Wrong.

Zhou Yang looked at the "object" in front of him a little, and immediately rejected his conjecture. With today's human technology, it is still impossible to make mature robots, and Zhou Yang searched all over the other party's body, and he didn't even find any traces of a screw cap, as if his body was natural, which was completely different from the kind of industrial products full of high-tech atmosphere.

However, Zhou Yang did not perceive the other party's malice, and gradually relaxed his heart.

After all, he can be regarded as a person who has seen immortals, and he is more or less a public official of a heavenly court institution, and now even if he is a piece of that can speak, Zhou Yang is not surprised.

"Your name is Jubao, you're my subordinate, what's going on now, how can I leave this place......"

Zhou Yang finally caught someone who could communicate, and the questions he was holding in his heart popped up like a cannon.

Not to mention, the official level is different, the humanoid object "Jubao" did not have the slightest impatience, listened to Zhou Yang's inquiry with low eyebrows, and replied respectfully:

"Back to the management leader, the name of the subordinate is Jubao, and it is a puppet made by the previous management leader, used to assist in the work here. You have now taken over here, and you are the new master of your subordinates. The Ruler has now been appointed by the Immortal Realm, and your mind is connected to this place, and if you want to leave, you only need to control it with your mind. ”

"Oh. Zhou Yang heard that he tried it, and sure enough, as soon as his mind moved, he took in the entire space in his heart, and at the same time locked a place in the outside world. He can leave whenever he wants.

"This garbage station...... Ah no, it's the Cleansing Table, where is the location, the mortal world?

"The steward is now the owner of the Cleansing Table, and he can name it whatever he wants. The previous governor named it a cornucopia. ”

The puppet treasure said, looking up.

Zhou Yang followed his line of sight, and sure enough, at the top of the space here, a giant plaque was quietly suspended, with three dazzling golden words on it: "Cornucopia!"

Jubao continued: "This is the Supreme Haotian God of the Immortal Realm, one of the growing mustard seed spaces opened up by virtue of the Great Divine Power in ancient times, independent of the Three Realms and Five Elements, and now it has been integrated by the management and has become a private territory, even if the previous immortal officials cannot come again, unless the management leader dies, it will not change hands." Except for the ruler, only Haotian God in the Three Realms can come here, but ......"

Jubao didn't finish speaking, but Zhou Yang already understood that Haotian God was the supreme ruler of the Heavenly Court, and he would usually come to this garbage station to experience life when his brain was convulsive. Speaking of which......

Thinking of this, Zhou Yang's heart suddenly became hot!

Isn't this garbage dump equivalent to a portable space in an online novel? Look at how to say here, there is also a more than 100 square meters, and you can use it as a private space casually! Maybe there are other additional functions.

The more Zhou Yang thought about it, the brighter his eyes became, and the depression just now was swept away, and he had already begun to wonder if he should go back and cultivate some plants.

But the puppet's next sentence immediately calmed Zhou Yang down: "Although the immortals can't come in, since the leader has been appointed, the fate card will belong to the heavenly court." If the task of disposing of garbage is not completed, you will be punished by the heavenly court, and your life will be reduced at the least, and your soul will be destroyed at the worst. ”

"Not really. Zhou Yang's eyelids jumped with fright, the emotional immortals just didn't come, and they didn't bother to care, but they were still restrained by others.

Then he suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Then how do you deal with the garbage from the fairy world?" ”

"Now you don't have to worry, you only have the last authority, only responsible for a very small amount of construction waste, and you don't need to do it yourself, just be responsible for supervision and inspection, and I will take care of it all." The previous steward had made tens of thousands of puppets at most, and was specifically responsible for this place. Jubao said seriously.

"And this kind of operation?"

Zhou Yang was overjoyed when he heard this! But looking back, it's right, after all, this is a garbage station in the fairy world, and even the garbage disposal in the earth city has been semi-automated.

A piece of heart disease was finally put down, Zhou Yang immediately relaxed a lot, calculated that he had been delayed here for a lot of time, and briefly explained a few words to Jubao, and then decided to leave.

Looking back and seeing the plaque with the word "cornucopia", Zhou Yang felt awkward, thinking that his previous term was also the best, and he had to make a garbage station so tall. When my heart moved, I saw a fluctuation on the plaque, and then it was replaced by the golden words "garbage station".

With such a quaint plaque and vulgar gold font to write about the garbage station, it is estimated that there will be no second home on the whole earth.

Zhou Yang was amused in his heart, and once again started his thoughts, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, leaving only the puppet Jubao standing in place obediently, maintaining a respectful posture.

With a flash of silver light, Zhou Yang appeared steadily in a weedy and barren clearing.

With only a slight recognition, Zhou Yang recognized that this was the place where he was beaten by a group of thugs just now. It's just that now the group of thugs has long since disappeared, and they are probably frightened by their sudden disappearance. Only the clutter on the ground could tell what had just happened.

Although he didn't stay in the garbage station for a long time, Zhou Yang felt alienated like a world away. If it weren't for the fact that the injuries he had just been beaten by the gangsters had really healed, Zhou Yang would have almost thought that everything just now was a dream.

Now that I have returned to the real world, I feel that the words immortals, Haotian gods, and puppets are extremely unreal.

But when he thought of the arrogant and domineering village ruffians just now, Zhou Yang suddenly felt an evil fire rise in his heart. Anyone who is bullied for no reason will not feel good. Moreover, the small stall was destroyed, and the lost pebbles made him work in vain for two days.

Zhou Yang hatefully drew a circle in his heart and cursed them, then identified the direction and walked towards the school.

Chujiang University is a first-class university in China, located in the southern new area of Chujiang City, just adjacent to the Wulong Mountain Scenic Area. The distance between the two places is only three stops, and Zhou Yang walked for half an hour to reach the school.

All the way back to the dormitory, he found that the other three roommates had gone to the Internet café to play games, Zhou Yang happened to be happy, lying on the bed heavily, his thoughts were spinning rapidly, and he was processing the information he got today in his mind. By the way, think about how to make money with his garbage station, after all, for him now, the family conditions are not good, and solving economic problems is the first priority.

But after holding it for a long time, I have no clue, and it seems that the garbage station only has one purpose: to store things. Zhou Yang shook his head helplessly, got up and turned on the computer, as if to see if there were any part-time jobs near the school.

"Bang bang bang!"

The dormitory suddenly remembered the rough slamming of the door, and before Zhou Yang could ask, the door had been pushed open, and a tall and handsome boy outside said impatiently: "Is the member of the learning department of the School of Management here...... Hey, it's you!"

The handsome boy's eyes fell on Zhou Yang's face, he was stunned at first, and shouted coldly.

Not only him, but even Zhou Yang was stunned: "Bai Qiuyi, what are you doing here." ”

He is very familiar with this boy, and he believes that most of the people in the entire Chujiang University know him. Bai Qiuyi, a grass-level figure at the Conservatory of Music, a star student at Chujiang University, and the current boyfriend of Zhou Yang's ex-girlfriend, to be more precise, he snatched Zhou Yang's childhood sweetheart's girlfriend!