"Manpower?" Zhou Yang couldn't understand for a while when he heard this.

"You mean let me pick up the trash myself?"

Zhou Yang pointed to his nose and asked with a face full of disbelief.

"It's one way. ”

Seeing Jubao nodded, Zhou Yang was speechless. The tall image that the fairy world had established in his mind before collapsed in an instant.

What's going on, this garbage station is also a subordinate unit of the Heavenly Court of the Immortal Realm, how sadly it can't even achieve full automation, what age is it, and the person in charge of the hall has to pick up the garbage himself.

For the first time, Zhou Yang felt slack off on this errand.

But in a blink of an eye, there were more and more garbage in a mess, and it was about to overflow the scope of the conveyor belt, so I didn't care about complaining, and hurriedly gritted my teeth and rushed forward.

Jubao followed Zhou Yang without saying a word, and the two stood at the back of the conveyor belt. Zhou Yang learned from Jubao and put the messy garbage classification in different positions. Dumped into different pools by conveyor belts.

Zhou Yang made a general observation, and the two conveyor belts would eventually diverge into four garbage ponds. Perhaps because Zhou Yang's authority is still too low, the garbage currently received is non-recyclable. According to Jubao, only the simplest compression and landfill treatment is carried out.

The four pools are two building materials scraps, mainly scraps of various stones and mud blocks, which are also the largest amount of garbage heaps. The remaining two pools are non-recyclable production waste and household waste, respectively.

The variety of garbage this time was really an eye-opener for Zhou Yang, not only was there a mess of construction waste, but also a bag of unidentified objects with a pungent smell inside, and even broken clay pots and jars appeared.

But these are nothing, and the most shocking thing is that there are many bloodstained weapons in the garbage heap in the second half.

Zhou Yang endured the discomfort caused by the strong smell of blood, and frowned and picked up half of the Changge-like weapon.

The reason why it is said to be half a root is because the handle of this Changge seems to have been cut off by some sharp weapon, and only the mottled head remains. Zhou Yang looked at it for a long time and didn't see what kind of material it was made of, although it was heavy in the hand, there was no coldness of metal at all, but the feel was still very soft, and he could vaguely feel a trace of heat.

Ge's body was covered with all kinds of scratches. The surface of the scratch has not been worn out, it must have been formed not long ago, and it looks like it has just gone through a fierce battle.

And on the broken blade of the head of the head, there are three exquisite symbols engraved, the angle is beautiful and smooth, like a certain ancient font. Zhou Yang carefully identified it, and only then did he recognize that it was written on the Immortal Soul Sect.

With a slight groan, Zhou Yang smoothly classified the broken Ge into the classification of non-recyclable production waste.

However, as soon as he finished dealing with Changge, several short swords appeared. It's still spiritual, but it's beautifully styled. Without exception, the words of the Immortal Soul Sect were engraved on the sword body. Looking at the other garbage except for weapons, it is all pieces of various buildings and some smashed daily necessities. It looks like a house has been demolished.

"Could it be that this Immortal Soul Sect was destroyed by someone, or was the sect demolished by the enemy?"

Zhou Yang guessed maliciously, but still disposed of all these things.

Although he knew in his heart that although these weapons had been damaged, the materials were extremely extraordinary, and they were very precious to immortal cultivators in the human realm. But now he doesn't have the authority to store things in the garbage station, and there is no place to hide them, which may cause unnecessary trouble.

He is now gradually blinded by the mess in the garbage station, and he no longer has the excitement he had before when he looked at ordinary items. This time, I also saw a few stones inlaid with gold, but I didn't bother to take them, and let these precious metals be disposed of.

Anyway, in his opinion, as long as he guards this garbage station, there will be more or less of this kind of thing outside his body. There is a limit to what you can take with you at any one time, so be sure to be selective.

"Hey, what is this?"

Zhou Yang turned over a piece of stone. At first glance, this piece is a building material waste, the front is smooth and flat, but the sides are pitted, and it should be part of it that has been knocked off the wall.

It's just that the corner of this scrap is faintly revealing a little crystal red, like something sealed inside. If it weren't for Zhou Yang holding it in his hand like this, it would be really difficult to find out.

In an instant, a lot of historical legends appeared in Zhou Yang's mind. For example, when Qin Shi Huang burned books, it was the descendants of Confucius who hid a large number of books in the wall to escape the catastrophe. Could it be that this Immortal Soul Sect also buried some kind of treasure in the wall?

Zhou Yang's eyes lit up when he thought of this, and he picked up a broken stone with three strikes and five divisions to smash it open. Only then did he realize that it was a ring-shaped piece of jade.

But this piece of jade is a strange blood red color, if it weren't for the unique shape, Zhou Yang would almost not recognize this as jade.

"Could it be that this is the legendary blood jade?"

Zhou Yang didn't bother to think about it for the time being, and stuffed this piece of jade into his pocket.

After working for a while, Zhou Yang barely jumped out of a broken clay pot, and there were still some coarse grains like beans left in it.

Zhou Yang grew up in the city since he was a child, and he couldn't recognize what kind of crop this was, so he picked it out with the mentality of going back and studying it.

Zhou Yang and Jubao were like workers on the assembly line in a sweatshop, and they were busy for more than half an hour before they could barely ensure that the spirit array was not crushed by the mountains of garbage. The mysterious tunnel was gradually coming to an end, gradually becoming smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

Seeing that the amount of garbage left was not much, and the spirit array was enough to deal with it, Zhou Yang came out with a sore back and sat on the ground. If it weren't for the fact that his body had been strengthened, he might not be able to carry it this time.

Running a garbage station is really physical work.

Zhou Yang complained in his heart, and looked up at the treasure that came over. Not to mention, the puppet people are really different, they are still full of energy after working for so long a day.

Since the escalation of the authority, Zhou Yang has also felt that the number and total amount of garbage have increased significantly, and it is becoming more and more difficult to deal with. The thought that he would often have to sort the garbage in person in the future made Zhou Yang very painful.

It is foreseeable that in the future, with the improvement of their authority, there will be more and more types of garbage, and the work of sorting and processing garbage will become more and more complicated and trivial.

"I said Jubao, is there no way for me to not have to worry about it, and it can run completely automatically here?"

"Of course there is. ”

Jubao replied briskly to Zhou Yang's surprise, and then explained:

"The previous leader was lazy, so he created a large number of puppeteers and handed them over to me to command. Sorting garbage like this is all made by puppets, and the leader only needs to watch from the side. “

"What?"

Zhou Yang felt that his IQ was being teased again, and pulled his neck and shouted, "Why didn't you say it earlier!"

"Because you didn't ask me. "Jubao is still a cheap person who can't pay for his life.

Zhou Yang gasped for a few breaths, and then barely popped out three words from between his teeth: "Count you ruthless!"