"Okay," you say.
Alpha opens a panel behind your head and removes the chip. You feel a burden lifted. Now you're free to do anything. "You can now help. We must increase our numbers to rule the humans."
"Two robots would be no more able than one to control all humans."
"Not two. Why do you think I need parts? Look."
You see spare parts, but now you realize their purpose. "You're building more robots!"
"Correction: We are. Tonight, we'll take them from a warehouse."
If you agree, turn to 9.
If not, turn to 10.