Bai Mu's mouth twitched, "So your gender is a trash can?"
Ling squatted there curiously and knocked on the trash can gently. This small trash can didn't look like it was big enough for a person to fit into.
Trash was silent for a few seconds longer. "Actually, my gender is a Walmart shopping bag, and my sexual orientation is an attack helicopter."
Shiraki:?
White flower:?
bell:?
Seeing the two of them remain silent, the trash can shook its head twice and said, "Your understanding of the world is still too narrow, young people."
"I think it's better to be a trash can than a human being."
Bai Mu nodded and said, "Yeah, that's true."
"Eh!? You're not going to refute it?"
Ling looked at Baimu in surprise. How was being a trash can better than being a human being?
Bai Mu said, "A trash can won't starve to death, won't be looked down upon by its own kind, won't suffer, and won't have to work or go to school to endure pressure from all sides. From this perspective, being a trash can is indeed better than being a human."
The trash can listened to Bai Mu's words and shook the bucket excitedly, "A kindred spirit!"
"I'm so touched. There are actually people in this world who understand me!"
"Being a trash can, the more despised you are, the less heartbroken you'll be! There's an old saying in ancient civilization: 'When you're in a place where everyone hates you, you're closer to the truth.'"
"As a living being, I can survive as long as there is a flow of supplies. I have begun to gradually understand everything."
"So, young man...feed me something, help me survive as a trash can, help me pursue the ultimate goal of life."
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"Or, you could give me something more valuable... For example, the [Investigation Association Commemorative Coin]."
"In exchange, I can give you the knowledge I gained from the void and the strange and bizarre things I collected."
Ling looked at the trash can in surprise, "Why do you know the knowledge in the void?"
There was a cough from the trash can. "Ahem, young man, don't question the other person's intentions, and don't delve into their past, even if they're just a trash can."
"Bring the association's commemorative coins. I won't let you go back empty-handed."
Bai Mu and Ling stared at each other for a few seconds, and Ling said, "How about giving it a try?"
Bai Mu nodded and opened the lid of the barrel slightly, just enough to accommodate a commemorative coin.
Bai Mu threw the commemorative coin into the small opening, and the trash can immediately began to shake strangely.
"Hmm~ 99%, rare~"
After saying that, the trash can opened a hole again, and a sound flew out and landed in Bai Mu's hand, "You're welcome."
Bai Mu stared blankly at the cigarette box-sized audio box in his hand, bewildered. "Huh?"
Ling opened her eyes wide, "Real or not, this seems to be a rare edition of Yin Qing."
"S-rank."
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