Jack walked toward them,
Listening to his constant curses and scolding, shook his head, brainless.
"I told you to give me five portions of food. You don't understand. You are just a metal piece of shit. Also, Your government was running on our taxes. Now, I know this base also belongs to government, fulfill our needs perfectly." The Portly man with a cap, spoke angrily, while beating the robot with a palm size stone in his hand.
"What happened?" Suddenly, a voice reverberated through the camp suppressing the noise. Survivors were startled along with the troublemaker,
Jack appeared walking calmly with hands in his long jacket pockets, stopped in front of everyone, and robots straightened up in line without moving.
The survivors started looking at Jack, few were surprised, recognizing him, Looking at them calmly, then glanced at the troublemaker with a cold expression on his face.
