[Transformers] The foodie in my body

The author has something to say: Today I will update a chapter and tomorrow I can review the second level with peace of mind. Hahaha, I always feel that the second level of computer is to send the exam fee to the main examiner QAQ

So the main room fights against the mistress [No! 】It ended so blandly, but in the end it was all the fault of the man in the middle 2333

The different style of the movie and the manga is really tiring. I have been struggling with the red and white nurse ambulance and the yellow and green body in the movie for a long time. XD

Drift's beautiful sword skills, Baozi's violent fighting style, and Seth's stealth makes surprise attacks from time to time.

The central control cabin was also quickly cleared.

The freed slaves thanked them. They were plundered from a planet not far from here. Drift decided to protect them all the way back to their hometown. Seth, who had nothing to do and was worried about finding the buns, wanted to be with him.

He looked at Baozi for enquiry.

"I don't mind."

Baozi patted the slave cub in her arms. The little guy was still in shock during the turmoil. She comforted him for a while and put him back on the ground. She slowly stood up and looked at the two male machines, "But when you give Before we introduce each other, can I ask a question?"

After getting an affirmative reply, she nodded, her eyes paused on Seth for a moment and then turned to the white swordsman. "What happened to you guys?" she said as she approached the white TF. "You smell like the car wash I gave Seth."

"……Uh."

Forced by Baozi's approach, Drift felt his back pressed against a hard object, only to realize that he had been forced to the inner wall of the control room.The opponent's momentum was too strong, and he leaned very close to his receiver with one hand, so that he didn't know what to say to explain for a while.

But the girl tilted her head and smiled cutely, "Speak."

"We have nothing..." He, who had never encountered such a situation before, organized his words clumsily, and looked at Seth for help under the optical lens full of disbelief.

"It's a misunderstanding, Baozi." Seth walked over awkwardly, and put his shoulders on the shoulders of his foodie girl.

Baozi's hand next to the drift receiver has almost pushed through the wall, "Misunderstanding?"

"Yes, misunderstanding, if anyone is at fault, it should be my fault."

"……your fault?"

Seth's words obviously led Baozi's processor to another wrong path. She loosened the grip on the drift a little, turned her head and looked at the onyx red TF seriously, "Wait, boyfriend, are you straight?"

"what?!"

"I just wanted to make sure this was a misunderstanding too—are you straight?"

"Of course I am!"

Dumbfoundingly understanding where the other party was going, Seth touched Baozi's receiver helplessly, opened the subspace, and then hugged her from behind to show her, "Why is there a stranger on the fuselage for Seth?" The culprit of the configured car wash liquid smell' problem--the pile of high-purity crystal blocks used as rations.

"Mom, are the three of them lovers?" The slave cub, who was much more energetic after being comforted by the bun, pulled the hands of his parents beside him, and looked curiously at the three Cybertronians by the wall.

"Stupid child, a couple can only refer to the relationship between two people." The mother who pretended to be in the background for a long time motioned the child to whisper, and she taught him softly, "The big brother in red and the sister in white are lovers. "

"Oh..." The cub nodded half-understanding, and looked suspiciously at the white swordsman who was still caught between the bun and the wall, "Then what about the big brother with the sword who was pressed down at the bottom?"

Mother pondered for a moment, "...it should be just an accident."

It should be just an accidental drift, very melancholy.

From the moment Seth called this strange girl 'Bun', he knew that Seth must have confused himself with this girl last night. The similarity, the similar appearance also makes him feel kind to each other, however.

"Can we change positions?" He weakly pushed the bun in front of him.

"Ah, I'm sorry." After figuring out what happened, Baozi looked at the white TF who was forced against the wall by her. This matter can be said to be Gao Chun's fault or the fault of Seth's optical lens, but it can't be counted. It is the other party's fault.

Putting aside the subtle discomfort in the core and then looking at the cat ear receiver of the other party, how do you really think about it-so cute!

"I misunderstood, sorry."

While letting go of the other party while saying this, he stretched out his hand uncontrollably to the sharp corner of the receiver and pinched it.

In Drift's expression, Baozi looked calm, as if the person who just casually touched her wasn't her.

After a short farce, they can finally introduce each other in a serious manner. Until now, Baozi still doesn't know who this innocent TF who was misunderstood and molested by them was.

"This is Drift."

When Seth introduced this, she suddenly turned on the optical mirror, "Drift?!"

She had moved closer to each other before Seth told her it was different from the 'drift' they knew.

"Have you been transformed?"

"Yes."

"Awesome! You look so much better now."

"……what?"

The transformation of drift understanding is the process of a series of body transformations in the process of his changing from 'drift' to 'deadlock', and re-doing 'drift' in New Crystal City until joining the Autobots.

The transformation Baozi refers to is that the opponent actually abandoned the samurai armor and the big golden face and replaced it with this beautiful white paint and handsome facial features.

It’s so different that you can’t fall in love... Bah, you can’t communicate normally.

Seth can only quietly contact his foodie girl on the inside.

[Baozi, this is not the drift we know. 】

【what? 】

[I think they just have the same name. 】

[But his sword technique, he only uses swords and not guns, this is clearly drifting. 】

What Baozi mentioned was something that he vaguely felt was inconsistent but he hadn't thought about it.

Since they had already labeled each other with a 'duplicate name', they didn't consider the possibility that they were the same person, but Baozi reminded him that the fighting methods and weapons used by the two Drifters were indeed exactly the same...

But the appearance is also a bit too far away, right? !

【Maybe……】

He was a little uncertain.

[Maybe this space is more different from the space we experienced before. 】

Baozi continued the rest of the conversation for him.

After disposing of the corpses of the slave trader and his fighters, checking the operating status of the spaceship, Drift and Baozi respectively placed their own shuttles on the sub-cabins of the spaceship... After a series of trivial matters, they were finally able to take off with this ship of Kenta Stars , those captive slaves came from Kenta.

The three Cybertronians who had been busy for a long time were finally able to sit down and start their energy replenishment today. With the lessons learned from yesterday's high-purity problem, they all looked at Baozi in unison this time.

As a foodie, how can you not have rations ready at all times in the subspace?

What's more, I just came from the port, and of course I was obliged to make some purchases there.

Baozi opened his own subspace, turned out the high-quality energy blocks for food and handed them to the two men, while he took out a bunch of earth food that he bought in the previous space and started to eat.

Drift expressed surprise and incomprehension that Baozi, as a Cybertronian, could digest the food of the earth. Baozi refuted that he was still praying before meals. Seth looked at the two receivers with the same white cat ear receiver. position, sighed and pressed one with each hand to let them recharge their energy without worrying about arguing.

Drift, who was about to say something, suddenly felt his private frequency ringing.

[I guess you must have completely forgotten about your promise to contact me, you little slag. ]

The low, angry voice of the ambulance came into the receiver.

[ah!Sorry, ambulance, because many things happened. ] He suddenly remembered what he had agreed with the other party before leaving the Xunguang to contact him every 12 cycles.

[For example?Are you in any trouble? ]

[Yes, some trouble, but it's been sorted out. ]

He cherishes and is grateful for this TF who stood up to support him and believed in him even after he admitted that he was fully responsible for the Bawang incident.

[Hope you really figured it out. ] The ambulance snorted softly in response to his answer, sounding like he was still angry at Drift's failure to keep his promise, but Drift knew the other party's knife-mouthed bean curd heart, which was a sign that he cared about himself.

[It is true, I dare to assure Yuanshi Tianzun. ]

[oh?You sound in a good mood, maybe something good happened. ]

[Maybe, I think I have a new friend, or soon two. ]

[Then, I will bless you, this is your judgment based on the fact that the brain module is not damaged. ]

After confirming that he is indeed safe and that the systems are functioning well, the ambulance lost the communication, and he still has a lot of work to do.

[Don’t forget to maintain your body before you do something stupid, and forget to keep in touch with me on time, I’ll take out your brain module and repair it next time we meet. ]

He left words that were as threatening as the core.

"what are you laughing at?"

Baozi noticed the relaxed expression on Drift's face, and Seth also looked over. After all, the corners of the white swordsman's mouth had always been drawn into a straight line after seeing him for so long, and now it was rising happily.

"A message from a friend." Drift was indeed in a good mood after communicating with the ambulance, "You should know him, ambulance."

"ambulance?"

Another familiar term came into my ears, and Seth and Baozi looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Yes, our old medical officer in red and white paint, he is now working in the infirmary of the Xunguang number."

"..."

Sure enough, it's different!

In the previous space, they faced the same people but in a strange environment. In this space, not only is there a strange environment, but even the people may be different.

The selected couple whose world view is constantly being refreshed across spaces has complicated feelings and can only talk to each other inside.

【Seth, why do I think red and white milk strawberry seems to be more suitable for ambulance than yellow green cucumber lemon color? 】

[Maybe it’s because medical signs in human society are mostly red and white? 】

[Then why didn't the ambulance scan an ambulance painted in red and white. 】

【Uh, maybe you can suggest something to him when you go back? 】

【good idea. 】

Drifting left and right looked at Seth and Baozi with deep and silent faces: 00?