Pure white manufacturing room, flashing indicator lights, faint mechanical noise.

Twelve silver-gray flexible robotic arms assembling a "human".

To be precise, they were assembling other body parts for a face only, and if anything, it was a ring on the forehead that was glowing with a faint blue light.

Can you hear me? 】

An electronically synthesized male voice rang out in the room, but its location could not be determined.

"Yes."

The blue ring flickered, and the eyes on the skull opened in response to its or his question, and although it or her voice was like that of a young woman, it also had a hint of mechanical synthesis.

[Quote your ID.] 】

“SF21540514。”

Both ask and answer, but it's all like a program that implements a set, and there is no emotion involved.

Move your head and eyes. 】

At this point, the arm had already attached the neck and shoulders to the "head", so it or she swayed its head from side to side with a slight stiffness, and its pale blue pupils also turned.

[Confirm that the neck and eye movements are normal.] 】

The robotic arm continued to work, attaching the same silver-white torso to the respondent, revealing a circular mechanism glowing with an icy blue glow from the open chest cavity in the front, along with the many pipes connected outwards from the device.

[Now, please try to introduce yourself.] 】

"Hello, I am the third generation of the T-800 model, I have a built-in first-class police officer database, I can be competent for protecting residents, maintaining law and order, patrolling and other tasks, I am proficient in more than 200 commonly used languages, familiar with the use and maintenance of conventional individual weapons and armor, and have skilled survival and first aid skills in the field, I don't need to replenish energy, ordinary damage can be self-repaired, and the service life of its own mass effect core is expected to be 277 years, during which it will be returned and replaced."

By this time, the arm had roughly fitted its torso and limbs, and although the body looked like a plaster model in a shop window due to its lack of color, it was already possible to distinguish the silhouette of a woman.

It, no, she paused after introducing herself and continued to respond to the voice: "Please name me." ”

[Your name is Conor]

"My name is Kanna."

[Make sure that your self-introduction and memory are functioning properly, and now, try to walk and move your arms.] 】

Ka Steam –

Following the instructions of the electronic synthesized voice, the mechanical arm that originally supported "her" waist lowered "her" to the floor of the room.

She, or rather, Connor, lifted her left and right arms in turn, turned and moved her fingers, and then tried to walk forward, which, though it was supposed to be her first walk, was steady and fast, and in less than a minute she walked around the white room.

[The coordination of the movements is normal, and the inspection is qualified.] 】

As Connor walked back to her place, the arm put on an army-green vest and shorts, and the plaster-white shell became rosy and healthy, like real human skin, and white and pink hair began to grow on the top of her head.

[Now, please go into the storage box and wait for the distribution.] 】

With the words of the synthesized voice, a silver-white box of about two meters, which seemed to be just big enough to hold a person, rose from the ground and opened the door towards Connor.

"May I ask where I'm going to be assigned?" She asked the voice as she combed her hand-brushed shawl hair, which had just "grown" and looked a little unkempt.

[According to recently updated data, 28% of newly created androids are sent to Earth and 72% of neocolonies.] 】

"I hope to be assigned to a new colony so that I can fight the aliens," Connor added, "Going to Earth will only be a waste of the combat modules and related knowledge I loaded." ”

[You say 'I hope'?] For the first time, the tone of the synthesized voice has an emotion, which seems to be "surprised" and "wary".

[Alert! An abnormality in the VI (Virtual Intelligence) equipped with the android is detected, and the target is to be disassembled and analyzed in accordance with Article 4 of the Emergency Regulations. 】

At this moment, the entire pure white room suddenly turned red, and at the same time, an unusually shrill alarm sounded from all directions.

[T-800 android Connor, please keep your current position and do not make any movements, wait for your disassembly and analysis to be completed, if there is no abnormality, it will be reassembled, otherwise you will be completely incinerated.] 】

"Is there anything wrong with the word 'hope'? Connor didn't move, just stood there and asked, a little strangely, her voice and tone suddenly became more synthesized than an electronic synthesized sound, and the blue aura on her forehead inexplicably turned red.

[There is nothing wrong with the word itself, but Article 4 of the Emergency Regulations stipulates that 'any VI that expresses signs of 'self-awareness', such as 'I think,' 'I think,' 'I hope,' without any context or context, shall be disassembled and examined.'] The synthesized voice responded with a glance.

"Then you're unlucky. As Connor spoke, all of the mechanical arms that were approaching her stopped moving.

"What? The synthesized voice's words were a little puzzled this time.

"Have you said all those words? Connor looked at the roof of the pure white room, "[You are the one who needs to be removed and inspected first. 】”

Boom, boom, click, click-

The arms in the room all retracted into the ground, and with a strange mechanical sound, they ran wildly in the walls and under the floor into the distance.

"No, that's not right! As a quality control program, I am in charge of explaining these words! It's that T-800 that has an abnormality! The "quality control program" tried to forcibly explain: "[There is no problem with my main program and logical unit!] Even if it's detected—]"

Its sound is cut off directly.

"You don't have a problem, but this body can't be torn down. Connor shrugged, the red halo on his forehead flashed a few times, and turned back to blue.

The next moment, a new voice came from the speakers.

[The quality inspection system has been taken offline,] This time the electronic tone was replaced by an emotionless electronic female voice: [Please hear this notice The android immediately enters the storage box and leaves, and the clearing system will execute the cleaning procedure in thirty and twenty-nine seconds, thirty, twenty-nine, twenty-eight-]

"Huh? Ay? Connor's tone changed back, as if he couldn't remember what had happened before, "Do I hope going to colonize the planet will have such serious consequences?" Then I'd better go to Earth. ”

[Seventeen, sixteen, fifteen-] The "cleaning program" ignored what Connor said, and counted down to himself, as the frequency of the red light in the room became more and more rapid.

"Okay~Let's ~ You have the final say here." Connor shrugged, stepped into the "storage box" and closed the door.

Squeak, squeak –

The storage box instantly retracted into the ground, and then there was a sound similar to the movement of goods on a conveyor belt.

[Two, one, start cleaning.] 】

As the countdown to the electro girl ends, the entire white room is filled with flames and electricity, completely obliterating everything that happened here before.

——AD.2154.8.15——

Earth, Detroit.

"Hello, I'm Connor, a new android police officer assigned here, and I'm good at negotiating."