Chapter 471: 471: Trix

Caleb, feeling a sudden and inexplicable wave of irritability, muttered to his team, "Gonna step out for a bit, need some air or whatever the fuck robots breathe here."

Wandering the streets, Caleb spotted a taxi transformer idling nearby. Its body was sleek and yellow, with black and white checkered patterns running along its sides. "Hey, you functioning or what?" Caleb called out, approaching it.

The taxi, transforming into a more humanoid shape, responded in a cheerful tone, "Functioning at optimal levels, sir! Where to?"

"Just drive. I need to clear my head," Caleb grunted, climbing in.

As they cruised through the metallic city, Caleb, driven by a mix of curiosity and his foul mood, blurted out, "So, you robots do it like humans, or what? You know, to make little battery-powered babies?"