I'm Just a Trash Collector [Quick Transmigration]

LJ7427 Trash Can #7427 is a newly developed multifunctional garbage collection robot capable of recycling, transforming, and utilizing waste. Unfortunately, it encountered a black storm during its journey to practical implementation and transmigrated. However, no problem - there are always trash worlds to scavenge, and I won't get phased out. That's what the little robot said.

And so -

In ancient worlds with food shortages: This must be a celestial deity sent to save us!

In modern worlds with historical voids: He casually discovers national treasures - must be a hidden master!

In primitive ancient worlds: Medicine God! This must be the appearance of a Medicine God!

In wasteland worlds with technological stagnation: Wow! What kind of genius is this person?

Gathering trash in magical worlds, in cultivation worlds, in post-apocalyptic worlds...

I'm just a trash collector - why does everyone keep worshipping me? Can't figure it out.

[Quick Transmigration, Su Shuang]

[Worlds may not follow the order in the summary]

Next reccomendation: For interested little angels, please collect.

'Dammit, Group Pet Who Wants to Take It!'

Midnight two o'clock, a police report disrupted the silence. Chi Nian: '110? I want to report a crime - there's a giant spider in my living room.' The officer: '...Is it a poisonous spider?' Chi Nian: 'I don't recognize it.' Officer: 'Okay, have you tried using slippers and brooms? The police will arrive soon if you can handle it yourself.' Chi Nian: 'Mm... I don't have such large slippers.' Officer: '?' Chi Nian: 'That spider - it's as big as my living room.' Officer: '!!!'

From that moment, a post-apocalyptic scene began...

Doctor Note: If asked who people envy most in apocalypse, most will think of that woman surrounded by many powerful creatures.

Chi Nian, surrounded by giant spider, giant cockroach, giant snake, roared: 'That Damned Group Pet, who wants it?'

Reccomendation 2: 'I Love Helping People Lose Weight! [1960s]'

In the second year of famine, Hu Lao San gently rocked the infant in his arms, truly worried. The family had little food left, and this child wouldn't survive long.

He didn't know the mechanical voice echoed beside the infant's ear: 'Congratulations, host! Through free exercise, calories burned reached 500, reward: 100 grams formula milk.'

['Reward领取 overdue, already automatically sent to your hand.'] As Hu Lao San watched his daughter suddenly appear holding a bag of milk powder, milky white white:

'Pufu', he slid to the ground.

Yin Yin of three years old died of hunger, dying wishing that the celestial grandfather would let her eat a lot more food. Then she was really whisked away by the celestial...

The celestial told Yin Yin that for every bit of fat she burned by exercising, foods could be exchanged.

Chi Nian could not understand why pounds lost were from others, but how game was this? Exercise time!

Playing with children, hiking to pick wild vegetables, gathering wheat in fields - little Yin Yin exercised a lot.

As a result, candies, fried chicken, milk tea, meat fish everything, little Yin Yin could fetch.

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The season-marsh (trash can)

One sentence Introduction: Why does group worship always happen to me?

Theme: Protect the environment, every one has responsibility