The second day of scavenging

Even when the group stood before the clerk, the five were still in a daze, unable to recover from what had just happened.

Not to mention Du Guo and his friends who already believed in superstitions, even Li Chong, who didn't believe in these things, had his mind completely in a mess.

The sight of such a large roll of straw mat disappearing into thin air was truly shocking!

If they weren't all veterans of the battlefield and had strong wills, they probably would have knelt down on the spot!

The clerk, who hadn't witnessed that scene, remained perfectly calm and slowly asked LJ7427, "Name?"

name?

The little robot wondered, "Why don't we need testing equipment?"

Perhaps this is how the new timeline checks things out.

The little robot announced its number word by word: "LJ..."

The clerk frowned and interrupted, "Hey, Ou Jie? What kind of name is that? If you don't tell me honestly, don't blame me for being impolite."

But this is the only number available.

The little robot looked bewildered.

He was somewhat at a loss, as the visual acquisition system spontaneously collected data from the surroundings.

During this collection, the little robot saw the names in the clerk's register.

[***][**][***][***]...

These names are mostly composed of two or three characters.

The little robot blinked and tentatively answered the human in front of it, whose brows were furrowing deeper and deeper: "Trash can?"

Based on the information in the database, humans do refer to their garbage-collecting devices in this way. It's exactly three characters, and it uses a script distinct from letters and numbers, so is this what you're looking for?

The clerk stared at the boy in front of him, looking him up and down. Just as the little robot began to think about what other "name" it could have if this wasn't the "name" humans wanted, the clerk finally lowered his head and started writing in the book.

"Hmm... the surname is Naji, that's a surname that some foreigners do have." He nodded, then asked, "Which 'tong'?"

"...The radical for wood." The little robot answered hesitantly.

“The character '橦' (tóng) with the radical '木' (mù)... Alright, then it's '吉橦' (jí tóng).” The clerk quickly wrote the name.

Even the little robot sensed that something seemed amiss.

It seems... the tone of voice is a little different?

However, before the little robot could analyze whether it was a problem of different time and space or a problem of the tone being wrong, the clerk had already started asking the next question.

"What is your identity?"

As for the possibility of misspelling the name? He's just a foreigner, so what if he makes a mistake? The clerks don't have the patience to argue with these foreign prisoners.

Having just encountered humans, LJ7427 was completely clueless about human relationships and social interactions. He didn't understand these complex human emotions, only knowing that if someone asked him his "name" again, he could give it.

Najitong.

As for identity, that's a simple question!

The little robot with its new name answered confidently: "Trash-collecting robot!"

Gongshu Li: "..."

Li Chong and the others standing to the side: "..."

They didn't understand what "machine" meant, but the people who were "picking up trash" and "people" understood.

Perhaps "machine" is a foreign term used by them.

But how could this person in front of me be a garbage collector?!

None of them believed this.

The clerk was furious, feeling that he had been tricked a second time, and warned, "You better behave yourself! Are you going to refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit?!"

A toast? Or a penalty drink?

The little robot, who had never even tasted alcohol before, asked curiously, "Is it delicious?"

Gongshu Li:!

How dare they be so audacious!

The clerk could not tolerate such provocation from a foreign prisoner, and immediately put down his book to grab a spear from the side.

Upon seeing this, Li Chong and the others quickly stepped forward to stop them.

"Be careful, be careful, Zhang Gongshu!"

Seeing that the clerk was about to take his anger out on them, the group pulled the man aside and whispered to him about the strange scene they had witnessed.

The more the clerk listened, the more his brows furrowed, and the more suspicious his gaze became.

"Are you... telling the truth? Or are you delusional?"

"How could we dare lie about something like this! Even if we were delusional, it's impossible for all of us to be delusional, right?" Du Guo and the others raised their hands repeatedly to assure them. "Zhang Gongshu, what do you think? Should we report this situation to our superiors?"

They felt that such matters should be reported to higher authorities, but even Li Chong was just a lowly squad leader, with no access to those above him, unlike a clerk.

The clerk hesitated.

He glanced at Li Chong and the others, then at the little robot still standing there seemingly unaware of what had happened. He paused, put down his weapon, and picked up the notebook again.

"Ahem, I'll ask you one more time, what was your status in the Spirit Kingdom before?"

The clerk reasoned that Li Chong and his companions wouldn't dare lie to him, let alone say something like "report it to the higher-ups," making it even less likely they were lying. Therefore, after careful consideration, he decided that reporting was definitely necessary, but he couldn't just report it without knowing anything; he needed to investigate thoroughly.

However, from this moment on, the clerk's tone of questioning was no longer as impatient as before, but became much more polite.

Unfortunately, the little robot wasn't equipped with the ability to read people's expressions and discern their emotions. It remained oblivious to the changing atmosphere, focusing solely on its thoughts about human problems.

So, what is "Ling Kingdom"?

Thinking this, the little robot asked the same question.

Li Chong and the others, including the clerk, were all stunned: "You're not from Ling Kingdom?!"

Najitong shook his head.

He not only doesn't know anything about the "Spirit Kingdom," he's not even a "human."

The group looked at each other in bewilderment.

Everyone felt that the problem was probably very serious.

"No, you're not from the Spirit Kingdom, so how come you were buried under a pile of corpses in the Spirit Kingdom before...?" "Wait! Could it be?!"

When Li Chong thought of a certain possibility, his expression immediately changed.

He hadn't forgotten that besides a pile of corpses of Ling Kingdom people, there was also a formation at the place where this person was found!

Not only Li Chong thought of this, but the four people from Du Guo also thought of this.

The expressions of the others also changed when they thought of a certain possibility.

Not only did his face change color, but his knees also became increasingly weak.

I want to kneel down and worship, what should I do!

Fortunately, Li Chong remained composed. He didn't care whether the clerk beside him would be angry at him for overstepping his bounds, and went straight to the person in front of him to ask further: "How did you get there? Were you captured? Robbed? Or kidnapped?"

When Li Chong asked the question, he was so nervous that he forgot to breathe.

He didn't even know whether he wanted the boy to choose one of the options he had given him, or to give some other answer.

Then he looked at the boy and shook his head.

Najitong couldn't quite understand why the expressions of the humans in front of him changed so quickly, but then he remembered that the database said that humans are creatures with changeable emotions, so he thought it was normal.

The little robot, no longer trying to understand the ever-changing emotions of humans, still answered the question earnestly: "Neither. The black storm affected the quantum transmission process, causing a transmission error, which is why I am here."

Teleport!

Upon hearing this word, everyone gasped.

It really is a deity! He was teleported here! My goodness! A deity has appeared!!!

As for the other terms in that sentence, like "black storm" and "quantum teleportation," perhaps they were just some kind of divine magic?

The group, though puzzled, were impressed but dared not investigate further.

At this point in the questioning, the situation was basically "clear".

The four soldiers from Du Kingdom were already on the verge of tears, shrinking back to hide in the corner of the wall, afraid that if the little deity saw them, he would remember how disrespectful they had been to the gods.

The thought that he had just left the little fairy in the dilapidated hut and even tried to strip her clothes off—if the little fairy hadn't been so skilled in magic that she wouldn't have been able to get her fairy clothes off at all—made him realize that the little fairy would be in an even more disheveled state now.

This is all disrespectful to the gods! No, wait, am I going to be struck by lightning and killed at any moment?!

The group trembled with fear.

Li Chong was a little better than them, but not by much.

The clerk, who hadn't witnessed the "miracle" firsthand, remained composed, as long as one ignored the cold sweat on his forehead.

The clerk, being more experienced than the others, saw that the little immortal showed no signs of anger. Considering that his previous questions had been indirectly probing, he gritted his teeth to be on the safe side.

He asked directly, "So, you came down from up there?"

When he said "up there," he pointed to the sky.

I suppose everything has been asked so clearly that there won't be any more misunderstandings.

Immediately afterwards, the clerk looked at the snow-haired, silver-eyed boy opposite him and nodded without hesitation.

He nodded.

nod.

head.

The clerk gasped for breath, and everything went black before his eyes.

He was so emotionally agitated that he was on the verge of fainting!

Li Chong and his companions, who were standing to the side, paid no attention to the clerk at this moment. They were all so excited by the clear answer that they were all extremely agitated.

Fortunately, there was still someone at the scene who was clear-headed.

When Najitong detected signs of fainting in the human in front of him, he immediately took two steps forward to support the person and performed standard first aid measures. He only let go and returned to the original distance when the person regained consciousness and was able to stand up on his own.

Noticing that several other people also had a percentage chance of fainting, Ji Tong was prepared to provide emergency care at any time.

It seems that the humans in the new timeline are physically weaker, which explains why the inspection of foreign aircraft takes so long.

The calm little robot had no idea that he was the one who caused all of this; he was simply telling the truth.

After all, I really came from the sky. Aren't other planets in spacetime located in the outer universe?

Having believed that it had finished communicating with the humans and explained everything clearly, the little robot politely asked, "When can I start working?"

He's only picked up one piece of trash since the machine was turned on. His work efficiency is terrible, and he could easily be laid off.

The clerk, who had just woken up from a semi-conscious state, was in a daze and couldn't think straight. He didn't dare to ask or answer any more questions or give any more answers. He could only frantically reassure the little deity: "Please wait a moment, I... I'll be right back!"

We need to report this immediately! It's extremely urgent!

A deity has descended to earth!

As for Li Chong and his group? Who cares about these few idle people now!

The person in charge left, leaving only the robot and five humans who dared not approach.

Najitong was at a loss for what to do.

He looked toward the humans with a puzzled expression.

Seeing the question in the deity's eyes, Li Chong and the others nervously waved their hands, saying, "Please, do as you please."

How dare they arrange for gods to be present!

Unable to resolve the issue, the little robot briefly activated its thought process and decided to continue working in place.

He turned his eyes, scanning the nearby "recyclable waste".

As luck would have it, a teacup crashed to the ground a short distance away and shattered into several pieces.

[A white-glazed porcelain bowl with a flower-shaped rim (fragment), repairable. Repair steps are as follows...]

The little robot's eyes lit up.

So, when General Hong Kang stormed over, he met the eyes of the snow-haired boy who was squatting on the ground carefully picking up a broken bowl.