Dragon Gate Flying Feather Clan, Aced!

When Han saw 9527, he discovered there was a little child with a square face and forehead following him.

Han was dazed, he had almost forgotten. When they went to the Wall of Sorrow, 9527 had picked up a child from the other side across the Wall of Sorrow. The kid looked different from everybody. He had a square head, square nose, square mouth, square ears, and looked strong and cute.

9527 was playing with the kid. He was trying to make him speak but the child only stared at him and refused to open his lips. He did not react to the earnest instructions of 9527.

"He might be stupid." 9527 shrugged and said to Han, "I have sent the blueprint you asked me to deliver to Long Chuan. No one noticed me. But is it really okay to handover the Death Star to the robots?"

"After all, our understanding of robots is very limited. We cannot even replicate their logic chips or understand how artificial intelligence works. If your robot army betrays us, that would be devastating."