Why Did You Do It, Jianshu?

My name was Jianshu.

Lady Wanzhou created me. I was a [High-Firepower Combat Bangboo], the last one remaining in New Eridu.

An absolute, inviolable prohibition was engraved into my underlying code: Never point my gun at an unarmed human!

For me, who had been created to protect humanity, this was not a shackle.

It was the honor Lady Wanzhou had bestowed upon me, the principle by which I calibrated all my actions.

Until that day arrived—the war swept across the entire city.

After the war, the city burned. Beneath the lead-gray sky, despairing cries filled the ruins.

I wandered everywhere with my master. Hunger and fear had long since twisted his face and shattered his reason, leaving him like a walking corpse.

We roamed through the ruins when my master suddenly stopped.

Not far ahead stood a woman.

She held a baby in her arms and clutched a can of food tightly to her chest. It was the mother and child's only food, their entire hope of surviving.

"Jianshu! Help me snatch that can from the woman's hands!" the man ordered.

At his words, I looked at the woman. She too was emaciated.

The woman looked at me as well—more precisely, at the weapons equipped on my body. She staggered backward in terror and held her baby even tighter.

[Master, command conflict. Target is an unarmed human. Unable to execute attack command.]

"Useless trash! What bullshit conflict!"

The man roared, "These are extraordinary times! I order you to attack her! Jianshu, do you want to watch your master starve to death?!"

He did not care about any command conflict.

As long as he could survive, killing one person or killing two made no difference.

[Command error. Core prohibition... unable...]

My logic core began to stutter.

Just then, an elderly woman