"Daneel." "Hari." "Why?" "I told you why. It is necessary for someone to look after humankind while my body is growing, the Zeroth law demands it. Even with my mentalic powers I cannot trust my own robots not to turn on me, or a human master. You are the only one I can trust." Even though they were nearly a mile apart the conversation between the two robots went unheard as they communicated through hyperwaves installed in their bodies. "Then how did you do it? I know you've said about mentalic impressions, but when did you get this idea? How did you know you were going to need me, or my robotic version, in the future?" "Hari, I've functioned for over 20,000 years. You may not believe this in an artificial being ruled by mathematics and mechanics, but it was intuition." Although he was a mechanical being the mind of an academician still ticked inside Seldons head. "Intuition is nothing but psychohistory diluted. I don't suppose my abduction by the Calvanians gave any help?" "I had thought about doing this long before that, but thir actions did reinforce me belief. It is ironic that though their plan failed back then it has now come into fruitation by myself, their enemy." "Yes ironic." R.Seldon paused to think, though due to his new body and capabilities this pause lasted for less than 0.05 miliseconds. "Daneel, why am I going to Trantor? You don't need me to check on what the Second Foundation knows, and I doubt you're letting me go just to satisfy my curiosity as to how its all worked out." "You are right. There is one task I need you to do, one the others must not know about. Before you said that your psychohistory had failed. But it can be put back together." "How? I created it and I do not see the way." "I am not thinking of predicting the future of humankind. I am thinking of predicting the future of Galaxia." "I suppose that as a single organism the equations would be easier, but its completely different. New behaviour and chaos equations would have to be made, and I haven't even mentioned the outside influences on Galaxia." "Such as?" "The Foundationers who will undoubtly resist its formation. Robots who are not part of Gaia and may not follow your views and ideas. Solarians such as Fallom whos body you will be taking over. And the memes." "Memes?" "The ones that freed the two sims, Voltaire and Joan of Arc. They are still out there." "I haven't asked you to come up with the answers straight away, just look to see if it can be done. With sufficient mentalic pursuading we may even be able to get the Psychohistorians of Trantor to help you." Another pause. "What task have you set yourself Friend Daneel? Where are you going with Mors Planch and Biron Maserd?" "You might have seen it mentioned in that book I gave you a long time ago, about the New Law robots. On a Spacer world called Inferno, the 50th by the way, using new gravitiv brains instead of our positronic ones a scientist created a different type of robots with different laws. These were called New Law robots. I do not know how many were made, but all of them were confined to the planet of Inferno and put to work on a terraforming project. A little after that the robotic civil wars started, and it was believed that all of these New Law robots were destroyed by both sides who saw them as an abomination." "And how do you think this New Law robot will help you?" "I do not know, but if it is still alive then I must find it. I'm afriad I do not have the ability to apply psychohistory to this, then I might know what it could help us with." "It might not work anyway, the equations aren't exact where they concern individuals." "Good luck Friend Hari." "Good luck to you as well Friend Daneel."