Invitation

"Unreasonable brat, damn Decepticon punk!"

The moment Jetfire saw Sun Cheng arrive, his face darkened with fury as he began cursing loudly.

Sun Cheng merely looked at him calmly.

He was not at all surprised that Jetfire had discovered someone had accessed his memories.

Much of Base Two's Cybertron Technology had been extracted by Sun Cheng from Jetfire's memory data. After organizing it, he uploaded it into the base's database for the Decepticon engineers under his command to study, absorb, and research further.

In a sense, the origins of more than forty percent of the base's cutting-edge technology could be traced back to Jetfire.

With Jetfire's intelligence, it would have been easy for him to uncover the issue with only a little investigation.

Sun Cheng had never intended to deliberately conceal the matter. Otherwise, he would not have granted Jetfire access to nearly all of Base Two's permissions.

Looking at the furious Jetfire, who nevertheless showed no intention of attacking him, Sun Cheng asked in return, "Are you referring to the access to your memory data?"

Jetfire's expression darkened further. He merely snorted and said nothing more.

Sun Cheng only smiled faintly. "When we were searching for companions on Earth, we detected your electromagnetic spectrum. At the time, we had no idea who you were, or whether you were worth saving..."

His words were calm, but cold.

Jetfire frowned slightly, yet surprisingly did not refute him.

Having lived through the revolution and the early days of the civil war, Jetfire still remembered just how brutal the wars on Cybertron had been.

During the early stages of the civil war, battles between the Decepticons and Autobots could involve armies numbering in the millions.

Massive war legions fought on battlefields on Cybertron that were even larger than the South America where they