"Ah, Tinder, the lifeblood of the Cybertron."

In the military base in the Sahara Desert, the leader of the Decepticon, the commander of the flight troops, the slender and elegant star roar, the Red Scream, is standing in the empty hall on the bottom floor of the base.

This hall is nearly 10 meters high, which is like a mythical palace for humans, and for tall Cybertrons, it is also spacious enough.

At the top of the hall in front of Xingxiao and other Decepticons, an inverted triangular metal square was fixed there. The square was very huge, with each side of it nearly 3 meters long. It was very similar to a pyramid, and it was layered. On the surface of each metal square, it was painted with incomprehensible Cybertron text. This decoration made it look less like a product of technology, but more similar to some mysterious magical objects.

But it was indeed created by the ancestors of the Cybertron.

That is technology that humans cannot understand.

“It’s already in my hands.”

As the other Decepticons were watching, Xingxiao smugly moved his shoulders. In the movement of the gorgeous metal shoulder armor, it raised its hand and gently touched it with its slender and mechanical fingers at the top of the fire.

Accompanied by the green data stream, the huge metal cone-shaped square flashed on the surface of the fire, just like when the Cybertron deformed, countless parts and modules flipped in different directions and were embedded. In the dazzling event, the metal square quickly shrank and finally turned into a handful of text-covered metal blocks similar to long hexagonal strips, falling into Xingxiao's hands.

This is the true form of the fire seed, a "key" to unlock the mystery of mechanical life!

"Things that even Megtron did"

Xingxiao looked at the metal blocks emitting crystal-like light in his hand, and he whispered:

"I did it!"

It turned around and looked at the Decepticon warriors behind it who walked into the hall. A ray of light flashed in its red eyes. It asked:

"Why are you back? Where is the solar wind?"

“It’s dead.”

A flame-painted Decepticon held his arms and leaned against the edge of the hall, saying indifferently:

"It was a strange human being killed with his fist. I saw with my own eyes that its head was blown out with a punch and then its body was torn apart. It was a shame."

Although he witnessed the death of his companion, the Decepticon's tone was not sad at all. On the contrary, its evaluation was full of disdain for the weak. In Xingxiao's gaze, the rebellious guy said casually:

"We were going to avenge it, but you gave the retreat order, so we came back. I heard that the trash that charger died? And the Elegy, a little stronger than it, disappeared?"

"right."

The elite Decepticon warrior beside Xingxiao was powerful and arrogant, and the shocking thunder with a strong personality snorted:

"It's a pity that all the weak are dead. This time we have 'heavy casualties'."

"Hahaha."

Its words immediately attracted the disastrous echo of the other side sitting cross-legged on the ground. The Decepticon, who always makes noise, said in a sharp voice:

"Isn't this better if a few wastes die? The Decepticon is not a garbage dump, you need all kinds of garbage."

The frustration caused other elite Decepticon warriors to nod their heads frequently. Obviously, these guys also believed in this cruel way of survival. Among these never-friendly stars, the weak ended up with death.

"Okay, it's quieter."

Star Soul did not stop these bastard villains from ridicule the dead. In the eyes of the real Cybertron, the mourning of death is the most meaningless of all the emotions simulated by the data processor.

Their feelings and souls are born on data. In the cold data world, death is nothing more than the difference between 0 and 1.

After experiencing the terrifying and tragic Cybertron Civil War and witnessing the destruction of home, mercy is a real luxury for the Decepticon who has won and lost everything.

"Although the weak are only worthy of dying, they have survived many wars at least."

Xingxiao carried his hands on his back, like a real leader, and he said pretentiously:

"If humans in this world can kill two of our warriors, it means that they are not as weak as we imagined. At least the warriors among them are more difficult than we imagined. If we are sure to conquer this world, then we have to come up with a plan."

Speaking of this, Xing Xiao turned his head to look at his companions. As usual, when talking about the plan, these arrogant guys shut up.

Obviously, they themselves also know that they are not the material for planning.

Decepticons worship power, so wisdom is a rare quality for them. After the disappearance of the powerful commander Megchuang, Xingxiao was able to take over as the leader of Megchuang, a large part of the reason why Xingxiao was once the most outstanding military adjutant under Megchuang.

It is a powerful and evil character.

"Well, I already have a plan."

Xingxiao stretched out his finger, and amid the sound of steel collision, it said to other Decepticons:

"Our pioneers have been lurking in this world for a long time. We should thank our outstanding intelligence officer sound waves, as well as the barricades and knockdowns of the pioneer warriors we hide in this world in advance. They have brought us a lot of information about this world. As far as I know, the level of civilization in this world is still in a very primitive era. Life in this world constructs a network of data, but it is very rough and easy to be broken."

A cold light flashed in Xingxiao's red eyes, it said:

"Let us use our innate talents to teach these indigenous people what the power of data is. I have commissioned Sound waves to prepare data connectivity devices for you. You are connected to the network of this world to disrupt the information flow, modify those parameters, and erase those important data!"

"Before they see the unparalleled destructive power of the Decepticons, these backward natives will first realize the power of the Cybertron in the collapse of the data world!"

It spread its hands and said to all the subordinates in front of it:

"I know, you don't like this kind of data warfare, it can't bring you the pleasure of destruction and destruction, but believe me, you will soon have a chance to see the world burning."

"So, just treat this data war as an appetizer before destruction."

"Go and destroy the data network of this world as fast as possible."

Xingxiao waved to the other Decepticons, and it said:

"When the Typhoon arrives in this world, you can let go and kill!"

The other Decepticons did not have much resistance to Xingxiao's orders. In other words, during the period when Megtron disappeared, Xingxiao used his evil wisdom to win many victories with them.

The majesty accumulated by these victories always subconsciously obey Xingxiao's orders.

After all the other Decepticons left, Xingxiao stood alone in the wide hall, and with his hands low, behind it, the red wings and tail wings separated in the shape of the x-shaped ones dragged out strange shadows on the ground under the light.

It is waiting for someone.

A few minutes later, a guy with a longer body and more bizarre arc appeared in the shadows at the edge of the hall.

Compared with Xingxiao and other Decepticon bodies, this guy is like a malnourished thin bamboo pole, but the sharp pricks and blade-like hands that embellish the arms and limbs cast a layer of sharp temperament.

This is a Cybertron who is good at moving in the shadows, which is rare among the Decepticons who worship power.

"Sound wave, you're finally here."

Xingxiao turned his back to the Decepticon intelligence officer standing in the shadow, and he said in a stern tone:

"I thought you wouldn't welcome us to this world. Where is that loser?"

"@*!#￥%￥%￥…(Mr. Megchuang is not a loser! It is the leader, you must respect it! You should unblock Megchuang, it needs energy to recover.)"

The sound waves made a series of hard to describe sounds in the shadows, just like the friction of steel. They seemed to be unable to speak like bumblebee, and could only communicate with other Cybertrons in this slightly weird way of communication.

Fortunately, Xingxiao can understand.

"Oh, is it just below?"

Xingxiao looked down at the floor tiles under his feet, and said in a playful tone:

"You ask me to unblock it? No no no no, I can't do it now."

"%￥￥@! (Xingxiao, your confused pursuit of power will ruin you! Lord Megchuang will wake up, you must remember your identity! You are just an adjutant!)"

Hearing Xingxiao's answer, the sound wave raised his head in the dark, and there was a trace of emotional fluctuation in the strange sound it made, as if it was arguing about something.

"You said I'm fighting for power?"

Xingxiao turned around with an upset expression. There was a beating light in its eyes. It said in a low tone:

"You accuse me of being a betrayer? No, Sonic, I'm not! I'm as loyal to the powerful Megtron as you, and if I could, I would definitely unblock our true leaders at the first time, but the problem is that the time is wrong."

This conspiracy commander of Decepticon explained to the sound wave:

"Look, we have already obtained the spark, which means that the Decepticons have completely won the Cybertron civil war. But after the defeat of the strong enemy, we, the loyal servants of Lord Megchuang, will face the internal disputes. You should not forget the shock wave? That conspirator who is comparable to Lord Megchuang, is his tight controller, the Shadow and the army above."

"Do you think that now, who is in control of power, will allow Lord Megchuang to return safely?"

Xingxiao said in a weird tone:

"No, it won't, so I have to find a chance. I called the Typhoon to come to Earth to create a chance for us servants who are loyal to Lord Megchuang to kill a shock wave with one blow, so we have to endure and endure! Do you understand?"

Xing Xiao waved his hand suddenly:

"When the time is right, I will naturally unblock Master Megchuang, but now, don't discuss this in advance. Listen to me, and first help those brainless guys complete data uploads and take them to destroy human data networks. Now, there is no need to hide them anymore."

"As for me, I need to prepare something first."

Xingxiao looked at the fire source in his hand, and it said:

"There are some things that can pose a great threat to shock waves. Humans in this world don't need to worry at all. We should prepare for the return of Lord Megchuang. What do you think? Sound waves."

Facing Xing Xiao's argument with ease, the silent sound wave stood in the darkness without answering immediately. It was not until several seconds later that it nodded unwillingly, and then disappeared silently into the darkness as Tathagata.

Xingxiao watched the sound waves leave. After its sensing radar confirmed that the sound waves had actually disappeared, the frightened flight commander made a sarcastic sound:

"Megtron is just a loser. I admit it was powerful when he was alive, but so what? Isn't it just one step away from death now?"

"I am the leader of the Decepticon. The era of Megc has passed. In the next era, there is only one name, that is Xingxiao!"

The guy murmured to himself and clenched the fire source in his hand, and said:

"But before that, I have to find something hidden in this damn world."

"Leader Module, why did you fall into this damn world? Where are you hiding?"

—

"Didi, Didi."

On this quiet night, in California, far away from the Sahara Desert, in a mansion by the best and most scenic beach, Playboy Tony Stark had just played a thrilling "game" with his dear secretary. Now Potz is in a deep sleep, but Tony, who is used to working at night, quietly came to the basement in his pajamas.

It was like a mad scientist exhibition hall, and Tony used his amazing financial resources to build a big boy castle for himself, and he placed everything he liked in this spacious basement.

Every legendary character has some quirks, and Tony Stark, who inherited the ingenuity of the legendary inventor Howard Stark, naturally also has his own little habits that are unknown.

He likes to work at night, and in quiet nights where no one disturbs, his inspiration always comes like a tide.

"Jarvis, bring up the design drawings that were not completed yesterday."

Tony sat in a comfortable chair with a cup of hot coffee. Before the artificial intelligence he had made himself could call out the unfinished work, a harsh warning was sent from the data workbench in front of Tony.

"Damn!"

At this moment, the coffee cup in Tony's hand fell on the ground, and the fragments of the delicate ceramic cup and the mellow liquid inside it were spilling everywhere.

But he had no time to clean up this.

He installed alarms in his lab, which would only alarm him when a special event occurred.

For example, the President suddenly ran naked on the street in front of the White House, for example, the earth was suddenly invaded by aliens as in 1994, and the nuclear arsenals around the world were activated, and the whole world was trapped in the terrifying doomsday of nuclear war.

These are Tony's evil tastes. He is still a simple inventor and businessman now, and he doesn't think these things will happen.

But now, the alarm is on.

He looked at the warning message on the floating screen in front of him, and Tony's expression turned a little pale at this moment.

The launch procedures of three bases on North America that were sure to store nuclear weapons were activated on this night by some data signals that Tony had never seen before, and the nuclear weapons entering the launch procedures had already locked in the capitals of other major powers in the world.

Nuclear war is about to break out without warning!

"Bang"

Tony took out his cell phone in a hurry and called a number he thought he would never dial in his life. A few seconds later, the phone was connected, and Tony stared at the screen, he said:

"Mr. Fury, I believe you already know what's going on now to give me enough analog signal permissions."

"I don't have time to joke with you now, Mr. Tony, you refused to help us a few hours ago, so I can't give you permission."

Fury's shocked and angry voice rang on the phone, and he said: :

“I have something important”

"I can stop those nuclear weapons from launching!"

Tony screamed:

"Give me permissions! Hurry! We are friends now, hell, I will help you!"

A few seconds later, Fury's voice rang again:
Chapter completed!