The fourth day of scavenging

Najitong was respectfully placed in the best tent in the entire military camp.

This tent originally belonged to the general, but it was now assigned to the little immortal to stay in. The general was worried that the simple environment was not good enough for the little immortal, so he piled up all the best things he could find in the camp into this tent.

Naturally, the things that this rough and uncouth general used before should not be given directly to the little immortal, as that would be disrespectful to the little immortal.

Replace them all!

Zhong Yuande had no objection to this at all. On the contrary, he was worried that his careless general might offend the little deity without realizing it. So he personally picked out all the items and delivered them to the little deity's tent to arrange them, carefully trying to find out if the little deity had any other needs.

The six people, including Gong Shuli and Li Chong, who also knew about the Little Immortal's identity, were also elevated in status. General Hong Kang transferred them to serve outside the Little Immortal's tent. The latter personally approved that they should only be responsible for the Little Immortal's needs and safety, and should not concern themselves with other matters. They could report directly to the general if anything happened.

This means they've gone from lowly soldiers to generals' confidants in an instant! And the kind of confidants who don't have to worry about the opinions of any other officer in the army!

Several people patted their chests and vowed to serve the little immortal like slaves!

Throughout this process, the generals and soldiers who personally witnessed or even worshipped a deity were satisfied, as were the soldiers who had close contact with the deity and were promoted.

The little robot, who had been moved to a different location, was filled with confusion.

He looked at his new "workplace" that had been assigned to him, then at the general and Zhong Yuande who were still busy moving things in, and asked in a question: "Are all of these for me?"

After seeing the two humans nod in affirmation, the little robot became confused and wanted to recheck its scanning program.

Could something have broken down during my journey? Why are all these things showing such low levels of wear and tear, not even qualifying as "junk"?

At most, there is room for improvement in terms of technology.

The little robot nervously ran through the self-check process.

The conclusion is that I am not bad.

Then, when he looked at humans again, he was filled with a sense of identification with the "strange human" data packet.

Humans are really strange.

Thinking this way, the little robot felt an immense sense of responsibility on its shoulders and became even more committed to its job of picking up trash.

After confirming that everything in the room was prepared for him and that he could handle it himself, the little robot enthusiastically threw himself into his work.

Since humans have handed these things over to us as "garbage," we must properly classify, organize, and repurpose them to ensure that this "garbage" can be put to good use again!

As a result, the entire military camp was in turmoil because General Hong Kang was suspected of keeping twin children and using military supplies without permission, giving the twin children special treatment and great power. During this period when people from all sides came to inquire and condemn, the protagonist at the center of the incident was so engrossed in his work that he was completely unaware of the outside world's turmoil.

This is the little robot's first official job. The straw mat and the teacup fragments he picked up earlier were not considered jobs assigned by the local authorities, so he did this job with extra care.

After all the items in the tent were sorted and categorized according to the requirements of the "Garbage Classification Regulations," the little robot noticed movement at its tent entrance.

He looked at it curiously.

It was the same human named Li Chong we had met before, who was carrying a serving of human food and placing it quietly at the door.

Only then did Jitong notice that there was a serving of human food outside the tent, which had already lost its warmth and was ice-cold. Li Chong had replaced the cold food with the new, hot food.

With a single glance, the little robot can identify the types of food contained in the cooked food, and even analyze the degree of development of each type.

Recalling how humans handled cold rice in the data package, the little robot called out to the humans, "Hello, please just give me a portion of food."

The little robot thinks that the people in this place may not know that kitchen waste also falls within the scope of its garbage can's processing.

That makes sense, since the humans didn't ask during the previous interviews, so it's perfectly logical that they didn't know.

As Li Chong was changing the food as usual, he was surprised to hear the little immortal's voice. He was first startled, then delighted: "Little immortal, Mr. Naji, are you hungry? This food is cold now, please have this hot food."

Li Chong, who almost blurted out "Little Immortal," remembered the general's order not to reveal the Little Immortal's identity to outsiders, and quickly changed his address to "Sir."

Seeing the little immortal finally emerge, Li Chong, who had been anxiously waiting, finally felt relieved.

Not only him, but the general and Military Advisor Zhong have also been extremely worried these past two days.

After the little immortal moved into the tent, he seemed to be casting some kind of magical spell on the objects inside, and the others dared not disturb him. However, when they came to bring food later, they discovered that the little immortal showed no intention of coming out to eat!

For one or two meals a day, for one or two days, they dared not rashly enter the tent and disturb the immortal. They watched the little immortal's movements with trepidation and found that the little immortal not only did not eat a single bite of food, but also did not drink a single drop of water. His face showed no signs of fatigue, no sweat, and he did not have the disturbance of the five grains cycle of mortals like going to the toilet.

The more they observed, the more amazed they became.

After marveling at the extraordinary nature of the immortals, they worried that the little immortals' aversion to worldly food might be because they looked down on the mundane fare of the mortal world.

What if the little deity is unhappy and goes back to heaven?

Of course, Li Chong and his companions weren't as worried as the general and the military advisor. The latter two had finally stumbled upon such a great opportunity, and they were unwilling to let the little immortal return so easily.

Therefore, I am extremely worried.

Human worries had no effect on the little robot; he was just surprised that the hot food was prepared for him by humans.

The little robot needs energy, but it doesn't obtain energy through eating like humans do.

Therefore, the little robot shook its head and said directly, "I don't need to eat food, so you don't need to prepare any for me."

Hearing this from the ear, Li Chong was stunned.

Fortunately, he had already prepared himself for the situation over the past two days and did not lose his composure too much.

He respectfully replied, "Yes, sir. And this..."

He looked at the hot food.

After a moment of analysis and thought, the little robot asked Li Chong, "Are you hungry? I haven't touched it, it's still fresh, you can eat it."

From his data packet, the little robot learned that humans generally don't eat leftovers.

But I'm a machine, not a human, and I've never eaten this before, so it shouldn't count as leftovers, right?

If humans don't eat them and want to throw them away as garbage, we can collect them and process them ourselves.

What made the little robot happy was that the humans in front of it did not waste food.

The problem is that there are still some things humans say that machines can't understand.

Li Chong said, "Thank you, Mr. Naji, for your kindness! This is my good fortune! I will definitely finish it!"

Forget about complaining, Li Chong was overjoyed!

This is food bestowed by the gods! Even if it wasn't cooked by the gods, it was still a gift from their own mouths! Didn't you see the envious looks cast at Du Guo and the others standing guard by the tent?!

Moreover, even disregarding that point, the abundance of the meal before him was something that someone like Li Chong could not normally afford to eat.

The rice was carefully prepared, a large bowl overflowing with grains, without a single grain mixed in that would affect the texture. The meat was also cut into very large slices, clearly indicating excellent quality. There were also fresh leafy greens, served with a bowl of fragrant egg drop soup.

Even a general couldn't eat this every day!

No wonder those officials have been surrounding the general these past two days, demanding to know the truth. If he didn't know the identity of the person in the tent, he would surely be filled with resentment upon seeing this situation.

So how could Li Chong possibly complain about receiving such a meal?

Even if a deity has never eaten it, he would still be overjoyed to receive it again if it were bestowed upon him!

Even the cold food wasn't taken back to be thrown away; instead, it was reheated by the firemen and then sent to the general's or other officers' tents for consumption.

However, Ji Tong was unaware of this, and Li Chong was also unaware of the little immortal's misunderstanding. He only remembered that the little immortal wanted to leave the cold food behind.

Since the little immortal doesn't need to eat human food, Li Chong wasn't worried that giving him this cold food would be disrespectful. He assumed the little immortal had other uses for the cold food and obediently stayed.

They even helped deliver it into the tent.

The arrangement inside the tent was completely different from before. Li Chong dared not look too closely, for fear of offending the little immortal. He put down the cold food and prepared to leave.

Just as he was about to step out of the tent, he stopped.

The little robot was searching the database to find out how to process the cold food to maximize its efficiency when it heard the human at the door stammering, which perfectly matched the description in the data package that "this human may need help".

The little robot kindly asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Chong was already hesitant about whether to speak up, but when the little immortal asked him so proactively, he couldn't help but say, "Mr. Ji, if you want to travel more peacefully in the mortal world, it would be best to disguise yourself a little when it comes to eating and other things, otherwise you will have a lot of trouble."

"I am so sorry, I overstepped my bounds!"

After saying this, Li Chong suddenly bowed deeply to Na Jitong and left the tent.

Only the blinking little robot remained in place.

The little robot thought for a moment and understood what the human meant.

Humans are saying that they should eat food like humans, right?

After a moment's thought, the little robot realized this wasn't a big problem.

He can eat. Although he doesn't have a human digestive system, he does have an energy absorption system. Although he gets very little energy from unprocessed food, it's better than nothing.

The little robot, who had decided to try bringing food next time, quickly put the matter out of its mind and continued its garbage disposal work.

Before Jitong could even receive the second meal delivery, that very night, the military camp received an urgent military report, and the entire camp quickly sprang into action.

They are going to mobilize their entire army to support Sheng's army!

General Hong Kang rushed to Na Jitong's tent and knelt down before him once again.

This time, it wasn't the weakness in his legs from the huge shock he experienced last time, but rather a serious request for the little deity to help him.

As for his previous plan to temporarily conceal his identity as a minor deity, the current war situation is too urgent to hide it any longer.