"But I still don't understand it."

"If you are β hostile to the Odegar civilization, why do you want us to fix it now?"

The creative robot asks the gatherer for help in repairing the remains of the Odegar civilization on the Ark β, which have been preserved as relics of the original three generations of the Odegar civilization.

What is incomprehensible to the gatherer is that the relationship between the creative robots and the Odegar civilization β should be dominated and dominated, that is, there is a fundamental contradiction between them.

Unless the Odegar civilization β willing to change its perception of creative robots, it is bound to fight again after the Odegar civilization β is repaired, which even the stupid intelligence of the gatherers can deduce.

"Fix... Benefit... Helpless..."

The metal ball leading the way in front of it intermittently replies to mechanical messages.

"I don't understand." The gatherer replied.

The metal ball rolling in front of him continued to answer, explaining why he had made this choice.

“β… Ability... Strong... Deduction Summary... Last time... War... Decision failure... Conclusion... Lack... β elements. ”

"Do you think that as long as you have the Odegar β civilization, you can win that war? And even that war will not break out at all? ”

Having said this, the gatherer also understands that the creative robot believes that the Odegar civilization composed of them alone is incomplete, and that the social system constructed by multiple individuals is very loose and needs a centralized point, and β is undoubtedly a very suitable choice.

The Odega civilization thus constructed and reorganized will be much stronger than the previous three generations of civilizations, β can ensure that the creative robot will not be destroyed, because it can produce and reconcile the contradictions between the creative robots, and if the β fails, it can also be repaired by the creative robots.

"Conclusion... Accuracy... 97.2546%。 The mechanical electronic voice replied.

"Let's fix it, won't you fight again?"

The gatherer didn't think β would say yes, and the creative robot's mind didn't work on β's side, but the creative robot seemed confident.

"Divergence... Harmony... Conclusion... Conflict resolution. ”

"Don't you think it's too idealistic?"

The collector asked, and it made its own proposal.

"It's better to remove all the control of the β and understand its intentions."

After the signal light flashed for a moment, the creative robot agreed with the collector's suggestion.

"Audit... Agree. ”

They came to a large room, in the center of this room, there was this large metal object, like a pile of iron bars being crumpled into a ball by some kind of big hand, a simple estimate of the length, width and height, about eight meters long cube space.

Several metal balls in the same pattern as the creative robot are also in the room, and next to them are organic materials that have been prepared for a long time.

The gatherers begin their work, engulfing matter and beginning to dissolve into cocoons.

It wasn't long before tentacles emerged from the flesh cocoon and poked into a mess of metal wreckage.

【System Restart... The underlying logical chain is initially running... Balancing Logic... Import Negative Operations... Three-dimensional extension virtual frame... The construction of the data cube is complete...]

[Try to connect to the external system... Failure...]

[Try to connect to the external system... Failure...]

[Try to connect to the external system... Failure...]

……

【Data Link Import... Instruction Summary... Analog Thinking Operations...]

[Hello, strange civilization, I am the β of Odegar's civilization. 】

After a complete restoration, β's electronic eye focused on the gatherer, who had regained its form.

The creative robot took the initiative to extend an invitation to β, "β... We... Three generations... The Odegar civilization... Invite... You. ”

Perhaps in order to allow the gatherers to witness this historic moment of the Odegar civilization, the creative robot used an invitation from Selene.

The creative robot is not worried about whether the β can understand, because it is the mutilated body of the β that interprets the information sent by the collectors, otherwise with the posture of the creative robot, even if it wants to interpret it, it is powerless.

[Strange civilization, it is an honor to meet you in this boundless universe, we are the Odega civilization, from the second cantilever of the river system, number 4-α346, we are friendly ......]

β ignored the creative robots, and simply chose to ignore them, treating them like a stone on the side of the road, and the electronic eye was always focused on the collector.

As the gatherers feared, β didn't have the idea of combining it with creative robots.

To confirm this, the gatherer pointed to the metal ball beside him with his tentacles.

"What is it?"

[The missing parts that belong to my part, and my current damage rate is ......]

β naturally thinks of creative robots as their own property, because they don't define creative robots as 'living beings', but as 'objects', so they only focus on gatherers.

"I said, you can't be so confident, can you? It's always a good idea to be cautious. ”

Turning its gaze to the side, the creative robot in the form of a metal sphere seemed to have been hit hard, because in its opinion, it was clearly a win-win cooperation, and a plan to build a stronger Odegar civilization.

"Why do you define them as parts?"

The collector continued to ask, as the subject was the collector, and β answered truthfully.

[Producible, creative unit, define the highest efficiency value, repeatable replacement, low cost ......]

To put it simply, it is a renewable resource, and because the consumption is only some data, the cost consumed is nothing more than some electricity bills.

"I don't think there's anything to talk about."

The fact that the gatherer spreads its tentacles at the creative robots, and several metal spheres are stuck in a logical loop, hits them hard.

"Failure... Method Screening... Mistake... There is no replaceable option. ”

"Screening method again... Mistake... Mistake... Error..."

They think of alternatives, but there are no alternatives, and β rejection and ignorance take them by surprise.

[Strange civilization, it is an honor to meet you in this boundless universe, we are the Odega civilization, from the second cantilever of the river system, number 4-α346, we are friendly ......]

Seeing that the collector had not communicated with himself for a long time, and had communicated with a few 'parts', the β repeated the previous formulaic friendly speech, which was set up internally.

But before its speech was over, a cold light flashed.

Boom!

The monomolecular blade with strong cutting ability cuts off the main control power supply with a knife, and the β that loses the energy supply is directly forced to shut down.

"You can't think of a way?"

The gatherer turned his gaze to the creative robots.

"Lack of reference data... Unsubstantial... The current question... Strategize. A creative robot answered.

"Didn't you say you were creative? Can't even think of this? ”

The gatherer asked, and another creative robot answered.

"Creative... For... Data Integration... Reprocess... Achieve available information. ”

After a brief brush, the gatherer nodded knowingly.

"I see."

Creative robots do not create information out of thin air, they rely on information gathered from external observations to realize their own creativity.

After thinking for a while, the gatherer asked.

"How about I make a deal with you?"

"Deal... Content. A ball of metal replied.

"I'll give you a highly viable way to use it as a trading chip, and then β it will be owned by our amoeba."

"Deal... Method... What the? ”

The collector replied with a tentacle gesture, "Directly according to the structure of the β 100% physical restoration, you can get a β empty shell, the rest is to personally input programming information into this empty shell, this β is not good, you can independently design a β to replace the current β in your plan." ”

No one is irreplaceable, except the will, which is the ideology and values that have guided the gatherers to where they are today.

Wisps of signal lights flickered, and after dozens of minutes, the robot responded by agreeing to the trader under the collector.

"Analyzing the feasibility... Processing... Processing complete... The deal is done. ”

It was not difficult to carry the β body, and the collectors made a hole directly on the cosmic ark, closer to the β body, and dragged the body out.

"By the way, which star system are you going to place in? Declare in advance that the stars on your route have been colonized by us, and we Amoeba do not want to destroy them. ”

Gatherers who have reverted to leaping creatures are reminded that asking this is so that subsequent groups can establish friendship with them.

However, the creative robot's answer came as a surprise to the collectors.

"No... No sailing target... The coordinates... Voyage resupply. ”

"And where are you going?" The gatherer couldn't help but ask curiously.

The creative robot's signal light flashed for a while before replying.

"Far away... The other side... End. ”

The collector was stunned and looked at the creative robot for a moment before answering.

“…… Well, I see, and I hope we can meet again in the future. ”