"I guess some of the people who built that facility were thinking <."

Jin muttered with a frown when he heard the report.

Then the old man also probes further underground of the underground facility with a <> and makes a report.

.

"100 meters. Is it a shelter type facility?"

<

"White hair?　Not blue?"

<

Is it an automaton of a different concept?

<

Jin thought about the old man's explanation in his own way.

"Does that mean that they are just waiting to see what happens?"

If that is the case, there is a possibility that our magical brain is more intelligent than <>," Jin said, feeling more alarmed.

"So, any other moves?"

"That's good, since there are no humans in there. ...... What about the air?"

If the air has not been ventilated for hundreds of years, there is a good chance that the oxygen is gone.

More than that, it could have been filled with nitrogen for long-term preservation of the facility.

>291 reports that it is normal.

"I see."

"Yes, I guess so."

Jin and the others decided to wait and see what the magic brain would come up with.

* * * * * *

In the basement of the <>, Yumie and Vera were discussing with the <>.

"The old man has instructed me to keep an eye on things for a while longer.

I understand.

"Yes, sir."

It was time to wait ......, but not for long.

Through the open bulkhead, a <> golem came up from the <>.

The golem opened its mouth.

"Hmm?　A ...... golem. And the blue-haired automata,...... what the hell happened to it?"

It seemed that they could talk to this golem, the > felt. So <291 decided to speak on their behalf.

"This is the golem that belongs to the facility further underground than here, isn't it?"

That's right.

You want to know what's going on?

Yes, I do. It would be quicker if you could tell me.

From his reply, you can see that he is far more conversant with the situation than the golems under his command.

"Okay. Do you want voice?　Or do you prefer to communicate?

I don't want to take up too much of your time. I don't want to take up too much of your time.

"Okay."

And so, <> 291 decides on the frequency of the magic wave to communicate with the general-purpose golem.

"As low a frequency as possible, please."

"Why is that?"

"To avoid interference. I don't doubt you, but I don't trust you either.

It seems that high frequency magic waves are mixed with some brainwashing and suggestion effects .......

"I can see that. How about ...... for ......《this much》?"

"Yes, just right."

So, using a much lower frequency bandwidth, he explains the current situation<>291.

Even though it is a low frequency, I can finish explaining the situation in one second.

It's called ....... You understand?

Mm-hmm. I find that ...... hard to believe.

But it's true.

Thank you. I think I'll go back and report this to the magic brain.

With these words, the general-purpose golem returns the way it came.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Jin, Lao-kun, Reiko and others were also observing the situation.

"What do you think, My Lord?"

"You think so too?"

I think so too.

Reiko too. I wonder what kind of relationship you have with ......?"

The trigger for this must have been the cessation of the magical brain, the old man guessed.

"I see. ....... But <> or ......?"

"Is something the matter, father?"

"No, I know a guy named <>. ......

<

"Yes, yes. Maybe you know Kachea too. ......"

Jin secretly thought that if he were to remodel her after she was incapacitated, he would give her a different name.

* * *

And <<>.

<

"I don't know if it's 100% reliable, but it's a good reference.

"What do you think?"

<

A white-haired automata.

Its physical ability is about one and a half times that of a human, and there is no guarantee that it can cope with any unforeseen circumstances.

However, based on the information we have just obtained, we have determined that this < will not be attacked and destroyed out of the blue.

We decided to escort the general-purpose golem that we had just brought back with the information, and send two of them out to investigate the outside world.

"I have a proposal.

The generic golem spoke up.

"Yes. How about we offer one of the automata or golems at ......<> to show us the way?

"That's what I'm thinking.

Yes, sir.

And then the two of them began to move, heading up the passageway to the top.