When Androids Developed Self-Awareness

Humans and androids were destined to be different. It was just that no one had expected humans to hate androids so much in the game's setting.

Just like machines in modern industry—no matter how impressive they were, weren't they still just tools?

Like the joke people often made: no matter how powerful a virus was, what could it do if you unplugged its power supply?

"It wouldn't completely replace humans, would it..." Yinzi muttered quietly when he saw this.

Perhaps because they had never experienced it themselves, the players found it hard to relate to the hatred of "tools."

"Actually, I kind of understand. My parents told me that around a decade or so ago, when we started using machines, a whole lot of people were forced out of work."

"Times are advancing. It's not like they'd starve to death."

"If androids really worked in the future, why couldn't they work and support me? Why did they have to replace me?"

Everyone's eyes were full of confusion, but they believed that if they continued, they would soon find an answer.

Connor walked through the somewhat damaged corridor. Armed guards were stationed discreetly throughout the house, watching one direction vigilantly without sparing the protagonist a second glance.

From Connor's perspective, everything in the room was data that could be scanned and analyzed.

Even the dimensions of the room had become measurements mapped out on a grid.

Everything could be analyzed. Every person displayed corresponding information in his eyes.

And that was how androids saw everything.

The furious roar of the tactical commander making phone calls came continuously from the bedroom. He was waiting for instructions concerning a life, but the person on the other end of the line did not give him a precise order.

After hanging up, the tactical