Your Sweeping Robot Blew up the Human Planet

Block 7, outer city. A recycling bin located at the end of the street was deserted. There were several mud-stained leaflets scattered on the ground. We recycle old newspapers, old furniture, old robots, old electronic technology products, radioactive pollutants, old energy batteries... We collect everything at a high price. Welcome to ask for price. On the street, a gorgeously dressed girl ran toward the store with a nervous and fearful expression, rushed into the store, and shouted into the store. "It's not good, it's not good." "What are you doing? Didn't you see me taking a nap?" The man lying on the lounge chair in the room said with some annoyance, "Boss! Run for your life, the mechanical god is out of control!" On the horizon, a terrifying shadow rises from the ground not far away, huge roars continue, and everything seems to be being destroyed. "Huh? What, the mechanical god needs me to recycle it?" The shop owner stood up instantly and rushed outside the house. An hour later. Countless huge mechanical parts fill the recycling bin. The girl was stunned. The shop owner was beaming with joy. "Get rich!"