"Any other objections?" Chu Bamboo blew on the muzzle of his gun and scanned the scene again. Seeing that no one else spoke, he nodded in satisfaction. "Good, that's a relief. We'll leave it at that."
Chu Bamboo clapped his hands, and the small drones floated over to hover behind each person. "If there's anything you're not sure about, you can ask the drones... or should I say, the Great Goddess Nuwa!"
"The Great Goddess Nuwa's answer is my answer."
'Normally, Nuwa's primary language for external communication was Chinese. But... after asking repeatedly, Chu Bamboo had realized it was probably an authority issue. Fundamentally, Nuwa could understand the Dream Language—it was just that the people of the dreamscape didn't know how to activate its Dream Language module... or perhaps they lacked the authority? Whatever the case, Chu Bamboo could certainly do it.'
