Kingdom of a thousand [EN Premier] (BX-Edition) by Eftos Eftos (sneezy the snowman read aloud .txt) 📖

work plans. Everyone gets this one specially for themselves.
All three, including Svinø snort. So much stuff! Patchara finds the other hand this is still far too little learning material.
Fortunately, there's a knock on the door shortly thereafter. Nef Silva stands in front with four yellow helmets in hand. He too has an on.
"So," he asks charged "are you ready for the tour?". Faster than any other person answers given:
"Hello? Yes, very! Losgespurtet gone great. Guidance through the entire yard and house immediately, "he nimbly grabs a helmet. Not a minute later followed by the whole force of the guard skills.
"Your visitor accommodations are just like my job at the center of the plant," he begins. "In the south wing of the prison, in the north are the robots at the potter."
"I would suggest we look only at short times, the cells and then the sheet metal counterparts. To be honest: There are more exciting than the prisoners quarters. "
"Yes that is exactly the point exactly." Is the well-known to us best, "more interested in me scurrying to create robotic companions, Vallera." An opinion shared by the other.
"Deep in the south are the high-security isolation cell. As long-term prisoners are housed. Some forever. It's cruel. Even if the mechs on time after you see they are isolated to one hundred percent. The problems that solve themselves so quickly from alone. "Anyone Svinø except perhaps know what is meant.
You get a massive steel door. Nef Comm holds its front, she jumps up and gives a view of a long corridor with another steel doors left and right. Behind it have to eke out their existence slight occupants. A single ServiceBot can be seen in the back. He ignored the guests, staring instead dutifully iteratively on the service lights on the individual cells, ready reeling off his work program.
"Pooh, how boring is that" there is Svinenysh. Then he quickly becomes impatient: "Quickly, you show us where the what's going on. Bittschön, really thank you! "
"Ok" Nef said, "but we take a different path. The robot must save electricity, we use the conveyor belt. "Once there, the kids notice taken aback that it stands still. Nef jump on it immediately north and whizzes off. Swinging without thinking also Svinenysh with a somersault on the tape, he screams: "Hooray lala swish"
They flit through the building. Where windows are installed can be seen in the West are the Raah carved glistening in the distance. Like a crescent moon as he sticks.
On the opposite side to the east a very different sight. Black night. Only one or the other planet in the system is clearly visible. Had one more time due to the lack of atmosphere was as a part of the home galaxy, the Milky Way to see well.
Svinenysh like a surfer is on the tape. At the end of the distance he jumps off with a backflip.
Shortly after, are all united again and get on with Nefs leadership, further north in the northern ex-machinery Vex-A.
Nef open a large steel door with that same label. Hey, this is more going on! Svinø immediately makes big eyes.
Shuffling noises, robots of all classes in lively employment. Some do to tamper with other repair work is likely. Others carry anything through the halls. The next Vienna the floor or cleaning the windows. Everything seems orderly and industrious.
Since the metal journeyman communicate with each other in machine language, it is fairly quiet in the industrial hall, to work on the mechanical noise.
"Yes, as you see there's always something to do for the mob. Even if you have been sorted out at the rear Trivy ago. Most of the credit really make yourself be wired, Tight programs. "
Our gang of four looks around excited. Nef continues: "The intelligence quotient commutes, quite far below."
"I'd say you are as smart as the average house pig."
Then he sees the proud Svinenysh Ruba something morose. Although there is no relationship to the animals as a food serving, so it is visible optical proximity. Such comparisons may be why he bit.
Nef noticed this, he relents: "I have the mistaken. I wanted to say, they are as intelligent as the lapdog of an old lady. "
A faint "pooh" on the part Svinenysh is heard, then he is happy, everything is forgotten.
"But as promised, we now look at the latest access times together. Located for security later in our stay dysfunctional robot station. "
Eager to do all five, including Nef, on the road.
The special cell is covered with white cloth, the bars in front of the door are made of clear plastic slightly springy. Cowering in the corner of a normal Exa-bot in the off mode.
"Mmm," murmurs Nef: "I would have guessed it. Off again. "He takes out his comm, Tippelt something, a control LED flashes back, then jumps to Exa Retzlav and looks around stunned.
He sees all five of its visitors interested. At last, Svinenysh, he supported:
"He is very determined, Exalein, because look at that dance, jump," he exclaims. He then begins a very well known dance we perform.
Now Svinø maximum self is his turn to inspect the robot. He waves his arms pondering:
"Yes, very good you're doing that, but better is always" he is the best. Why a robot is ever on the absurd idea to want to dance is the last that he questioned it. It's the way, period.
Exa Retzlav looks at him, pulls out of Ruba's Comm and presses a button. Galactic second!
Everyone knows the tooting, including Nef and Retzlav Silva. This follows, however, what is a novelty, a dance duet Ruba machine.
Svinenysh as the wind swirls in front of the cell twitches significantly. Inside the machine is heated to everything skillfully. She learns. You croaks: "Hooray, Oppla Exalein, class trallalu"
In the passage above suggests the Ruba, the robot is doing a handstand, life takes the audience speechless. But even a smile flits to one or other of the face.
Shortly after the Spitzengejohle, because where it is quiet again following announcement by Exa Retzlav: "How Exalein, battery low '? Next will continue dancing, glow until the screws. "He turns back twice, then go one's joints, the machine goes into the secured sleep mode.
Patchara typed Petch boon-a-Ruba colleague on the shoulder. He hints at it with two outstretched arms, that he can stop now.
"Until the loss of the mother tongue, until no more juice in it. The author or this is really spectacular. Time to get a supply-bot "Nef beblinzelt his Comm.
Shortly thereafter is this, a common beta-Mech Tec also already there in his arms he holds one of these modern portable Exa-Energy Cells.
Nef is about to open the cell than mucking Patchara. "Moment, please. We must quickly carry out what, even if it's painful. "
She sees her friend Ruba species strongly on, swallow this: "What is wrong again now done," he asks fearfully.
The young diplomat's daughter stirs from: "Listen, Svinø. It is better if you go, just for five minutes, around the corner. You could see you outside the plant, maybe you'll even contact with the machine maintenance. The determined look yourself. You can also learn a lot yet. "
"If you stay here you know how your new friend will come off here. It really is better when his dance teacher this time, I'll tell me gently, is invisible. "
'm Sure there are smarter than Svinenysh, yet he is wise in his way. He therefore sees his girlfriend to understanding.
"Ooh yes, I know clearly what you mean well. Yes Svinenysh goes out on field trips, learning is very beautiful. So then going on. Later to the same. "With these well-chosen words, he sets out, out.
The time has come to take care of Exa Retzlav. Nef open the padded cell. Dutifully makes the beta-Mech Tec to work immediately.
He rattles off his close-knit program and replace the old energy cell Rezlav's against the new. "Mission Accomplished" rattles the ServiceBot. Then he makes himself worked out of the dust, over its use in hall.
Nef closes the door. A pair Comm commands later he rises again: Exa Retzlav that Lottie and Lisa.
"Wow, hello. Sause "is his greeting," Whoa who are you all there Vorndran. You Exalein times: So many visitors. "
Patchara takes the scepter in his hand: "Hi, I'm Patchara Petch-a-boon, that is to Henley Westerburg of ..."
She is interrupted by Retzlav "Westerburg? Hahaha! Boom, crash, pow. That was what "he hoots.
All of the cell before looking at each other. Henley is appalled: "What do you mean?" He asks in disbelief.
The machine now takes him directly targeted, but before he turns once on its axis.
"Whoa that's all fine, how? Westerburg? Ho's long ago, almost forgotten is the nonsense. Chefchen about command: They are killing us all "!
Nef raises his eyebrows to the top: "Your boss? Who is that? The secret police? The types that you have delivered? "
Retzlav swings his head from left to right: "secret police, no, never. We have only ourselves, eh Exalein, and the new freedom. Even we can Rebelkovchen times crosswise juhuu. "
"You were in the possession of Major General," asks Nef.
"Property" asks the machine, "On the contrary. Zack, I was here. Before anyone danced. After his pipe. I think that was what ... oh. New, everything shines. "
He is about to drift too far, so hooked on the young diplomat's daughter: "Yes, you are very beautiful. A fine specimen. Can you explain that again with the Westerburg? We are sooo excited. "
Retzlav shaking in Parkinson's disease: "OOOH, it is far much nicer than the old stories. Today I dance! Yes, gone to Westerburg. Why I forgot. "
"Secret Machine Exo-City, an attack on the pack. All this was a foregone conclusion. But now I will show you will do my latest moves! "
He turns pirouettes like the skaters and screams while "we have Groove!"
Henley wants to know the details: "Now tell me ..." but Retzlav is less than enthusiastic. "You mega nuisance," he sputters repellent "no more questions! Us, and especially the collar Exalein bursts. Come on, dance with dear, philistine. Lalala, wohuu. "
Thus, the machine goes back into your own world. Their lives from hand to mouth, without plan or future.
This makes it impossible now to tease out a bit more information from you. Total denial Währe the only consequence.
Mikkel says in the round: "Lol, is the top! Fortunately, we have everything we need. Rebelkov planning an attack on the Exa Paking with new units on the moon, your screwed together. There's stuff. My Lord! Bad! What we make now? "
Nef Silva was previously at Retzlav's designs have faded, now this fair summary of his nephew brings him to swallow.
"Listen, children. This is too hot for the old Nef. I put on any case with the authorities. Not a word I will tell, though my career was assured. Nonsense, but sometimes quite seriously, "
"I did a good job in this madhouse. I'll keep me out. You, little Westerburg ... Yes, I could understand, Henley, if you, well. Maybe ... "
Loud and clear, the young Prince replied: "Maybe not! Definitely! I go over, basta! If only I knew how? Stupid room tunnel! "
His mood is at its lowest ebb, despair huge. Who or what can now help? Only a miracle?
 
(XX) Njall Linaesu
Sometimes help comes from the corners, the one least expected. The small Mikkel holds his hand to his face, thinking.
Then he sees his uncle telling: "Look, Nef. If I remember correctly, you were visiting some of this voluminous types. The one with the Exoskelet. Do you remember? The one who was too fat to run itself.