Night Talk at the Farm

After saying goodbye to the producers, we sent the others off to a hot spring inn in town.

By the time we returned to the farm, it was already past midnight.

The moment I entered the lounge and slid open the paper door, I saw Zepp in the middle of the crowd, waving his arms around as he talked animatedly about something.

"Still not asleep?"

"Robots really are fascinating, after all."

After answering like that, the assistant farm manager clapped his hands again.

"With robots, everyone will have it a lot easier in the future—"

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I did not particularly enjoy showing off what I knew, but to avoid the disappointment that came with excessive expectations, I had no choice but to speak up.

"That is true... but the model we ordered can currently only handle the simplest tasks, such as patrolling the farm boundaries,

inspecting and repairing fences, and clearing poisonous weeds from the pastures."

"That's already more than enough~"

The one who said that while lazily raising a hand from where she lay sprawled across the low table was Kikuchi.

"Exactly! Especially the poisonous weeds. Every time we finish clearing them out, my back aches horribly the next day!"

Rachel Ho, seated beside her in the same posture, added her own complaint.

"I have to say, technology really is convenient."

"A few years ago, I never would have imagined robots could do this much."

"But if they keep developing, we might all lose our jobs sooner or later." Takahashi obligingly tossed in a quip.

Still, at least that was nothing to worry about.

Unless the JRA approved robot jockeys, the role humans played throughout every stage of the racing industry would remain irreplaceable.

"For the future of Japanese racing, maybe the JRA will actually put an AI Yutaka