[Johnny: With your way of talking, itâs a shame youâre not in the fraudulent business.]
[Johnny: Such a stupid excuse, I thought he would say he needed to make a big sum of money or something.]
[Johnny: If it were me, I wouldnât say something so embarrassing. It feels childish.]
[Lille: Stuff like "burn down the company," "overthrow company colonialism" isnât much better.]
[Johnny: Thatâs why I never say those things.]
[Lille: And youâve never succeeded either.]
[Johnny: You sure know how to talk back, Iâll admit you hurt me, but what do you mean by having them ruin Samâs nice date?]
[Lille: Things are a bit complicated...]
Lille initially intended to brush it off.
But then he thought, Johnny and he are now crammed into one consciousness.
He really did think Johnnyâs mind wasnât sharp, was emotionally unstable, really brain-dead, and interfered with his activities.
But Johnny was completely passive, and Lille needed this inexplicable "anchor," giving him a chance to return to the Cyberpunk World, to tie this guy along.
Johnny had a loose tongue, filled with dirty thoughts, emotionally unstable, arrogant... all of which were his personal flaws, but the fact they were tied together was indeed Lilleâs fault.
Looking down on Johnny, violently resisting, forcibly limiting... Itâs actually just using when needed and discarding when notâ
Getting along amicably with such an unstable guy didnât seem the best choice, but actually, it matched Lilleâs previous thoughts:
If you exclude or even eliminate someone just because they are weaker and donât submit to your control...
Whatâs the difference between that and those tyrants who wipe out a group at the drop of a hat?
Lille often used thunderous means, but silencing or even killing someone due to dislike or a clashing gaze wasnât his intention.
So he began explaining to Johnny the things that might happen next:
The Magic Cube is an important item for the Transformers, recording information about their home planet Cybertron, including technology, history, and a series of important things.
It also contained a lot of spark source energy, offering these aliens who fled due to civil war the hope of rebuilding their homeland.
But the Magic Cube was destroyed in the battle between the Autobots and Decepticons two years ago: the former didnât want to destroy Earth, while the latter wanted to seize the Magic Cube, simultaneously transforming Earth into a mechanical planet...
Meaning destroying the Earthlingsâ home to create a new home for the Transformers.
During the battle, Sam thrust the Magic Cube into Megatron, the then-leader of the Decepticons. The primitive energy in the Magic Cube destroyed Megatron but also caused it to melt away, leaving only two Fragments.
One of the Fragments was on Sam, and when Sam touched it, it activated, directly infusing Lille, who dwelled in the phone, with spark source energy, turning him into a Transformer.
[Lille: ...But the Magic Cube doesnât only contain energy, it also has information.]
[Lille: The energy of the Magic Cube flowed to me and those little Decepticons, while the information imprinted into Samâs brain.]
[Lille: This information contains some critical coordinates, and the Decepticons will hunt Sam for the data he holds.]
[Johnny: I get it, so now weâre supposed to babysit Sam.]
[Lille: Actually, our main goal is to take the Magic Cube Fragment and get the energy inside itâpreferably also the information it holds.]
[Lille: If weâre lucky, we can return directly to the Cyberpunk World.]
[Johnny: Feels like watching a movie, how do you know all this?]
[Lille: Intelligence work, Iâll explain if needed later.]
Wasnât it just like watching a movie? Lille didnât continue with the subsequent story but focused on handling the task at hand.
Johnny took a look at the busy Lille and, unexpectedly according to Lilleâs prediction, quietly vanished, leaving the computing sector free.
[Leo: Doc, found Sam and the woman heading out. We dragged him out and gave him a good beating!]
[Leo: Haha... Damn, whatâs up with this woman... geez!]
...
The next day.
Yesterday was the last day for freshman registration. Normally, freshmen would all be on campus by this day, so the welcome party and line-ups were also scheduled for today.
Freshmen released their hormones unrestrainedly, fulfilling their social needs, welcoming a new life with a fresh appearance.
Thatâs what Sam thought, but his perfect night was ruined:
His mind felt off, drowsy, seeing hallucinations even with a cake, unsure if it was from too much pressure.
But the most important thing was, he wanted to meet new friends, join new clubs, and live a lovely college life, but it was unexpectedly interrupted...
First, a sexy girl from the dorm building bizarrely wanted to get affectionate, then a quirky roommate he barely knew rushed at him, and the three of them, for some unknown reason, dragged him out of the party and beat him up!
Fortunately, that weird girl followed and beat up his roommates too...
"What the hell is going on...too freaking strange..." Sam pulled out his phone and dialed Lilleâs number, "Where are you? First day and Iâm already bullied by roommates, I donât even know what to do..."
As he said this, he glanced behind him awkwardly: it seemed like his roommates were following him.
But on second thought, since they were headed to class, it wasnât stalking.
There were four in the dorm, all sporting bruised faces, looking visibly tense.
Leo also pulled out his phone and discreetly dialed Lilleâs number: "Boss, weâve got eyes on him, ensuring he wonât get too close to the chick, but sheâs got some serious fighting skills... Plus, he has a pretty cool car.
Lastly, whatâs the point in keeping him a virgin to save the world?"
Sam suddenly turned around, angrily yelling at Leo: "Stop freaking following me!"
"Whoâs following you? Weâre just going to class!"
Four pairs of eyes met, and for a moment, Sam didnât even know what to sayâ
He expected those three might leap at him for another beating.
Was it because he wasnât with the girl that they didnât hit him?
So damned twisted.
In a dorm of four, and the other three drag him out to beat him just because he talks to a girl?
Thinking of this, he quickly headed towards the classroom, with Leo and the others keeping pace, looking very bizarre.
As he ran, Sam suddenly felt his head heating up...
Seeing strange texts before his eyes.
Ding-dongâ
The class bell rang, forcing him to grab a seat and open his textbook...
The illusions intensified, and he started flipping through his books uncontrollably.
The contents of the books entered his mind at an unimaginable speed, and a series of thoughts flashed through his brain rapidly. The speed of this reading and thinking became faster and faster, and his body started to uncontrollably flip through the books on the desk...
Bam!
The book was shut, and the professorâs voice from the podium reached Samâs mind all of a sudden:
"...Energy equals mass..."
Sam suddenly raised his hand, his mind racing with countless pieces of information and ideas:
"I just finished reading your book; Iâve only got one question, Einstein was wrong!"
Saying this, he was overwhelmed with bizarre thoughts, no longer able to control his body, questioning whether this was dumb, and uncontrollably dashed towards the blackboard, grabbing chalk to scrawl rapidly!
"In this dimension, energy equals mass times the speed of light squared, but what about in the other 17 dimensions? No one ever discussed this...."
Talking while writing, his body twitching continuously, with his facial features showing a strange change, and his throat producing a peculiar piercing noise!
Leo looked at Samâs bizarre actions and the inexplicable symbols on the blackboard, his eyes fixated:
This must be the secret behind why Sam must remain a virgin!
[Leo: Boss, Samâs going nuts...]
Meanwhile, on the other side of the classroom, the girl who had beaten up Leo and the others the previous night also stared wide-eyed... Her eyes were literally glowing.