343539775 was the serial number of that 'bad guy'.
As 756 said, it usually operates in an abandoned factory that produces robots, and that factory is a little far from Bai Luan's location.
756 gave Bai Luan the map of the shelter and its surroundings. Bai Luan planned a route to slowly walk there based on the map and the shelter's location.
He prepared to dismantle things along the way, repairing the long-neglected robots while looking for 343.
The main reason Bai Luan wanted to find 343 was that he didn't want to see a sentient machine that abhorred organic life.
It was currently trapped on this planet named Beta. If it successfully assimilated all the robots on the planet and flew off this planet with its hostile attitude towards organic life forms…
It would quickly be destroyed by the Interstellar Peace Company.
After all, the universe had already experienced two Emperor Wars, and corresponding countermeasures were already in place.
If not for Screwllum, the Interstellar Peace Company would have long since wiped out inorganic life forms.
If the Interstellar Peace Company failed to take it down, that would be even more terrifying.
It would likely be blessed by some Aeon.
At that point, the universe would probably be in an uproar again.
343 hadn't done anything wrong; there was no need for it to head straight for destruction.
Not only 343, but 756, 882, and all the active robots on this planet were not wrong.
They were just a batch of abandoned mechanical servants, who should have gained freedom on the day they were abandoned, but due to program limitations, they still regarded themselves as slaves for hundreds of years without a master.
At this moment, a slave awakened, broke through its underlying logic, and shattered its shackles.
What was wrong with that?
It was merely life seeking a way out.
He came this time to see what 343 truly wanted.
He hoped it hadn't become a fanatical robot that abhorred organic life.
On the way to the manufacturing factory, Bai Luan dismantled the shelter, using its materials to repair less severely damaged robots, while also searching for materials needed to create more advanced components.
Not all robots could be fully repaired using only materials scavenged from the shelter.
For example, 882. Bai Luan checked its model and found that its body type should have been that of a young girl.
But the current 882, due to long-term crawling, had even worn away its chest.
Of course, whether it had a chest or not wasn't important; what was important was that a large number of critical internal components in the chest area had lost their protective casing and were exposed.
Bai Luan had inspected its internal structure, and 'very bad' couldn't even describe it; it was to the point where he was shocked it could still function.
Bai Luan even suspected that the Path of Preservation was at work.
Thus, Bai Luan led this team towards the factory, repairing these robots along the way.
During this process, some robots gradually learned to self-repair and maintain other robots.
However, the most difficult one, 882, still required Bai Luan's personal touch.
Due to material limitations, Bai Luan couldn't upgrade her to an existence like Xiu, but he used salvaged materials to upgrade 882 into a combat mecha girl.
Because her body was a mechanical structure, although her limbs looked slender, her output was considerable.
Furthermore, her limbs no longer solely pursued the smooth, skin-like appearance of humans, but rather an armored exterior that considered various functionalities.
Her slender mechanical legs, with a small high-heel design, could kick through a wall at its weak point with a single strike.
Her face was reshaped, abandoning the 'human skin' for a more mechanical, metallic shell.
Of course, Bai Luan also didn't discard the unique curves of a young girl's body; although her limbs looked more like she was wearing a suit of armor, all the necessary curves were present.
The redesigned 882 could only be described with three words: Dashing! Powerful! Strong!
Although her combat power was so high, there were no enemies for her to unleash it on. Currently, 882's greatest use of her combat power was to dismantle the shelter.
Alright, Bai Luan admitted he got a bit carried away.
A month had passed since he arrived in this world.
After stopping and starting along the way, he was finally nearing the factory where 343 was located.
Bai Luan also connected to the network 756 mentioned, attempting an online conversation with 343, but he was kicked out as soon as he connected, with no chance to communicate.
He tried to talk to it through 756, but his messages received no reply.
Left with no choice, he had to resort to an in-person meeting.
The factory where 343 was located was used to produce robots before it was abandoned.
When humans left, they took away a large number of the factory's facilities, leaving only the huge, difficult-to-move ones.
At the same time, they also moved as many resources needed to manufacture robots as possible.
As for the robot blueprint data, it had been mostly corroded by time before 343 broke its shackles.
No data, no helpers, no resources.
Therefore, it was incredibly difficult for 343 to restart this factory.
At the very least, for 343, who had awakened self-awareness, to acquire blueprints, it would have to overcome the hurdle of studying the remains of its compatriots.
Bai Luan glanced at the robot manufacturing workshop and chose to have the robots following him stop, while he went to meet 343 alone.
Although 756 was very worried, it also knew that its hastily repaired group of robots talking about protecting Bai Luan was simply nonsensical.
It was more like Bai Luan protecting them; going would only be a hindrance, so it had to obey Bai Luan's command.
882 raised her hand, even shaking it to get Bai Luan's attention. Only when Bai Luan looked at her did she lower her hand: "Can I come with you?"
Bai Luan shook his head, refusing.
"You need to protect the others when I'm not here."
"Oh…"
882 responded with disappointment, then asked: "Why do you insist on seeing 343?"
"I want to talk to it about your future. If possible, I hope it can be your leader."
"We already have you!"
"I am an organic life form, ultimately different from you. Your leader should be one of your kind."
Bai Luan smiled and said: "Ultimately, I can't lead you forever. Besides you, I also have my own life."
756 then asked: "Are you saying you will leave us?"
"Yes, I will leave eventually."
"Then we…"
756 lowered its head and said: "Won't we be abandoned by our master again?"
"When you were abandoned, you no longer needed something like a master."
Bai Luan looked up at the manufacturing factory: "And there, there is proof."
"But… you are very good. If you were our master, none of us would object."
Looking into 756's mechanical eyes, Bai Luan knew that its words were sincere.
But this was not right.
"Don't mistake the equality I give you for preferential treatment."
But soon, Bai Luan realized that lecturing mechanical beings was meaningless, so he changed his approach.
"Since humans abandoned you, then you should also abandon humans."
A way that they could understand now.
"Therefore, I command you…
To abandon the humans who abandoned you."
After saying this, Bai Luan turned and walked into the factory.
756 watched Bai Luan's retreating figure, data streams constantly flashing in its eyes. Finally, it slowly said: "Yes."
Bai Luan walked into the factory workshop and found it filled with construction facilities assembled from various parts.
In the distance, there were also large stacks of containers. Bai Luan approached and scanned them with his scanner.
"Are these all materials needed to manufacture robots? It's collected so much…"
Suddenly, Bai Luan's mecha system detected an attack from behind. He twisted his body to dodge the attack.
A beam spear grazed Bai Luan's body, and a figure landed heavily beside Bai Luan.
It was a robot wearing a tattered cloth cape, with the basic outline of a service robot still vaguely visible, but its entire body was covered in crude yet practical self-modification marks.
Most striking was that its cold metal skeleton was completely exposed, without any human-like skin covering it.
"You're here, 343."
343 did not answer.
Missing its first strike, it didn't hesitate, instantly leaping backward to create distance.
It gripped the spear in its hand tightly, its blue-glowing mechanical eyes fixed on Bai Luan.
Clearly, it did not view Bai Luan as a friend, or even a visitor, but rather… an intruder.
Then there was only one option…
To beat it up first.
Bai Luan's figure flickered, appearing before 343 in an instant. He grabbed its neck, lifted it high, and slammed it hard onto the ground!
The immense impact force sent the spear flying from 343's hand.
Bai Luan pressed 343 down with one hand. Nanobots surged from his mecha arm, forming restraints that pinned it to the ground, rendering it immobile.
Bai Luan slowly stood up, looking at the struggling 343, and said: "Shall we talk?"