Martial God Reborn As A Robot

CHAPTER 05

The fourth round was the strategy test where Tuckdore had to solve puzzles, go through doors that opened only after tactical decisions, and other games where brute force was punished but intellect was rewarded.

The fifth round was the silence chamber where the robot had to bear with the pressure in the chamber that increased over time.

Tuckdore felt slight discomfort after a minute passed.

After three minutes, his metallic bones began to bend.

After five minutes, the neural overload signals flooded his brain.

But Tuckdore sat crosslegged and did not move.

“Amazing willpower…” the examiner was quite astonished. “I’ve seen robots scream and shit circuits down their bums under immense pressure, but this one is special. There’s no need to keep increasing the pressure as it would destroy the robot. He passes.”

The sixth test was the signature test.

Here, stimuli matching different life archetypes: warrior, scholar, criminal, healer, etc, were given to the robots to see which type they would sync with.

But Tuckdore automatically passed through this because he was deemed to be a warrior type from his first round results itself.

The seventh test was the nothing test.

They put Tuckdore in an empty white room and did not give him any instructions. The purpose of this test was to see how the robot would react.

Would their soul go unstable? Would they start hallucinating? Would they train themselves? Or would they do nothing at all?

Tuckdore sat cross-legged and meditated.

Twenty four hours passed inside the room.

But outside, only a few minutes passed.

“He didn’t do anything,” Sasha said. “That’s not a bad result, right?”

“No, it means his soul is stable,” the examiner was a bit surprised and confused. “It’s very rare for an X-grade robot to have such a stable soul.”

Sasha grinned. “Since he’s passed the preliminary test, he can now be promoted to a G-grade robot, right?”

“No,” the examiner said.

“What? Why not?”

“While his soul is stable enough, his sync rate is still abysmally low,” the examiner stated. “When it comes to robot promotions, you have to consider a lot of things like sync rate, combat performance, stability, growth factor, threat assessment, and public survivability. Your robot does qualify in some categories to become a G-grade robot but not all. If you participate in the circuit and win some games, then it can be evaluated better, and your robot might get promoted there.”

Sasha’s mouth turned down.

“Don’t be so down, miss,” the examiner said. “The growth factor of a robot is determined by the color of their core, which is reflected in their eyes. A G-grade robot has the least amount of growth factor, which is why its sync rate is generally below one percent. There are only a handful of G-grade robots that have reached sync rates higher than ten. On the other hand, an A-grade robot has a high growth factor, so their sync rate can go over fifty with time. As for your robot, which is an X-grade is hard to determine.”

“So you’re saying that my robot’s sync rate can get stuck at 1 and may or may not increase.”

“Yes, but you shouldn’t feel down since you’ve just started your Keeper’s journey.”

Sasha deeply sighed. “Thank you.”

Then, a serum was given to Tucker so that the soul link was cut once more.

Tuckdore was no longer able to control the machine’s body.

But he didn’t get upset.

He calmly followed Sasha.

She was holding two items in her hands. One was an X-grade license for Tucker. “You’re officially a warrior robot. Most robots fall into this profession. That means our competition will be rough from the start. If you’re weak, you’ll be destroyed or at best used as a pawn. And pawn masters don’t make much money at all, so I’ll need you to do decently in the fights. I don’t have the money to buy the martial art manuals, but I’ll train you personally for a week.

“They will arrange a fight for you by then, and you’ll be fighting in the Twelve Peaks battlefield. If you do well, some guild might be interested in hiring us.” She smiled a little. “I’m speaking too much. It’s not easy for an X-grade robot to join a guild. Generally, only D-grade robots and higher are preferred by top guilds, so we’ll have to work hard to win the matches here if we want to even grab the attention of the top guilds.”

Sasha went to a restaurant and started eating food.

Tucker sat opposite to her and just watched.

Every table in the restaurant had one human and one or two robots sitting by them. From what it seemed, one person was allowed to have multiple robots.

“Sasha Fynner, what are you doing here?” a male voice reached their ears.

Tucker looked back and saw a female robot approach their table. The robot’s body opened up, and out of it, a dashing blonde young man stepped out. The female robot rearranged herself in the back.

Tuckdore was greatly surprised by it. Robots could be used as living armors to take their masters around?

The female robot had yellow eyes, which meant that she was a D-grade robot.

“What’s this?” the young blonde man looked at Tucker and burst into laughter, “Pfft, you bought a trashy X-grade robot?”

“He’s going to get promoted eventually,” Sasha said, showing him the license card. “He passed the preliminary test.”

“So what? X-grades got no future,” the blonde man snorted. “If you had only listened to me, I would have given you the money to directly buy an F-grade robot. With training, you could have grown it to a D-grade robot just like I did.”

He took out a badge and showed it.

Sasha’s eyes widened. “Y-You… became a member of the White Eagles guild?”

White Eagles was an S rank guild, and they owned one of the twelve peaks.

“Yes. Are you interested in me now?” the blonde young man smirked. “I’ll give you my support if you’re willing to wrap your lips around my cock tonight.”

Sasha frowned. “Shane…” Her expression darkened. “I’m not a fucking whore. Fuck off.”

“You’ve still got that arrogance, which is why I want you all the more,” Shane smiled and said, “Destroy him, Natasha.”

Shane’s robot immediately jumped.

“NO!” Sasha screamed.

Natasha’s arm turned into a sharp blade and cut through Tucker’s head, sending it flying.