[Ironhide: Such powerful energy... This energy can compare to the Magic Cube...]
[Ironhide: Lille, don’t you want to transfer to a certain world using the space bridge? Now is the best opportunity.]
Right now, what stands before Lille is the ultimate weapon of the IMC, a weapon they hope will defeat the resistance.
This weapon is manufactured based on an energy source called "Holy Chest," which they found on Tifon Star. It possesses extrely powerful energy and is accompanied by space-ti warp phenona.
The task of this research facility is to study the Holy Chest, to create a weapon based on it that folds space-ti, transmitting energy to any location in the Universe, even enough to destroy a planet.
Even before ti stopped, Anderson helped Lille hack into the facility. Now, Lille can single-handedly read and write the equipnt in the frozen ti-space...
For the equipnt, Lille wrote in a large amount of data in an instant. Considering that ti stops before Lille accessed the database for the information security of the facility, it’s as if Lille attacked the facility with an almost infinite frequency—
This attack is impossible to defend. After all, the system is frozen, but the attacker is not.
All experintal data of the IMC is fully displayed before Lille, even allowing him to bypass Mad General’s self-destruct command and forcibly stop the self-destruction!
The only thing he cannot stop is the uncontrollable Holy Chest, like a nuclear bomb starting a chain reaction.
But the research results of the Cybertron team gave Lille a new idea: energy indeed started to explode, but the equipnt is not completely scrapped yet.
If at this mont, using the energy of the Holy Chest helps Lille transfer, then he might directly enter the Cyberpunk World!
Jack was storing the information Lille transmitted to him while scanning around the device, hoping to get more details for the resistance.
Lille faced the space-ti folding weapon, and Johnny appeared at the edge of the console:
[Johnny: What a powerful weapon... I can guarantee that our world absolutely cannot make such a terrifying weapon...]
[Johnny: Our world, barely making it to Mars, yet talking about... Tifon Star?]
[Johnny: Oh, hell no, wonder if there’s Tifon Star in our Universe. If there is, we need to hurry to grab this thing and bomb the company’s holand...]
After babbling for a while, he looked at Lille with arms folded:
[Johnny: Are we going back?]
Lille didn’t answer imdiately but lifted his right hand. Anderson’s wristband was integrated within his gauntlet, rging with his body.
Now he can fully control the space-ti folding weapon. With Johnny’s connection, he once again gained the chance to return to the Cyberpunk World.
But sohow, he suddenly rembered that unacquainted guy Anderson, rembered how he heard BT’s instructions without hesitation choosing to cooperate and directly headed towards the battlefield center.
Lasticomasa, Jack Cooper, Anderson, and the resistance of this world, the border residents, and that Hamoni Star target of the IMC...
The border holand is also where Jack invited him to join them, a place where countless resistance fighters bravely fought as they moved forward.
Honestly, the problems faced at the border are almost the sa as those in Latovia: a powerful corporation joining forces with a political group and army, launching an attack for so reason.
And if the Cyberpunk World is added, then the border, Night City, Latovia all just happen to deal with companies...
Even adding Cybertron finds a common point: they all face, from the start, overwhelmingly dominant enemies wanting to bring an oppressive future.
The border resistance endured hardships similar to Burger King’s life-and-death fights in Night City, similar to the wars under Atlas’s promised future in most of the Marvel World...
Maybe Latovia, New York, Night City, Hamoni Star, border... these things separated by infinite dinsions, even asured in this Universe in units counted as infinite, but their experiences are the sa.
If you ignore friends, ignore those in the sa situation, choose self-interest within your capacity, it’s only a matter of ti before becoming an enemy—
Looking at Jack focusing on the task with no guard against Lille, Lille suddenly thought of another Jack:
That damn Jack also said sothing like "after coming here, you’re a Haywood person"; Night City also has a phrase "after you co, you’re a Night City person."
Abandoning Jack here is like sprinting towards becoming soone like Johnny, towards being soone who cusses but chooses self-interest when given a chance.
"We’re not leaving now."
"Don’t forget, I accepted Cooper’s invitation earlier, and you’re thinking about so extraterrestrial travel. If IMC wins, this travel will cost you entrance fees."
[Johnny: Haha, what bullshit are you spewing again.]
Johnny laughed, shaking his head with arms folded.
Though his words sound bad, his expression reveals a "I knew it" flavor.
[Johnny: Your Holy Mother speech makes sick, but I support you.]
"Cooper, I have a plan."
Jack looked at Lille, who then raised his arm pointing at the space-ti folding weapon: "This thing, I have intercepted its energy signature. I can directly track its future location."
"You can track the Holy Chest directly?"
"That’s right, and more than that, I can use its power to directly send us to its side."
These words stunned Jack: Lille clearly just encountered this thing with him, and within minutes, he could even control the space-ti folding weapon and alter its use?!
Lille turned around, his chanically intense body appearing sharply defined in the static light of the Holy Chest, yet this obviously purely chanical body gave Jack the feeling he was still human.
At this point, Jack suddenly noticed Lille’s form was completely different from when they first t, looking more humanoid.
"Do you...know what this thing is?"
"Not only do I know, I know what I was looking for is it. I need it to help win a war, and I also need the wristband Anderson held..."
"You an, you help complete this task, defeat the IMC, and we help you win... another war? A... deal?"
Jack quickly reacted, imdiately picking up Lille’s cue; he was clearly not stupid.
But Lille paused a mont, looked at him, and said:
"Not a deal, but mutual aid between friends, you and , the resistance and... us, we have the sa circumstances. You help , I help you, friends."
Jack evidently didn’t expect Lille to say so, but quickly he ca to: "Friends... Allies seems more appropriate right, but you’re right, you and I are friends, resistance can also beco friends with you.
But I can’t guarantee the resistance’s stance on the Holy Chest..."
Lille bypassed Jack, thrusting his hand into the console: "Jack, rember what you said before? You’re part of the resistance."
In just one minute, Lille spoke several tis statents completely unexpected by Jack.
Jack heard this and froze for a mont, then chuckled shaking his head, standing beside Lille with his rifle: "You... you really know how to make friends."
"Then I assu you agreed, I guess I should take so ti to na our alliance, like Dinsional Anti-Corporate Shock Unification Front..."
"Huh? What did you say?"
Jack was extrely shocked by Lille’s joke, even causing Johnny to jump in surprise.
[Lille: You might not believe it, but I’ve always been humorous...]
[Johnny: I find your words quite humorous.]
[Cross-Dinsional Communication]
[Lille: Correct the model, help locate the region in this dinsion with the sa energy signature.]
[Ironhide: Are you sure? I don’t know your situation on the other side, but opportunities like this won’t co back once missed.]
[Lille: I’m sure. I made new friends here.]
[Ironhide: Got it. Brother always trusts your friend-making skills.]
[Ironhide: By the way, I can attempt to transmit so Cybertronian weapons to you, referencing the database you just read, hoping it helps you.]
[Ironhide: Optimus Pri asked to tell you that Autobots never hesitate to make friends.]
Five minutes passed, ti started to flow slowly!
The circular device began to rotate violently after the program was entered, the entire facility’s equipnt dramatically shifted in operational status under Lille’s control, with nurous devices overloading to the extre attempting to keep up with the Holy Chest’s burst speed, yet light speed seed turtle-slow in this environnt, unable to match the rate of destruction Lille’s temporary regulation imposed—
Amidst the explosive flash, a dazzling Energy Pillar suddenly shot out, Lille raised his right hand greeting the beam of light!
[Ironhide: Let us help our new friend win this war.]
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