The female voice spoke neither a language the three knew nor anything beyond a string of random syllables, yet all three could still understand its meaning.
Perhaps it was because of the Synesthesia Beacon, or perhaps it was because this was a dream.
When the three turned around, they were unsurprised to discover that the speaker was also a trash can.
"A pleasure to meet you, one who dives deep into dreams... My name is Shatana-I wish to negotiate terms with you."
"Shatana... Isn't that just Natasha's name backward?" Jiang Yu said.
Stelle asked the metal bin, "What's your relationship with Natasha?"
The metal bin standing beside them paused and expressed her confusion. She had no idea who Natasha was:
"Natasha... Who is that? I imagine we have never met."
This Dreamscape might have been a linear story. To these metal bins, Firefly, Stelle, and Jiang Yu had very special identities. The metal bin did not dwell on the matter and continued talking about herself-or rather, matters concerning this Dreamscape.
"Let us return to the matter at hand-have you... heard of Tatalov, King of Trash?"
"King of Trash?" Stelle's eyes lit up.
Shatana nodded.
"Ta... Tatalov?" Firefly was puzzled by the name.
Shatana nodded again.
The trash-can person seemed delighted when Stelle and Firefly showed interest in Tatalov. After nodding excitedly, she slowly turned her body and looked at Jiang Yu.
Under Shatana's expectant gaze, Jiang Yu looked at her with clear, innocent eyes and said, "Never heard of him."
Shatana froze on the spot, several times starting to speak before stopping herself.
Beside them, Firefly could not help laughing.
Ever since they entered this Dreamscape, far too many things beyond her understanding had happened. Now, at last, something familiar had appeared.
This kid, Jiang Yu, really did not spare