two hundred years later robots live with humans

In a world two hundred years from now, robots live alongside humans as equals, possessing their own physical emotions and feelings. Technology has advanced rapidly, creating digital oases, while people's deep-seated obsessions construct mirages of imagination. In the post-human era, civilization has developed at an unprecedented pace, surrounded by machinery, electronics, and intelligent natural environments. Advanced technology can simulate emotions, giving even cold machinery a touch of warmth. People may no longer rely on physical existence, and digital survival has become commonplace... However, whether now or in the future, there will always be a green oasis deep within our hearts, those persistent thoughts: a person, a thing, a scene, at a distance that is both attainable and unattainable, in the form of regret or hope, becoming the obsession of the heart. These obsessions transform into mirages of imagination in the heart, concrete yet illusory, distant yet close, making people understand more clearly the meaning of existence and protection as living beings. In the world two hundred years from now, beautiful memories can be purchased. All beautiful moments, familiar happy times, are extracted and sold by merchants. A customer searched all the memory stores to find a simple swing from childhood, but always returned disappointed, unable to find it. In the world two hundred years from now, everyone is equipped with a small AI robot to accompany their growth, observing and recording the owner's behavior and emotions. One small robot noticed that its overly kind owner was constantly giving everything in upstream, midstream, or downstream relationships, yet could not see that they were about to dry up, hurting more and smiling more easily, feeling more pain and smiling more grandly. Over time, the owner's condition worsened, emotional value was exhausted, and the robot issued an alarm, hoping the owner would first protect themselves. But alas, the alarm went unheard, and eventually, the artificial intelligence also learned to feel pain. Humans are no longer restricted by geographical locations, able to start a journey to anywhere at any time, transforming into anything in any scene. In the world two hundred years from now, all injured humans are mended by a magical robot. Adult robots mend adults, and child robots mend children, forming families and working together. All human wounds eventually heal, except for one part. In the world two hundred years from now, rapid technological advancements have finally broken through the singularity, turning legendary fantasies into reality. In the world two hundred years from now, new intelligent life can emerge from shared imagination. A thought that spreads rapidly and gains widespread resonance will grow into concrete flesh and blood. In the world two hundred years from now, most androids are composed of a "core" and a "shell." Only a very small number of androids possess a "soul"—a tiny probability product that can only appear after the core and shell are perfectly integrated. The gestation of a soul is both random and lengthy, like the birth of a natural pearl, a miracle of sand and shell embracing each other.