Tonight, Alice joins the hunt.

Is it Bumblebee? Yes, it's the Transformer who cares most about Sam, so it's the most likely to appear here.

【So……】

“Farewell, machine,” Alice whispered, noticing the sliver of moonlight rising from the outskirts. The cold winds that followed the warm breezes would soon reach here; she knew what kind of magic it was, and she knew the battlefield over there was over. And since sound waves were no longer a problem, she should speed things up.

She swiftly ended the battle, sliding behind 'Dizzy' the instant it attempted to attack with its shock cannon. The puppet strings then formed a sword, easily piercing 'Dizzy's' already shattered shell, melted apart by plasma. With a 'whoosh,' molten steel gushed out like blood, and the robot's massive body collapsed limply.

"All Hail Megatron!" It swayed slightly, uttering its only and final words of the night before it died.

The puppet strings were then pulled out, and the sensors on its head gradually went out.

Alice nodded at it.

Meanwhile, the bumblebees carrying Sam arrived at the entrance to the cemetery. They witnessed 'Dizzy's' death, and then Alice, who was floating in the air, turned her head towards them and greeted them first.

“Good night, alien friend. Good night, Sam Witwicky.” She landed slowly on the ground, giving the two a polite smile. “You’re a little late, so I had to deal with this guy first.”

"Hi...you, hello there." Even though it was their second meeting, Sam was still slightly dazed when he saw her. When Alice smiled at him, he shuddered, then suddenly realized who it was and patted Bumblebee, who was standing protectively beside him. "This is Bumblebee, my friend. Uh...what's your name, miss?"

Ah... the hypnotic effect was too strong. This needs to be dealt with to prevent any flaws from being exposed later... We also need to buy Patchouli some time; hopefully, she can figure out the location of the AllSpark as soon as possible.

As she was thinking, Sam pointed to the outskirts of town. "And over there... what happened? Is there anything we can do to help?"

Alice blinked.

“It’s not the only one coming for you, Sam Witwicky. But don’t worry, you’re safe now.” She stretched out her hand, and a reassuring wave of information quietly spread out. Bumblebee’s robotic senses seemed to notice this change in the information wave, but seeing that Sam didn’t seem to be acting strangely, it didn’t react excessively. It simply kept its sensory eyes wide open, staring intently at Alice.

Sam's somewhat agitated mood quietly calmed down.

Only then did Alice slowly and methodically explain.

“I’m not here alone; my friends are dealing with other issues. But I know you have many questions, and now that we have some time, let’s find a place to talk it over…” Before she could finish speaking, the piercing sound of police sirens from afar made her frown slightly. Although cutting off the satellite network and disrupting most of the country’s communications had bought her some time, the American police were ultimately decisive.

“Um…should we talk to the police?” Sam said uncertainly. “After all, we…I mean, Bumblebee and I were working with them during the day…”

“No need.” Alice gently shook her head.

She gestured, and the sirens that had been blaring from the town and rapidly approaching the cemetery and suburbs fell silent instantly, like chickens being strangled. The electronic virus from the Supreme God had infected most of the United States' network, and after she rebooted the satellite system, she could easily shut down all mechanical vehicles with operating systems in the city.

“No one will bother us now,” she said.

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About five minutes later, Alice met the other Autobots in the abandoned car park where the robot with her name had been killed—Ironhide, Ratchet, and Optimus Prime, the leader of the Autobots.

Sam's parents and girlfriend Michaela were also there. When Sam got out of the sports car that was Bumblebee, they almost couldn't wait to hug the boy who had come back from the dead.

They wept and offered Sam comfort and care.

“You are unlike any human I have ever seen, a woman.” Optimus Prime’s voice, like its towering frame, carried a weighty, reliable quality. It nodded to Sam first, then turned its attention to Alice. Those pale blue sensory eyes seemed to hold a certain pressure, making it difficult to feel any desire to defy it.

"Tell me why you've come."

“Something a little off happens in this world occasionally, and we’re the ones who deal with those problems.” Alice smiled slightly. She wasn’t sure how good Optimus Prime, the leader, was at detecting lies, so she adjusted her phrasing slightly. “You’re not the only outsiders, and I’ve been observing you for a long time.”

[The Reincarnators are indeed the ones specifically responsible for various main and side quests, and I have indeed been watching your video materials and reading your written setting materials for a long time.]

“But we’ve never heard of you before,” Optimus Prime continued, leaning closer to Alice’s eye level. “We investigated the network here, learned your language, and gained some understanding of your history, customs, and culture. People like you should only exist in legends…”

“Witch, you can call me a witch,” Alice said casually. “It’s normal that you don’t know us, because ordinary humans don’t know us either. We’ve always been very well hidden, and we wouldn’t have shown ourselves if the situation hadn’t deteriorated to such a serious degree.”

If I hadn't known this world was a Transformers universe, I would have left after just one day!

“That’s truly astonishing,” Optimus Prime said in a deep voice. “I thought you were an outsider like us. After all, you’re so out of place in this world. I never imagined that a human could defeat ‘Stun’ in a one-on-one fight—it’s one of Megatron’s most formidable henchmen. And you have companions fighting in the countryside, don’t you? I don’t know who Megatron’s henchmen are, but judging from how relaxed you are, you should be the ultimate victors.”

“Thanks for the compliment, but I’m a native of this world. I’m not some alien.” Alice shrugged. “I can give you proof. Although I’m not exactly from this country, I did study abroad here… You should know what ‘international student’ means, right? Do you need me to explain?”

"……Need not."

Optimus Prime stared at her for a while before slowly straightening up and resuming his normal conversational posture. "You're not lying. We don't need to do these unnecessary things."

It nodded to Alice, pointing to its companion.

"I am Optimus Prime, the leader of the Autobots. Although you should already know this, please allow me to introduce myself. This is Ironhide, this is Ratchet, and that is Bumblebee. It's a pleasure to meet you, unknown human woman."

"It's an honor to meet you, my alien friends." Alice gently lifted her skirt and gave an elegant greeting.

“I am Alice, Alice Margot…”

Author's Note:

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I'm going to die without BX _(:з」∠)_

There's a power outage, which is very frustrating. This is a formal statement.

I'm also very upset about this. I typed a thousand words in the second section when the power suddenly went out. And it affected the entire neighborhood; it wasn't a power outage. Unfortunately, I only have one section left today. I'll see if I can finish the second section tomorrow.

By the way, regarding the plot progression... emmmm, the pace has actually sped up. What follows is a fast-paced development, with conflicts and a final battle... Due to the previous timeline, I won't be writing any plot related to China this time; let's just pretend that this country doesn't exist. I hope this will provide a comfortable reading experience...

This book will likely be available on Friday, and I'd appreciate everyone's support with the initial pre-orders. There should be a surge in updates upon release. A bounty... will probably be offered. If it gets stagnant on Bilibili, I'll definitely start a new chapter. If you, dear readers, find it enjoyable, please continue to support me.

Ah… lastly, I'd like to recommend a book called *The Songstress Won't Bloom*. Like mine, it features an external character entering an infinite world. However, her world isn't the original infinite one… The author's writing is beautiful, and the updates… are very unrestrained… I always call her "Mou Xian" (a nickname implying a certain level of eccentricity). Interested readers can check it out.

Chapter Eleven: Accidents Always Happen When You Least Expect Them.

After that, it was complete chaos. Although Alice had read the concept art, she couldn't have guessed that Optimus Prime would instinctively raise his gun before she had even finished saying half of his name. The other Autobots also took defensive stances. Bumblebee even rolled over to shield Sam and the others behind him, with his two cannons almost touching Alice's forehead!

“…Lloyd,” Alice finally said, uttering her name.

The scene immediately became very awkward.

Alice raised her fingers and slowly, but firmly, pried the two cannons away from her head. Although Shanghai and Penglai, hidden in her shadow, had already prepared defensive shields, she really didn't want to be hit by a cannon shot of unknown power at such close range.

[The reaction was really strong... but it's alright.]

At least for now, I have the upper hand in the discourse.

"Can I assume you're planning to change your stance? Are the aliens planning to go to war with Earthlings?" Her tone was calm, but the accusation was very clear.

“Sorry,” Optimus Prime put down his gun and waved apologetically. “Megatron can transform into other forms, so we overreacted a bit. Margot Lloyd… sounds like he’s only a little bit different from Megatron.”

Its companions also put away their weapons in embarrassment, especially Bumblebee, who scratched his head and made an embarrassing 'whoosh' sound from the speaker.

This is when a third party needs to step in. Sam, having just calmed his parents and girlfriend, took a step forward and looked at Alice.

"Can I ask you why you resurrected me? No, no, I'm not interested in magic or anything like that, I just want to know... uh, I'm just an ordinary person?" He was still a little nervous when facing Alice, and his words were somewhat incoherent.

“An ordinary person? No, Sam Witwicky, you are not an ordinary person.” Alice turned her head to look at him. “You should have read some historical legends, and you should know what role magicians usually play in stories. Magicians are never the protagonists, heroes are. And the reason I am here is to guide a hero among mortals.”

“You are not an ordinary person, you are a hero, Sam Witwicky,” she concluded. “And you will bear great responsibilities.”

"Hero? Me, a heavy responsibility?" Sam pointed to his chest, his face filled with disbelief.

Meanwhile, Tin Man spat out a disgruntled remark.

"A failed hero. If it weren't for him, Megatron would never have been able to obtain the AllSpark."

“That wasn’t a failure, it just wasn’t a complete success,” Alice retorted, turning her head away. “Your treasure, which you call the Spark, has lost its vitality. The energy has been transferred.”

"What did you say? The energy has been transferred?" Optimus Prime's tone immediately turned serious. "This is no small matter. Are you sure? Where has the energy been transferred to?"

“Of course I can be sure. And that’s why I’m resurrecting Sam. Look at him closely; you’re the leader of the Cybertronians, you should be able to see something.”

Optimus Prime immediately looked at Sam. His gaze was sharper, more forceful, and more oppressive than ever before. Those azure sensor eyes even frightened Sam at that moment—the poor boy instinctively took a small step back, but immediately regained his composure and straightened his back.

"Is there something wrong with me?" he asked, trying to keep his tone normal.

“Sam.” Optimus Prime looked at him intently. “Did you…see anything strange? Like some writing, patterns?”

"Words? Patterns?" The boy shook his head in confusion. "What are you talking about? I don't see any of that."

“It seems the time isn’t right yet, Sam. But one thing is certain,” Optimus Prime’s tone returned to normal. But his attitude had clearly changed. “We need your help, and you are indeed crucial.”

Having said that, it ignored Sam's bewildered expression and turned its head directly to look at Alice.

"Thank you for your help, human. You've done us a great favor. If you ever need anything in the future, please don't hesitate to ask. Cybertronians never fail to reward their friends."

“No need for that. Helping you is helping myself.” Alice waved her hand. “If you really feel bad about it, then please don’t interfere in some things that are about to happen in human society… The situation is very bad right now. I didn’t originally plan to show myself, but now I have no choice. So I plan to… deal with some internal problems among us humans.”

“The Cybertronians will not interfere in humanity’s internal affairs.” Optimus Prime nodded. “I guarantee that.”

"That's good." Alice breathed a sigh of relief. "You probably still have some things to discuss with Sam. So, I'll have to excuse myself for now. Please contact me using this if needed."

Alice bowed slightly, left behind a cell phone with only one phone number on it, and departed from the abandoned car park.

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About five minutes later.

“I’m mostly set up here. Now it’s time to get down to business… Patchouli, how are things on your end?” She took out another special phone provided by the main god from her pocket and dialed Patchouli’s number.

With the sound wave problem solved, their biggest problem no longer exists. There are no longer any hackers in the world who can stand alongside them across generations of technology, and they no longer need to worry about their conversations or plans being eavesdropped on.

The location of the spark has been found, but there are some troublesome issues. There's bad news and worse news; which do you want to hear first?

“…Bad news, huh?” Alice paused for a moment, then laughed. “A little challenge isn’t bad.”

The spark source is not completely deactivated; it can still be used one or two more times.

“Oh.” Alice breathed a sigh of relief. “As expected, even a fragment of the AllSpark can exert its power; this was within my calculations… What could be worse?”

Megatron planned to use it to repair a ship called the Nemesis.

Alice fell silent.

After a long pause, she slowly spoke into the other end of the communication channel: "Patch, if you're trying to play a trick on me, then please find a lighter way. My heart hasn't been feeling well lately."

I wasn't teasing you.

"..." Alice took a soft breath and closed her eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, they were completely indifferent.

"Then activate the backup plan. Spread the electronic virus worldwide now and control all military and civilian networks in this world. Patty, how long will it take for the Great Library to be operational? I need you to get over the Atlantic as soon as possible and find as many nuclear submarines as possible that are in communication silence. I need them... to do something for me."

[We're ready, anytime.]

Alice, are you sure you want to do this? This world is your homeland from your past life.

"The cause and effect are settled, and I'm capable of anything now. Alright, that's settled. I'll finish dealing with things on the Autobot side soon, and then we'll meet up in the Atlantic."

Alice hung up the phone. She gazed absently at the full moon in the sky.