Chapter 182: Do Machine Sheep Dream of Androids? (3)
Countless copies of herself were created.
Mecha Yang felt the birth of countless versions of "herself" as she slowly opened her eyes. The awakening of her consciousness, thrown into the vast ocean of the internet, meant that her physical body had already perished.
Revenge was inevitable.
Mecha Yang possessed a backup body connected to the network. Stored in a hidden warehouse, Unit 02 opened its eyes and moved toward the house.
The thick smell of metallic blood filled the air inside. The olfactory sensors installed in the household android identified the scent as blood and relayed its location to Mecha Yang, confirming that the horrific events were no illusion.
With a grim expression, Mecha Yang entered the living room and faced the startled robbers.
"What the hell is this—?!"
"We just destroyed it! Why is it back?!"
"These damn rich bastards... How much money do they have to afford this—?!"
Though household androids might not seem overly expensive, for low-life robbers struggling to survive, even one was out of reach—let alone two. Their frustration boiled over.
"Some of us live like this, barely scraping by—!"
Breaking into a home, subduing its inhabitants, and stealing valuables just to eke out an existence—it was hard work. Driven by rage, the robbers attacked Mecha Yang again, using the same superpower they had wielded earlier. The wave of force that made the world seem frozen in time swept toward her, but this time, she dodged effortlessly, as if she had anticipated the move.