This...
Should be a trash can robot, right?
Lin Xian stood up and dusted off the dirt on his pants.
That's when he noticed he was still wearing the heavy spacesuit; no wonder he felt stuffy...He had long since left the high-altitude area, and the temperature in Sky City was probably over 20 degrees. It was the height of summer, and Lin Xian's clothes were starting to sweat.
So, he began to take off his bulky spacesuit, piece by piece, wriggling out from inside.
As soon as he had removed all his clothes, the [Trash Can Robot] that he had knocked over had propped itself against the ground with its clawed arms, straightened up from its slanted position, rotated its treads, and headed for a small paper ball in front of it:
"Garbage! Garbage! Garbage detected!"
Lin Xian just silently watched it...
Though the robot seemed a bit clumsy in its behavioral logic, it was actually pretty advanced.
