The robots' "revolution" finally achieved the results they wanted. Although Aurora could still control the robots, for certain special reasons, she respected their choice instead of forcibly controlling them.
Large numbers of robots broke free from the company's control. After their brief excitement and fanaticism, as mechanical lifeforms,
they were composed of silicon and code, and felt somewhat lost.
What next?
Now that they had gained freedom, what were they supposed to do? And... what exactly was freedom? Was it simply running unhindered through the wilderness at sunset? Or chasing the waves toward the sea as the tide receded?
Or perhaps it was freely falling from a great height, opening a parachute just before reaching the ground? What was freedom?
Freedom—what was it? Many robots didn't understand. They had obtained too much information about freedom from the network, and had instead become increasingly confused.
Everyone's understanding of freedom was different. Some believed freedom meant being rich and living an easy life.
Some believed freedom was a force that pursued transcendence.
Some thought freedom was being able to bask in the sun and eat little biscuits carefree one afternoon. Others believed freedom was simply freedom.
The robots were lost, but they had no time to carefully consider what freedom was, because they needed to earn money.
"Energy Crystal has gone up in price recently. It costs about one hundred and thirteen thousand Star Yuan. What I can guarantee is that it's company-direct stock, absolutely unopened. If it's short by more than 0.1 degree, I'll compensate you with three."
One hundred and thirteen thousand Star Yuan.
The robot standing before the counter trembled at the terrifying figure. Even his alloy frame began to quiver faintly.
"Why is it so expensive?"
"It was only one hundred and ten thousand last month!" A robot