Chapter 1185: The City Of Robots

Chapter 1185: The City Of Robots

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The day and night cycle were synchronized with the dungeon, so once the night came, we decided to set out tents around the island with our new slime and robot friends. The robots, after receiving a whole new map the child robots mapped for them through their interconnected network of information hosted by their "Wi-Fi Tree" as Alice called it, started building houses for themselves with all the metal scrap I brought for them.

We literally emptied all the caverns down below, leaving no treasure untaken, so there were millions of metal pieces for them to handle and shape with their abilities. I quickly realized these robots were rather good at handling all kinds of metals, metallurgy experts! Above all, they were also very good at the construction of all matter of things, from houses to many tools.

In fact, in these few hours since their arrival, and with some of our aid in terms of materials and magic, they already built for themselves a Smithy, where fiery flames burned the metals into new, and cleaner, gigantic ingots that they'll process into new pieces later.

They also decided that metal alone wouldn't do anymore, so after asking me again, I happily grew a lot of wood for them with my Nature Magic and Yggdra and Naturia's help. Like that, they were already done with four houses, very quick! And the houses looked very homely and nice, with windows without glass for now, functioning doors, nice roofs, and comfortable interiors.

They already finished building a second smithy when we started eating dinner, and were not really stopping, now that they had the peace of this island and all the metal and materials they wanted, they let themselves go all-out and experiment all kinds of things.

"We apologize for the noise. Once you go to sleep. We will stop working. To not make noise." The chief apologized.

"Thank you for being so considerate." My mother smiled. "But don't worry, keep working if you want. We can set up barriers that isolate sounds and vibrations, so we can sleep without noise anyways."

"Yeah, yeah, relax." My father nodded. "Arafunn can help in that regard, right pal?"

"Hm? Ah, I guess so?" Arafunn wondered as he was reading a novella he had brought with himself. "Quite the amusing little guys you all are! I kind of like you robots, hardworking and cute. Making the perfect male in your little metallic bodies. I suppose it is hard to find a good- looking man that possess both of such qualities."

As I chatted with Alice through telepathy, the Chief Robot continued talking with mom and dad.

"Thank you. My people. Very excited. They have materials. They have resources. They now have time. And no fear of big Scrap King. Now, they can begin working. We can make things. It is fun. It can help us develop cognitive abilities. And also. We can develop our imagination. Something very important. So we can further improve. Our intelligence." He said.

"Hmm, this could be an unexpected business opportunity." My mother wondered. "In the near future, would you be willing to make some commission works? Of course we'll pay you with money... or more resources, whatever you want as payment."

"Commission. Work?" The Chief Robot wondered. "Ah, new concept. We don't know. What that is. But assuming it through. The database. I can guess... Being paid to do something we like? Interesting. We have not thought about that at all. If we could secure materials and oil. Like that, things might be better. For everyone. We work doing what we love. We develop. And we also get paid. And help Sylphy and her friends and family. Very good deal."

"Well, no rush, just think about it for now." My mother giggled. "Anyways, let's enjoy the meal, everyone! Oh right, what oil do you guys consume?"

"It is an oil. We synthetize ourselves. Almost anything that is organic. Can work. It helps us keep moving. Our internal motor systems. If we get too rusty. Sometimes we can't move, our bodies paralyzed." The chief explained.

"Hmm..." I nodded. "Nephilim, can't we fix everyone like we did with the little girl?"

"Yes, we could fix them and give them some nice luster." Nephilim was already thinking about that. "But you're such good crafters, I was wondering why you couldn't fix yourselves." "We can make things of many shapes and invent new things. However. It is very hard to modify one another. We are afraid. Afraid we could hurt one another. And then we won't be able to turn the damage back." The Chief Robot lamented. "We are afraid. So we can't gather experience. Carcasses of friends. Considered sacred by most. We can't use them to experiment either. However. If we could learn from your techniques. Maybe we can memorize it. Store it inside the data banks. Share it with everyone. Everyone becomes good at fixing."

"Hmm, I suppose we can do that, yeah!" I nodded.

Robots were sure flexible, as long as one learns, everyone else can learn too.