The golden light shooting up to the sky stunned Pei Guang, who was rummaging through trash cans.
"What's the meaning of this? How long has it been? I haven't even touched a purple material? And someone else got a drop?"
Pei Guang's negative emotions were pushed to the limit.
The sense of time in a dream was different from reality.
How to describe it? It felt very surreal, as if every day, every hour, every minute hadn't actually been experienced.
But out of habit as a player, he still rummaged through everything that could be rummaged.
Who could have thought that he hadn't got a drop after rummaging through so many treasure chests, while Robin over there could get a drop just by rummaging casually?
"Sigh, as expected of Robin's dream. Only she can get good stuff, I can't. I really hope to enter Stelle's dreamscape later. The treasure chests in her dreamscape would probably drop stuff crazily, right?"
Regret or not, Pei Guang still turned around immediately to find Robin.
Robin stared blankly at the trash can emitting golden light, and the bird with her was also dumbfounded. For some reason, looking at this golden light, Robin felt her heart stir.
Although it was a dreamscape, and possibly a dream she would forget upon waking, her body began to instinctively remember the setting that trash cans emit golden light.
Lying inside the trash can was a microphone. Looking at the still-glowing microphone, Robin subconsciously reached out her hand.
"So heavy..."
The moment she picked up the microphone, Robin clearly felt that this microphone was many times heavier than a normal one.
Ever since training with Little Jiu, Robin felt that nothing she picked up was heavy. When bored, she even uprooted trees and twirled them around for fun, feeling it was effortless.
But such a microphone felt heavy in her hand, though this heaviness was within an acceptable range for Robin.
Curiously, she tapped a nearby building with this microphone, and a large hole instantly broke into the wall upon impact.
This strike not only smashed a large hole in the wall but also caused more cracks to appear in Robin's dreamscape.
The Dreammaster, who was controlling the entire Penacony, discovered that cracks had appeared in Robin's dreamscape again.
He didn't know exactly what happened in Robin's dreamscape, so he could only continue patching the cracks while cursing.
Penacony wasn't completely controlled yet. Once he fully controlled the two stolen powers of Harmony, plus the countless consciousnesses of life in Penacony, as long as no Aeon intervened in Penacony, he would be invincible!
But the Dreammaster's goal wasn't invincibility; his ideals aligned with Sunday's.
No! Accurately speaking, Sunday was the heir to his ideals. Unfortunately, Sunday wasn't here at this critical moment, otherwise, he would inevitably have handed this position to him.
Precisely because of this, the Dreammaster couldn't let any problems happen to Robin yet.
As for the plan's completion? Once the plan was completed, even if Robin wanted to break through the dreamscape, she wouldn't be able to.
Even if she luckily woke up from the dreamscape, with everyone in Penacony fallen into slumber, what could she do? In the end, wouldn't she still have to obediently dream sweet dreams with everyone else?
The Dreammaster was diligently applying patches, while Robin in the dreamscape looked at her masterpiece in silence.
She didn't know why there was a glowing microphone in the trash can, nor did she understand why a microphone could smash a wall like this.
While she was pondering, Pei Guang walked over with an unkind gaze.
"Didn't expect you to get a drop too? Let me see what it is?"
Although it was a dreamscape, seeing someone else get a drop still generated unspeakable negative emotions in Pei Guang.
Robin handed the microphone to Pei Guang: "Here~"
[Useful Microphone Set: Indestructible and undiscardable microphone. The microphone adapts to the binder's strength. Upon use, based on the user's strength, it can project sound over a certain range, and can even be used to smash people.]
[Note: After smashing a person, the microphone will automatically cast Great Clarity Spell. The hit person will repent for their sins and will no longer harass the equipment user.]
"This microphone has adaptive abilities. Combined with your strength, it allows for large-scale singing anytime, anywhere. You take it and use it. I have no use for it. By the way, besides rapping, this microphone can also be used to smash people."
Not getting the drop himself made Pei Guang uncomfortable, but looking at the microphone's attributes, he still decisively gave it to Robin.
At the same time, Pei Guang recalled carefully: whether it was himself, Stelle, or others, it seemed that the first few times opening chests would yield top-tier items.
What kind of magical pity mechanism was this?
"Do newbies have pity?"
Bronya, unaware of Pei Guang's thoughts at that moment, would have surely hidden under her covers and cried if she knew.
Thinking back, she couldn't open anything no matter what, and later when she could, it was all blue skies and white clouds trash.
Pity? For others, there might be pity; for her, it didn't exist at all.
Looking at the microphone in her hand, a big smile appeared on Robin's face: "Thank you!!!"
But then a complicated expression appeared on Robin's face: "But smashing people with this?"
Pei Guang: "Simple! Isn't your goal to become a superstar and bring happiness to people with your singing? If on the way to becoming a superstar, you encounter anyone smearing you, spreading rumors about you, or those unwilling to reason with you, you just use this microphone to teach them a lesson and influence them."
"But doesn't this violate Harmony..."
Robin was somewhat resistant to this method.
Although she had become stronger, it was only herself in the dreamscape. Her actual experiences made her ask these words uncontrollably.
Pei Guang: "How is that possible? What is the tenet of Harmony? The strong supporting the weak. To achieve this premise, you have to be strong! You help people, but that doesn't mean you don't fight back when others bully you. Even birds know to preen their feathers; it's very reasonable for you to arm yourself a little.
If someone spreads rumors about you, use this to have intimate contact with their head, casting the Great Clarity Spell for them, making them remember that spreading rumors is wrong.
If someone smears you, use this to have intimate contact with their hands, letting them know the consequences of smearing you.
You want to help people. If someone stops you, use this to break their legs so they can't stop you.
If one day you end up on a battlefield and want to stop the war and make them communicate peacefully, you can even use this to have intimate contact with the leaders of both sides, giving them a chance to communicate and giving you a chance to evacuate innocent people.
See, this way your actions aren't bullying people, but protecting yourself and protecting more people. Right? You don't want to fail to save those you want to save because of your incompetence, right?
Besides, as a singer, carrying a microphone is reasonable, right? Bringing a cute little bird is also reasonable, right?"
Hearing Pei Guang, especially his last sentence, made Robin fall completely silent.