53 Days of Scavenging
The little robot had already discovered that, apart from magic being a new system, this world was extremely backward in terms of agriculture. Not only had it not formed a complete farming system, but it didn't even have the concept of fertilization.
No one has even done the thing of using manure as fertilizer.
Perhaps someone did it unintentionally, but most of the time, if fresh manure is used directly as fertilizer, crops will not only not grow better, but will actually be burned to death.
Perhaps this is why they were prevented from trying to fertilize the plants.
In short, after the little robot discovered this, it decided to sell fertilizer to them.
He not only sold fertilizer, but also shared the fertilizer's production methods, effects, and precautions for fertilization with the fertilizer buyers.
There weren't many people buying fertilizer before, in fact, there were none at all.
After all, people in this world have no idea what "fertilizer" is, let alone the idea of buying it.
But once the little robot's reputation spread, the items with the new features were snapped up, and the fertilizer, which no one wanted, naturally ended up in the eyes of those who hadn't managed to get their hands on it.
The mages and adventurers who came for the new elements don't need "fertilizer" without the new elements, and they don't need to worry about things like farming.
Meanwhile, the nobles, commoners, and slaves who needed to worry about crop growth didn't need to compete for any new elements.
Although they had never heard of "fertilizer" and did not know whether fertilizing was effective, it was His Highness Naji who said it himself!
So many important people respect him, why would he lie to deceive them?
And even if this thing isn't a scam, buying it and trying it out might win you the favor of the esteemed Lord Naji.
As a result, fertilizer began to attract attention.
Later, news spread that Najitong might be an incarnation of a god, and the fertilizer was snatched up by ordinary people in droves. If the little robot hadn't set the time flow in the warehouse to the fastest speed, the delivery speed wouldn't have been able to keep up with the speed at which these people were grabbing it!
After all, this is a completely undeveloped market, so the demand is naturally huge.
The poor slaves and commoners with little money were in a better position, but the nobles who had not yet left the county of Joel for refuge were not buying it for practical purposes, but rather to "chase after their idols".
With that kind of purchasing power, the fertilizer they buy might not even last ten years.
Later, when the first crop fertilized sprouted and grew, the effects of the fertilizer were already visible.
Compared to crops that were not fertilized, fertilized crops not only had thicker roots and stems and thicker leaves, but also had a faster germination rate and a much faster growth rate than the unfertilized crops in the same batch!
If their growth continues to be this strong, one can easily predict what a bountiful harvest it will be.
As a result, fertilizer sales surged again.
This time, they're not just after the "incarnation of a god," but also because of the fertilizer's practicality.
Later on, the little robot's garbage recycling shop received less and less fecal waste.
It's not that they're too lazy to sell, or that there's no such waste left; it's that they've all started trying to make fertilizer themselves, following the methods taught by the little robot.
Slaves, especially those who couldn't afford fertilizer, formed a large army that made their own.
The children who used to carry earthenware jars and scramble to pick up scraps of cloth, food scraps, and other "useful" trash near the streets now carry an additional earthenware jar specifically for holding the feces and other garbage they've been collecting.
The little robot wasn't sad at all about its "business" getting worse; on the contrary, it was quite happy.
"I guess I didn't come to this world in vain," the little robot muttered as it wrote its achievements into its work log.
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Upon hearing the humans ask for advice on how to deal with the dragon, the little robot was taken aback at first, then its eyes lit up.
He asked again, "You mean you don't want that dragon?"
The crowd, led by the Pope of Light, nodded.
He became increasingly convinced that the snow-haired boy was a deity incarnate.
They were all beings who had lived for hundreds of years, so their ability to read people was naturally impeccable. They all realized that the person before them, upon hearing the question, didn't hesitate at all about whether they could handle the demonic dragon!
They naturally wanted to know what this meant.
This Lord Naji is capable of dealing with that demonic dragon!
To achieve this level of skill, who else could be but a god!
In an instant, everyone's gazes were filled with fervor, and their attitudes became increasingly respectful.
The little robot was overjoyed.
His warehouse is big enough to hold living creatures!
Such a huge demonic dragon, and these humans themselves said they didn't want it!
To be honest, the little robot has never actually dealt with trash like living things.
But he wasn't flustered at all.
First of all, his trash-collecting procedure includes a method for handling "living" trash.
Of course, normal humans wouldn't throw away living creatures as garbage, but some humans have indeed done so, throwing away live cats, dogs, and other pets, and even live cubs into the trash can.
The little robot already knew these things from the experience data collected from other trash cans.
Therefore, the ability to handle "living things" is not something that only the new generation of robot trash cans possess, so he is naturally not afraid of it.
Moreover, the little robot had scanned the dragon beforehand and found that it was entirely made of metal. If it didn't have intelligence, this was practically equivalent to it finding a huge metal mine!
Metals have a wide range of uses, so how could a small robot not be able to handle them?
Both sides reached an agreement on the ownership of the dragon, and the little robot immediately headed towards the sealing center.
This is the biggest piece of trash he's ever found, and he can't wait to "deal with" it!
No one came to disturb them.
The little robot stood at the center of the seal and soon saw a familiar antenna, which was buried underground with only its tip showing, like a big nail driven into the ground.
The little robot first scans the ground with a scanning program.
I'm a little scratching my head.
The dragon was indeed too big; he needed to find a way to break it down first.
The information about the dragon that I had read before came in handy now. The little robot knew that with such a huge body as the dragon, only the most core part would be truly injured. Although the other parts were also part of it, even if they were all destroyed, it would not have any effect on the dragon other than a change in size.
This is also what makes the dragon particularly difficult to deal with.
Its surrounding structure is incredibly tough, with extremely high magic resistance, and physical attacks are not so easy to break through. It's practically impossible to break through the outer structure and damage its core!
This feature makes it convenient for the small robot to deal with the dragon.
He brought out all the machines in the warehouse that could cut metal.
When it comes to handling metals, what can compare to these interstellar devices?
Even the strongest materials become as easy to handle as cutting tofu after passing through these things.
So the little robot started with this "antenna" and very patiently, bit by bit, piece by piece, "divided" the dragon apart.
The cut metal is of very high purity and contains various materials; the little robot directly collects it into the recycling bin.
Sometimes, when the cutting machine malfunctions under high-intensity operation, the little robot simply uses the metal cut off from the dragon as repair material, and the repaired machine works even better than before.
This can be considered a different kind of "taking from the people and using it for the people".
The poor dragon, fast asleep under the seal, was completely unaware that it had been stripped naked.
The dragon was so enormous that it took the little robot longer than sealing it to cut and process all the parts outside its core.
Fortunately, the final result was remarkable. In the end, the enormous dragon was reduced to a single long core, about half the size of an adult.
Looking at the dragon, now only its core remained, the little robot finally understood why it was called a dragon.
This is a fat lizard that has no skin and has grown wings.
It looks quite like the dragons of the dragon riders in those legends.
Carrying the bald, soundly sleeping dragon, the little robot brought it to the Pope of Light and the others.
"It's all that's left now, are you sure you don't want it?"
A hint of craving appeared in everyone's eyes.
This is a demonic dragon!
To be honest, it's impossible for no one not to want it. Its power and rarity mean it's bound to be coveted by everyone.
But everyone present was clear-headed.
Putting aside the question of what would happen if this demonic dragon caused another cataclysmic disaster if we kept it, the god clearly also likes this dragon. Are they going to try and take it from the god?
Has your brain been cursed?!
So everyone shook their heads.
The little robot happily stuffed the sleeping dragon into the recycling bin.
It almost didn't fit.
The little robot's warehouse is now overflowing with metal; there's just too much metal on the dragon. If the warehouse hadn't been upgraded earlier, he wouldn't even be able to store it all.
Since the warehouse is already full, the little robot doesn't plan to continue collecting trash. It needs to upgrade the warehouse to make more space.
The Pope and his companions breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the demonic dragon had been dealt with.
Then, everyone spoke up:
What are your plans for the future?
Almost everyone asked the same question.
The group exchanged glances, realizing that the other likely shared the same thoughts. Their hearts tightened, and they quickly spoke to the little robot again:
"The faithful of the Church earnestly request your presence and instruction."
"It's harvest season in our Fairy Forest. Would you like to try some fresh fruit?"
"Want to go for a walk underwater?"
"The dwarves have many strange and wonderful magical artifacts. Would you be interested in taking a look?"
"Our Vulcan Temple..."
"..."
They all extended an invitation to the little robot.
The little robot was bewildered, not knowing why it had suddenly become so popular.
However, after a moment's thought, he declined all of their invitations.
"I should go back now."
The little robot said.
Having acquired such a massive dragon in this world, he's unlikely to find much else. Ordinary trash can be handled by humans themselves. This world hasn't pursued a path of technological industrialization, so there won't be any waste that would cause devastating environmental damage.
Even if he stays, he won't be of much use.
Therefore, the little robot made the decision to leave.
Of course, it's still uncertain whether we can return to the original world this time, but the details will naturally not be told to these humans.
Upon hearing the little robot's words, the Pope of Light and the others were slightly taken aback.
Then he looked enlightened.
Yes, the gods descended to earth, probably because they were worried that humanity couldn't handle this demonic dragon. Now that the dragon crisis has been resolved, they should naturally return to where the gods reside.
Everyone felt regret, but no one said anything to persuade them to stay.
To be able to see a deity in one's lifetime, or even spend a moment with one, is already an immense blessing for them. How could these mortals possibly hope to keep the deity with them forever?
After a moment of silence, everyone bowed deeply to the little robot.
"Your guidance will forever shine ahead, may your brilliance endure!"
"We will always remember your protection!"
Little robot: "..."
Hmm... what does this mean, human? Anyway, it's a farewell, right?
The little robot tentatively raised its hand to wave.
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the humans in front of him retreat and leave one by one.
The little robot wasn't planning to leave right away.
He has two more things to take care of here.
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