I Thought It Was Waste Paper, Used by the State to Suppress Weird Things

"Captain, the target lost a paper ingot that was folded from a spicy strip bag yesterday!" "Quick! Block the streets immediately and dispatch chemical defense troops to recover it! That is a rule-level taboo that can bribe the underworld and reverse yin and yang!" After Su Mu traveled through time, he found that as long as he was in a daze, his hands would uncontrollably poke out all kinds of underworld things. Because they were too ugly, he would throw a bunch of paper figures and rotten wood sculptures into the trash can in front of the store every day. What he didn't know was that the time he took out the trash every day was classified as "the highest-level national secret time" by the China Anomaly Bureau. The faceless paper man he threw casually single-handedly suppressed the city of S-class evil spirits; the ghost-drawing talisman draft he drew out of boredom was worshiped day and night by the Taoist ancestral court as a peerless heavenly book. In order to allow him to "produce" with peace of mind, the state directly bought the entire street. The old man who collected rags was a master of swordsmanship, and the boy who delivered the food was a master of Longhu Mountain. Even the native dog he raised was fed into a sacred beast of the country. One day, Su Mu finally couldn't help but complained online: "Is the competition for garbage collection so fierce now? Are you beaten to death every day just to grab my garbage?" The top bosses in the entire network wiped away their sweat at the same time: "As long as I can pick up a piece of scrap paper from Mr. Su, what kind of face do I need!"