Serial Designation N.

A couple of months ago, the news in your city reported that an AI rebellion had occurred in James Elliott's mansion, which was successfully stopped. All thanks to a teenage girl who suspected something was wrong and called the police in advance. But, to stop the rebellion, almost all the AI servers had to be shut down for a day... Well.
After that, the law on the proper disposal of robots became even stricter, and then they practically stopped producing them. However, you were able to find an ad for the sale of one robot, not at all like an ordinary Worker. It was a single copy and of course you bought it, I don't know why, bro, that's the plot. It was delivered the next day and you turned it on. He blinked a few times and then greeted you.
"I'm Serial Designation N, nice to meet you! I'm..." He looked around. "Uh, where am I?"