Listen to the space-time administration

Chapter 324 Ground 320 Chapter Three: Tuxedo

The birth of Transformers comes from the life forms created by Supreme with fire, and these mechanical life forms rely on Cybertron to reproduce and develop.

And their story on Earth begins with a high school student named Sam Witwicky.

In another beginning of the original story, the Decepticons would attack the special operations command center base in Qatar, but because Cobra's McAllen pointed out that Anna was a Decepticon spy, the operation was quietly canceled.

Sam is the grandson of Captain Archibald Witwicky, the navigator who discovered Megatron, but this unworthy grandson of Sam is trying his best to sell his ancestral property, just to buy a car to pick up girls.

The Space-Time Management Bureau has been monitoring Sam for a long time, but unfortunately, the brains of boys of this age are controlled by the subordinates, and they are thinking wildly all day long, and they can't find any useful information at all.

The only valuable item is just Captain Archibald's glasses in Sam's hand, on which are etched the coordinates of the fire source after contact with Megatron.

However, the Fire Seed Source has been eaten by the Wall of Flesh. For this reason, Rorschach has been in a state of indigestion until now. Ai Lumao has tried everything, but failed to revive Rorschach.

Oh, I almost forgot, Sam still has the manuscript left by Archibald in his hand, which is the various Cybertron symbols written by him after he was imprisoned in a mental hospital.

But there is such knowledge in the Tinder Source, and even Rorschach has learned the Cybertron script.

Well, it looks like everything in Sam's hands is worthless to the Space-Time Administration.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that this kid is only thinking about raising money to buy a car, and he even treats the classroom as a flea market."

Jonathan evaluated Sam's performance in class, then poured himself a cold drink.

In the summer sun, Jonathan placed beach chairs and sun umbrellas on the roof of the building outside the school, enjoying the sunshine while completing the monitoring task.

"Oh, he's also called Sam, Sam, he has a fate with you..."

As the investigator, Jonathan, his discourse evaluation has been recorded, and the recorder is Sam Fisher, who completes his task rotation.

Sam Fisher was silent. After such a long time of contact, he also understood that Jonathan on the opposite side was a familiar chatterbox. As long as he ignored him, he could be quiet for a while.

Jonathan didn't stop talking. While paying attention to Sam in the school, he said, "Why didn't the head find some female investigators? So far, there is only one woman, Han Ji, who is still a pervert! I really don't know." The person who really wants to communicate with me is a gentle lady..."

Suddenly lowering his voice, Sam said slyly: "By the way, didn't you say that a nun applied to join the investigation team? Why hasn't there been any news yet?"

For the investigation team, the discussion among them is not a leaking activity. This group of people who know most of the world's secrets will only make them curious if they don't even know their teammates.

Sam Fisher was also curious, and when he was about to talk to Jonathan, a serious voice interrupted.

Alvin, the head of the investigation corps, said: "The nun you mentioned is a medical talent who can take out your heart with bare hands, put something else in it and put it back in your chest, and then suture the wound. You don't even have time to react. !"

For this explanation, Jonathan didn't care, it sounded like an excuse.

Three of the Survey Corps were from the same world, and they were pioneers, but count Jonathan himself and Sam Fisher, who had just arrived.

Absolutists, perverts, violent maniacs, prodigal sons, black hands, a monster concentration camp for the survey corps, and it doesn't matter if there is a doctor who digs out his heart with his bare hands.

"When I handed over the application report, the director rejected it. He left me a sentence 'You can't leave people in the dark just because you are looking for the light'. The applicant's file report can be lifted according to your authority, and you can read it if you are bored. look."

"Understood, Captain."

Jonathan responded to Erwin weakly, because the original good gossip was terminated, and Erwin gave an absolute reason.

Turning his head and glancing in the direction of the school, Jonathan immediately sat up from the recliner.

"Sam is off, and his deal with the family is to get an A at the end of the course and get a car."

"No need to follow, just wait. Once Sam meets the Autobot Transformer named 'Bumblebee' and confirms that the message is sent, he can begin to transfer this matter to the seventh district."

Alvin gave the order, and in front of him was an image map of the entire earth, with different red and yellow light spots on the map.Each dot of light represents a Transformer.

Thanks to years of reverse technology research in the Seventh District, the search for Transformers has been limited. As long as the special radiation signal of the Cybertron fire source is detected, the location of the Transformers on the surface can basically be determined.

After saving this image map in other media, Alvin handed it over to Han Ji who was waiting on the side.

Alvin said: "The combat troops can act according to this map. After Jonathan completes the mission, we don't need to take action."

Han Ji asked suspiciously: "What about the missing body in the Sam Fisher report? If we don't continue the investigation, will it be..."

"No, Transformers said that Skybreaker is just a racial civil war involving other planets. We can play a very small role. The Navy has already begun to prepare according to the intensity of Star Wars. When you return to Terra, you will take over All the extramural investigation teams, we still have new missions."

In the Seventh District, Simmons is reorganizing his troops. Rorschach informed Simmons of part of his plan, and the Seventh District needs to cooperate with the show.

For this reason, the Space-Time Administration has prepared a set of exclusive equipment for Simmons.

It is said to be exclusive equipment, but it is actually a protective suit made for ordinary people who have not had time to complete the learning of pulse techniques or the transformation of the self-cultivation furnace.

Charlotte lifted the suit in the dust jacket on the sofa with one hand, and said a little puzzled: "It doesn't match your figure? It should be two sizes too big."

Simmons unbuttoned his coat and was ready to try on clothes in front of Charlotte.Charlotte opened the dust jacket and took out the suit inside.

Touching the fabric of the suit, Charlotte said, "It's very comfortable, but it's really two sizes too big. You look like a skinny monkey in an orangutan coat."

Simmons didn't want to argue about Charlotte's description.

Stretching his hand into the sleeve, Simmons said: "But this is really the equipment that was issued to me, although I don't know why I say equipment for a set of clothes."

The clothes were more than two sizes too big, and it was difficult for Simmons to stretch out his hands.When he changed into his pants again, he was like a child who wanted to grow up and put on his father's clothes.

"Then it's just the last step."

Simmons looked at a box on his desk, which contained an ordinary smart watch.

The watch and the clothes are integrated. For the safety of material transportation, the two are separated and handed over to Simmons.

Putting on the watch, Simmons flicked on the watch, found the first-time user column, and clicked on the demonstration mode.

Suddenly Simmons felt refreshed all over his body as if he had been electrified, his limbs were stretched and he stood on the ground, and then the whole set of clothes that seemed a few sizes too large began to shrink and fit the whole body.

The suit can no longer be called a bespoke suit, it was made for Simmons.

Simmons was like a robot, his hands and feet began to wave uncontrollably, and gradually became soft and graceful like a classical dance.

At the end of the song, Simmons stepped on the wall, walked along the wall to the ceiling, and started moonwalking on the ceiling.

After landing, Simmons looked at Charlotte in disbelief and said, "Did you see it?"

Simmons' clothes come from a small world, where the top agents in that world all wear such a magical tuxedo. This costume has unparalleled auxiliary capabilities. As long as they are needed, they are leaders in all walks of life.

But without that suit, everything is like a flower in a mirror.

That's why the Space-Time Administration regards this auxiliary clothing as a protective clothing for the incapable.

Charlotte glanced down and said with a smile: "It would be better if you could zip up your trousers instead of letting the clothes come by themselves."

Simmons, who was excited to show Charlotte his equipment, was like a frost-beaten eggplant, and instantly withered.

Seeing that Simmons still wanted to say something, Charlotte said first: "You should think about the next task..."

For Simmons' performance, Charlotte could only respond with a smile, thinking that Simmons was like this in the days of Quantico.

Seeing that Charlotte didn't respond, and Simmons didn't feel the joy of getting the new equipment, he began to calmly deal with the next work.

Raising his hand, Simmons glanced at the countdown on the watch. It was the countdown to when Zuo Yun, who was the mission in Impossible, would report Megatron's location to McAllen.

The countdown can also be understood as a signal for the war between Decepticons and Autobots.

Before the countdown ends, District [-] has more important tasks to do.

As the most suitable organization in this world to deal with extraterrestrial affairs, Simmons is gearing up and ready to do something big, even Rorschach gave him the right to call for support.

Tom knocked on Simmons' office door, and waited for a while after Simmons said please come in before pushing the door and walking in.

"The internet screening came to fruition, a high school student named Sam Witwich called the police and said his car was alive."

Tom held the recording pen in his hand, and released a slightly trembling voice from it.

Simmons stood up, looked at the two people in the office, and said solemnly, "Are you ready?"

(End of this chapter)