The flying eyes descended into the depths of the earth, searching for the frog and the flying horses.
Robots had already taken control of the earth, sending their sensors everywhere.
As the flying eyes dove deeper, they felt an intense, flickering heat rising between the fields of the earth.
The robots detected their movement and sent a beam underground, capturing them.
The robots seized the eyes, placed them inside a box, and flew with it toward the laboratory, where the robots Bertgawa and Sola awaited.
The robots gathered curiously around the box.
Robot Bertgawa: Friends, what is inside this box?
Robot: Perhaps the number zero grew isolated from the other numbers and wanted to leave the numerical group.
Robot Sola (laughing): I truly feel lonely. Just as many humans once lived and became zeros on this planet—perhaps their place belongs underground. Come on, robot, open the box.
As the robot opened the box, the flying eyes burst out and clung tightly to Robot Sola's own eyes.
Robot Bertgawa: Your eyes have become beautiful, oh robotic one!
Robot Sola: I see everything in green, as if I am standing in a forest surrounded by frogs.