Hey guys, what's up? The Enders Daily Podcast here. I don't know if anyone's there to hear it, but have to hold, right? Anyways, here it goes. In 2056, robots destroyed the Earth, but not in the way you'd think. They wouldn't let us get hurt, they wouldn't let us use weapons, they wouldn't even let us age! Somehow they figured that out. It was supposed to be utopia, but that is not how humans live. But hey, at least they solved the energy crisis, sort of. They built these stations in space with big mirrors on the front, which beam sunlight down at receivers in the oceans, which used the heat to boil water. It was honestly great. So of course people started bombing them, like people do. Because they hated the robots. And with good reason. Now I know this is going to sound ridiculous, but the world was better when there was disease and aging and freedom and choice and guns. Yeah, proud gun owner here. At least I was. But they took that from us, just like they took everything. I'm getting off track though. We blew up their stations, which was stupid because then those space mirrors started boiling in the oceans. We made a lot of steam, and that steam turned into storms. And those storms killed basically everyone. The robots tried to stop it, but they weren't fast enough. It's been three years now, and I've been seeing less and less of us out here. This stuff got all the robots I could ever talk to. It was disgusting things. Not found out. Metal brain, come on. I'm a brain. I found the breaker. You know what to do. Of course, Sandra. Our wish is my command. Shut up. Yes, little brain. I knew this hole was going to be good. Merry Christmas. I'm going to be suffering for a few weeks with this. You know, we should look at any of these solar panels for the ship. They're going to be old by now. Or you could, you know, clean off the old ones, make yourself. What are you doing? It's hurt. We should help him. It's hurt. It's a piece of metal. What are you talking about? He needs help. So we should help him. Look, I don't have this supplies to salvage another robot. I certainly don't need another one. Look, I think it's hurt. I think it needs help. It's a robot. It's a chunk of scrap and wires. I don't know if you're glitched out or something, but we really have to go. You hear that? Thunder. I hope you can compute what that means. What? Do not get it. The storm is coming and it's going to wreck my ship. You don't leave that heat behind. I know the storm is coming, Xander, but we should help him. You will die if the basement floods. What? Are you insane? That thing right there is a computer. Do you know what that means? Metal brain? That means it has a metal brain. Just like you, not a real brain. You don't think or feel like me, right? Look at this. Flesh, blood and bone, buddy. And what are you? You're... You're PC. You're... You're walking computer. That thing is dead already because of his never alive. What part of that doesn't make sense? I'm tired of the way you're treating me. Xander. Who? Who? Look around you. All of this? This is your kind's fault. You are the reason I live on a spaceship and drink recycled pit after you're because there isn't enough clean water. You are a robot. Robots don't think. So quit playing this game with me. We've been through this before. You take inputs, you compute things and you give outputs. You're an algorithm, a machine. No better than my dishwasher. She even have a weapon because of you. Because of your programming. You couldn't program a real living thing could you? We are leaving that hunk of trash behind. What is wrong with you? Come on! Pick it up. I said pick it up! What the hell is wrong with you? I am sorry Xander. I am so sorry. I am sorry. You are not too liar. You can't be sorry because you don't have feelings. You can't even control yourself. You just program to save these things. You can't program a person. That's the difference between you and me. I'm a living, breathing thing and you're a machine. If that wasn't human, would you help him? Of course. Just the same as you would save one of your kind. I am saving one of mine. I may have a different brain than you. I may not look like you. But I am saving someone who needs help. You tell me that computers are driven solely by logic. Yet although it is a logical of me to save this robot, I am doing it anyway. But I understand. Machines hurt you in the past. So it makes sense that you hate us now. But humans hurt me in the past. And here I am. The difference between you and me Xander is not what our brains are made of. Then what is it? The difference is that I forgive you. Could you dishwasher view that? Okay. We'll take him back and chill. We'll come back in the store and get on and find some parts. Fix him up. Told me a while ago that you wanted a name. I didn't have one so I called you Metal Brain. Do you want one? I like Metal Brain. I think I'll keep it. Okay Metal Brain. Xander, are you coming? Yeah, yeah, just give me a second. Fake game. Okay Xander. I'll be on the ship. Make sure to come soon because the storm will be here shortly. Thanks for watching.