The Ninth Day of Garbage Collection
All those who have influence in Guanshi County have now gathered here.
They either personally inspected the granary or witnessed firsthand the divine arts of the immortals in the plague-stricken area, making them absolutely certain of the boy's identity.
With the help of the little deity, it was known that the plague would soon be resolved, and the entry and exit of the plague zone would no longer be strictly controlled. Healthy people from outside the country, and even soldiers, were able to enter the infected area to help.
With these people involved, the few requirements the little robot had mentioned earlier were completed flawlessly in less than half a day.
"Okay, now it's my work time." After inspecting the items in the room, the little robot said to the human before closing the door, "I will appear on my own after I finish work. In the meantime, please do not enter the work area without permission. Thank you for your cooperation."
General Sheng Lu and Sun Yiyun, among others, nodded repeatedly.
The general immediately dispatched a team of men to guard the door of the room to ensure that the immortal would not be disturbed by anything.
Patients' family members like Wei Chun spontaneously formed a cordon, guarding the area with utmost vigilance.
Najitong didn't pay much attention to this; he said he was very serious about his work.
Extracting antibiotics from soil requires extremely meticulous operation, which might require highly specialized personnel for humans. However, for a robot, as long as it doesn't require creative technology, even the most difficult operation is not a problem.
In less than a day, the simple laboratory had completely changed.
The raw material area where the soil is located has been categorized and labeled, and various tools and containers of different sizes are placed nearby.
The latter were all temporarily made by the little robot using materials available in Guanshi County. Although their appearance was very different from the interstellar era in which the little robot lived, they could still achieve the various functions he wanted at this moment.
On the only table in the room that could hold anything, lay the finished product extracted by the small robot.
Since there were no glass items to store it in, the good quality porcelain would be of some use.
Of course, as the little robot poured the extracted antibiotics into the container little by little, it had no idea that the porcelain piece it had carefully selected as "barely usable" was the most expensive treasure in the richest vault in Guanshi County.
It's the kind of thing that's qualified to be sent to the capital and presented to the king!
Unfortunately, no one explained the value of this thing to him, and he himself had no human sense of aesthetic appreciation. The little robot only thought that the container was of acceptable quality.
Otherwise, he would have to do the extraction work again, starting with making the tools.
Extracting the required antibiotics is actually a piece of cake for the little robot. If it has all the necessary tools, it can be done in less than half an hour.
The reason it took almost a day was that most of the time was spent making tools and waiting for the relevant bacterial cultures to develop.
The speed, which was already too long for the little robot, made the plague cure so quickly for the people of Guanshi County who were waiting anxiously outside the door. They thought that the gods were indeed gods, and they had made the plague cure so quickly!
They were prepared to wait for ten days to half a month, and they didn't even dare to think that the antidote could be successfully administered in just a few days!
Then, when they saw the laboratory door open and the little fairy walk out, Sun Yiyun, who had been guarding them all along, immediately went to greet her.
"Are you hungry? The food has been prepared, but I didn't dare to disturb you, so I haven't knocked on the door to call you."
Zhong Yuande, the only one who knew that Ji Tong did not need to eat or change clothes, was discussing countermeasures with General Sheng Lu at the city wall. The other soldiers of the Hong family army were unaware of this, so much so that the people outside the door thought that the little immortal had come out to have a meal.
So when they heard the little robot point inside the door and say, "The antibiotics have been successfully produced. Take them to the seriously ill patients first," they were deeply moved.
At that moment, everyone's expression immediately turned to disbelief.
They stood there, stunned, doubting their ears.
W-what?
What did the deity just say?
"The antidote... has been successfully made?" Sun Yiyun still remembered that the "antibiotic" mentioned by the immortal was the antidote for this plague.
The little robot was used to the fact that "the humans in this timeline have poor hearing and often repeat questions," so it simply repeated the words again and pointed out where the antibiotics were stored and what things should not be touched.
A cheer erupted around the laboratory!
"The antidote has been found!!"
"Thank you, God, for saving my life! Thank you, God, for saving my life!"
"Thank you, God!!"
"We're saved! We're saved!"
This commotion attracted people in the distance. When they listened carefully and heard the cheers coming from the wind, they became excited as well!
Many people immediately collapsed to the ground and bowed in worship towards the direction of the laboratory.
The good news spread like wildfire.
More and more people cheered and prostrated themselves in worship.
The commotion reached the little robot's eyes as well. While beckoning humans to come in and collect antibiotics, it said, "There are many infected people, and the antibiotics extracted so far are not enough for everyone. These will be given to the seriously ill first, and we will need to continue extracting more later."
Sun Yiyun cautiously stepped into the laboratory, marveling at how the room, which had been empty yesterday, had become so magical today. Was this the pharmacy of the gods in heaven?
Hearing this, he nodded knowingly: "Don't worry, none of us are unreasonable people, we all understand this basic principle."
Sun Yiyun thought that if anyone dared to fight or cause trouble at such a time, they would be torn to pieces by the other patients and their families, without the need for the victorious general to order his soldiers to punish them.
Na Jitong did not interfere further in this matter. He raised another question:
"Doctor, could you spare a few people? We don't need many, about ten would be fine."
"Of course. May I ask what requirements the Immortal Master has for the candidate?"
"As long as they are careful and have a strong learning ability, that's fine." The little robot pointed to the raw material area and the simple tools. "Next, I will teach them how to use these tools to extract antibiotics. They can take care of the rest of the antibiotics."
This is determined by the working mode of the small robot.
He can't possibly take on all the recycling himself. Once he has achieved results, he can delegate the remaining work to suitable candidates to ensure the sustainability of recycling and, ideally, to form a new production chain.
This is the best way to deal with garbage.
Of course, each situation needs to be analyzed individually; even if he can't hand it over, it doesn't mean he can't handle everything himself.
But now that a human doctor is here, it's perfect to take over.
The little robot thought its arrangement was perfectly appropriate.
Little did he know that as soon as he said those words, Sun Yiyun's heart began to pound violently.
Their gazes toward the snow-haired youth were burning with fervor: "You, you're willing to hand over such immortal techniques to us?!"
The little robot nodded.
He had become accustomed to being called a god, and his skills were referred to as immortal arts. He didn't intend to explain further, as humans wouldn't listen anyway.
Sun Yiyun was overjoyed and readily agreed, patting her chest to show that she would not let down the immortal's trust and would choose the most suitable doctor to come and learn from.
After saying that, he strode out.
He wasn't even paying attention to where he was going and almost tripped, but he didn't care and kept running while gathering people.
Anyway, I must secure one of these ten spots! I don't care if others call me shameless; how could I miss such a divine opportunity!
Besides, when it comes to medical skills, who here can surpass me?! It would be a tremendous loss if they couldn't understand the divine teachings because of their insufficient medical skills!
The little robot knew nothing of this; all he knew was that when the ten human doctors he wanted stood before him, every single one of them had slightly disheveled hair and rumpled clothes, as if they had just had a small fight.
Even Sun Yiyun, an elderly woman who usually pays close attention to her image, didn't miss it.
However, the issue of human appearance does not prevent them from learning technology.
After confirming that they were all quite capable, the little robot started by explaining how to use those simple instruments, teaching them step by step how to use these tools to extract the antibiotics they needed.
The doctors listened with astonishment, their eyes gleaming as they watched the little robot's every move intently. Even if one of its fingers was raised a tiny bit too high, they would quickly imitate it, afraid of making a mistake that would ruin the final result.
Judging from their demeanor, if the snow-haired boy were to rub his eyes or pick his nose in the middle of it, they would remember it without hesitation.
Fortunately, this won't happen; the robot's movements are very simple and there are no unnecessary actions.
Once it was confirmed that the human doctors had memorized the movements and independently produced the first successful antibiotic, Najitong completely let go and allowed them to operate in the laboratory.
He then continued his previous work of collecting garbage in this ward.
—The trash on the roadside is still piled up and hasn't been picked up yet.
The surrounding villagers watched the little robot's every move. They dared not disturb the deity, and regarding the deity's act of picking up trash... well...
Perhaps this is just a unique preference of the gods.
Therefore, some clever people would deliberately place the offerings they prepared for the gods by the roadside, disguise them as trash, and then hide nearby. If they saw the gods actually pick them up and take them away, they would be overjoyed.
The little robot had no idea that it had "accepted the offerings." It just felt that humans were being wasteful more and more lately, leaving so many perfectly good things lying on the roadside. Oh, its job was really important.
The little robot became engrossed in picking up trash two days after antibiotics were introduced.
Those patients who used the first batch of antibiotics have long since escaped the state of barely clinging to life, and their physical and mental condition is getting better and better.
The medicine worked very quickly; by the next day, these people were even able to get out of bed and walk around.
As a result, the atmosphere in Guanshi County became even more enthusiastic.
The soldiers' spirit in fighting the enemy outside also changed from the previous defensive approach to a more aggressive one.
These changes were all observed by the Zheng army, who were constantly monitoring them.
"Strategist, things seem to have taken a turn for the worse, and it doesn't seem to be going as smoothly as we imagined!" Upon receiving the report, the general in charge of the Zheng state immediately summoned the strategist for discussion.
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