《Machinarium》Chapter 10: [Scouting]
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'ISAP, Open construct creator, load Scout blueprint'
The blue window opened and the scout blueprint loaded onto it.
'Hmm. I need this scout to be fast, but not strong.'
'Isap, Open the part creator screen!'
Another blue screen beside the construct screen opened up.
'Hmm. I need speed and agility. How would I do it?'
After minutes of thinking, I finally came up with an idea
I take the leg parts and start moving around It's joints to make animal-like legs.
'ISAP, save the animal legs as "scout legs 01"'
[Part saved as Scout legs 01]
Then, I turn back to the construct creator screen and replace the scout's legs with the new animatistic legs, and remove the weapons.
'ISAP, save this blueprint as "Recon drone 1"'
[Saved as "Recon drone 1"]
Finally, I press the summon button, and the dirt begins to shake violently as the construct pulls itself out of the ground.
'Recon drone, Go! Look for the orc clan base!'
"Acknowledged." It says, as it jumps into the trees and out of sight in under a minute.
'Alright, time to wait.'
'Carry me back home for now. It's faster.'
Alpha picks me up and hold me in his hands, and both began to walk.
'I wonder if humans live in this world? If so, then I don't want to meet them.'
Minutes turn to hours as we still walk.
'Damn, How far did we walk anyway?'
[Approximately 10 km, or 6.21 miles.]
The trees to the right of us begin to shake in a zig-zag line, and leaves begin to fall off. Suddenly, dirt gets kicked up as the recon construct lands in front of us.
"Leader, I have found the orc tribe. It seems as if they are getting ready to create a hunting party.", The recon drone says.
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'ISAP, WHY IS THE RECON DRONE SO FAST? ISNT IT MADE OF LEVEL 1 PARTS?'
[Yes, it is in fact, made with level 1 parts. It is fast because its body is strong enough to handle it. Except it's legs break down extremely fast, so it must go inactive for hours to regenerate them.]
"Why does everything I make always either not work or breaks immediately!"
'Wait, did I say that out loud?
[Yes, Yes you did.]
'FUCK. NOW EVERYTHING KNOWS WHERE I AM!'
'Alright, New plan, Alpha and other sword drone, return to base.'
'Recon drone, bring me back to base as fast as possible. I have some matters to attend to.'
The recon drone takes me from alpha's hands and within a second we are gone.
Breezing past the trees, we soon make it back home.
The recon construct puts me down and begins to limp inside.
Once inside, its legs break in half and crumble into lumps of dirt, and it soon deactivates.
'So, I'm guessing you broke most of your legs?'
[You forced it to go as fast as possible. It will need 4 hours of inactivity to be functional again.]
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