Spy

It was a few hours after sun down. The streets of the Fortress City were now deserted save for a few patrols here and there. The fields beyond the walls were full of crops, if things worked out for the farmers then they'd have more than enough food in store for the winter months to come.

One was standing just outside the eastern wall that was undergoing rapid reconstruction thanks to his improved construction methods and devices. 

He had spent the last few days making tools and teaching the head workers how to operate said tools. 

It was tedious work but One pulled through. If he could handle an entire planet of machines, handling a few humans would be a piece of cake.

Or so he thought.

After interacting with the locals, he had come to the realization that may impede his plans.

Humans can actually think in magnitudes better than animals.

They complain, they get hurt, they feel pain, they have so many needs.