"I have no idea what I’m talking about!" Sam clutched his head, sowhat collapsing, "Ever since I touched the Magic Cube Fragnt, a lot of strange information has flooded into my mind!
Why are you so excited?"
Optimus Pri stood up and said, "Sorry, but the na you just ntioned is the inventor of the Autobots’ technology, the forr Commander of the Autobots...
This must be the information he input into the Magic Cube—inside it, there isn’t just the energy to keep us running and create new Autobots, but an information library maintained by leaders of generations, containing the command and history of our kind. That’s why you could pronounce his na.
As for the high-dinsional stuff... it must be a wave of exploration used by our predecessor to seek a new ho. The star system na you ntioned ca from his exploration wave, but ultimately... we don’t know where he went."
Sam ca back to his senses and suddenly realized: those pieces of information flowed through his mind, even making him automatically think about strange things.
Calming down, he found he couldn’t understand the content within, but he did indeed ntion sothing about "dinsions" and such...
And combined with Optimus Pri’s reaction...
He looked difficultly from Lille to Optimus Pri: "What he said... is true?"
Optimus Pri said, "I don’t know, I only know that spark source energy is fundantal for the survival of our kind, and the mass-energy equation only applies to components other than those directly affected by the spark source."
Ironhide and Ratchet beside him nodded, affirming the rationale.
When they design, operate, and adjust weapons or Autobots, they work in several different modes.
The part directly linked to the spark source, the Transforrs, cannot be computed using the design thods commonly used by humans today.
Sam looked at Lille: "So in your world, everyone turns into phones?"
Lille glanced at Sam: "Then to you, the humans in your world must all be brain-dead."
Bumblebee, upon hearing this, suddenly squinted, looking like a human laughing, while the radio on his body emitted sounds:
"Hahaha... I am now going to tell everyone a brain-dead joke!"
"Hey Bee!" Sam felt like he was being pranked.
"Right now..." Optimus Pri thought for a mont, moving on to the next topic, "since your origins are clear, I’d like to know why you are staying around Sam?"
"I’m trying to find a way ho."
Optimus Pri looked deeply at Lille: "We want to as well. For the ti being, we’ve regarded Earth as ho."
"We have many similarities, but now is not the ti to explore my origins. The most important thing right now is to figure out why the Decepticons want Sam’s head.
Also, eliminate the Decepticons on Earth, what do you think?"
"You’re right, do you have any ideas?"
"Of course I do."
Lille jumped onto Sam’s shoulder, pointing at his head: "I know a technology that can convert human brainwave information into images."
"Sounds like the technology the Decepticons use to read information from carbon-based life forms."
"That’s why I say, although your heart is in the right place, you don’t understand humans. Humans need this technology, and I’ll demonstrate it in our upcoming work."
Sam suddenly shook, knocking Lille off his shoulder: "Wait a minute! I haven’t spoken yet..."
"Of course, you can speak. Once you’re on the operating table, you won’t even need to open your mouth; I will know what you’re thinking:
But Sam, whether you want to go to college or live a simple life, go back and be with your girlfriend, you have to help us complete this task first.
Otherwise, the Decepticons will keep targeting you."
"Can you get my head back to normal?"
"Of course."
A Destruction Shell robot walked in from outside, and Lille jumped from the table into the Destruction Shell—
A carrier with no spark energy, after Lille jumped in and did a simple transformation, it completely joined with him!
Ironhide watched this scene with interest and said, "Interesting technology."
"The more interesting part is coming. I’ll guide you on where to go..."
"Wait." Optimus Pri called to Lille puzzled, "You should co with us to et these humans on Earth, we’ve established a very good cooperation with them."
"I know." Lille turned around, "but you aren’t human, you don’t understand humans...and those you’re cooperating with are just part of humankind."
"What do you an?"
"I an the way ’humankind’ collaborates with you is changing."
Tatatatata....
The sound of helicopters ca from outside, the warriors of the NEST team above grabbing the walkie-talkie to connect with Optimus Pri.
[Defense Secretary: Optimus Pri, the President has announced new orders. Our cooperative approach needs a bit of change.]
[Defense Secretary: They’ve sent a new advisor...]
[Optimus Pri: I’ve already t that advisor.]
[Defense Secretary: Not that one...that advisor has already been downgraded. This cooperation is a bit..plex, but you need to go to a factory now.]
Upon hearing this, a seemingly unbelievable guess arose in Optimus Pri’s mind as he looked up at Lille, who just walked out of the factory gate...
The Secretary of Defense transmitted the coordinates to Optimus Pri’s mind, and Lille happened to say:
"Looks like the coordinates have been transmitted to your mind."
"Autobots, it’s ti to act in the light."
...
[Defense Secretary: Mr. President, we’ve tried many tis before. These Autobots are unwilling to provide us with technical support; this ti will be the sa.]
[President: The past is the past, the present is the present, Secretary. Soone has put the entire battle process online and even communicated with... our businessn.]
[President: He also communicated with . My businessn communicated with . My citizens...they know as well, everyone is communicating, or rather, blowing up.]
[Defense Secretary: They know?]
In the nest command room, the Defense Secretary, busy commanding, looked shocked!
[President: Didn’t I say so? Soone uploaded the entire battle process online.]
[President: This network is a global network. Communication should also be global.]
Actually, the Defense Secretary could tell that the President was extrely displeased, and his head was quite big.
But he had to do this.
In fact, the existence of Transforrs was no longer a baseless lie at the decision-making level in many regions. But as long as the Transforrs continued not to impart technology, the governnt of i Country couldn’t do much.
Relatively speaking, they were even more willing to keep it secret: after all, even if these aliens were not willing to teach thoroughly, they could secretly improve their technology through daily interactions...
But what if there appeared soone with advanced technology, claiming to break the status quo, who publicly shared the information, and even revealed so technologies?
As things developed to this point, policies, strategies, the future...everything needed to undergo trendous changes due to the exposure of information and the ergence of a disruptive person with imnse power!
The President, thinking of this, instinctively felt that the words of that damned troublemaker suited informing his Defense Secretary.
[President: Tell the Autobots they don’t need to hide anymore.]
[President: The world should know of their existence.]
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