"Virtual projection?"
Tony couldn't help but glance sideways at his Ducati parked in the workshop below. The Ducati was sitting quietly in the parking space, like an art exhibit wearing a red dress.
Thinking of the strange malfunction that had occurred during the previous cleaning and rebuilding of the locomotive, his face became strange.
"It can't be that coincidental..." he muttered, and then started observing the screen frame by frame.
In the end, he finally determined that the woman riding his Ducati on a secluded street was just a virtual projection. To be more precise, it was the Ducati he left in the shop when he went to Afghanistan and ran out on his own., and even projected a woman to deceive others.
What happened that day made him think that he was really abnormal.
Looking at the surveillance screen on the computer, Tony held his chin and thought for a while before continuing to watch.
Next is the battle scene under the bridge. Through the footage taken by the police, you can see that the scene was in a mess, as if it had been ravaged by a huge creature, and blood samples that looked like industrial liquids were left at the scene.
After reading this, Tony lay on his back on the sofa, looked up at the ceiling made of steel frames, and began to think deeply.
Now it is certain that there really are Transformers in this world.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile.
"This is really fun..."
He did not go down immediately, but started to invade Yingjiang's defense system with the help of the R planet subsystem, and found the seventh area and information about Sam.
Sure enough, in the past two days, the Ministry of Defense of Eagle Sauce suffered a mysterious network intrusion, but the reason has not yet been found.
[The frozen mysterious giant organic robot.]
[Mysterious Rubik's Cube Research Project Booklet. ]
[Special Forces for the Study of Extraterrestrial Things in the Seventh District.]
"Snapped!"
After Tony closed his notebook, he walked down the stairs to the workshop, and then walked in front of his Ducati motorcycle.
He didn't say anything after he came down, just looked at each other quietly with his arms folded.
Arcee: ".
The workshop was quiet, with only Tony facing a locomotive, but an awkward atmosphere spread inexplicably.
Arcee, who was being stared at, began to panic.
But there is some expectation for some reason.
[What is this human being going to do? I won't do it again...]
She swore that she was definitely not looking forward to the feeling when the parts were fiddled with, but the added performance after modification.
Arcee began to have random thoughts in her mind. Why would a human have such a strange ability? Or could it be that it was only for herself? Could it be the guidance of the Creator?
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