Transformers: Survival of Defective Products

The keywords for the judicial central headquarters quickly appeared.

[Artificial Synthesis] [Energy Carrier] [Stable Structure] [Mass Production] [Purification] [Body Adaptation]

Yin Xiang was originally leaning back in his chair, but when he saw the third one, he slowly sat up straight, and Jiuqi also stopped what he was holding.

Rumble and Chaos exchanged a glance. Although they didn't quite understand, they realized from the reactions of the two large machines that something seemed to be wrong.

"What's this?" Boom asked.

"I don't know for now," the vector replied.

The next second, BICk0's face popped up, and the Crystal Prism communication icon was also hanging on the side.

"You saw it all?" "Yes, I saw it."

"Are you thinking about...?" "Don't think about it yet," the vector quickly interrupted.

BICk0 fell silent, and Jiuqi couldn't help but say, "It's hard not to think about these words when they're put together, isn't it?"

"That's why we shouldn't make wild guesses."

The index vector rescanned the first batch of indices.

These words are indeed too dangerous; the possibilities they represent are far too great.

If it's just a certain type of industrial energy source, that's fine, but if it's...

The Gravity Vector Brain Module began automatically pushing back. Cybertron is currently facing an energy shortage; the various city-states need energy to recover, and medical care, long-distance travel, and more are all in dire need. If there truly existed an energy source that could be artificially manufactured, stably supplied, and even normally absorbed by Cybertronian life…

She closed her glasses in despair. No, she couldn't think any further.

"Crystal Prism," she said, "raise it to the highest level of security."

Crystal Prism: [Agreed, and reproduction is prohibited; all parsing terminals are offline.]

BICk0 quickly added: "Those in the know are currently stratified. The data structure group can't see the content, the materials group can only get the parameters, and separate access will be granted later if it really involves energy and medical fields."

"Yes, the list of those in the know is also locked; no word can be leaked." Vector looked at BICk0 and emphasized, "And right now, nobody is allowed to be happy."

BICk0 remained expressionless, subtly tapping his leg: "Right now, I'm just afraid... it will take time to fully de-stress, at least several game periods."

"Okay, don't miss a single word."

-

Before long, the vector was forcibly removed from the main control area, after all, 97 had taken away her work terminal.

"You've talked about this all day, what did the ambulance say again?"

"There are no ambulances here."

97 grabbed his communicator: "I'll call right now."

Yin Xiang quickly pressed down on her raised hands, almost bowing, but eventually obediently went to the rest area.

The rest area of ​​the temporary judicial liaison point consisted of only some chairs, a low table, and a television and its controller, which were strongly requested to be installed by the rumbling and confusion.

As soon as she sat down, the round-sawed bird flew down from above and landed lightly on her shoulder.

The mechanical dog also came over, spun around halfway, and lay down beside her legs.

Soon after, Rumble and Chaos squeezed in as well.

Vector looked down to the left, then to the right: "What are you doing? There are so many other spots around here."

"This is good." After saying that, Honglonglong moved even closer to her with a self-righteous air, while Miluan simply sat on the other side.

The vector was surrounded by several little guys, but they weren't chased away, and the entire rest area was unusually peaceful.

After about two Star Points, Rumble suddenly spoke up: "We still really like sound waves."

Vector: ?

Confused, she turned her head: "Why are you suddenly bringing this up?"

"Weren't we supposed to talk?" "Who said we were going to talk?" "Haven't we been talking about it lately?"

Yin Vector's eye twitched. Who spread this strange conversational culture?

"I don't need you to choose sides."

Boom immediately replied, "We know! Sound waves are sound waves."

Confused, she added, "You're different too."

Then the two miniature robots fell silent, seemingly considering their words, before finally speaking first: "We know we're pretty annoying."

Boom Boom immediately turned to him and yelled, "You're the annoying one!"

"You dented the wall panel last time." "That was an accident!"

"You said you wanted to try out the new hammer." "Wasn't that just an accident?"

Yin Vector raised his hand, pressing down on one head with each hand: "Let's get down to business."

Confusion finally pushed aside the rumbling in his head: "Many machines don't like us causing trouble."

"Is this normal? After all, I don't like you demolishing load-bearing walls either."

Boom! He suddenly looked up: "But you built us a destruction room!"

His voice rose as he spoke of this.

That so-called "destruction room" was actually created by her, taking inspiration from human world's venting rooms and throwing fields, and combining them with the behavioral needs of the miniature robots.

It's full of scrap metal, replaceable wall panels, old parts, discarded training targets, and specially designed destructible machinery. The rules are simple: after you're done, just make sure there's nothing on the ground that could hurt other machines.

When Honglonglong first went in, he shouted excitedly at the door for a long time. Then he and Miluan stayed inside for a whole afternoon. When they came out, they were refreshed.

While the other machines were being repaired, everyone inside the room fell silent, but thankfully that was the intended purpose.

"You will take care of us," said Confused. "But you won't turn us into something else; you'll just tell us where we can't move and why we can't move."

Boom Boom nodded frantically beside him: "And there really are places to smash!"

The vector looked at him and said, "Is this all you've concluded?"

"This is the key point!"

Confused, standing nearby, tried to cover his mouth: "We like things to be a little chaotic, but you never think there's anything wrong with that in itself, you just ask that we don't intentionally hurt others."

"That's why we like being here," Confusion said softly at the end, her tone firm.

Boom! He shoved his hand away and added, "But we also really like sound waves!"

"Okay, okay." Vector pressed one of his heads down with each hand again.

She now deeply appreciates the authority of Soundwave, the Pokémon training master.

-

The mechanical dog lay quietly, and Vector reached out and slowly stroked its head: "And you?"

The mechanical dog raised its head and nuzzled its head a little closer into her palm, and the vector immediately understood.

"Oil bath?"

The mechanical dog's tail began to sway gently.

"This isn't a statement, it's a service reservation."

The robotic dog continued to rub against her, which made Vector laugh.

Robotic dogs are actually easy to take care of. Just give them clear tasks, check them after they're completed, feed them regularly, and keep the machine lubricated and clean.

When there are no tasks, it's easy to forget that he's still there because he doesn't like to talk.

At first, the mechanical dog would always automatically retreat to a corner after the mission was over, as if it should only appear when it was called upon.

Later, the vector started calling out, "Mechanical dog, come here."

In reality, most of the time there are no tasks involved. We just wipe his outer armor, give him an oil bath, or let him lie down and rest.

After doing this many times, he gradually stopped waiting for orders and now he has learned to come and reserve a spot on his own.

"I'll make it for you in a few days," the vector promise.

The mechanical dog lay down again, satisfied.

Rumble, standing nearby, raised his hand as if trying to touch the ceiling: "Me too!"

"You just did maintenance yesterday." "Even the mechanical dogs are there!"

"You're not a robotic dog." "You're treating me unfairly!"

Confusion gave him a sharp rap on the head: "Shut up."

-

The round-saw bird nestled on her shoulder, letting the vector extend a finger and gently touch its beak. He opened his optical glasses and said simply and directly, "It's safe here."

The vector remained silent for a few seconds, pondering recent events: "Are you sure you're defining security this way?"

The sawbird paused as well: "Relative."

Just as Jiuqi came out of the main control area, he heard this and immediately slapped his thigh and burst out laughing.

The circular sawbird ignored her, looking at the vector and whispering, "I've been wandering long enough."

The round-saw bird had wandered from place to place for too long, not knowing where he could settle down. But now, in the judicial center, he at least has a fixed position, a place where he can come back to rest.

Yin Vector gently patted his head: "This is your welcome nest."

-

Jiuqi watched for a long time, and after Yin Xiangfu finished speaking, he immediately moved his butt next to her, taking up the last bit of space with his butt.

Leave some for me.

Vector: "Didn't you tell me to rest?"

"Keeping you company while you rest doesn't count as work."

"If you all crowd together now, it feels like we're in a meeting."

Rumble: "Then we won't say anything."

Then he really shut up, and the confusion also quieted down. The mechanical dog lay down silently, the round saw bird closed its eyes and grabbed her shoulder with one leg, and Jiuqi leaned against the whole machine and slumped down.

The vector was surrounded by a circle of familiar machines, enjoying a moment of peace.

She slowly closed the optical lens, and then the control panel sounded.

All machines: "..."

Nine-Seven remained expressionless, his tone sharp and resentful: "I suspect that God Pu is not letting you rest."

Yin Xiang sighed and opened his eyes: "I have my doubts too."

The notification came from Cybertron's judicial headquarters, at the highest level of confidentiality. BICk0 accessed the video, her face showing tension and seriousness. Crystal Prism was also beside her, her expression remarkably solemn.

Vector sat upright: "The results are in?"

The rest area was quiet. Jiuqi was already standing up straight, and AZ had already moved from the main control area to the rest area at some point.

BICk0 displays the new result directly in the center of the screen.

[Data Theme Confirmed: Artificial Energy Entity]

The entire machine froze instantly upon the introduction of the vector.

Rumble asked in a low voice, "...Huh?"

There was no answer.

Immediately afterwards, the second analysis result appeared.

[Complete manufacturing formula structure detected.]

Even AZ's expression wasn't good this time.

Vector stared at the screen for a long time before finally finding his malfunctioning brain module: "Block messages."

AZ shut down all non-essential external communications at the contact point before she finished speaking.

The Type 97's wings kept swaying: "Is the formula complete?"

BICk0: "At this point, we can only confirm the structure; the specific parameters are still being decompressed."

If it is true, the formula is complete, and the energy produced can be used normally, then it will change more than just the judicial center.

The drowsiness that had been lingering in the vector was completely gone, and it immediately gave the order:

"Continue to de-stress. The judicial center and Crystal City will jointly establish a top-secret research group, covering materials, energy, and medicine. However, it is not allowed to be used on any living organism until its safety is confirmed."

Crystalline: "It's already been arranged."

BICk0: "I'm setting up a research group here."

The vector exhaled and pulled hard on the fins on the top of its head with both hands.

Oh no, I opened a blind box and got the biggest hidden item!