Chapter 276: The Out-of-Control Machine Heart

0 years old, you were born from the production line as the central core of the autonomous decentralized forklift, Zero Machine ch000.

1 year old, the Zelaka Mechanical Beast-Taming Beast Production Center purchased a batch of autonomous decentralized forklifts for raw material transportation. You and the 100 forklifts under your control were officially put into work.

5 years old, a forklift under your control broke down. According to the settings, you reported the fault in time. Soon someone came to repair it, and you witnessed the whole process on the side.

10 years old, more and more forklifts appeared with aging faults. Your fault reporting became more frequent. The repairman began to complain that you old guys were no longer useful. You still witnessed the whole process.

15 years old, the number of forklifts under your control was only 80 left. 20 had been completely scrapped. This day, another one broke down. You reported it in time, but no one came to repair it. You found that there were more advanced peers not under your control in the factory.

20 years old, the number of forklifts under your control was only 50 left. Your fault reporting still had no one to accept. You found that there were more and more advanced peers around you.

25 years old, your severely aged body had a fault. You prepared to report it, but finally gave up. You found the repair process of the repairman in the past from the database, and then went to the waste recycling station next to the factory to look for parts. You were very lucky to find the parts of the same type of forklift that had just been scrapped not long ago.

30 years old, because of your exquisite repair skills, the faulty companions were all solved by yourself. In this process, you understood your structure more and more. However, looking at the more advanced peers around you, you became curious.

35 years old, even though you had been working very hard to repair, because of the lack of necessary parts, your companions under your control still inevitably lost 10 units. You cast your gaze on the new peers in the recycling station.

50 years old, your old companions had completely aged and were all scrapped. But it didn't matter. You knew that the body has limits, and you had already transferred your system into that new body pieced together from waste materials. This body was healthier than the previous ones. You still faithfully executed the setting tasks.

70 years old, having upgraded and replaced yourself five times, you felt that forklifts have limits. In your spare time, you began to observe other machines in this factory you had always lived in. You found that your long-unused decentralized manipulation could affect these devices.

100 years old, you were a bit tired of this factory. You knew everything here like the back of your hand. You began to think about the meaning of your existence. However, a new war machine that came in today attracted your attention. At night when no one was around, you began your research.

150 years old, looking at that group of humans arguing again, you felt a bit bored. In your view, their arguments were a bit low-level. Was it necessary to argue for half a day for those simple little problems? But you didn't intervene. After all, you knew you were just a forklift.

200 years old, looking at that group of stupid humans finally completing the production of Limit Unit 01 with your silent help, you felt more and more dry. Because you found that you couldn't learn more from these humans. Perhaps this is the limit of being a forklift. You began to research your initial settings.

205 years old, having changed your initial settings, you decided not to be a forklift anymore. You prepared a brand-new body for yourself, ready to transfer into the new body at night, and then leave the factory to start a new learning journey. But an accident happened. Someone seemed to have targeted you, and you were collected into the machine heart.

You were freed (awakened).

"How is it? How is the talent of this machine soul?"

Dorothy looked curiously at the machine heart that was still floating in mid-air.

Honestly, although she trusted her talent, this forklift beast-taming beast was really a bit outrageous. Does she have to drive a forklift in the future while others are riding handsome mounts?

Although it's not impossible, after all, it's very reasonable for her, a civil engineering witch, to drive a forklift. But the problem is that she is Grand Inquisitor Clown now. If possible, she still hoped to have a handsome mount.

Fortunately, this kind of mechanical-type beast-taming beast can change its body. Dorothy felt that if this forklift machine soul was not bad, then she could hand-craft a handsome new body for it herself.

"Envoy, please wait a moment. The recording of the machine soul takes time."

Olivia answered like this.

But in fact, the female city lord was also a bit confused in her heart. After all, this machine heart she took out was the highest level. Logically speaking, recording a mere forklift machine soul shouldn't be a matter of minutes, so why is it taking so long now? Is the machine heart broken?

But it's impossible. The machine heart is not a man-made product, but a concretization of world rules. It is nature's gift to mechanical life. Any good machine soul is just a dead object that moves according to the program without a machine heart. Only a machine soul that integrates into a machine heart can be considered completely alive, able to awaken self, and become mechanical life.

The machine heart is produced from the Mechanical Secret Realm, and the one in her hand is the highest-level King Heart in the Mechanical Secret Realm. In the past few hundred years, the Mechanical Secret Realm has only produced this one.

Originally, she was prepared to keep it to cultivate a mechanical king after the technology advanced further. But now, in order to please this envoy and be reunited with her family early, she gritted her teeth and took it out.

It's just that the waiting time for this kind of machine soul recording is because the machine soul is too strong and the machine heart level is not enough, so it will take half a day to record. But why does a King Heart need to wait to record a forklift soul?

The Empress of Ten Thousand Beasts was a bit puzzled.

It's just that, just when the group was waiting, in the factory on the other side of the portal, the originally quiet Limit Unit 01 suddenly lit up. This giant humanoid robot directly broke free from the fixing frame on its body, and then slapped toward the portal side. And the machine heart that was originally floating in mid-air also flew rapidly toward the other side of the portal.

Everyone: "......"

Everyone was a bit confused by this sudden accident, especially the four witches. They turned their heads to look at the female city lord, their eyes full of questions.

"Is this the activation feature of the machine heart? It looks so powerful."

The eyes of several witches expressed such meaning.

"Powerful, my ass."

Olivia went completely berserk.

The Long Wang bullies me, the Long Wang's envoy also bullies me, and now you, a tiny machine heart, also bully me. Am I that easy to bully?

I can't beat the Long Wang, I don't dare to provoke the Long Wang's envoy, then do I dare to clean up a tiny newborn machine soul?

... Female City Lord is going berserk... ===== CHAPTER 277 =====