[Transformers] Once upon a time there was a machine

It is not necessary to describe the beginning, because it does not make sense to the protagonist of the story.

He never remembers the beginning of the fight, he ended up winning anyway.

However, there was a fly in the ointment in this victory. He lowered his head and looked down at the cannon fodder who was willing to block his gun. He was a little confused about where this person came from and why he wanted to help him.

"..."

The dying TF seemed to be saying something. He squatted down and listened carefully to the other party's voice.

"I...did it...please give me medicine...save...ambulance..."

Before he finished speaking, the other party died.He stood up and called his old friend impatiently.

"Ambulance, don't mind your own business."

The white body leaned against the wall leisurely with its arms folded, and turned its head to look in this direction.

"Oh, I didn't expect that kid to be able to do this."

"What medicine is he talking about?"

"Well, you're thinking wrong, it's not something like an addictive potion. This kid..."

Speaking of this, the ambulance seemed to think of something interesting, and shrugged its shoulders with a smile.Finally he straightened up and walked towards him.

But he knows that this is not a good omen, his old friend will occasionally play tricks on people, for example, the current performance is obviously planning to play someone.Since the only person standing in this scene is himself, he must be careful not to be tricked by this black-hearted doctor.

"He asked me to buy medicine for his mother. In the whole of Cybertron, only I can give him what he wants, so he will listen to whatever I ask him to do. But I really didn't expect him to do it This situation is really stupid, that woman only has a lifespan of more than ten years."

Hearing this, he couldn't help frowning.Ten years is too short for the Cybertronians.He looked at the dead boy again, it was indeed a stupid slag to give up his upcoming tens of thousands of years of future for such a short life.

The ambulance took out a potion bottle from his arms and played it between his fingers: "Oh, I brought this here, what a waste. But I always keep my promises, even to idiots. Since it is you who wasted my manpower Aren’t you going to make up for his mistake, and help me run an errand to bring this thing to his mother?”

He kind of understood the bad taste of the ambulance, didn't he just want to see him make a fool of himself?Hmph, don't be kidding, even if that man's son died because of him, he doesn't feel guilty at all.

In order to avoid being caught by the ambulance and laugh at him for fear of a woman who lost her son or something, he took the medicine bottle.Moreover, he was somewhat curious.Most of the Cybertronians were born on the assembly line, and of course there were some Cybertronians who adopted 'sons' after forming a family relationship as a couple.He doesn't have any adopters, so he doesn't quite understand the concept of the so-called 'mother' and female Cybertronians.So when the ambulance asked him to deliver the medicine, curiosity got the better of him.

Looking back now, I was really calculated to die by the ambulance from the very beginning.Most of the follow-up developments have been expected by this charlatan, yes, that guy is just to see his jokes!

When he came to the dead Cybertron's house and faced his so-called mother, he was so surprised that he couldn't say anything.

"You're back, Siri."

The woman sitting on the bed turned to look at him with a smile.

Her optics didn't turn with her, she should be invisible.

No, is that really called an optical lens?she……

Scanning the existence in front of him in disbelief, he confirmed that there was no silicon element in the body of this existence, which was not even the size of his palm.

Wait, wait a minute, this one in front of you is—alien life form?

He almost crushed the potion in his hand.

"Sally?"

He glanced at the things in his hands again, and finally understood what the ambulance said before.

Slag, the so-called mother of the Cybertronians, turned out to be an alien?Of course, those local doctors who can only repair machines can't treat her disease, and only the ambulance, who often gets a lot of books from his side, knows how to treat such a fragile existence.

A lifespan of more than ten years is really as short as a mechanical insect.

Thinking of this, he walked over and handed the potion in his hand to her.

"... Medicine? I told you not to go to that doctor again. I know you kept it from me, but he asked you to do something dangerous, right?"

"Drink it."

He heard his own voice say that, good, now she should know that she is not in that labor competition.To his surprise, the woman looked surprised and delighted.

"Sally? Was that... your voice? You spoke! You've been refusing to talk to me. Oh, Sally! I'm so glad I heard your voice, I'm sorry, I'm so happy. "

The woman covered her mouth and began to cry.

He was a little surprised that the Cybertronian named Cyri could speak, and no one knew better than him.So why wouldn't he speak in front of this alien woman whom the ambulance called his 'mother'?His keen intuition made him realize that there was a story behind this, and his damn curiosity came again, and he wanted to find out what was going on.

"Drink it first, and you'll be fine."

He heard his own voice say so.

And he will find all the hidden secrets from this woman and this room.

***

It didn't take him long to figure out the cause and effect from the data board in the room.

It's a pretty uninspired story.The alien woman who accidentally landed on this planet was taken in by the local Cybertronians, and there was nothing wrong with her here.

Except that SEEKER was a soldier and died in battle soon.

This soldier had a baby. I don't know how she did it, but she did it—raised a baby on a different planet by herself.In just 20 years, she instilled in him what ordinary young organisms would take at least a thousand years to learn, allowing him to survive in such a fiercely competitive world.

Soon this outstanding young was discovered by the state, and they took him away, because such a 'genius' should receive a higher education and have a better guardian, instead of living abroad with an alien woman.

It must have been forcibly taken away. The recorder is a friend of the young body. The recorder said that the woman’s eyes were invisible at that time. He was extremely anxious and did not understand why she could not see after running a lot of 'cleaning fluid', but Also not sure how to change her 'optics'.

His friend entrusted him and told him he would be back.But the recorder knew his friend probably wouldn't come back—memory surgery, that's what they called it, and from the name you knew what was going to happen.

Even though the larvae recorded all the information that could be referred to, it still caused the recorder a lot of headaches.However, he had to rely on other partners he knew for help, although she also gave them help a lot of the time.She became an important part of their family.

The recorder wrote that he was going to leave here to find the hatchling.She was getting worse by the day, and aging, a slow-onset disease in Cybertronians, seemed to come on quite quickly in her race.She has only a few decades left in her lifespan, and it's impossible to wait like a Cybertronian.

Seri, please, I'll be back soon.

Leave this sentence on the data board.

He closed the data pad, which seemed to him a rather ridiculous thing, several Cybertronians taking turns keeping an alien?It's like a few children secretly keep a pet, and finally lose it because they can't afford it.But there are still many unanswered questions.About this woman, her planet, and the life forms of creatures like them; about why a Cybertronian would give his life for a responsibility that is not his own;

"Slag's ambulance, you kid did it on purpose."

He couldn't help laughing and cursing.

Knowing that he is a very greedy guy, especially greedy for knowledge.He longs to know everything, to know everything, to know everything.

The ambulance had expected it a long time ago, and my curiosity and thirst for knowledge would make me stop and watch.At that time, the slag will, as always, laugh with arms folded——

Hey, I didn't expect that Olean, who is proud and self-respecting, also likes to play pet games?Are you still a juvenile?Ha ha ha ha!

Hmph, you keep the pet, I'm only responsible for getting the benefits, that's it.Who let you slag plot against me.

——The ambulance in the clinic is shivering. Is it time to change the brake fluid?

The author has something to say:

I have watched too many violent mirror images of Optimus Prime recently, the endless internal injuries of being abused, so I write this to heal myself.

Just as Mr. Wei didn't start out as a second grader, even if the mirror image Optimus Prime is cruel, he still has a sweet story...

Well, this is liver nourishing article.