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Chapter 27; Merlin Sprays Engine Oil, Questioning His Existence

However, as he stood up and removed his finger from the headlight, the automatically started engine gradually stopped and eventually returned to normal.

Merlin didn't pay much attention to it, but instead opened the relay to check it. After confirming that the relay was working properly, he then went to check the wiring.

But after searching around, there were still no problems; everything was normal.

Merlin, refusing to believe it, searched again but found nothing wrong.

"Hiss... What's going on?" After searching to no avail, Merlin stood aside, biting his thumb, looking at the motorcycle in front of him with a puzzled expression.

In the early stages of learning, he often encountered the situation he is in now, but as he gradually became more proficient, he became familiar with almost every part of the locomotive, and could quickly find the source of the problem when it occurred.

But this motorcycle is very strange. It started automatically without any warning, but there was nothing wrong with the ignition circuit.

After thinking it over, he removed the electronic control unit, replaced it with a new one, and tested it. Only after confirming that there were no problems did he return to the headlights to clean the paint.

"It seems a little short." Merlin scratched his head, looking at the red glow on the car headlights, feeling something was off.

He squatted down and rubbed his fingers on it, trying to clean it.

However, the moment his fingers touched it, the red glow on the headlights spread rapidly, like the blush of a shy young girl.

"Vroom!!" The motorcycle, now equipped with a new electronic control unit, roared to life again. The engine suddenly started, and the entire motorcycle began to tremble.

Merlin looked at his hand that had touched the headlights, then at the vibrating engine, and seemed to realize something.

He rubbed it again, uncertainly.

"Vroom!!!" The throttle roared up, and the motorcycle shook even more violently, filling the entire workshop with the loud roar of the motorcycle.

Merlin frowned, but for some reason, a sense of excitement suddenly rose in his heart. He put his other hand on top and began to rub the two large lights together.

"Vroom vroom vroom!!!" The muffled sound seemed to be about to break through the roof, and the car shook more and more violently.

"Pfft!"

Suddenly, a viscous oil sprayed out from the trembling exhaust pipe, and the entire motorcycle seemed to be suddenly released, ceasing its roar and trembling, and the engine gradually shut off.

"Holy crap!" Merlin retreated quickly in horror, looking at the oil dripping from the motorcycle's exhaust pipe, then at his own hands, his face filled with shock.

"Something's not right... What the hell! Could Gwen really have been right?"

[Motorcycle, motorcycle, you can just go with your motorcycle!]

[If you're obsessed with engine oil and gears, you're bound to run into trouble.]

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Although I used to be obsessed with motorcycles, I have never felt this way before.

At this moment, the motorcycle in front of me seemed like a living entity.

Or perhaps it's because of the increase in intelligence that mechanical affinity has also increased? That's why I have this strange feeling.

"Something's not right, something's not right..." Merlin kept circling the motorcycle, trying to figure out what was wrong.

He thought about it for a moment, then went to try out other cars.

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"Autobots, assemble!" A unique frequency signal spread throughout Apple City. Under the pitch-black night, many vehicles parked in garages automatically started their engines, turned on their headlights, and began to drive towards their designated locations.

Chevrolet Camaro, GMC, Hummer H2 ambulance, Billt heavy truck...

Under the cover of night, they transformed into phantoms as they sped along the roads, eventually converging in a secluded abandoned factory area in Brooklyn.

With the roar of engines and the sound of exhaust pipes, bright lights illuminated the dark, abandoned factory as cars drove in one after another.

"Crack! Crack..." The crisp and dense metallic sounds rang out as vehicles rose from the ground and quickly transformed into tall, humanoid machine forms.

The leader, Optimus Prime, was tall and imposing, with flame tattoos and an aura of majesty. He looked around and suddenly realized that one person was missing.

"Why isn't Arcee here?"

"She only has two wheels, so she definitely won't be very fast. Besides, many parts of her body are broken, so we don't even know if she can make it," Tin Man said nonchalantly, leaning against a pillar.

In any case, as long as it's well hidden, there generally won't be any problems.

Moreover, given the relatively low level of technology on Earth, there's not much need to worry about one's safety.

However, Optimus Prime's next words made him instantly serious.

"We recently received news that the Decepticons have also arrived on Earth, and Megatron, who crashed into the glacier, has been awakened. We need to speed things up and find the location of the AllSpark as soon as possible."

"They are just like us, hiding in human society. You should be careful in the future."

Megatron, the Decepticon.

Upon hearing this, the Autobots present immediately became serious.

"Have you guys gathered any useful information?" After reminding his companions, Optimus Prime began to synthesize the information.

Bumblebee scratched his head and looked out at the moon through the concrete pillar. As one of the first scouts to arrive on Earth, he was still a beat-up Chevrolet sitting in the secondhand market.

The metal sheet and the ambulance could only shrug helplessly.

Optimus Prime could only shake his head helplessly. The arrival of the Decepticons made him feel increasingly urgent, but he also knew that rushing things would be useless.

Ultimately, after the gathering ended, Arcee still didn't show up. And since there was no useful information, they could only return to their respective places for the time being.

"Go back and find Arcee, tell her the news, and warn her to be on high alert."

After leaving behind this statement, Optimus Prime announced the disbandment of the organization.

"Buzz!!" The numerous Autobots quickly transformed into vehicles, parted ways, and disappeared into the abandoned factory.

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Meanwhile, Arcee was undergoing a transformation.

Merlin went to the backyard and walked to the door of a workshop.

As the roller shutter door slowly opened, a vast, intelligent assembly line workshop appeared before him.

The silver-white robotic arm moves continuously, performing welding, transporting, screwing, and painting...

In the surrounding area, there are also enclosed glass pipes, which contain various rare element materials.

At the final stage, armored vehicles such as the Kuruma, Santoro, and Simbino were built.

Because the workshop wasn't very big, Merlin didn't write too many programs, only a few modules for vehicles with good sales.

For engines like Superburn and Vigilante, which require relatively precious and rare materials, there is usually a dedicated production line for their engines.

Merlin used a trailer to lift a recently produced atomic engine out of the workshop and returned to his workstation.

(End of this chapter)