Our great nation of China traverses the multiverse.

The interrogator in military uniform looked particularly displeased.

You're not giving me any face, are you?!

Megatron still had a fierce expression.

These weak humans actually dared to interrogate me.

He, the leader of the Decepticons, will absolutely not submit...

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound,

Inside the room, a massive 1000mm energy cannon suddenly appeared, its muzzle pointed directly at Megatron's head.

"Gudu!"

He swallowed a mouthful of lubricant.

Megatron's eyes widened instantly.

"name!"

The interrogator, dressed in military uniform, lowered his hand from the red button, crossed his arms, looked at Megatron with disdain, and coldly questioned him.

Even if they won't listen to reason, they should at least listen to the physics behind this 1000mm cannon!

“Wei…Wei Zhentian.”

A few drops of lubricant appeared on Megatron's forehead, and he suddenly became extremely obedient.

"gender."

"Gender? I'd say it's a male robot."

"Ok?"

The recorder paused, then looked up at Megatron with surprise.

What does it mean to be considered a male robot?

"Although Cybertronian mechanical intelligent life forms have genders, we use asexual reproduction, and the offspring are cultivated, so we generally do not have the concept of gender."

Seeing the recorder's displeasure, Megatron quickly offered an explanation.

"I see. That faction?"

"The Decepticons."

"..."

During the subsequent interrogation, Megatron was very obedient, and the interrogators were quite satisfied.

of course,

The fact that it went so smoothly was all thanks to the superb interrogation skills of the three interrogators, and definitely not because of the 1000mm cannon pressed against Megatron's forehead!

"Excuse me, gentlemen... what will be our arrangements next?"

Seeing that the three... kind and amiable humans had finished their interrogation, Megatron, mimicking Starscream's demeanor, asked with a fawning smile.

"Oh, you've committed crimes against humanity. You'll probably be sentenced to a labor camp next."

The interrogators in military uniform finished tidying up the documents and were ready to leave.

However, seeing that Megatron was at least more cooperative than the other Decepticon minions, he said a few more words.

"How long was the labor camp sentence?"

Megatron's hand trembled slightly.

Labor reform

Why does this term sound so familiar to him?

"Your Cybertronian mechanical intelligence has a long lifespan, so you should be sentenced to at least several hundred years. The specifics will depend on the final review."

The uniformed interrogator smiled faintly:

"It just so happens that the tourist planet needs a lot of miners, and you will most likely be sent there for labor reform."

"A miner... a miner?!"

The familiar term caused Megatron's expression to freeze instantly.

Long-forgotten memories surfaced from the depths of my heart.

He, Megatron, was once the leader of the miners on Cybertron.

never expected,

Finally, he went back to his original job.

What the hell,

Going mining again?

And it would take hundreds of years to dig!

Chapter 366 Are you even capable?!

Transformers world

Most of the Decepticons' main force has been captured, leaving only scattered and disorganized soldiers who continue to lurk on Earth and pose no threat.

therefore,

The members of Project 237 focused their attention on Cybertronian mechanical lifeforms.

This peculiar life form opened the eyes of all the biologists involved in the project, leaving them utterly amazed.

Especially the engineers!

The Nine Provinces World

In prisons that hold engineers,

Thanks to the engineers' cooperation, the place no longer resembled a prison, except that the security level remained unchanged and the engineers were still not allowed to leave at will.

Which prison has an ancestral temple that satisfies the engineers' desire for worship?

Which prison allows engineers to freely wander around and eat whatever they want?

Which prison?

They would let prisoners and guards put their arms around each other, and even invite prisoners to give lectures at nearby universities of science and technology.

In addition to necessary precautions

Because of the performance of Holos and others, Project 237 has been treating the "prisoners" here better and better.

In the dark room, on the black wall was a strange statue. The statue was a creature with a head like a teardrop, a perfect streamline, a body that radiated a metallic sheen, a ferocious mouth, and a tail that looked like barbs.

This statue looks eerie and fierce; it is Deacon, the progenitor of the engineers and the prototype of the Xenomorph!

The room containing the statue of Deacon is the ancestral temple that caters to the engineers' faith.

Inside the temple, the elder Dino sat quietly cross-legged beneath the statue, his hands gripping a cane tightly, his eyes closed, and his fair skin strangely glowing with a faint fiery red under the dim light.

He was praying, or rather, listening to the answers from genetic computation.

"The choice of Horus, a mechanical intelligent life form, is correct."

He slowly opened his eyes.

Dino propped himself up, looking at the grotesque and savage statue above him with a complex expression, and muttered to himself:

"There are already too many life forms that we have never encountered before,"

"This mechanical intelligent civilization, the data brain barrier on that Fallen is even more advanced than the life-construction technology of the Engineers at their most glorious moment. That thing... is connected to the remains beneath the Earth!"

Dino took a deep breath.

Thinking of the engineer in this prison, of his youthful days spent traversing the universe in pursuit of transformation, and of Horus's irritating face, he took a deep breath and smiled slightly:

"That Horus guy is incompetent. The data is right here, and he can't even see such an obvious connection. He still wants to take my place?"

Dino chuckled.

Horus, that young man, was a bit too impulsive during the black water experiment.

As the elder of the engineer clan, he knew the personality and situation of almost every core member.

This kid wants to replace it?

All your teachers were taught by me, but you?

Let me see what you've gained after traveling through several universes all this time!

but,

First of all, let's give their data integration and analysis capabilities a failing grade!

He thought to himself, amused.

Dino then stood up completely, leaning on his cane, and without hesitation turned his back to Deacon's statue and walked out of the ancestral temple.