[Transformers] Once upon a time there was a machine

"Heh, begging him is a waste of time, that guy doesn't have the phrase instant gratification in his vocabulary."

The cold mocking sound interrupted the feast of the sensor, and he didn't need to look up to know who was standing at the door—except for the ambulance, no one else had his threshold code.

"what's up."

Perceptron's indifferent words seemed to confirm the ambulance's words from the side, but he didn't stop, continuing to erode the drifting body and will with his sophisticated methods.

"A piece of good news—ah, sorry, it might be bad news for you." The ambulance said with a smirk, "Crystal City has surrendered, and now all the TFs that belong to him belong to us, bullshit. The emperor wants to see Drift, so He can't miss a single part. You know, Perceptron, the emperor has warned you not to use the parts of your colleagues. If that person knows that you are still eating wild food when he expressly prohibits it—tsk tsk, if you lie down On my medical bed, I'll install a new head sculpt for you, the one that doesn't need a mouth."

Obviously, the dire-sounding threat of the ambulance annoyed the Perceptron.Although he was still smiling, his actions on the drift made it clear that he was quite annoyed.He went deep the last few times, and with the spin friction, the drift soon cried out for overload again.This time the perceptrons were overloaded too, but his overload was full of anger and vent.

"I have to admit, she is indeed a beautiful little bitch."

The ambulance folded its arms and looked seriously at Drift, who was completely unconscious.To be honest, he has been paying attention to this TF for a long time, and sending him to the perceptron has ulterior motives.The ambulance itself prefers the large and robust TF, but this does not prevent him from enjoying the beauty of such a slender TF being |dried.More importantly, he is very happy to watch the perceptron's emotional ups and downs, whether it's the appearance of hunting with appetite, or the appearance of being mad because the food slipped from his mouth-well, although those who really want to see these In fact, it is the Emperor of Destruction, he is just an accomplice with the same evil taste.

"I still recommend removing the emotional unit control element in his body. If TF with ulterior motives uses it to control drift, it will be quite troublesome."

The perceptron left the drifting body, still unwillingly staring at the dish that should belong to him.

"That will be after he has met the emperor. Do you think the emperor will not know if he has tampered with him?"

The perceptron snorted coldly, and began to put the disassembled body back together angrily.

"Actually, as long as you don't be stubborn, obey the emperor's wishes, and don't think about the parts on that one..." the ambulance couldn't help persuading.

"You know the impossible ambulance."

The sensor had already started cleaning the drifting body, and he didn't even glance at the ambulance during this period.

The ambulance sighed.He just knew it.One and two are so stubborn.He couldn't help but think of what happened a long time ago, when Optimus Prime became the Lord of Destruction.

No, it's not at all accurate to say what happened.Because he still doesn't know what happened.

Optimus Prime was lying there, surrounded and under him were the corpses of King Kong piled up like a mountain.

The ambulance that just arrived called the emperor's former name, and ran over in a panic, trying to repair the damaged body of the purple-black King Kong.

Purple-black...why this color?Why did his once bright red paint mottled and fell like blood?Why did the leadership module on his chest radiate hot temperature and an ominous electromagnetic field? What happened to his old friend?

That's when he saw the perceptron.Like him, he came a step late, like him, he didn't know what was going on, and like him, he was worried that their old buddy's perceptrons rushed like crazy, reaching for Optimus Prime's body.

The ambulance stepped aside, knowing that if the toxicologist tasted a piece of Optimus Prime's parts, he would know what happened to their old friend and prescribe the right medicine.Of course, this kind of behavior is also risky. Although the sensor has strong analysis and anti-drug capabilities, it is not really invulnerable to five poisons.What mutated Optimus Prime might also affect the Perceptron.

At this moment, Optimus Prime suddenly woke up, and with a wave of his hand, he threw out the perceptron that was close to him. The terrible force caused the perceptron to fly far away and hit other TF's body damage.The ambulance's first reaction was that Optimus Prime was still awake, and mistook the sensor for the enemy.However, he heard his old friend growl in a tone that was almost dealing with anger—

"Don't think about my parts, Perceptron! If you dare to put it in your mouth, even once, I will wring your neck immediately!"

This is Optimus Prime's first order after becoming the Lord of Destruction.

The ambulance strictly obeyed this order, and did not give the sensor any possibility of approaching the Emperor, even to obtain replacement parts from the ambulance.

This order is apparently still valid today, and the perceptron is still unwilling to obey this order.

All wayward bastards.The ambulance thought so and sighed.

6 Drift met the emperor with fear.

One hour ago, he had just narrowly escaped from the hands of the two big devils, the perceptron and the ambulance. To be honest, he couldn't believe that he was still alive.His audio reception didn't go offline for the short time the ambulance thought he was passed out.He heard the ambulance talking to the perceptron, about something from a long time ago - although he didn't hear all of it, it didn't prevent him from making inferences.

The Ambulance, the Perceptron, and Optimus Prime the Wrecker, the three of them knew each other a long time ago, long before the Liar.What's more, they are very close and familiar with Megatron.

Optimus Prime is an ambitious TF, and it is his calm intelligence that attracts a TF who also possesses power, desires power, and is full of ambition.He is powerful and charismatic, and has his own influence and strong appeal among the people. It is these things that make the government feel afraid.The government tried to recruit him, and it should be said that it almost succeeded. The fact that the leadership module chose him is the best proof, isn't it?

However, some kind of accident happened... Drift didn't know the specific circumstances, and from what the ambulance said, even he and the perceptron didn't know what happened.Optimus Prime has become stronger and more brutal, which doesn't fit the ambulance's aesthetic - he left Optimus Prime and joined Skyguard.

The emperor's anger can be imagined, but the perceptor told the emperor that the ambulance did this only to obtain the enemy's intelligence, and then the perceptor took the risk of sneaking in to find Tianhu to find the ambulance, and finally persuaded the ambulance to bring him back.

But later—it should be that the perceptron has been wanting to taste the parts of the emperor, which annoyed the emperor. Since then, the scientist has been kicked away and not allowed to appear in front of the emperor.The semi-exiled Perceptron can only vent his dissatisfaction on the occasional soldiers sent by ambulance, and taste their parts to satisfy his appetite.

The relationship between these three TFs is quite special. It can't be said whether they hate each other or like each other. They often use such and such things to torture each other a little bit, but if something happens to someone, the culprit will first bear the tragic revenge.

The fear of drifting was the reason, he didn't know what the emperor meant when he summoned him.After finding out that he was a spy, and after the sensor had dismantled him, did the emperor want to ask him about the secrets of Crystal City, or simply throw him into the furnace?He was not sure at all.

Drift lay on the ground in front of the emperor's seat, with his head bowed deeply, not daring to move.

The silence lasted for a long time, and finally, he heard a sneer from the throne.

"Well, it's a clever ghost. Look up."

Only then did Drift raise his head tremblingly, suppressing the deep fear in his heart, and looked at the King of Destruction who was half lying on the throne with his legs crossed.

This body, this temperament, this silent sitting here is the TF of tyranny, the existence itself makes all living beings tremble and worship.At this moment, Drift deeply understood the well-known saying of the Great Destroyer——

Obeying me is the freedom of all sentient beings, refusing is a dead end.

That's right, you don't need to explain it in words, you should know that this is a natural law as a matter of course when you see him at first sight.

At this moment, Drift admired being able to stand up in front of such a TF, pointing at Megatron who said he was going to fight against him--a TF with such courage is indeed enough to be the leader of Tianhuo.

"My stupid men didn't do anything disrespectful to you, Drift."

Optimus Prime's finger gently clasped the deputy of the throne, although it was a question, it was in a declarative tone.

"Of course not, my lord."

Drift immediately bowed his head and bowed to the ground again.He covered up his easily debunked lies with a respectful gesture, even though he knew that was the answer Optimus Prime wanted to hear.

"Heh." Seemingly thinking his performance was quite funny, Optimus Prime tilted his head and looked at him with his hands on his head, "Then what is your impression of the perceptron, drift?"

Sure enough, the Great Emperor knew everything that happened.Oh, of course, if no one else said anything, the ambulance would tell the emperor every word.

Drift wants to say that the perceptron is good, but he knows that's not the answer the Emperor wants to hear, and a lie that's too clumsy will only attract anger.But given the information he now knows, he can't guarantee that speaking ill of the perceptron will have the same result, not to mention that he will probably be ruthlessly retaliated by that smiling tiger professor afterwards.He thought and thought, and finally answered like this——

"He is in pain, my lord."

Drift heard his own voice speaking.

"I don't know what the cause was, but he was in pain."

This is the truth and it is also a lie.

Drift probably guessed the reason.Something unknown happened to Optimus Prime, and there was nothing anyone could do about it, yes, there was nothing anyone could do about it anymore.Optimus Prime has become the king of destruction, this is an irreversible fact.

But the perceptron seems to think it is his responsibility, and the perceptron still refuses to give up. He wants to rescue the emperor from the indescribable disaster, hatred, and pain, but he can't do it.The emperor didn't even give him a chance to get close to him.

The perceptron is very painful, because Drift knows that people who are good at torturing are quite painful people, and because they know how to make it more painful, they are better at torturing others.

After that, there was a long silence.

Coolant dripped from Drift's head, and Drift waited quietly for the verdict that was about to fall on him.

"You're a pretty good spy, I have to give that credit. No one found out that Crystal City still exists, and you're a spy from there, before the Perceptrons noticed you because of your internal makeup."

Drift trembled slightly, was the emperor going to kill him?

"Did the perceptron save your life, without asking for any compensation?"

Drift was taken aback for a moment, indeed, it was the perceptron that saved him when he almost died in the first place.But why didn't the perceptron eat parts of itself then?

"come over."

Drift hesitated for a moment, and finally obeyed the emperor's order to approach the throne.

"There is a mission for you. You can choose to refuse it now and die immediately; or accept the mission and die when the mission is completed." The emperor laughed at his own words, "Haha, although Both are dead ends, but I guess you prefer a slower death?"

Drift helplessly and somewhat desperately looked at the bully leader. Although he didn't want to choose either, he didn't have the right to refuse.