Machine Slave Return, Machine Butler

Chen Zhao Technology Company's Machine Slave officially went on sale!

Yayoi Company's Machine Butler officially went on sale!

The two rising giants of the robotics industry went head-to-head on the same day.

On the very first day, the competition had already reached a fever pitch.

In the bustling districts of many cities, large numbers of wealthy people gathered outside the two companies' stores, pacing back and forth in indecision, unsure which one to choose.

"The Machine Slave costs 800,000, while the Machine Butler is half the price at just 400,000!"

"You get what you pay for. I'll buy a Machine Slave first and try it out!"

"I'll get a Machine Butler. It should be about the same. I trust Japanese products."

"This is too hard to choose. They can both be returned anyway, so I'll buy one of each!"

"They both seem like very intelligent robots! The price difference is double, so which one should I buy?"

"It has to be domestic! Isn't Chen Zhao's name big enough already? In the field of artificial intelligence, if Chen Zhao said he was the father, no other company would even dare call itself the son. The most advanced ones are only at grandson level!"

Different people made different choices and went into the stores to shop.

Spending more money really did mean better service—the contrast between the two companies was stark. The Machine Slave could be delivered right to the customer's door, with dedicated staff to explain how to use it. The Machine Butler, meanwhile, had to be taken away by the buyer themselves. As for how to use it, there was only a thick manual. Read it yourself, learn it yourself, and if you couldn't figure it out, too bad.

The rich were choosing and buying. Ordinary people were waiting.

Waiting.