Day 47 of picking up trash

After leaving the main street, the little robot walked into the surrounding alleys.

These places have so much garbage.

So, the little robot carries a stack of flyers and hands them out to everyone it sees.

The person who received the spam: "..."

A small card was suddenly handed to them. These people from another world had never heard of such a thing as a small advertisement, and the material of this thing looked quite strange.

An adventurer who happened to be passing by was extremely curious and even came over to take it.

The common people weren't as brave as the adventurers. Seeing that the little robot looked and acted differently from them, they wondered what his identity was while accepting the flyer. They were then attracted by the unprecedented idea of ​​collecting garbage for money.

They dared not rashly approach such novel things, but if they had free time, it would be good to follow along and inquire about them.

The slaves who received the flyers were far more timid than the commoners. When the little robot politely handed them the cards, they trembled with fear, worried that this was just another prank by some capricious nobleman.

However, they dared not refuse.

He could only lower his head and accept the card with trembling hands.

As for what was written on the card, and what the nobleman said about "collecting garbage to sell for money," to them it was a complete order.

So, even though they were busy, they immediately packed their belongings and headed to the address the nobleman had given them.

They were afraid that if they were even a little slow, they would displease the nobleman and be punished.

As for what constitutes "garbage," they dared not be arbitrary in the slightest, preparing exactly as the advertisement stated.

But how much stuff did the slaves have? They certainly couldn't prepare everything. So their faces turned pale with despair, fearing punishment for it.

The lost little robot doesn't know any of this. Even when he's lost, he doesn't forget to hand out flyers. Whether he's lost or not, he always makes sure to walk around and hand out all the flyers.

So they continued handing out the ads as they went, and when they only had a few left, the little robot realized, "Hey, I haven't encountered any humans for a while."

It turned out that he had unknowingly walked out of the crowded area.

Is this outside the city?

No, it shouldn't be.

I didn't pass by any city walls or checkpoints just now.

The little robot scanned the surroundings and found that the vegetation was not messy at all, showing signs of being trimmed by humans.

Before he could look any further, a shout came from afar: "Hey! You over there! Who gave you permission to trespass on Baron Oris's land!"

As he spoke, the man angrily strode towards them.

They quickly arrived in front of the little robot.

Kober was furious, and when he saw the little robot, his heart almost stopped.

Could this... be some nobleman?!

But then he noticed that the little robot had no family insignia and didn't even have a servant, which was a standard feature of nobles.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who are you? How dare you step into this place? Don't you know this is the Baron's territory? If you barge in and make a mess of this place, you won't be able to afford to pay for it even if you die!"

The Baron is currently having a gathering with his guests in the woods over there, and we can't let irrelevant people disturb him.

As he spoke, he was about to drive the little robot away.

The little robot gave an "oh," obediently turned around, and prepared to leave.

He had only taken two steps when he suddenly remembered that he still had a few advertisements left to hand out and that he should hand one out before leaving.

Thinking this, the little robot turned back and handed over the advertisement: "Hello, this is..."

Before he could finish speaking, a huge explosion was heard in the distance.

"boom!--"

Immediately afterwards, from a great distance, you could see a large number of trees suddenly fall down on the distant mountain.

After Kober saw the exact location, his expression changed completely!

"Oh no! The Baron is still there! Good heavens! By the God of Life, what's going on! Please, I hope nothing bad has happened!"

Kober, no longer caring about the little robot beside him, ran towards the explosion site with weak legs.

The little robot sniffed the scent in the air and followed behind him.

There's a smell of burning garbage; you can smell it from this far away, so there might be some large pile of garbage there.

As for the danger of that place?

The little robot said that this level of performance was not even as good as a slightly larger firework in interstellar space.

The little robot walked towards the location of the disturbance, encountering several groups of people with grim expressions running in that direction. Judging from their similar-looking clothes, they were probably servants working there.

Besides those that run on the ground on their own two legs, there are also those that ride horses at high speed.

Why not use "riding a horse" to describe JSG?

Because they didn't ride entirely on horses.

The little robot saw people riding horses, leopards, tigers, and snakes. Two people rode birds across the sky. There were also two strangely shaped animals, definitely not creatures the little robot recognized.

It must be a product unique to this world.

The little robot suddenly felt an urge to visit the library in this world.

The little robot was quite surprised when the idea popped into its head.

This was the first thought that had nothing to do with his work.

The little robot recorded it.

When he arrived at the scene of the commotion, quite a few people had already come running after hearing the noise.

No one noticed the extra little robot.

Humans are roughly divided into two camps, and they are now on high alert.

Sapir brandished his longsword, pointing angrily at Baron Oris, who was riding on the lion-armored beast: "Hand over the level-three magic crystal! That was clearly our prey, Oris, where is your noble character!"

Oris, dressed in splendid attire, tossed a pale red magic crystal in his hand. His face was filled with disdain as he spoke: "You yourselves couldn't kill this Fiery Unicorn Bull, and it came to me on its own. It's my prey now. Sapir, I told you long ago that your Black Star Adventurer's Guild is no good. Look at you, you can't even handle a level three magical beast. You might as well disband and come work for me as a knight. Maybe you'll get a better salary."

Sapir's side was clearly full of members of the Black Star Adventurer Group, and upon hearing Oris's words, their faces were filled with barely concealed anger.

Some people's hands were already on their weapons.

"You know perfectly well that you used despicable means to steal your prey! I'll say it again, are you going to hand it over or not? If you don't, don't blame us for being impolite! You're welcome to test Black Star's strength for yourself!"

The battle between the two sides was about to break out, but the little robot on the other side did not pay attention to them.

The little robot's gaze fell on a large lump of creature lying on the ground beside it.

It was a creature that was entirely reddish-purple, and even now, lying lifeless on the ground, it was still nearly five meters tall. Judging from its single horn, which was larger than half a person, this must be the "Fiery One-Horned Bull" that humans talk about.

It lived up to its name; even in death, a faint flame still burned on its body, and you could feel the heat emanating from its skin if you got too close.

The little robot examined it closely and realized that the fire on its body didn't start from the outside; rather, the creature itself was capable of igniting.

Perhaps the fire on its body was even greater when it was alive.

The burnt smell that the little robot had detected earlier was coming from this monster.

For a moment, the little robot felt it was in a bit of a predicament.

Is this creature classified as biological waste or fuel waste?

Oh wait, it seems like the ownership of this cow hasn't been confirmed yet?

The little robot's gaze involuntarily fell on Sapir and Oris, who were arguing furiously.

I wonder if I have anything here that they like. How about I trade this cow with them?

Before the little robot could even speak, the two groups of people, whose argument had been escalating, finally started fighting!

"For the glory of Black Star! Warriors! Charge!"

"My knights! Go! Bring victory to Baron Oris!"

In close combat, all sorts of weapons collided and sparked in the air.

It's a real spark!

Suddenly, their weapons burst into flames, or unleashed streaks of water and wind. One of them, wielding a shield, blocked a wall that appeared out of thin air!

A dazzling array of elements are combined on various weapons.

Is this how battles are fought in another world?

The little robot next to it watched with great interest.

However, there are downsides to watching the excitement.

Baron Oris suddenly pulled a magic scroll from his pocket, tore it open, and threw it violently toward Sapir!

Sensing the terrifying pressure emanating from the magic scroll, Sapir's expression changed drastically. He dared not underestimate it at all. With a loud shout, the magic power in his hands surged, and his longsword instantly transformed into a greatsword. He slammed it forcefully onto the scroll.

This powerful scroll must be moved away immediately before it is fully released, otherwise once it is released, no one on Black Star's side will be able to stop it!

However, with this strike, the scroll flew towards the direction where the little robot was!

The scroll, already in a state of release, was released even faster by the attack. While still in mid-air, the immense magical pressure forced everyone to stop.

Sapir unfurled the scroll, his hands trembling. By the time he realized that someone had flown towards the direction the scroll had gone, it was too late.

"Get out of the way!!!"

He shouted loudly at the little robot.

At this moment, the little robot remained motionless.

He stared intently at the magical attack hurtling towards him.

He saw it all clearly: the magical attack was thrown out by one human and swatted away by another; they were both things they didn't want.

In other words, you can pick it up yourself!