Bigweld Robot Novels & Stories

This is just so cool! "Wow, this is so incredibly amazing!" was all I could say while roaming my eyes around. This room is no joke. It is really a huge room surrounded by thick metal walls. The interior looks like a shop of spare parts for human robots as it is full of humanoid robot body parts displayed in big glass cabinets. "Chairman, may I know where can I see Aiden 2.3?"

She even sent me a full article about sex transmitted disease. Now I know I haven't explained the most important part to you yet, how our robots look. They look human, one hundred percent human, with the skin, body warmth and actions. The only way to tell a robot from far away is looking at his left wrist, all robot wear an identification patch there. But other than that they are human like creation, some are made to teach, cook, be nannies, or even sex partners. Anything you can imagine we made the robot do, but don't worry about world domination, they are programmed to self destroy the second they try to hurt a human in any way.

he whispered. For a moment Temi did not but stare, then she jerked her arm away. “Alright.” The two approached the dealer again. “We'll take two hundred and fifty. Final” Elijah tried to contain his scowl with a smile. The dealer grunted and whistled. A small robot using a small bottle cork for head, tyres for legs and rubber-like arms sped in. With a closer look to its chest, Elijah could see its motors running. It sputtered and coughed occasionally, leaving a puff of smoke, but seemed to function well.

My fingers immediately target the second token box Ada secured for Hayden, unsealing the bindings to extract the synthetic tiger robot predator from its packing foam. The mechanical beast is constructed with highly compact dimensions, tracking roughly the identical size of a large ceramic coin bank. "What exact device is this?!" Layla queries, her eyes locking onto the sleek metallic tiger with intense curiosity. My fingers extract the tactical instruction booklet from the core of the box, skimming the operational data lines before passing the paper straight to my daughter. "This asset functions as an advanced, voice-integrated smart robot." "Whoa! Hayden prioritizes robotic engineering abov

Johnson's repeated taunts angered Wilbur, and he hurled three Azure Dragon Spears into the Satan Robot's chest consecutively before jumping backward and waiting for a response. Johnson proceeded to pluck the spears out one by one. Wilbur activated his Iris Veritas and was shocked by what he saw. Under the gaze of his Iris Veritas, the wires inside of the robot were emitting a pale golden glow. On top of that, the wires that Wilbur's spears had cut through could be seen reforming at a rapid rate. It was only then that Wilbur finally understood that the robot could only take such immense pressure because of the special metal its motherboard was made out of.

Then turning to Lucy, it did a rapid scan like it did on the other one. While everyone were watching on, an odd expression suddenly appeared across Enboe-21's face. Unable to hide his curiosity, Harry asked, “Is there a problem now, bloke?” Enboe-21 turned to the crowd, explaining, “Those two are totally different robots. While this robot is built with a CR-18 inbuilt formation bolt, the one I fought with was built with one of the highest formation bolts, which is the DX-20. Despite the fact that it was a DX-20, it still managed to exchange blows with me who had a far more surpassing strength and formation bolt due to my QED. . .”

“Female buyer. Divorced. Lives alone.” Rex’s grin sharpened. “She’s going to love this model.” He pushed a tall, metallic figure toward the center of the room. It stood perfectly still—sleek silver with human skin plating, wide shoulders, soft-glow eyes. A premium companion model. The kind that cost more than a year’s salary. “I still can’t believe we got this one,” Milo whispered. “Someone clearly didn’t lock their shipping bay,” Rex answered with a smirk. Soldering irons buzzed. Neon wires pulsed like veins. The robot lay half-opened on a metal table—internal codes exposed like a body stripped bare.

He was in defensive mode, trying to barely avoid the raybot’s attack. Chastine was released from the robot’s grip, as the robot was now interested in Juste. She wiped the sludge off her face and analyzed the berserked creature in front of them. Chastine realized it was running on waste material. It was a new technology recently developed by the witborns. It must be guarding the sewers from intruders like them. “Maxill, do you know how to put up a barrier? He nodded. “Then kill it will fire.”