"Boss Wei certainly thinks things through."
Lin Mai looked at the chat history, marveling at the wisdom of the leader of the Decepticons.
If it were only the energy crown, it would have been nearly impossible for him to master the art of transformation, but if an entire Spark had been sent over, his only fate would have been assimilation.
At that point, the one joining the chat group wouldn't be Lin Mai, but an Autobot possessing a borrowed corpse to return to life.
In other words, this was the most rational solution right now.
"So this is the body of a Transformers?"
He carefully sensed his new physique and muttered with emotion.
Whenever Lin Mai willed it, he could manipulate any part of his body to transform into machinery—such as shifting tires into arms and fingers. It required very little effort, and the sharpness was enough to split gold and shatter stone, making mincemeat out of a wall a breeze.
At the thought of this, Lin Mai's consciousness plunged deep, entering the chat group.
As per the old rules, whenever a delivery arrived, one had to leave a buyer's review and feedback to foster a healthy communication atmosphere.
【Viaduct in the Storm】: "Goods received. Very delicious, the kid loves it, will buy again next time."
【The Infamous V】: "That powerful?"
【The Infamous V】: "Is it suitable for sensitive skin?"
【Viaduct in the Storm】: "Forget sensitive skin. Even if you're a tunnel boring machine, an excavator, or an all-in-one smart board, you can use it. The results are fantastic."
【Viaduct in the Storm】: "With my current strength, I could easily slaughter a cow into gossamer shreds."
【The Infamous V】: "Whoa."
【The Infamous V】: "Looks like I have no choice but to buy."
【I Am the Cosmic Rich Woman】: "Really? If that's the case, I'm going to install one on my mine cart too."
Looking at the group members' messages, Lin Mai couldn't help but smile with relief. Being able to take down a cow was just a joke, of course.
He hadn't had the chance to display his true strength yet.
And once Megatron acquired those fifty points and unlocked the group mall feature, he probably wouldn't sell an Autobot's Spark at such a low price anymore.
He had practically gotten a steal this time.
If any new group members came over next time, they probably wouldn't get to taste such fresh perks.
"Thump. Thump."
Suddenly, a few muffled sounds came from the distance.
Lin Mai immediately retracted his car door—such transformations could not possibly be displayed in front of outsiders! The abruptly illuminated headlights flickered out together, disguising him once more as a completely normal Maybach.
After a moment, he stirred slightly, using his vision to trace the source of the distant sound.
Yet when he saw the situation clearly on the spot, he was dumbfounded.
That seemed to be...
A Dead Servant chasing a kid?
***
At this moment, Lu Mingfei felt nothing but terror.
He had simply wanted to escape the school's art festival, so he made the excuse of going to the restroom and slipped down to the school's underground parking garage.
But could someone please tell him why there was a monster like this in this damn place?!
"Big brother, I didn't mean to provoke you! Go chase whoever you want! I'm not some passing Kamen Rider, nor do I have any quick-acting cough syrup, so why must you chase me relentlessly?!"
Lu Mingfei fled forward like a madman, spewing nonsense as if words were worthless.
Behind him, a black shadow moving on all fours was rapidly closing in. By rough estimation, it was about 1.4 meters tall and smelled like a pile of rotting corpses mashed together.
Hearing Lu Mingfei's voice, the black shadow seemed even more excited. Its four distinct and powerful limbs kicked against the ground as it charged forward with accelerated speed.
"Hurry, hurry, the end is right ahead..."
Lu Mingfei's heart relaxed slightly. Seeing the brightness ahead, he couldn't help but slow his pace.
"Bang!"
Abruptly, the monster slammed into the iron rolling shutter.
A deep dent appeared on it, leaving the entire rolling gate in a precarious state.
And Lu Mingfei also discovered that the front was not an exit.
It was a sealed passageway, and the hanging incandescent bulb was the source of the light he saw. The green "Emergency Exit" sign could only flicker faintly.
Clearly, he had hit a dead end.
"Ah, this..."
Lu Mingfei stiffly turned his head, and in an instant, he saw the terrifying, close-up smile of the Dead Servant.
The two made eye contact.
It was a face of rotted flesh squeezed together into a lump; although one could still barely make out the facial features, it was obviously no longer human. A chilling aura spread from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no!"
Lu Mingfei screamed at the top of his lungs and bolted in the opposite direction.
If he had known it would come to this, he shouldn't have complained about the art festival being too hot; he should have just stayed in the audience seating!
Fueled by adrenaline, Lu Mingfei burst out with the fastest speed he was born with, to the point where he never would have imagined he could be pushed to such an extreme.
He had never tried this hard even during the school sports meets of previous years.
"Huff... puff... huff... puff..."
Feeling the breath drawing closer and closer, along with the faint sound of friction against the edge of his clothes, Lu Mingfei's foot twisted out of nowhere, and he suddenly took a stumble and fell.
It's over.
His face turned ashen. Before he even had a chance to join the literature club and see Chen Wenwen, had his life reached its end?
"I, Lu Mingfei, shall rest in peace right here..."
Lu Mingfei murmured under his breath, feeling his eyelids grow heavier and heavier.
The desolate wind blew in from outside the pipeline.
Gray-white memories flashed rapidly through his mind: his parents going abroad for business trips, his uncle's Montblanc, his cousin's square-shaped figure, and his aunt shouting at him to do chores while he could only nod submissively and say yes to everything.
Yet the death Lu Mingfei anticipated did not arrive.
"Thud!"
In just a split second, the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground grabbed all of Lu Mingfei's attention.
"Huh?"
He managed to flip himself over and saw a black figure entirely composed of machinery abruptly materialize before his eyes. It stood roughly three to four meters tall, and a sharp steel blade reflected a pale, cold glare.
Beneath the robot's body, the Dead Servant that had been chasing him had already been sliced cleanly in half at the waist, spewing blood with a sizzling sound. The residual muscle tissue seemed to still want to struggle, but was briskly chopped into two pieces by a single stroke.
That mechanical steel blade was far too sharp—capable of splitting gold and shattering stone—slicing through the target's dense muscle and bone tissue in a mere fraction of a second.
"You, you are..."
Lu Mingfei's mind went completely blank.
He never expected that not only were there monsters in this world, but also mechs? No, wait, this didn't seem like a mech—wasn't this a Transformers?!
And what was with the Spark structure on its chest? Why was there a Maybach product logo on it?!
Since when did the German automotive industry switch to building mechs?
Not even World War II munitions factories were this absurd!
The overwhelming influx of information instantly battered Lu Mingfei's impoverished brain. He felt as though everything before his eyes was like a dream, and the beam of light overhead began to spin in circles.
Finally, Lu Mingfei could no longer support himself and collapsed onto the floor of the parking garage.
***
Lin Mai had not expected such an unexpected windfall.
He had originally intended to champion a righteous cause and offer a helping hand, but after hearing Lu Mingfei's last words about resting in peace here, he couldn't stay calm anymore. This loser kid was the protagonist of the Dragon Race universe!
Now that he had made contact with the protagonist, how could this chat group not reward him with some points?
"Ding!"
"Detected interference in the fate of an important character, [Lu Mingfei], changing the timeline to a certain extent. Rewarded with 5,000 group points!"
Well, speak of the devil.