Hoover Dam bottom.
Area Seven, Staff lounge.
Harold was wearing shorts, revealing his strong body that had been maintained through years of exercise. Water droplets were dripping on his bronzed skin, along the outline of his muscles.
He had just taken a shower in the bathroom. When he walked out, he picked up a white towel and wiped his wet head. His eyes were wiping randomly while he was thinking.
Since Dr. He-El became the main person in charge of Area Seven a week ago, Harold has never stopped exploring his existence.
For Harold, Dr. He-El gave him a very special feeling.
Harold couldn't feel any danger from He-El. He was even sure that he could subdue this handsome doctor with extremely good skin in five seconds using military fighting skills.
But similarly, Harold could not feel that Dr. He-El had any love for research, although after the first day here, Dr. He-El successfully cracked the Metal Cells formation method of carbon-based life, which made the whole Advanced Research Department crazy with joy.
The next day, he led the scientific researchers to reverse engineer the dead Nokia 6300 and develop the outrageous thing Metal Element.
The third day was even more outrageous, and the application of Metal Element was directly developed.
How outrageous, this Metal Element is incredibly mobile and adjustable. For example, if a Metal Element the size of a fingernail is made into an AK47, then this AK47 can be enlarged and stabilized into a normal firearm, with superior performance hundreds of times higher than that of an ordinary AK47.
When not in use, it can be reduced to the size of a fingernail and hung around your waist like a key.
Advanced Research Department's group of scientific researchers have begun to explore the multifunctional effects of Metal Element, planning to try to build a Metal Element house that can be hung on the waist and carried around.
On the fourth day, he directly used the elasticity of Metal Element to transform into Liquid Metal. The metal particles in Liquid Metal can be used to build various CPU cores.
When Harold saw this, his scalp was already numb, and he had the idea of killing Dr. He-El with one shot.
Isn't this the fucking liquid Robots of Terminator?
What the hell did you create?
Harold knows that his thoughts are extreme, but Dr. He-El's level of genius and innovation have exceeded his ability to accept.
Although Harold felt that he could subdue him within five seconds, he still felt a chill towards Dr. He-El from the bottom of his heart.
Fortunately, in the following fifth, sixth, and seventh days, the other party was observing the cube and NBE-1 and did not come up with any more magical operation. Otherwise, Harold would not know what Dr. He-El could do.
'Beep, beep, beep...'
The Apple laptop on the bed sounded, interrupting Harold's meditation.
Harold took off the white towel on his head and hung it on the back of the chair. He quickly stepped onto the quilt, crossed his legs, put Apple's laptop on his lap, and opened it. An encrypted information channel was calling.
Harold Move your finger on the trackpad, move the mouse, and click.
"Boss, I didn't find any information. I even searched for the most explosive private files on the small hard drive in the home of President Department of Defense, and found nothing at all. Is this guy really a secret talent cultivated by the country? I didn't even find a trace of his personal growth experience from studying, eating, shitting, and growing up. There is no trace at all on the Internet. It would be more reasonable to say that he fell from the sky!"
Harold's eyes are delicate.
On the screen was his previous department, the subordinates of 'Space-to-Surface Surveillance Safety Information Department', who had powerful network reconnaissance capabilities and could basically dig out all the information about any United States person.
Even some secret military bases have the ability to find a glimmer of information.
Now I can't find any information about Dr. He-El.
Is the level of confidentiality so high?
"No need to look for him. What's going on in various countries recently?"
"Speaking of this, there is a lot of noise. China, Russia, Japan, United Kingdom and other countries, the world's famous technology consortium, Microsoft, Apple, Amazon, Samsung, Foxconn, Dell, IBM, etc., as well as the Wall Street financial circle and other forces with money, power and technological strength, are all making Laser Precision-Engraved Nanomaterial Technology that they don't know where they came from, carving protons, spending a large national project to carve protons, and then putting the carved protons on rockets and putting them into space. Are they crazy? Are they all possessed by demons?"
Harold felt calm and felt very unusual.
Ever since that black shadow appeared and since 'Space-to-Surface Surveillance Safety Information Department' was disbanded, the whole world has been caught up in strange behaviors with the same goal.
Even in our own country, most of the high-tech laboratories are carving protons, including those all over the world. They have carved out countless protons and put them all into space.
It is impossible to know what the use of protons carved out by Laser Precision-Engraved Nanomaterial Technology is.
"Boss, let me show you something good!"
The beeping sound awakened Harold's deep thoughts. He looked at the screen and saw a blurry black figure, vaguely showing the S in the diamond frame on his chest.
This S is too vague to be considered an S.
"I used more than three million photos of black shadows that instantly stagnated and turned back. Can you see the transparent overlapping outlines? It's the S logo of Superman!"
"It's Superman! It's a dark Superman!!!"
Harold glanced up at the S mark on the chest. The outlines of his face overlapped, and there seemed to be a vague outline of facial features, but it was very unclear.
He didn't want it to be a creature because it would be too creepy.
It is impossible to imagine the existence of a creature with a speed exceeding Mach 1,000.
Harold directly stopped this subordinate who used to wear Superman T shirt to work, stopped his fantasy behavior of superheroes, told him to pay attention to the behavior of countries around the world, and then closed the laptop directly.
Whether it is the black shadow or the proton carving actions of consortiums from around the world, they are vaguely related to Area Seven's new Dr. He-El.
You don't need to do anything else, keep an eye on Dr. He-El, and sooner or later you will find the reason for all these abnormalities.
Moreover, he felt that a storm was coming and smelled an unusual smell.
Last night, meteorites were found falling all over the place and then disappeared. Witnesses said that the meteorite transformed and escaped. And the new transformation Robots appeared. Under the attack and pursuit of Area Seven's brigade, a yellow Robots and two humans related to Robots were successfully captured.
According to the news, there are still several alien Robots transformation vehicles hidden in the city.
Harold put on the green military uniform, M9 Pistol fastened it to the waist, took two extra magazines and several different grenades, sorted out the military uniforms a little, and then Opening Gate headed towards the cube observation deck.
Recently He-El has been observing AllSpark at the observatory.
Sure enough, Harold saw the back of He-El here. He was leisurely holding the coffee cup with his hands, slowly and elegantly immersing it in the coffee cup, and drinking the coffee lightly.
"Dr. He-El, I thought you were going to observe the new yellow Robots." Harold walked forward and stood half a step to the left of He-El.
"I've already seen it." He-El said.
Harold glanced at He-El and asked, "Don't you have a thorough understanding of this thing? What you have developed in just a few days exceeds the achievements of all scientific researchers in the 94 years since the discovery of the cube."
"I'm waiting for it to change." He-El took a sip of coffee, looked at a corner of AllSpark with a smile, and found AllSpark with a small gadget.
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Frenzy, is made of steel branches as small as toothpicks, and can be transformed into small objects, such as mobile phones, stereos, etc.
He can easily take advantage of his small size and flexible movements to lurk in unknown corners, and is extremely good at invading computer systems, uploading and stealing files.
For example, at this moment, in order to find the whereabouts of Decepticons leaders, Megatron and AllSpark, he turned into a mobile phone, sneaked into Hoover Dam in a human bag, and finally found the whereabouts of AllSpark.
His four blue eyes raised their heads and looked at AllSpark. An extremely familiar magnetic field attracted him to rise. AllSpark flashed out a stream of electricity, transmitting a stream of energy into his body, filling him with a full sense of power.
There was a 'pop'.
After replenishing his energy, he fell to the ground.
His eyes flashed with excitement, and he informed Decepticons through channel waves.
"AllSpark location confirmed!"
Starscream, who was at the Nevada military base, transformed into an F-22 Raptor fighter jet. After receiving the message, a human was projected in the cockpit and began to contact the Decepticonss.
"I am Starscream, all Decepticons, prepare for action."
"Barricade is on the road." Barricade is clearing the way in the city with a police car, the roof of the car lights up blue Red Lanterns, weaving through the sea of cars, heading towards the target location.
"Noisy check-in." The Abrams-shaped main battle tank, which was equipped with a mine-sweeping plow, a secondary turret, an anti-tank missile launcher, and a twin-mounted M2HB heavy machine gun, began to move on its tracks, directly running over the steel wire fence and heading towards the target location.
"Bonecrusher sets off." A Buffalo armored mine-clearance vehicle turned from the air force base, passed Fighter Jet, drove out of the base, and headed towards the target location.
"Blackout entered the queue." Blackout, which destroyed United States's military base stationed at Qatar, transformed into an MH-53J'Pave III' multi-purpose helicopter hidden in the desert. After receiving the message, it stirred the propellers, rolled up the yellow sand, and headed towards the target location.
Many Decepticons members are heading towards the target location, and they all agree:
"Long live Megatron!"