"I have no idea what Iām talking about!" Sam clutched his head, somewhat collapsing, "Ever since I touched the Magic Cube Fragment, a lot of strange information has flooded into my mind!
Why are you so excited?"
Optimus Prime stood up and said, "Sorry, but the name you just mentioned is the inventor of the Autobotsā technology, the former Commander of the Autobots...
This must be the information he input into the Magic Cubeāinside it, there isnāt 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. Thatās why you could pronounce his name.
As for the high-dimensional stuff... it must be a wave of exploration used by our predecessor to seek a new home. The star system name you mentioned came from his exploration wave, but ultimately... we donāt know where he went."
Sam came 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 couldnāt understand the content within, but he did indeed mention something about "dimensions" and such...
And combined with Optimus Primeās reaction...
He looked difficultly from Lille to Optimus Prime: "What he said... is true?"
Optimus Prime said, "I donāt know, I only know that spark source energy is fundamental 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 Transformers, cannot be computed using the design methods 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 Prime thought for a moment, moving on to the next topic, "since your origins are clear, Iād like to know why you are staying around Sam?"
"Iām trying to find a way home."
Optimus Prime looked deeply at Lille: "We want to as well. For the time being, weāve regarded Earth as home."
"We have many similarities, but now is not the time to explore my origins. The most important thing right now is to figure out why the Decepticons want Samās head.
Also, eliminate the Decepticons on Earth, what do you think?"
"Youāre right, do you have any ideas?"
"Of course I do."
Lille jumped onto Samās 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."
"Thatās why I say, although your heart is in the right place, you donāt understand humans. Humans need this technology, and Iāll demonstrate it in our upcoming work."
Sam suddenly shook, knocking Lille off his shoulder: "Wait a minute! I havenāt spoken yet..."
"Of course, you can speak. Once youāre on the operating table, you wonāt even need to open your mouth; I will know what youāre 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 Shellā
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. Iāll guide you on where to go..."
"Wait." Optimus Prime called to Lille puzzled, "You should come with us to meet these humans on Earth, weāve established a very good cooperation with them."
"I know." Lille turned around, "but you arenāt human, you donāt understand humans...and those youāre cooperating with are just part of humankind."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean the way āhumankindā collaborates with you is changing."
Tatatatata....
The sound of helicopters came from outside, the warriors of the NEST team above grabbing the walkie-talkie to connect with Optimus Prime.
[Defense Secretary: Optimus Prime, the President has announced new orders. Our cooperative approach needs a bit of change.]
[Defense Secretary: Theyāve sent a new advisor...]
[Optimus Prime: Iāve already met that advisor.]
[Defense Secretary: Not that one...that advisor has already been downgraded. This cooperation is a bit...complex, but you need to go to a factory now.]
Upon hearing this, a seemingly unbelievable guess arose in Optimus Primeās mind as he looked up at Lille, who just walked out of the factory gate...
The Secretary of Defense transmitted the coordinates to Optimus Primeās mind, and Lille happened to say:
"Looks like the coordinates have been transmitted to your mind."
"Autobots, itās time to act in the light."
...
[Defense Secretary: Mr. President, weāve tried many times before. These Autobots are unwilling to provide us with technical support; this time will be the same.]
[President: The past is the past, the present is the present, Secretary. Someone has put the entire battle process online and even communicated with... our businessmen.]
[President: He also communicated with me. My businessmen communicated with me. 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: Didnāt I say so? Someone 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 extremely displeased, and his head was quite big.
But he had to do this.
In fact, the existence of Transformers was no longer a baseless lie at the decision-making level in many regions. But as long as the Transformers continued not to impart technology, the government of Mei Country couldnāt 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 someone with advanced technology, claiming to break the status quo, who publicly shared the information, and even revealed some technologies?
As things developed to this point, policies, strategies, the future...everything needed to undergo tremendous changes due to the exposure of information and the emergence of a disruptive person with immense 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 donāt need to hide anymore.]
[President: The world should know of their existence.]