54 Days of Scavenging
When the recycling bin was almost full of Dragon Metal, the little robot had already stopped the garbage recycling shop's operations.
Now that we're leaving, we naturally don't need the shop anymore.
The little robot first hung up a sign outside the store advertising the product.
The sign had only been up for less than an hour when a band of knights arrived outside the shop.
Immediately afterwards, the little robot appeared before him, surrounded by the Knights, having heard of Count Noah but never seen him in person.
“Your Excellency!” Earl Noah wrung his hands nervously, his tone cautious. “But is there anything wrong with the hospitality in County Joel? Why are you suddenly going to sell this place?”
Heaven knows how Count Noah was terrified when he heard the news from his men today, he was drenched in sweat.
This is a god!
Please don't let it be that you hate County Joel!
Count Noah even wondered if it was because he hadn't gone to pay his respects.
But he had no choice. He was trapped in the Quinsferry Mountains. By the time he was rescued by the Pope and others who came to seal the dragon, the gods had already joined the sealing team. Noah, an ordinary person with low magic power, couldn't even hide in time, let alone enter the sealing center.
After the demonic dragon was sealed away, the God continued to contact the Pope of Light and others, and he still couldn't find an opportunity.
When they finally had some time, they were surprised to find that the deity had put up a "For Sale" sign on the shop, clearly indicating that he was leaving Jor County!
Count Noah was on the verge of tears.
The little robot was completely unaware of all the turmoil in his heart.
Seeing that the human in front of him looked like he was about to burst into tears at the slightest provocation, he quickly waved his hand to indicate that he didn't dislike the place.
I just need to go back.
Count Noah: "..."
Waaaaah, this news is even worse than the news that the gods are going to play somewhere else!
However, even I cannot stop the deity from returning to his divine position.
Count Noah said nothing more and simply stated that he would buy the shop.
However, Count Noah felt the price offered by the little robot was inappropriate.
"How can you sell it for only one gold coin! The place you lived in couldn't be bought even with a whole chest of gold coins!"
As he spoke, Count Noah was about to instruct his servants to first send over ten boxes of gold coins, and then quickly gather up the better treasures in the castle, pack them into boxes, and send them over.
The little robot quickly stopped it.
"No need, those things are useless to me, this is enough."
Count Noah's demeanor reminded the little robot of the boxes and boxes of gifts sent by the nobles in the first world.
Some of the boxes he never even opened were simply placed in museums for exhibition in the world beyond.
If this many more come, will I have to open another museum in the future? And the permit issues for opening the museum might not be as easy to resolve as before.
Besides, my warehouse is really full right now.
Count Noah was eventually persuaded, but he was absolutely unwilling to buy the god's shop for just one gold coin, and insisted on keeping a whole chest.
The box was full of gold coins, and the little robot had no choice but to accept it.
At least gold coins are more versatile. Even if you don't have the chance to use them in the form of gold coins in the future, you can still dispose of them by melting them down into gold.
And so, the shop problem was solved.
Count Noah had no plans to open a shop when he bought it; he was only interested in the reputation of it being a place where gods resided.
Then, after he signed the transaction contract with the deity and respectfully watched the deity close the door and leave the city, he opened the shop door again and found it completely empty. All the tables and shelves had disappeared. The idea of a "miracle" became clearer in his mind.
He immediately summoned all the neighbors on the street and had the best artist recreate the scene inside the shop based on their descriptions.
Then, he found someone to fill the shop exactly according to the blueprints.
Unfortunately, some things are only available to the gods, such as the magical artifacts that can automatically weigh, calculate, collect money, and give change, as well as those strange and wonderful objects full of new elements.
Although it was a pity, Count Noah still managed to have something made that at least looked the same, whether by carving or sculpting.
After much effort, the entire shop was finally restored to its original state as it was when the gods were still alive.
During this time, many people who came to pay homage to the site of the deity helped.
Once everything was set up in the shop, Count Noah was generous and opened it to the public, allowing everyone to come and pray.
As a result, the entire county of Joel became increasingly prosperous.
Those who had spoken with the gods were all worshipped by various families, and even though they were ordinary people all their lives, they still lived a life free from worries about food and clothing.
Even those who have never spoken to the gods but have traded with them have received many benefits, such as respect and envy. They can even get the biggest discounts when buying something.
As a result, those slaves were freed from their slave status by their masters and became free commoners, something they had never dared to dream of before.
From then on, they became more and more devoted to the white-haired deity.
These are all things for later. Right now, the little robot is completely unaware of these things. After dealing with the shop's problems, he took the box of gold coins that couldn't be put into the warehouse for the time being and left the city, finding a secluded place to hide.
Next, he had to deal with another matter before he could initiate the return flight procedure.
That means upgrading the warehouse.
The little robot gained a great deal from its trip to the magical world.
The novel knowledge of the magic system is one thing, the metal of the dragon is another, not to mention the magical attacks in those magic scrolls, each one a pure form of energy.
In short, by collecting so much valuable trash, the little robot not only gains enough JSG to upgrade the warehouse to the next level, but also upgrades the programs on its own body.
Yes, the little robot can also be upgraded.
The little robot opens the upgrade program and first schedules the recycling bin.
As the energy stored in its body rapidly decreased, the recovery compartment on the little robot's chest completed its upgrade in a flash.
This instantly doubled the capacity of the recycling bin.
The little robot opened the upgrade log and discovered that this upgrade not only increased the capacity, but also changed the space arrangement.
If the previous recycling bins were like a neat, square warehouse, then the current recycling bins are like a small planet.
Depending on the function of each area in the warehouse, the entire recycling warehouse becomes like "Antarctica", "Arctic", "Equator", "Seabed", "Volcano", etc.
Of course, the warehouse doesn't actually contain these items; rather, it rearranges areas with similar functions to make them appear more international.
For example, the ingredients and even fresh food that the servants of the Naji mansion had voluntarily put into the warehouse for preservation in the first world have now all been moved to the "North and South Poles". Isn't this time-freezing zone just like the function of a human refrigerator?
The demonic dragon they had captured earlier was lying on ordinary flat ground, fast asleep.
The metal cut from the dragon's body spontaneously piled up into heaps of "mines".
Although the functions of each area remain the same, this arrangement and classification gives one the feeling of a "small world".
Of course, this "world" is pitifully small compared to the real world.
If this recycling bin were to be reintroduced into the real world and made visible to the public, each of the different areas would transform into doors to the main area. Only by opening these doors could one access these special areas; otherwise, only the most functional main area would be visible.
Unlike before, where all areas were openly displayed and humans had to use objects to cover up things that shouldn't be shown if they wanted to come in.
The little robot didn't seem to notice the changes to the recycling bin layout. After a quick glance and finding nothing else that required attention, it began the second upgrade.
Upgrade it for yourself.
The energy needed to upgrade him is not just the energy generated from collecting garbage; other types of energy are also required. The more types of energy there are, the better the upgrade will be.
Now, the little robot not only puts some of the common energy sources such as wind, solar, water, and electricity into the upgrade energy tank, but also puts in some of the energy extracted from various magics collected in this world.
He then pressed the upgrade button.
The whole machine suddenly became a little tense.
In the blink of an eye, the little robot felt a sense of relief throughout its body after only blinking.
The upgrade is complete.
The programs running on his body became faster and smoother.
The little robot vaguely sensed that its core program had also undergone some changes with this upgrade.
He couldn't quite put his finger on what exactly had changed, but at the moment he initiated the return-to-home procedure, he actually hoped he wouldn't find the correct coordinates. Instead, he felt a sense of anticipation to continue exploring various human worlds!
"Target search in progress."
"Return confirmed."
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It was pitch black in front of me.
It also emitted a strong, sour smell.
The little robot woke up from its wormhole journey and, before it could even adjust the light in its eyes, it sensed someone crowding around it.
Moreover, the surrounding environment is unstable, fluctuating wildly.
"Don't push... just bear with it." Someone next to me said in a hoarse voice, "We've probably encountered a patrol boat outside. Just endure this wave and we'll be fine once we're out of the patrol boat's range."
The little robot has already adjusted the light in its eyes.
Everything around me was clearly visible.
This was a room crowded with people, with no windows and wooden planks all around. Only at the end of a narrow staircase at the very front was there a faint sliver of light.
Only that tiny gap is used for air circulation throughout the room.
The room was packed with men and women, most of them sitting directly on the floor, all carrying bundles of varying sizes, some sitting on their bottoms, others holding them on their knees.
Some people were so crowded that they tried to stand up to calm themselves down.
However, the room wasn't very tall; if a person was slightly taller, their head would be touching the ceiling when they stood up.
Moreover, the entire space was very shaky, and it was impossible to stand still without something to hold onto.
So the person who stood up had to sit down again.
If you want more space for yourself, you have to push the people next to you to the side.
This is also the source of the squeezing sensation felt by the small robot.
This is a cabin.
The little robot could already feel the strong saltiness of the seawater in the air, and hear the sound of waves crashing against the ship outside.
So, I'm... committing what humans call illegal immigration?
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