Standing in the air, Sean looked down at the earth.


    He doesn''t know much about the existence of Cybertron, but now he has some speculation about the past of the planet. The main component of Cybertron''s thin atmosphere is oxygen, which is suitable for the cooling needs of mechanized organisms and the survival of most carbon based life, From the abandoned urban buildings on the ground, it can be seen that Cybertron was once a rich land in the past years, and the reason for this situation is that the resources are exhausted. After all, as far as he knows, the existence of deformable King Kong consumes a lot of energy, It can be said that energy is their vitality. If there is another war and accelerate energy consumption, it is not impossible to run out of energy.


    Taking back his eyes, the waves in Sean''s heart disappeared in an instant. That''s when the sound of sonic boom came from the air. A mechanical creation shaped like a fighter seemed to notice Sean''s existence and flew up from the ground.


    "Starscream has seen you, sir. The doctor asked me to pick you up."


    The body changes. In mid air, a fighter shaped like a hawk and Falcon changes into a tall robot with red armor and a pair of metal wings behind it. Looking at Sean stranded in the void, Starscream looks down and salutes respectfully.


    "Starscream? Lead the way."


    His eyes swept over Starscream and Sean spoke.


    For Starscream, a transformer, Sean still has some impression. In addition to being an excellent soldier, he is also an excellent battlefield commander. However, compared with his personal talent, his treachery and ruthlessness are more famous. It can be said that he is an out and out villain and an ambitious.


    "Please follow me."


    Swept by Sean''s eyes, the fire symbolizing the soul in Starscream suddenly trembled. At this moment, he felt that everything was seen through by Sean, but this feeling was only a moment.


    Boom, the earth trembled, a disguised door quietly opened, and under the leadership of Starscream, Sean entered an underground base.


    "Sir, the doctor is waiting for you inside."


    Through the long metal tunnel, Starscream stopped in front of a metal gate with blue light.


    Hearing this, without hesitation, Sean continued to move forward, and when Sean approached, the closed metal door quietly opened.


    Outside the door, looking at Sean''s disappeared back and the slowly closed metal door, Starscream''s electronic eyes flickered red, as if hesitating about something, but finally he took back his eyes and turned away from here.


    Berger punk impressed him too deeply. Even if he suspected that Berger punk had studied some problems because he had not appeared for a long time, the appearance of Sean, a special human, shook the balance in his heart again.


    With the help of his own perception, he clearly knew that Sean was indeed a flesh and blood body and a so-called human, but this supposed weak human made him feel a fatal threat and mastered a power beyond science and technology that was difficult for him to understand.


    Although Beja punk is special and calls himself human, in Starscream''s view, the essence of Beja punk is the same as him. They are all mechanical life. Unlike Sean, he is a real pure human.


    Under such circumstances, he chose to continue to endure and wait for a more appropriate opportunity. For Starscream, he was ambitious, but he never lacked patience.


    Da Ba, the clear footsteps echoed in the wide hall. Looking at the empty hall with cold metal light, a dark brilliance flashed in Sean''s eyes. The whole hall was empty except the hanging blue light ball in the center.


    "Long time no see, count."


    The data stream is intertwined, the blue brilliance is slightly bright, and the figure of Bega punk appears in front of Sean.


    Thin face, dark eyes, deep eyes, white coat and gold wire glasses. Compared with the past, baga punk now seems to have no change, but it makes Sean narrow his eyes, because baga punk now is not an illusory projection, but real, flesh and blood, rippling with a strong breath of life.


    "Write the body with data and turn the illusion into reality. Are you mastering the power of data?"


    For the power of data rules or quasi rules, Sean once contacted in the ark world, which was mastered by a supercomputing from an interstellar force. So far, he was deeply impressed. He didn''t expect that Bega punk also mastered such power now.


    "Yes, but now I don''t have complete control, and I can only show such power in this place."


    Pushing the eye frame on the bridge of his nose, Bega punk reached out and grabbed a magic cube made of some unknown silver gray metal and emitting a faint blue cold light between the cracks.


    "This is the root of my change and one of my most important discoveries in the world. Here he is called fire."


    Let the Rubik''s cube float in the palm of his hand, and Bega punk introduced the relevant situation to Sean.


    Hearing this, Sean''s face showed a look of thinking.


    Sean knows the existence of fire, but he doesn''t know what fire is. The only thing he can be sure is that the mechanical life of transformer can be born because of the existence of fire.


    For the transformers, the body is the sustenance. The fire is their core and their soul. Even if the body is damaged, as long as the fire still exists, they are not really dead, and there is a chance to resurrect and come again. From this point of view, the mechanical life of the deformed King Kong is similar to the nightmare of the poisonous snake snow.


    From now on, it seems that the fire is a manifestation of the data rules. At least this one in Berga Punk''s hand should be like this.


    "Transformers have no soul in essence. All their behavior patterns are piled up by modules, including combat, life, etc., and the essence of these modules is data."


    "The data is cold, but transformers gave birth to hot emotions on the cold data. They have friendship, hatred, ambition and their own persistence. The root cause of all this is the fire, or the original fire in my hand."


    "Fire ignites spirituality. It is precisely because of the existence of this original fire that cold data can collide with light and heat. Transformers, a strange mechanical life, can continue in a long time in the inheritance mode of asexual reproduction."


    Looking at Sean in deep thought, Bega punk continued.


    "The original fire is a derivative of data rules. In addition to lighting new fire, it is actually a large database. That''s why, in a silent state, an ordinary transformer may survive millions of years, because at this time, their fire is transformed into data again, returning to the original fire, and the data It is a symbol, a mark, and will not fade because of the erosion of time. "


    When it comes to this, Berga Punk''s face glows with undisguised excitement. In the Boya world, only the seventh order life can have a life span of tens of thousands of years, up to 120000 years. Only the existence of the eighth order can get rid of the shackles of time. Here, the transformers with the fourth order and the top as many as the fifth order may survive millions of years, This is incredible.


    Hearing these words, the thoughts in Sean''s mind kept colliding. To some extent, playing for hundreds of years is the same as immortality, but when the fire returns to the data and is ignited again, is the transformer still the former transformer? Even if the data retain their memory and even emotional patterns, is there any defect in it.


    Thinking and listening, with the continuous telling of Bega punk, Sean''s understanding of transformers and fire is getting deeper and deeper.