The two Machine Servants then switched to individual intelligence.
Great Mother left.
They quickly went about their own tasks.
The two Machine Servants were extremely diligent.
They cooked for them, planted flowers, and changed the water in the swimming pool.
In short, the two robots handled every household chore.
When the thirteen saw this, they were all dumbfounded.
"Damn, if I'd had a life this good before, I really could've been a First Young Master."
"Even in the technological age, I never imagined such a good life."
"I never expected that after coming to this apocalyptic Robot World, we'd end up with such a good life instead."
Just as everyone was marveling at it all,
not long afterward,
there was a knock on their door.
Some people from next door had come to visit them.
They even carried gifts—some delicious pastries and roast chicken...
They seemed very straightforward.
They had not brought any random flowers or other nonsense.
All thirteen were delighted.
"Hello. Welcome here."
"There are fewer and fewer natural humans now. Let's be friends. We may be the last surviving humans." The visitors spoke warmly.
Of the thirteen, the ten bold fools were very happy.
The three interviewers were also pleased.
They could tell at a glance that the visitors were sincere.
There were six people who had come to visit them.
All of them lived in this Desert Oasis.
Two of them were the people who had fled earlier.
"Could it be that there are only six of you here?"
"Yes. Perhaps there are only nineteen of us left in the whole world." The leader of the six, a middle-aged man, sighed.
"Huh?" Everyone was shocked.
Well then. They had come to a world where thirteen people made up the overwhelming majority of humanity.
Of course, they