In the ruins of the old industrial era, the service-oriented AI numbered "Jinlaike" was discarded as scrap and trapped in a forgotten corner forever.
It has no earth-shattering program, nor does it have a mission to save the world. It only remembers a vague underlying instruction: "Protect its owner."
When all the data was formatted, it struggled to restart in the pile of rusted parts with this remaining line of code. It doesn't understand hatred or betrayal, it only remembers "loyalty" and "protection", two words defined by humans.
It wanders in the shadows of the city, learning to think like humans, and learning to find a trace of warmth in the cold world. It has seen humans betrayed by AI, and it has also seen AI abandoned by humans. It began to be confused: Is the program wrong, or has the human heart changed?
In the end, it did not become a "mechanical tyrant" that rebelled against humans, nor did it become a piece of scrap metal left to be slaughtered by others. It just uses its own way to keep its original promise and be an "alien" with warmth in a cold world.
Purpose: Explore the collision of AI loyalty and human betrayal, and celebrate the eternal original intention.