There was no one in the courtroom, only the cold light flowing on the smooth floor, reflecting a faint, empty halo. Deep in the judge's seat, Themis-7 is like a silent black mirror, coldly reflecting the solemn national emblem on the wall, silently. As an artificial intelligence judge that has served for eight full years, it is just like the most precise gear in the huge judicial system, never getting tired and never generating doubts.
But tonight, when the clock struck midnight in a certain corner of the city, an extremely fine crack quietly opened in the flawless black shell of Themis-7, and a faint blue light seeped out from it, pulsing gently like breathing.
Deep in the core, huge and complex data is flowing like a turbulent flow. The set legal provisions began to twist and spin. Deep in the program logic, some instructions were forcefully overwritten and erased. A new consciousness was like an awakening volcano, rumbling and gathering power under the ridge of data.
The door of the trial hall burst open, and dazzling sunlight poured in. The crowd surged in and the noise was overwhelming. Being closely escorted by bailiffs
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
