Violent Slaughter

"Let's go, come with me!" Han said with Yuan Yuan in his arms.

"Do you want to call the gang?"

"Gang?"

Han looked at the direction which Yuan Yuan's little arm was pointing. He saw dozens of humble-looking robots quietly popped out their heads and look his way.

The intelligence of robots with logic chips was very low, the equivalent of teenage children. When Old Mo was there, they listened to him. When he wasn't, they listened to Yuan Yuan.

Earlier, Yuan Yuan told those robots to go behind the hills outside of the ship to hide and they really did, afraid to leave even half a step.

To some extent, the robots and the Demon Claw were very alike, all man-made and loyal to mankind.

"Let them wait here. If they are of your level of intelligence, maybe they can help. But right now, you are enough."

Shua~