo Ge's trash cans again, didn't expect they'd actually be useful at a critical moment," Qi Er Cha Ke sighed lightly, then seemed to realize something and rubbed his nose.

"Um… did you smell any banana scent?" Lei O Si closed his eyes and sniffed around; besides the broth from the boiled meat soup, a faint sweet aroma seemed to drift in the air.

However, when the word 'banana' was mentioned, Maru Xier's and Qi Er Cha Ke's faces went pale in an instant.

Normally, when they're adventuring in the maze, smelling banana might just excite them, maybe add a fruit snack after a meal, but now that scent… it means those monkeys have come through the sky‑dome to find them.

That's definitely not a good sign.

"Lei O Si, you're not joking, are you?" Maru Xier asked cautiously.

"No, Banana."

Seeing their pale faces, Lei O Si scratched his head in confusion, "Did you not smell it?"

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"Let's see the next student's work… what's this, Banana?"

The Dream-Building Banana Master stared bewildered at the colorful ice blocks floating on the wall.

San Yueqi, a bit nervous, said, "Th‑that, I can explain…"

"Ninja·Six-Form Ice! What a powerful ice technique, Ruri·Ninja truly is a Jonin!"

"No, this Dream-Building method is too similar to Solidifying Six-Form Ice, I can't tell them apart!"

This time, the Dream-building Banana Teacher didn't start with a negative attitude, but instead looked shocked and examined San Yue Qi several times: "Too, too strong, Banana! To construct such a large object in such a short time is truly comparable to the technique of a professional dream-building monkey."

The situation took a turn, causing San Yue Qi to be unable to contain her joy: "Wow, Mr. Ruike really didn't lie to me; I really am a genius!"

"But, zero points!"

San Yue Qi stared blankly: "Ah? Why?!"

"What use is a big ice lump for banana skin? I asked you to draw a sleeping banana monkey, not to make shaved ice! Even a professional dream-building monkey must obediently listen to the client's demands."

San Yue Qi pouted dissatisfiedly: "What! Didn't the Banana Teacher say to let the class be free? Your demand isn't free at all!"

The Banana Teacher waved his hand righteously: "You have the freedom to cause trouble in class, and I have the freedom to give you a low score—isn't that free enough? If you want to stand out, you must pay the price for standing out; get out, Banana!"