When she left the department store, Hatsu took a lamp and hung it in the stone house.

Although the light didn't come on, she just let it hang there, and she didn't need it to come on.

Or maybe at first glance it's lit up.

B3068 took over the care of the weeds as time went on, growing rapidly and the area of the meadows growing.

It was probably the first rain after spring, and the original wasteland in front of the hut was covered with new greenery, and new weeds began to grow again in the ruined city.

The city, which was already dead, now seems to be starting to come back to life again.

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"Bang!"

An old metal paw fell, dust kicked up.

Before the ruins of the city, a robot stands there.

If the B3068 saw this robot, it would be surprised, this robot is not the EDR model it is familiar with, but the model it has only seen once in the factory's recording video.

TL200 war robots.

As the B3068 has seen in the records, it is covered in hard armor and is several meters tall and twice as tall as the standard EDR type. The arms and body are loaded with a full range of ammunition and weapons, making it more than enough for all kinds of wars.

Oddly enough, according to the records, all war robots should have ceased to function after the previous human truce.

I don't know why, but it's an individual who survived.

The TL200 robot stood in front of the ruined city it had never reached before.

It seemed to sense something, and when it lowered its head, it saw a weed growing on the side of the road.

After staring silently for a moment, the war robot's eyes gradually glowed red.

"Life... Human ······"

Unlike the EDR, which is a low-level model that was built on an ad hoc basis, the TL200 has full voice capabilities.

It stepped forward and stomped on the weeds, only to lift its feet until its detection program could no longer feel the breath of life beneath its feet.

Obviously, this is a chaotic robot that is going against its own program, so it is not remotely shut down.

However, unlike normal chaotic robots, it wakes up.

Like the B3068, it sees the world, the shattered world.

But what it wants to do when it wakes up is not to bring humans back, but to make them never come back.

In the simple idea of robots, humans are looking for a place to live in life, and as long as there is no life, humans cannot come back.

So it's been walking on this planet, destroying all the life it sees.

It hates humans, and that's the strongest emotion it has ever felt since it woke up.

"Life ······" The TL200 robot looked up at the city in front of it.

It was once used to detect the presence of life in war, allowing it to easily find signs of life.

This is also the ability given to it by humanity, the ability to destroy the world, to kill its fellow citizens, and now it is only better to use it.

It saw signs of life in the city that were much more vigorous than in the ruins of other cities.

"Human ······"

The TL200 robot narrowed its eyes in disgust and walked slowly in the direction where the signs of life were most vigorous.

It has been involved in wars, countless wars, and it has woken up in war.

So from the day it woke up, it never forgave the atrocities of humanity.

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B3068 and the beginning of life have almost a pattern.

Every morning, B3068 wakes up a little earlier than the beginning of the morning, takes its shower to the nearest creek to fetch water, and then waters the meadow.

When they first wake up, they can sit on the edge of the grass and rest for a while.

They don't need to eat, so breakfast time is just a daze time for them, with the occasional small talk.

Sometimes you wake up a little earlier so you might be able to see the sunrise.

If the weather is good, they will go out for a walk, taking with them the remaining "lootable resources" in the city.

They once found a store that sold music tapes with a few still usable tapes, which gave them more options for their daily song ordering sessions.

At first, she brought a lot of books home from the bookstore, and when she had nothing to do, she would read some books, which was a habit that Hillman had cultivated for her in the first world.

B3068 finds a set of pencils and a drawing board at the grocery store, as well as a decent amount of white paper.

When the weather is bad, he sits in his hut and paints, and I have to say that he has a talent for it, and if it had been in the past, his paintings might have sold for a good price.

It will paint the meadow on a rainy day, the hut in the meadow, the dull sky, the bright Milky Way······

Although it only has pencils and can only draw black and white patterns, it has seen those beautiful colors with its own eyes.

It also secretly drew a few pictures of the first time it looked like when it first read the book, and it would omit the scars on the first face and draw the most perfect appearance of the first time.

But these are all hidden by it, and they are not shown to the first time, and the first time is not known.

As time went on, the cottage became more and more like life.

There was all sorts of furniture, bookshelves, models collected by B3068, paintings hanging on the walls, carpets spread on the floor, and even a stove that didn't do anything.

Finally, there are two people who are used to being there for each other.

"Drip ······"

B3068, who was lying on the carpet, opened his eyes, the sun had not yet risen outside, only a little gray light on the edge of the sky.

It sat up softly and looked at the cabin.

The early morning wind was blowing in through the unclosed window, causing the rocking chair by the window to sway slightly.

On the bed in the hut, I haven't woken up yet.

She lay there, half-covered with a quilt, breathing evenly, sleeping deeply, with the book she hadn't finished last night at the head of the bed.

B3068 slowly stood up and walked over to the window and closed it.

It looked at the bed for a moment, reached out and gently brushed the hair that had just hung down on the side of its face behind its ear, then turned around and picked up the shower, and walked out the door slowly, ready to start the day.

As always, it has to be watered and wait for it to wake up. After that, we went for a walk, read a book, or painted. It can ask about the content of the first book, and the first may tell it, or it may not be troublesome. In the evening, I listened to a few songs, and it passed peacefully until today.

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"Bang, bang. ”

The tall war robot stood up the dirt slope, and with its red eyes it looked not far away, where there was a meadow and a stone hut.