freenovelworld Chapter 1 Delicious, Loves to Eat, Eats Lots
Chapter 1 Delicious, Loves to Eat, Eats Lots
After a sudden, dizzying spin, a female Cybertronian machine landed headfirst on the ground. When she woke up, she found that the surrounding scenery had changed.
She stood up, looking around in confusion. Her name was Rosa, and she was... well, half Cybertronian.
But she didn't actually know if this counted.
The night was pitch black, the ruins were desolate, and the ground was bare of ice and snow. This was not where she had been just now; she had traveled through time.
Because this is definitely not near her home, and it doesn't resemble the ruins of a human city—it's all too vast—it seems more like...something specifically created for her and her father's physique.
There is no oxygen here, so carbon-based life cannot survive here, and there is no ice or snow.
She got up and decided to explore further. Before coming here, she had planned to go home for dinner. Although she wasn't sure where she was, her immediate priority was to find something like oil or energy sources; she didn't want to overheat and explode.
After walking for a short while, I saw several dark machines ahead. They... how should I put it, they looked like three brothers, because they all looked the same, as if they were made from the same mold.
Rosa wasn't sure if the machines in front of her contained oil or energy, because she had never seen a robot that was nearly as tall as herself or her father before.
They seemed intimidating, that was her thought, but then she thought, maybe they knew where to find food.
Perhaps we should look around to see if there are any other places to eat before asking?
Thinking this, Rosa spread her wings and flew into the ruins. She circled around for a while and rummaged through the ruins before confirming that there was almost no food there, so she prepared to leave.
When she returned to the scene where she had just seen the person, she heard a voice.
It was the sound of an engine. Another identical black car sped along the ground, arriving at the spot she had just left.
After a few sounds, the car transformed into human form, and the group chatted together.
She could still vaguely hear the "quadruplets" speaking something in Cybertronian... "Couldn't find...unidentified creature...can fly?"
It's now confirmed that they are also Cybertronians, and this place may be Cybertron, my father's home planet.
Unsure if they had seen her, Rosa decided it was best to leave quickly; she didn't want to cause trouble.
Suddenly, I remembered what my father had said: his home was Cybertron, another world, a place in chaos. Cybertron was embroiled in war, and the people were almost entirely divided into two factions: the Autobots and the Decepticons. And the language those people had just spoken was Cybertronian, the language my father had taught me when I was little.
War? Rosa couldn't help but feel uneasy.
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A scout passing by discovered signs of a struggle. Several Decepticon soldiers had varying degrees of injuries, and a large amount of energy that did not belong to them was splashed on their armor. Judging from the scene, the other side fought back fiercely and even killed the three Decepticons, but they were probably seriously injured.
—This is the conclusion reached by an orange and white Autobot after investigating the area following the scout's report.
The Autobot touched the energy object, confirming that it couldn't go far, and that its injured state would significantly reduce its movement speed.
There were obvious traces of energy extending from the locations where several Decepticons had fallen.
"It shouldn't have gone far." A person with red and blue eyes looking at the clean ground is most likely to be attacked by the Autobots. Although there are no tire tracks on the ground, the possibility that its transformed form is a flying unit cannot be ruled out.
Of course, it's also possible that the transformed state is a ground unit, but if it gets injured, it can't transform and can only run.
"However... it's best not to have any expectations," the orange and white machine said.
"With this amount of bleeding, unless it's some kind of monster, it's going to be in serious trouble." As he spoke, he transformed into an ambulance and followed the blue and red machine-transformed truck along the energy trail.