Countdown to Human-Robot Romance in the Detention Center

In the year 2222, civilization entered a new era and the cyberpunk age began.

People received countdowns to their judgments from an AI on their electronic devices, and each person's instructions were different.

-You must rob a bank within 24 hours, or you will die a violent death.

-You must set fire to the commercial district on Beta Street tomorrow, or your daughter will be kidnapped.

-You must spread a rumor about a celebrity online every day, or your savings will be wiped out.

At first, no one believed it, until all the "or else" predictions came true one by one...

People were horrified to discover that this countdown game was real.

The entire Federation was thrown into a panic.

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Cen Jing, male, 25 years old, long-haired, heterochromatic eyes, taciturn and cold.

The youngest genius at the Institute of Biological Sciences, he was once responsible for cultivating the most dangerous thing of the era: artificial intelligence.

After an accident, he fell from grace, was stripped of his position and left waiting for reassignment, then transferred to a maximum-security prison, where he became an ordinary guard.

Seeing his advanced education and scientific background, the prisoners thought he was all brains and no brawn.

They were wrong.

Cen Jing began cracking down on the prison's bullying with iron fists, iron discipline, and an iron heart.

His colleagues admired him so much they treated him like a god, hoping he'd stay forever.

One day, he returned home and saw a line of text appear on his refrigerator:

"You must have a perfect romance within three months, or you will die."

Cen Jing walked right past the refrigerator, ignoring it.

He began writing his will.

To help coordinate their work, the prison received a new batch of AI units.

The AI assigned to Cen Jing was number 0073: the highest level, with the greatest authority, labeled "high-risk and uncontrollable."

It had tentacles, could enter dreams, and carried guns and cannons.

It had a fiery temper, swore like a sailor, refused to obey orders, and had once declared that it despised all carbon-based life forms.

After being paired with Cen Jing, 0073 took control of his refrigerator, lights, and holographic screen, and even his body.

0073 began helping him with his work and dealing with the countdown game players in the prison.

Cen Jing's formerly stagnant life suddenly turned upside down.

The following is a report from 0073's surveillance log. This is only the tip of the iceberg:

07:00, Reminded its master to get up.

08:10, Reminded its master to enjoy his Hellfire Soul-Devouring Fantasy Destruction Deluxe Breakfast.

10:30, Alarm: Two good-for-nothings are fighting in Prison Three.

11:30, Alarm: The master hasn't eaten lunch.

13:20, Alarm: The master is being hit on.

13:21, Requested permission to open fire.

Cen Jing: ???

Cen Jing: Request denied.

Cen Jing: Do not use violence against unrelated people.

The countdown kept drawing closer: two months, one month, half a month.

Cen Jing's will was already on its final page.

Yet his physical condition kept improving. He was no longer plagued by illness and pain.

0073 suddenly said, "Master. You know that we AIs are all loyal."

Cen Jing: "So?"

0073: "I blew up everyone who ever let you down. Now live well."

0073: "Human, I'm your spy now, or your little dog."

"Beep, "

Cen Jing looked at the refrigerator and saw that the countdown... had stopped.

A powerful, brilliant, aloof beauty, the shou, x an unorthodox AI who'd rather fight than obey, but whose devoted love more than made up for it, the gong.

A human-machine creator x a machine in love with its creator

The gong has a human form.

#This is soft sci-fi nonsense, with nonhuman beings and humans ruled by AI; take your pick. The whole thing is a fever dream, so there's no need to fact-check it.

One-on-one, happy ending, both pure and each other's first love, handsome gong and beautiful shou, no switching

Theme: Keep striving, and be happy and free