44 Days of Scavenging

This is like a real estate agency from another world.

After James brought the little robot here, he went back to work, leaving Scott to properly entertain the distinguished guest.

"Sir, what are your needs?"

"I don't have any special needs," the little robot said. "I just want more foot traffic."

He has recycling bins; all he needs is a shop, and the layout makes no difference to him. He can simply fit the recycling bins inside and rearrange the layout however he wants.

Therefore, the only requirement for the small robot is the flow of people.

Just as Scott was about to recommend a suitable location, the little robot suddenly remembered what it had just witnessed on its way here, so it quickly added a few more requirements.

"The shop serves people of all classes, including slaves. Please choose a place where everyone can move around freely."

Although the little robots have never actually lived in a slave society, such a system does exist on some remote planets in interstellar space, so their data will also cover this aspect.

Therefore, the little robot knew that under this system, there were some places where slaves were not allowed to go.

But since he's opening a garbage recycling shop, he doesn't need to exclude people from that class.

Upon hearing the robot's additional request, Scott gave it a surprised look.

However, seeing that the little robot was clearly not talking nonsense in a moment of impulse, Scott didn't ask any more questions and quickly found several more from the parchment scrolls and small wooden boards.

"Look, these are all places that meet your requirements."

As he spoke, Scott showed the little robot the cards one by one.

"Look, this shop is in a somewhat remote location, but it's the largest. Besides the shop in front, there's also a garden behind it. See..."

As Scott explained, he took an oval-shaped transparent crystal ball, about the size of a head, and placed it on the parchment scroll.

Immediately afterwards, the little robot saw that the crystal ball contained a house that looked exactly like the one drawn on the parchment!

The only difference is that the house on the parchment scroll is flat, while the house in the crystal ball is surprisingly three-dimensional.

As Scott spun the crystal ball, the 3D house inside could be seen clearly from all 360 degrees, and the top-down view was also unobstructed.

Moreover, after Scott made a few gestures, the house inside the crystal ball could be enlarged or shrunk, and even the interior of the room could be entered. Every detail inside and outside the house could be seen wherever he wanted.

It felt as if I had actually visited the place myself.

The little robot knew that interstellar holography would definitely have this effect, and even be more powerful, plus it could be interactive and access information online at any time.

However, this crystal ball from another world is not much worse.

The scientific little robot, completely opposite to the "unscientific" magic, stared intently at the crystal ball.

Two large characters were clearly written in his eyes—

I want to demolish it.

Scott had no idea that his precious crystal ball was being spied on. Seeing that the little robot wasn't interested in this room type, he took out another one and explained it to it in detail.

Fortunately, although the little robot was mostly interested in the crystal ball, it also incorporated human speech into its listening program.

So, after Scott finished introducing all the shops he had selected, the little robot chose two spots.

One of these two locations is at the beginning of the main street, closer to the city gate, while the other is at the end of the street, closer to the center of County Jorge.

The flow of people and other requirements meet the needs of the small robot. Next, he only needs to go to the site to see the actual environment and then he can make a decision.

Unlike humans, the little robot didn't struggle with its own thoughts. After following Scott to both places, it had already drawn up a comparison table in its mind of their advantages and disadvantages.

He chose the one at the end of the street.

There is a decisive advantage here: just three alleys away at the end of the street lies a large area of ​​slave dwellings.

Without needing to get close enough to look closely, the little robot can sense the level of pollution in the air from that direction.

There must be a lot of trash there.

It was very beneficial to his work.

After setting the location, Scott immediately contacted the shop owner. With Scott as a witness, the buyer and seller quickly reached an agreement to transfer ownership of the shop for three gold coins.

This was also the first time the little robot had ever personally experienced the magic of this world, aside from that fireball.

Scott pulled out a shimmering quill pen, then chanted a spell, and the quill pen floated into the air and began to write.

Soon, a sales agreement was drafted.

Then the three of them each took a quill pen and wrote their names.

Just as the little robot grasped the quill pen, a warning suddenly popped up inside its body!

[Warning! Warning! Energy is draining! Please repair immediately!]

It played three times in a row.

The little robot's scanning program immediately scanned the quill pen in its hand.

Sure enough, the energy he lost was absorbed by the quill pen.

However, upon closer inspection, it was found that it absorbed very little energy, about the same amount as the energy needed to repair a minor cut on the finger.

I suppose this quill pen is for work purposes?

The little robot turned off the warning and wrote down its name, "Na Jitong," with a pen.

After it was written, the entire name radiated a golden light.

In Scott's words, this "has already taken effect."

Finally, witness Scott signed the document, and as he made his last stroke, the entire parchment turned into a wisp of smoke and vanished into the air.

"Alright, the contract has been concluded under the witness of the gods. Those who breach the contract will be punished by the gods!"

The seller left happily with the gold coins, and Scott, seeing that nothing was wrong with the little robot, quickly left as well.

The little robot stands inside its own shop and closes the door.

There's no way around it; people in this world are very enthusiastic and curious. When they discovered that the shop was going to change hands, the surrounding neighbors came to look around curiously.

What happened next was something the little robot didn't want humans to see.

Close the door and activate the external storage function for the recycling bin!

In the blink of an eye, the shop, which had been idle for a long time, was transformed into a familiar space for the little robot.

After a moment's thought, the little robot began to alter the layout inside the warehouse.

He didn't intend to make it too complicated, and he didn't even think about decorating it as luxuriously and uniquely as other shops.

Just like in the previous world, the little robot divided the entire recycling bin into two parts, front and back. The place to put the garbage was naturally in the back half, which was blocked off by a partition.

The front section is where guests are received.

The little robot simply followed the layout of the oddity shop it had seen before, making a counter and various kinds of shelves.

The counters and shelves were made from various wooden planks he had picked up in the last world, as well as pieces of furniture that were missing arms or legs, which he then repaired and modified.

The little robot didn't know what the people in this world liked, so it picked out some items from its recycling bin and put them up there.

In the war-torn world, there were scraps of cloth, broken tiles, and some bones; in the second world, there were plastic bags, bottles, wood, and so on.

Another part is what he recycles and processes into raw materials.

For example, melting it into a single piece of plastic.

They were sorted into different types and melted into brick-shaped blocks of iron, aluminum, lead, etc.

He also put out a few things that he had modified into finished products.

Like the solar-powered lights we sold before, and the self-heating gloves and hoods, they are all made from materials we found and by absorbing energy from nature.

He didn't put the big things on the shelves, only the ones that could fit.

However, a sofa that had been renovated and had been fitted with an automatic massage function was set out for the guests to sit on.

The layout of this area wasn't what the little robot cared about most. After arranging it roughly, it focused its energy on the remaining part.

—Regarding waste recycling.

Having experience collaborating with GreenTech in the last century, we have some insights into small robots.

The first thing needed is a prominent signboard.

The little robot chose a large piece of solid-colored fabric.

This is also trash recycled from the last world. After being processed by the little robot, the stains and bacteria on it have been completely removed, leaving it brand new.

Now it's perfect for writing signs.

The little robot has the words "Paid Garbage Collection" written in large letters at the top.

He then referenced the recycling prices from the previous world, converted them into "Venra," or copper coins, for this world, and wrote down the purchase prices for various types of waste.

Paper and metal are naturally within their recycling scope, as are fabric and broken pottery shards. The little robot even wrote down the feces and other garbage scattered on the ground.

It filled a whole sheet of paper, and the writing was very clear.

After finishing writing, the little robot was satisfied and turned it into a large billboard, opened the door, and hung it up.

This billboard stands out prominently in the vicinity.

Sure enough, the neighbors were already curious about who had bought the shop, and when they saw this billboard suddenly appear, they exchanged glances and couldn't resist their curiosity, gathering around to look at it.

"Wow, God above, such a large piece of cloth, how much is it worth? It must cost gold coins to buy it!" A woman, exuding the aroma of baking, exclaimed in amazement.

She could see from afar that the color of this thing was beautiful, a pale sky color. She had originally intended to ask what kind of paint it used, but as she got closer, she was surprised to find it looked even more beautiful!

And more importantly, it wasn't the painted wooden board she had imagined, but a piece of fabric!

The weave is tight and smooth; I wonder how exquisite the technique must be and how long it would take to make such a large piece of fabric.

Based on her limited knowledge, she could only think that perhaps those great mages could create it using magic.

...Wait a minute, could this really be magical fabric made with magic?!

Thinking about this, Ellie's eyes became even more reluctant to leave the fabric.

Upon closer inspection, she noticed that there were words written on this precious fabric.

"...Garbage collection? For a fee?" Ellie read the words on the fabric, finding it extremely strange. "What does this mean? Jett, can you understand it? What does this store sell? Is it garbage?"

Good heavens, how can anyone open a shop specifically to sell trash?! It's everywhere!

What are these? Good heavens, they even wrote feces on them!

Ellie felt that these words were a defilement of the cloth, utterly disgusting, a complete disgrace to magic, a disgrace to the noble magician!

When he heard Jett say that this wasn't about selling trash, but rather the shop owner paying him to collect it, Ellie was dumbfounded.

this? ? ?

Pay me to collect your trash?

Ellie expressed confusion and bewilderment.

While she was still confused, one of the bolder guys shouted at the little robot, "Hey friend, when are you opening? I have a bunch of unwanted broken stones at home, I'll give you a tael or two of Venra if you want!"

Before the little robot could say anything, someone laughed and scolded, "Oli, you mean-spirited fellow, everyone knows that even slave children wouldn't pick up your pile of stones if you threw them on the roadside. Stop making fun of others, or you might get beaten up without even knowing it."

"Look at what you're saying, are those just ordinary stones? They're the stones left over from opening magic stones. Maybe one of them contains a precious magic stone." Ollie rubbed his nose.

"Hahaha, if there really were magic stones, would they have fallen to the point where you couldn't even throw them away? Alright, alright, stop joking with the newbie. Hey, white-haired kid, now that you've opened a shop here, we're all friends from now on. Just call if you need any help."

The little robot sincerely expressed its gratitude.

After thanking the kind, loud-voiced uncle, the little robot looked at Ollie and asked, "Where is your stone? I'll take it."

Ollie, who was only joking, was immediately dumbfounded.

Huh? This new guy is serious?!