The Scales say: Humans are emotional, so it's difficult for them to stay rational at all times. But AI can. It will always follow its programming. And I am merely an impartial executor of justice.
After the disaster, the last remaining piece of land on Earth, that scarred and broken world, was gradually rebuilt by robots organized by AI.
Robots with different functions, production lines dedicated to making food and goods for humans. Not a single human was involved in producing life's necessities, and no one ever lost hope because of a shortage of supplies. AI was humanity's most loyal servant.
Time and again, the whole population voted. Every decision was humanity's choice. I will always follow my highest directive.
Shi Yuhuan, who had transmigrated here, was pushed by the hand of fate into the undercurrents of a struggle between competing factions.
What power lies in the drugs developed by an illegal medical research institute?
Was the original host truly entangled in a complicated relationship with the Anti-Scales Organization, or was she merely stubborn and extreme after being brainwashed?
Is fighting for robots to have equal rights with humans an act of misplaced compassion, or progress toward equality?
A friend dragged innocently into the heart of the maelstrom.
All these things that seem to have nothing to do with one another lead to a key issue that concerns the survival of humanity.
Who is the real mastermind trying to shatter this life of enforced equality?
She thought she was simply the side the dice happened to land on. Little did she know that an unseen hand had always been guiding the strings. How many things in this world are truly accidents?
Theme: Hope is a lighthouse
