"This is Cybertronian language, the language of the leader..."
"A very ancient language, it records that seven of the earliest Transforrs set out into the universe to search for energy sources... Weird, I don’t know this part of history."
If Optimus Pri had human-like facial features, he would likely frown just like a human.
But even so, his eyes noticeably narrowed, indicating his inner turmoil.
Cybertronian script, and specifically the leader’s script, is so ancient that current Autobots almost don’t recognize it. Only Optimus Pri, the leader, can find the corresponding script in his spark core.
Information recorded in the Autobots’ sparks seems inherently fragnted, and most other Autobots just shrug: they know it’s Cybertronian script, but that’s about it, unable to extract detailed information from it.
Optimus Pri, who understood the information, was a bit stunned: he didn’t know either.
What are these seven Primordial Transforrs heading towards the sun...
"... They built energy harvesting devices on suitable planets, destroyed stars, collected the energy from stellar explosions, and compressed it into Spark Energy...
They had a principle of never destroying planets with life."
Optimus Pri’s voice grew softer as he read, until he reached "never destroy planets with life."
Perhaps because this ssage seed to co from a leader long ago, he felt a sense of resonance or even recognition...
Not bad at all.
However, to the human ear, this ssage sounded entirely different. Sam, Leo, Schleski, and Fassbender were all dumbfounded:
"Blow up what? The sun?"
"Yes, blow up the sun. The death of a star releases enormous energy, and only such energy can be turned into a spark source.
This text records a key used to activate the energy harvesting device buried on Earth. The principled Primordial Transforrs hid it sowhere on Earth, leaving only a clue:
Dawn illuminates the Dagger’s tip, three kings reveal themselves...
gatron once said there was another energy source on Earth. He must have ant this."
"We must find that thing before the Decepticons find the key, or our sun is dood..." Sam imdiately grasped the critical point but quickly developed a new doubt, "But if this information is in my mind, and he needs to capture to get the information, how does he know there’s another energy source on Earth?"
"Hmm..." Optimus Pri mused for a while, "The information ntions only six ancient supre leaders hiding the key, but if all seven agreed, they wouldn’t need to hide the key...
There’s only one possibility: they had a conflict, like the civil war on Cybertron, dividing into two factions, or our war is a continuation of that conflict.
The one that’s different... I know why gatron knows there’s another energy source here."
"Why?"
"During the ti you went ho, we’ve been pursuing the Decepticons with the Nest force, and just a few days ago, one Decepticon we took out said this: ’The Fallen shall rise.’
Perhaps the civil war exhausted both sides, but those six Primordial Transforrs hid the key’s location, and the Fallen Decepticon survived till now...
If that’s the case, gatron is likely following the Fallen Decepticon’s orders, aning the Decepticons ca to Earth far earlier than we know."
Lying on the operating table, Sam looked over at Lille: "Is it done? I feel like I’m in decent shape."
Lille didn’t speak, quietly sensing the Spark Energy flowing into his body through the Cybertronian energy conduits designed by Ironhide, even emitting a dazzling light as the energy coursed through his body—
Even this leftover scrap of Magic Cube Fragnt energy was a substantial boost to Lille, given his Transforr size!
Ratchet calmly stated upon seeing Lille’s condition: "Your body is too small, and the Cybertron Alloy on you has reached its energy storage limit. You need to supplent tal to expand your fra..."
Energy overload exceeded the containnt limit of the Cybertron Alloy Lille was using, directly causing the light to escape from the tal surface, aning energy would keep leaking out.
But soon Ratchet noticed sothing extraordinary: as this energy flowed through Lille’s body, it all converged towards his core—
Like rivers flowing into the sea, the Spark Energy entered the core and instantly lost its glow, completely internalizing!
Both Ironhide and Ratchet wore expressions of surprise and confusion, simultaneously deploying their specialized scanners...
The energy entering Lille’s almost unresponsive core seed to vanish, with the radiation levels completely returning to the previous state!
[Acquired new pure spark source energy.]
[Your body structure can now easily harness spark source energy, with the modified ark reactor sufficient to contain exotic energy sources.]
[Ark reactor charged, spark source energy can sustain activation of suitable Fusion Elents, not needing additional energy to restart after reactor shutdown.]
[You have two choices for the surplus spark source energy: invest it imdiately in body reconstruction and upgrade or store it in the ark core for scheduling.]
Lille was faced with two choices, and he decisively chose the second one.
At present, he theoretically did not need stronger personal abilities; in contrast, there were many undeveloped uses for the spark source energy, and who knew when new technology might erge?
The Vibranium-forged ark reactor was originally for containing Fusion Elents while withstanding the high-temperature, high-pressure reactions, but at this mont, it also served perfectly as the best container for spark source energy.
Once Lille completed the absorption, he saw Ironhide and Ratchet both staring directly at him, with scanners continuously emitting scanning radiation, skimming over his body.
They were all focused on one thing: Lille’s core hidden beneath a thick chest plate.
This little guy, only 1.2 ters tall, was previously only shockingly dense; now, he was sowhat unfathomable...
They couldn’t scan Vibranium, couldn’t see anything with the spark radiation scan, only with optical sensors.
"You have tal on you that we’ve never seen before, incredible..."
"Ahem." Lille coughed twice and retracted the Octopus Arm from Sam’s head, storing it back into his body.
One had to admit, with the aid of Cybertron Technology, storing these tools was indeed much more convenient; now he just appeared to have a 15-centiter extension and an additional tal cape on his back.
"Now’s not the ti to discuss this, since we already know what the Decepticons want, we can lure them out and eliminate them, addressing a potential threat: we find the key and chanism first and destroy them like they did before."
Lille looked at Optimus Pri, and Sam suddenly realized he had the answer to the question from earlier:
Why try to capture him when they already knew about another energy source’s existence?
One possibility is that they didn’t know the key’s location, but another possibility...
They wanted to take down Optimus Pri.
Sam suddenly felt reassured: "They’re afraid of you, Optimus Pri."
"But he’s not in great shape now." Lille chid in, "So this operation must be conducted in the sunlight: aliens have done so much on Earth, how could we not unite for a major action?
Now you see the wisdom of humanity, don’t you, Optimus Pri?"
Optimus Pri said nothing, but silently shifted and moved his newly repaired shoulder.
He indeed wasn’t in good shape.
Let’s go with the plan of this peculiar little person and see what happens.
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