Mannequins obviously didn't count as machines. They were usually plastic products, used only as clothes hangers... So when Chen Xuan passed the display window, he merely glanced at them and paid them no further attention.
But he quickly realized that he might have overlooked something important: this was the future, and some common knowledge no longer applied.
"Get over here—"
Before he could finish, Wang Baihu's expression changed drastically as he hurried backward.
Then he tripped over the curb by the roadside!
The instant he hit the ground, a mannequin leaped out from the display window, spreading its arms as it pounced on Wang Baihu—but because he had fallen backward, its attack missed and passed over his head.
"Holy shit!" Wang Baihu hurriedly rolled over and scrambled to his feet, regrouping with Honglian. "That was close, that was close! This thing's actually a robot!"
Chen Xuan twitched the corner of his mouth. This kid really did have incredible luck.
Out in the open, the mannequin's appearance became much clearer. Its exterior was badly worn, with the outer covering peeled away in several places to reveal a metallic shell underneath. Its joints exposed moving mechanisms, while its back still bore a power port and an electric shock warning symbol.
A century ago, mannequins had generally been made of plastic, because that was already enough to meet demand. But a hundred years later, robots were no longer expensive, and mannequins no longer merely had to hold up clothing—for shop owners, an intelligent mannequin that could pose in various ways to display outfits for customers, or even promote products on its own, was clearly much more appealing.
During those few seconds, two more mannequins walked out of the display case.
Three Nano-Lifeforms at once?
Chen Xuan immediately made his judgment. "Focus on the