[Transformers] Different races, how can we fall in love?

"What the hell are these?" Sam looked at the words floating in my palm.

"This is ancient Cybertronian," said Fender, standing beside him.

"It's the real deal, and there's definitely a meaning to it, possibly a message," Brake said.

"Can you read what it says? I can't decipher the text, at least not yet," I said.

"Read? I don't understand." Fender and Brake shook their heads together, "We don't read much."

I looked at the two of them with disdain, and then looked at the bumblebee.

Bumblebee shook her head at me as well.

At this moment, I am deeply worried about Cybertron's knowledge and cultural education: "Aside from fighting, can you read some books well? So you didn't realize that you didn't have a strategy when you fought? Whether it's you or Batian Tiger, you have been pinching each other for so many years, have you not noticed that you have always been pinching each other head-on, have you ever thought about setting any traps? Have you ever thought about attracting foreign aid? Have you ever thought that apart from constant wars, you You can also choose...negotiation! For example, dividing and ruling, co-governing, etc. In the end, you destroyed your home planet, and you continued to pinch each other, without even thinking about the solution to the war."

They were collectively silent for a while, probably no one had spoken so much to them in all these years.I think this is probably because they only understand war, not politics.

With a long sigh, I stretched out my hands and rubbed the painful temples: "Although deciphering will take a certain amount of time, I will try my best to complete this work. In the meantime, please don't bother me? I don't think you will either Go foolishly and turn yourself in, Sam, and Bumblebee."

The two of them nodded and stood aside obediently.

Just when I was about to study these words calmly, Leo who had left originally came back.

The fender monster yelled: "The coward is back again."

"Look at how funny his hairstyle is." Brake laughed.

"Man, I was kind of freaking out just now," Leo explained.

"Because you're a coward." Fender said bluntly.

"I came all the way with you, I heard you have some problems, I think I can find someone to help." You have to look at me, look at Sam.

I looked up at him: "You think someone will know these words?"

"Robowarrior," he replied, "he keeps copying our website, but I know he knows the same thing about cars, maybe we can ask him."

Because we are not sure that this mechanical warrior can really help us decipher this code, we plan to divide our troops into two groups.On one side, Bumblebee and Sam went to find this mechanical warrior, and on the other side, I stayed in place with the fenders and brakes to crack the code.

Since this is an ancient Cybertron language, the information available to me is very limited, especially my computer skills are not particularly good, and I have no access to many high-tech materials.So I'm planning to go back to Boston and seek Mitchell's help.

I went to Boston overnight with fenders and brakes.I arrived at MIT in the early morning and met Mitchell who was planning to go out to class.

"Mitchell, I have to ask you for a favor," I said to her.

She looked at me very surprised, but nodded, "Okay, what do you need me to do for you?"

I pulled her back to the dormitory and drew those ancient words in front of her.

"I need your help to decipher these texts together," I said, "I know your computer skills are very powerful, can you help me hack into the government department's website to access these materials?"

"It's against the law, Camilla." Mitchell thought I was crazy, and she shook her head.

"I believe you have the ability not to be caught." I looked at her and said firmly.

Seeing my insistence, Camilla finally compromised: "Although I don't know what you are going to do, well, I will try my best."

After she finished speaking, she walked over to turn on the computer and began to help decipher these ancient texts.

I was comparing the texts as she breached the government's internal firewall.

After an hour passed, she suddenly pushed me and pointed to the computer: "Look, these photos."

I leaned over and looked at the computer screen, and found that these words have appeared in many places on the earth, but scientists have never deciphered what they are.

Apart from anything else, I tried my best to take out the pen and paper, and copied and drew the text on the picture, only to find that the text on it was exactly the same as the text in the fragment.

"It must be sending some kind of signal," I said, "but what exactly is it trying to say?"

"Camila, don't you think they are connected together like a sentence?" Mitchell said, "If we assume that a symbol represents a word, then this should be exactly a sentence, and the content of this sentence may not be accurate. Just what you want to know."

I believe what Mitchell said is right: "Check where these places are and whether they have any special meanings. If we connect the special meanings of these places into one sentence, will it be what we are looking for? Answer?"

Mitchell nodded, typing quickly on the keyboard.

Soon, she gave me the answer.

"You see, this is a temple in Thailand. When this temple was built, these writings were already there. Because this place was born towards the light, it was the first place to see the sunrise, so it is also known as Land of Dawn." Mitchell said, and then he pointed to a picture, "Could this symbol represent Dawn?"

"This possibility is not ruled out." I wrote Shuguang on the side.

Then I did not use this method to continuously arrange the text on the side, and record the local characteristics or meanings one by one.

Finally, we have a sentence: When the dawn shines on the tip of the dagger, the three kings will open the way.

"I think that's the answer," I said thoughtfully.

"I think the place you need to go is Egypt," Mitchell said, "the Gulf of Aqaba at the tip of the Red Sea."

I turned to look at her.

She pointed to the computer and said to me: "The primitive Semites called the Gulf of Aqaba 'the tip of the dagger', which corresponds to the dagger in this sentence."

"And the dawn shining on the tip of the dagger should be the time, that is, the time of dawn." I speculated, "then the first sentence means to come to the Gulf of Aqaba at dawn, and the latter sentence should be That's the real destination."

"If the dawn refers to the time, then the three kings should refer to the three stars of the dawn. Because the sun has not yet risen at dawn, there cannot be three moons, and the only ones that can be numerous between heaven and earth are three stars. The above are only stars. Then the three stars known as the Three Kings are only..." Mitchell kept typing on the keyboard, flipping through the information, and then said the answer I wanted, "Orion—the three kings. Coordinate projection, finally showing, the mountains of Petra."