Chapter 629

Contains: Banana Master

He pointed to the small monkey-shaped dream bubble above his head: "Have you seen this beautiful dream bubble? The family used the myriad families' wishes (homophonic) and the power of the star core to build Pinokangni, while I gathered the myriad small monkeys' abandoned wishes into this dream bubble, constructing the moment of slumber banana. Now, I will entrust all of its power to all the Banana Masters and Banana Helpers——"

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

Several figures descended from the sky, precisely blocking the Banana Instructor's front, forming an impenetrable "city wall".

"Banana banana banana… students, the final Banana Studies time has arrived. The name of this class is——"

The Banana Instructor spread his arms, as if to embrace the whole world; the Banana Helpers and Banana Masters before him simultaneously struck an extremely exaggerated pose, like a frozen frame from a stage play, shouting in unison, their voices deafening:

"——Dream!"

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Death God.

"Dream?"

Hitsugaya Toshiro seemed to have heard something funny, and let out a cold sneer.

"Turning people into monkeys, depriving them of thought and future, to realize the dreams of a few, you deprive the many? Truly disgusting……"

In a secluded garden of the Quiet Spirit Court, a stone lantern cast a soft glow, illuminating the two captains. Kyoraku Shunsui drained the cup in his hand, his brows slightly furrowing: "The problem is, there are many who believe in the Primitive Doctor's theory; such research apes are not few in the universe, and perhaps besides Pinokangni, other worlds are also immersed in the meme virus."

"It seems that in the universe, what needs attention is not only destruction; the 【Wisdom】 faction also poses a disaster no less than 【Destruction】. The Primitive Doctor's true form is still an envoy-level existence…… yet its whereabouts remain unknown."

"Toshiro, are you afraid that his underlings' research apes will wreak havoc in the Soul Society or the living world?" Kyoraku Shunsui poured himself another cup.

"... Cannot be neglected." Restalk lifted the teacup before him: "The 【Fate】 and 【meme virus】 spreading from the heavens we cannot defend against, but if those who wield these powers ever come to the living world, we must still prepare to respond."

"Research apes like the Banana Instructor have no inherent strength; they rely entirely on manipulating the meme virus to bring disaster to other worlds. Once discovered, they must be killed immediately, no questions asked."

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"However, Rampage had no intention of giving the Banana Helpers any room to act."

"With her skill, let alone blocking her, the Banana Helpers couldn't even see her movements clearly; in an instant she blasted the Banana Master before them to pieces. Watching this ragged bunch collapse, sputtering with electric sparks, the Banana Instructor showed little anger, merely clasping his arms and murmuring, 'Banana banana banana, a failed Banana Studies…'"

"An unattainable dream is like a banana hanging at the treetop……"

"Merely its affected deep tone, carrying a hint of mockery, had not yet faded when a swift figure, leaving only an afterimage, had already leapt before it!"

"Before the Banana Instructor could react, Rampage's sole firmly stomped on its disgusting monkey face; the opponent remembered the force of that step, leapt up, and swung its arm violently——"

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh——!!"

"Countless firework missiles trailing gorgeous flames poured forth from her hand like reverse-flying meteors, clearly aimed at the small monkey dream bubble hanging high above!"

"Boom——!!"

"Amidst the moment the multicolored fireworks exploded, the DJ bird of Liúmèng Jiāo raised its arms and the crowd cheered."

"The sound waves surged like a raging tide, continually washing away the silence that had once blanketed this place. Suddenly, she turned her face to one side, her finger swiftly lifting to point at the top of a nearby billboard——"

"Boteo stood there with a bullet clenched in his teeth, his smile wild and uninhibited; to a burst of music, he launched into a powerful, upbeat tap dance on the billboard, the metallic heels striking the billboard with a crisp 'ka-ka' sound, each step like stepping on a heartbeat's drum, finally ending in a slightly comical pose."

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The Funeral of Frieren.

"I never expected the meme virus to be resolved this way…… How to put it…… It's a bit absurd."

"Two Sea-Ranging Scouts participated; Restalk originally thought this story would be a journey filled with blood and fire, a brutal suppression of the Banana Instructor, but he never expected the final outcome to be unexpectedly joyful."

"No, I actually think this ending is just right."

Frieren stood by the window, her hands lightly resting on the sill, her emerald eyes not gazing at the heavens but turned toward the square outside the inn.

The locals here had never heard this style of music before; they found it novel, and their bodies unconsciously swayed to the melody. Soon, many young men and women also came to the square, dancing to the rhythm of the Zhigengniao's music.

"……" Restalk widened his eyes.

"'Balls used to happen only after noble banquets.' Frien smiled slightly, 'but now everyone is starting to dance along with the Zhigengniao, so I'm thinking that what the heavens bring us isn't only the terrifying meme virus, but also some joyful things spreading as well.'"

"'Filien, Restalk.' Frien turned slowly, 'Do you two want to go downstairs and dance?'"

"Eh?!"

Two exclamations rang out simultaneously.

Restalk's face instantly flushed red, like a cooked shrimp, he flailed his hands helplessly, his speech stammering: "Jump, jump dance?! I, I I I can't dance! And, and there are so many people……"

Filien also blinked in surprise, a faint blush rising on her cheeks. Feeling embarrassed, she lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes, her voice barely audible: "Lady Frien, please don't joke like this…… I, I can't dance……"

Frien merely blinked, her tone still flat: "Really? But I see the people downstairs having a great time dancing. Music and dance ought to be part of ordinary people's daily lives, so there's no need to be so strict……" She walked behind Filien, gently pushing her from behind, "You two hurry downstairs, Filien…… just think of dancing as part of your training, hurry hurry."