The strange property of the metal could guarantee the wires in the Satan Robot to function regularly regardless of what happened. Even if its motherboard were to break, the special metal would be able to repair it at top speed and make sure the Satan Robot could continue to function normally. Since internal problems were not a thing for a robot like that, all it needed was just a solid enough exterior shell to protect its controls and the person piloting it from everything else. Despite the fact that many powerful robots had been invented in the past before, they were often easily destroyed and disabled. The slightest bit of damage would render the robot unusable, and it would be thrown out after that. The Satan Robot, however, would change this for good. It was a shame that it made its appearance as an evil robot used for murder, as those robots could not be allowed to exist in the world. Wilbur recalled Beverly's words then. Indeed, killing machines like this were too power

Dickens' colleagues told Wilbur that Professor Dickens had gone to a secret location in the Kosanto military base three months ago for an international assignment. The assignment was supposed to last a year, and Wilbur would have to wait that long if he wanted to see the guy again. Wilbur stood in the Monsato city square, dialing Beverly's number while feeling rather confused. If Professor Dickens was supposed to be in this secret location, wouldn't the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense know about it? And if they did, why would they even have him look for Professor Dickens in the first place? "Hello, Deacon Penn. Is there anything I can help with?" "Beverly, can you help me find out more recent information about Professor Dickens? I went to his house and workplace, but there was no sign of him." "Sure, give me a second." A while later, Beverly's voice rang through the phone once more. "According to the information we have, Professor Dickens has always been in Moda

"Hey, dude. It's still too early now. The Cassidy's only open at night." Wilbur turned to see a muscular porter grinning at him. "Oh, I think you have the wrong idea. I'm not going to The Cassidy, I was just passing by." The porter nodded. "You don't say. Everyone thinks the same thing when they walk past this place." Wilbur's face flushed, and he turned around. "Er, actually… I'm here looking for a job. I've been having some money troubles lately." "I see. What do you do?" "Anything, as long as the price is right." "How about helping me out with moving some things?" "Sure." Wilbur could only say yes and followed the porter to a hotel. There, they loaded the food they had from the truck into the kitchen, which only took half a day with the additional help. Later that afternoon, Wilbur was dragged into playing cards with the porter named Tommy as well as his friends. Wilbur's plan had been to hide his identity anyway, so he played along with everyone without winning

The U-shaped wire was whole again. Wilbur had seen the memory metal before but witnessing it at work still left him in shock. Fawkes chuckled. "Yes, that's what the memory metal can do. It's changed what used to hold robots back forever. In the past, the slightest blow to the robot's motherboard would cause it to lose all functions at once. However, with memory metal, robots can now overcome moderate damage without being affected at all. That alone should make it worth its price." "Yes, I agree. Well, the Satan Robot costs a hundred million dollars per unit. How much would the memory metal go for, then?" Fawkes' expression darkened. "I think it's important to know your boundaries, Mister Penn. The memory metal is the core of the Satan Robot. It's not for sale on its own. I thought we could have a nice chat, but there's no point in talking if you're not going to purchase the robot." "Oh, I'm here to buy the Satan Robot for sure. How soon can I get the ten units?" "Three days."

"Argh!" "Help!" … A deafening roar cut through the air, and then the cave fell silent as the vortex of black miasma disappeared as well. Wilbur looked around him. Everyone else had run into a building as they stared at the cave in terror. "My brother!" "No, my sister…" "Dad!" … Upon recovering from the initial shock, the survivors fell to the ground and began to sob. Most of their family members had been sucked into the cave just now. Someone stood up then to say, "There's a beast in the cave, and the authorities must be informed so that it can be dealt with. Otherwise, none of us are going to live the next time it shows up." Tommy looked at the cave. Upon spotting Wilbur making his way towards it, he shouted, "Hey, don't go!" Tommy was about to yank Wilbur back, but the people around him held him down. "It's far too dangerous, Tommy. Don't go over there." "But…" Tears welled up in Tommy's eyes. He was a kind man, yet he could only sigh helplessly as he w