The Protagonist’s Sister Is Actually The Strongest Chapter 264: Chapter 254: The Good Robot?

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Chapter 254: The Good Robot? ----- “Who is that girl? She’s with young master Anna?” “She’s another bald ape, perhaps?” “Never seen another bald ape before than young master Anna, though…” “Wow, her hair is so shiny, like metal!” The people of the town started gossiping as we walked through the streets. I grabbed Zero One’s arm and dragged her along so she wouldn’t end up getting distracted. Well, she was indeed getting distracted all the time, but at least she was not wandering off like always; she was within my jurisdiction after all! She particularly liked how everyone looked so different. I don’t know if she had registry within her memory about the people of this world and their appearances, but she liked them. “Woah, everyone is so different! They resemble the animals documented within the Azure Star! Birds, lions, cows, tigers, dogs, wolves, so many different-looking people!” she said. “Missy, where did you come from? Are you one of young master Anna’s friends?" A group of mischievous children approached us. “You’re like a panda!” Zero One looked at the kid with bright eyes. “Yes, she’s, err, a friend,” I nodded. It was good that the people couldn’t easily tell she was a machine. It is better to hide the fact from the public if possible. “Why is she so weird?” “Her hair is like metal!” “She’s soft…” The children started grabbing her hair and touching her legs; they were a very touchy bunch. “I-I…!” Zero One was about to spill what she was. “Actually, I am a-” I covered her mouth before she was about to spill the beans. “Don’t,” I said. “She’s… she’s a human like me, yeah. Anyways, children, please let us go; we have urgent matters to attend to with the Heavenly Empress.” “Children, stop bothering them!” The adults quickly came running to grab the children away; they all belonged to a nearby orphanage and had no parents left, but the people of the town all considered them their kids. Some of them were fairly young, born after the apocalypse, while others were born earlier, but even after or before, they had no parents. This was because before the Heavenly Empress set this barrier, people were escaping and fending on their own and were probably hunted by either wild beasts or… the machines. “Those children have no parents,” I told Zero One as we walked upstairs. “No parents?” wondered the android. “Why?” “They lost them,” I said. “To the apocalypse your kind brought to this world. Some others lost them to the machines themselves, even after having survived the cataclysm.” “O-oh…” Zero One’s eyes widened as she looked at the children from the distance. “If your kind hadn’t invaded this world, they would have had the chance to live normal and peaceful lives, maybe. This world was still a chaotic mess even before, but I would like to think it would be that way,” I sighed. “I have to tell you these things, so you can gather more information. About the harm your kind has caused to this world and about the many people you’ve made suffer or killed.” “…I understand,” Zero One nodded. “I-I don’t know what else I could say; I know that nothing I say will ever revive those that have died or help those that lost their loved ones, but… I thank you for telling me this; this feeling I feel is something my kind was unable to develop before.” “Can you describe it to me, Zero One?” I asked her as I looked into the sky. “It is a sense of pain. But there’s no actual pain, anguish? Desperation… it is annoying; it hurts, and… I feel bad,” she said. “That’s guilt,” I said. “That’s guilt. You’re feeling guilt right now; maybe you didn’t do any of these things personally, but I suppose as someone who was given this level of emotional intelligence, you’re meant to develop the feelings your Mother and your siblings are unable to do so. Perhaps… maybe it’ll help you all understand the level of damage you cause to this world.” “…Guilt?” Zero One looked at her own hands. “I see… Thank you, Anna.” “You don’t need to thank me,” I said. “And be prepared;