In a remote place not far from the military base, a figure suddenly emerged from the ground.

Anyang clenched his five fingers into a fist, and the light ball held in his hand disappeared out of thin air.

It is said that it is an ion fusion bomb, but it is actually just a variant of the light-generating technique. It slightly changes the spell structure and makes the scattered light particles gather together to form a ball, which becomes this magical ball of light.

Anyang turned around and glanced at the base indifferently, still on guard, and could not see anything inside from the outside.

Turn around and hide in the crowd.

...

Walking on the bustling streets of the United States, he did not change his appearance with illusions.

At this time, the United States had not used the technology of Cybertron to develop technology, nor had it time to establish a global ubiquitous surveillance network for Decepticon members. No more than two years later, he now has no need to worry about being discovered by surveillance while walking on the street.

The old-fashioned streets have a sense of time, and walking in them feels subtle.

The traffic comes and goes, and the flow of people is turbulent, but it is generally very quiet. Only the howling wind caused by vehicles galloping on the road and the friction between tires and the ground, and people cannot be heard talking loudly. Although the buildings on both sides are tall, they are also old-fashioned, which is not as strongly modern architectural style as a metropolis like New York or new cities in China, but has another style.

Compared to domestic, this is undoubtedly another culture.

To put it, it is basically a transition between civilizations. The current average level of science and technology in the United States is no worse than that in real China, and its development level is far higher than that in China. However, most of these buildings were built decades ago, with the mottled time everywhere and a sense of interweaving between centuries. This is a style that is difficult to appreciate in China where development speed is too fast.

Anyang has always believed that experience and walking, passing by and experience are all a kind of practice.

The aroma of the fast food restaurant and the sweet and glutinous aroma of roasted sweet potatoes on the street came from afar. The cartoon styles of Barbie dolls, plush toys and some comic characters were neatly placed in the window, which often attracted many well-dressed children to be reluctant to leave.

Anyang moves forward, through the city, and towards the suburbs.

Because he needed to study the energy body and repair damaged armor, and there were still some problems with magic and magic recently, he decided not to look for Optimus Prime, but to find a place to recuperate for a while before starting to promote the plot.

He did not drive or walk too fast, but kept walking at a relatively flat speed.

This trip took most of the day.

When Anyang came to the suburbs, it was already dusk.

There are few pedestrians on the road, and young people, who are only ten years old, are driving on the road. The whole car is full of people. Young men and women wave their hands and sing loudly in the wind, as if youth is flying, and they make some shouts from time to time.

A bad guy at this age is indeed more good at playing than Chinese people.

The road is quite narrow, and Anyang stood calmly on the side of the road, making way for the young men and women driving.

It can be seen that although they are well developed, boys are generally tall and tall, with a lot of beards, while girls are convex and convex, showing their hot figures, they are still children, and they should not be in college yet, and their mentality is very young and wanton.

A car passed by him, bringing the cool breeze that approached the night.

As he moved forward step by step, his mood gradually returned to calmness, and the remaining smell of blood on his body quietly disappeared.

The dusk in American villages is very beautiful, with endless flat fields, exotic huts next to the road, winding roads spread to nowhere, the sky is full of fire clouds, the setting sun hangs close to the horizon, and the golden and red light shines on this land with oak trees growing in sporadic colors, every color is just right.

Anyang stood calmly on the side of the road, looking at the distant distance with the fainter light, and letting a car whistling from the side of the road.

But the car did not arrive as scheduled, but stopped about ten meters behind him.

Anyang turned his head and looked, his eyes deep and calm.

This is a mountain off-road vehicle without a ceiling. It is the favorite model of rebellious boys and girls. It is indeed full of girls on it, far exceeding the number of people on the off-road vehicle. These girls have hot figures, wearing ultra-short jeans and tight body shirts, with flying smiles, and talking and laughing promiscuously.

The car stopped here because a girl arrived home.

The girl looked sweet and charming, and her expression seemed to be natural and pitiful. She had a rose-red lipstick on her lips. She looked so watery that she was as cool as she could, which made people want to take a bite. Her figure was also very hot and slender, her legs were slender and well-proportioned, and she was well developed and raised high. Her skin was healthy wheat-colored, and she was carrying a small schoolbag on her back.

She got out of the car and took two steps, turned back, and waved goodbye to her friends with a generous smile.

"When you finish these exams, you will officially end your high school life. At that time, you must burn your skin to bronze and find a bar to drink it! It is best to mute your phone and not disturb anyone!"

"yeah!"

The willfulness of youth is fully displayed.

Anyang looked at it lightly, waiting for the car to start again before he could continue his journey.

The girl who got out of the car picked up a letter from the roadside mailbox and walked along another path. The off-road vehicle started again, making a dull buzzing sound carrying the girl forward, but slowed down as she passed by him and drove almost side by side with him.

The girls in the car pushed each other and finally a charming girl spoke.

"Hi, handsome guy, are you Asian?"

Faced with this group of girls who were energetic and couldn't find a place to vent their own interests, Anyang was not angry, as if he had killed dozens of fully armed special forces in anger before, and he didn't know where the resentment went.

He said lightly: "Yes."

A scream immediately sounded in the car.

A girl whistled at him and said, "Handsome guy, I like the eyes of you oriental people very much. There is a bar called Free Flame in the town ahead. Can you invite me to have a glass of whiskey?"

The couple next to her immediately teased and said, "Susan, isn't brown eyes the most common color in the world? The nerd in your house next to you is also brown. Why haven't I heard you like him?"

The girl turned red and turned around and played with her: "That's not brown, it's black, black!"

Anyang looked at it lightly and didn't say much.

The eyes looked very deep in the dimmer sky, but reflected the remaining red sunset light. The light as water was as light as water, and the very young face gave people a contradictory but mysterious feeling.

The girl in the car had a fight for a while, and realized that there was a stranger watching him. She couldn't help but blush and stopped, pulled Chunguang's tight body shirt, and hit him again.

"Hey, handsome guy, how are you thinking about it? Should you invite me to have a drink, or I can invite you, there are benefits!"

"This is my honor, but I would like to ask if I have a place to live recently?"

"I know where to live, whether it is a hotel or a rental house, do we need to carry you a ride?"

“Is it convenient?”

"certainly."

“Thank you very much.”

Anyang got into the car generously and squeezed with them.

There was still laughter and laughter on the road, and the off-road vehicle was playing loud rock music. The girls in the car sang together, stopped from time to time to talk and laugh with him, asked him some questions, and found fun.

It was already dark and I finally arrived at the town ahead.

Anyang Ru asked them all to have a glass of wine in the bar before leaving.

In the room.

Anyang took out a lot of parts and some necessary tools. Next to him was a tightly shaped human-shaped armor. There was no gap found on his body. He stood quietly, and there was no sign of the empty armor.

"Seventeen, bring out the armor design drawings and analyze and build a maintenance model."

"The model is being built, the damage is being scanned, and the maintenance is being analyzed. It is expected that the template will be completed in ten minutes."

Ten minutes later.

"The template was successfully established, and the armor was damaged by 2347 degrees. There was a lack of nano equipment, and some damaged parts were difficult to repair. There was a lack of some replacement of the original parts, and some damaged parts could not be replaced. Other damaged parts could be replaced. The template was as follows."

An analytical and detailed perspective view of three-dimensional armor is projected in Anyang's retina. Various colors indicate damaged parts, and the parts that can be replaced and cannot be replaced are also clearly displayed. There are countless texts marked next to it.

Soon, he started to repair it.

Anyang did not use the chip to provide step instructions, but replaced it on its own.

It was not until midnight that he stopped.

The mission is done!

Although there are still several parts of the armor in a damaged state, at least the approximate functions can be used. The auxiliary thruster, environmental scanning equipment and infrared scanning equipment have been basically restored and can continue to use it.

Anyang breathed a sigh of relief and found that he was not sleepy, so he took out the energy body again.

He searched in the room, took the DVD player in front of the TV, and took the energy body and slapped it on it.

"Si..."

A mysterious force stirred up and just entered the DVD player.

He instantly felt that the DVD player was filled with an energy, which was like a rune on the puppet, turning it from a dead object to a living object, giving it programs and energy, allowing it to have life.

With a few clicks, the DVD player instantly deformed.

Anyang quickly recited a spell and cast an internal defense spell around him.

In less than two seconds, the DVD player turned into a robot about half a meter tall with a few metal hairs on its head. The first moment he woke up, he raised his hand and turned into a muzzle as thick as a baby's arm, aiming it at the front.

"boom!"

The scarlet shell dragged the flame forward, hitting the defensive spell, rippling in circles.

The robot was stunned for a moment, quickly came to his senses, and pointed the muzzle at Anyang, completely a fanatical warrior.

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