The others had all left with Natasha.
Jiang Yu crouched off to one side, eavesdropping on Clara and Svarog's conversation.
"Mr. Svarog, are you all right? Let me patch up your language module first..."
Svarog said, "...Evaluating... Language module functioning normally. Thank you, Clara."
"Has your memory module been damaged? Clara wants to help as much as she can, too."
"Beginning memory module search... Records from the Architects' mechanical era: intact; combat data from the defensive war: intact; records from the Geomarrow Trailblaze Team period: intact...
"Records of Clara creating a miniature magnetic-flow drill: intact; records of Clara explaining the human behavior of 'sleeping in': intact..."
As soon as that last part came out, Clara's little face turned red, and she hurriedly stopped him.
"S-so, the memory module should be fine?"
"Records related to Clara have been backed up. There is no need to worry."
"...Even the memories about sleeping in?"
"Multiple backups have been made. They can be retrieved at any time."
"Mr. Svarog, could I delete some of them..."
"Request denied. Memories related to Clara are all important data and must be preserved in full. To Svarog, these are family memories."
"...Clara understands." Although she was still very embarrassed, Svarog's answer undoubtedly filled the girl's heart with joy. "Mr. Svarog, I'd also like to check your other modules... Please turn around a little."
Jiang Yu recorded this on his phone, then sent it to the Astral Express Family group chat and tagged Old Yang.
"Uncle Yang, the robots here have already begun to grasp the concept of emotion. When do you think they'll independently break through the technological singularity, evolve to a higher level of life, and become true Intellitron life-forms?"
Much to his surprise, Old Yang, who had never been inclined to reply when Jiang Yu sent