Of course mannequins don't count as machines. They're usually made of plastic and only serve as glorified coat racks… so when Chen Xuan walked past the display window, he just glanced at them and didn't pay any special attention.
But he very quickly realized he might have overlooked something crucial: this is the future, some "common sense" doesn't apply anymore.
"Get over here—"
Before he could finish, Wang Baihu's face had already changed drastically and he staggered backward in a hurry.
And then he tripped over the curb by the street!
The instant he hit the ground, the mannequin leapt out of the display window, arms spread wide as it dove at Wang Baihu—but because he had fallen backward, it pounced into empty air and swept right over his head.
"Holy shit!" Wang Baihu scrambled to his feet and regrouped with Honglian. "That was close, that was close, this thing's actually a robot!"
Chen Xuan's mouth twitched. This kid's luck was ridiculous.
