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However, as he stood up and took his fingers away from the headlights, the engine that had automatically started gradually stopped and finally calmed down. Merlin didn't pay too much attention to this but opened the relay position to check. After confirming there was no problem with the relay, he moved on to the wiring.

Despite searching around, he found no issues; everything seemed normal. Merlin, still in disbelief, looked over everything again and found nothing amiss.

"Hey...what's going on?" He stood aside, biting his thumb, confused by the situation.

In the beginning, such problems were common for him, but as he became more proficient, he could quickly diagnose issues with any motorcycle component. The current situation was too strange: the motorcycle had ignited automatically without any warning, but the ignition circuit showed no problems.

After pondering for a bit, he replaced the electronic control unit with a new one and tested it. Once he confirmed everything was in order, he returned to the headlight to clean the paint.

"It seems a little off," Merlin muttered, feeling puzzled by the blush on the headlight. He knelt down and rubbed his fingers on it, trying to clean it up. As soon as his fingers touched the headlight, the blush spread quickly, resembling a shy flush.

"Buzz!!" The engine roared again, the entire body trembling. Merlin looked at his palm, then at the vibrating engine, and began to understand. He rubbed the headlight again.

"Buzz!!!" The throttle boomed louder, the bike trembling more violently, filling the workshop with sound. Merlin, frowning but excited, put both hands on the headlights and began rubbing them intensely.

"Buzz!!!" The throttle roared, and the bike shook more violently, filling the workshop with noise. Merlin, both confused and excited, rubbed the headlights with both hands.

"Buzz buzz!!!" The sound intensified, and the bike's body trembled harder. Suddenly, viscous engine oil sprayed from the exhaust port. The bike stopped roaring and trembling, and the engine gradually stalled.

"Fuck!" Merlin quickly backed away, horrified, looking at the oil and his hands.

"Something's wrong... Could Gwen have been right?"

[Motorcycle, motorcycle, live with your motorcycle!]

[Your mind's full of oil and gears, something is bound to go wrong.]

Although I have been obsessed with motorcycles before, I've never felt this way. The motorcycle before me seemed almost alive. Maybe the improvement in intelligence has also enhanced my mechanical affinity, leading to this strange feeling.

"Something's wrong..." Merlin circled the motorcycle, trying to identify the issue. He decided to test other vehicles.

A unique frequency signal spread throughout New York City. Under the dark night, many parked vehicles started their ignitions automatically, turned on their headlights, and began driving towards a designated location.

Chevrolet Camaro, General GMC, Ambulance Hummer H2, Bilt Heavy Duty Truck...

Under the cover of night, the vehicles turned into phantoms racing down the road, finally gathering in a hidden abandoned factory in Brooklyn. Accompanied by the roar of engines and exhaust sounds, bright lights illuminated the dark factory as the vehicles arrived one after another.

"Click! Click..." The sound of metal rang out as the vehicles transformed into tall humanoid machines. The leader, Optimus Prime, tall and adorned with flame tattoos, exuded a majestic aura as he looked around and noticed one was missing.

"Why isn't Arcee here?"

"She only has two wheels, so she won't be too fast, and there are problems with many parts of her body. I don't know if she can come," Skids replied nonchalantly, leaning against a pillar.

However, Optimus Prime's next words made him instantly serious.

"We recently received news that members of the Decepticons have also come to Earth, and Megatron, who fell into the glacier, has been awakened. We must speed up and find the location of the AllSpark as soon as possible," Optimus Prime said gravely. "They are hidden in human society just like us. Be more careful in the future."

Hearing this, the Autobots became solemn. Optimus Prime then asked, "Have you collected any useful information?"

Bumblebee scratched his head, still a dilapidated Chevrolet in the second-hand market. Skids and Mudflap spread their hands helplessly.

Optimus Prime could only shake his head at this. The arrival of the Decepticons made him feel more urgent, but he knew this urgency was futile. The gathering ended without useful information, and Arcee still hadn't shown up. They all returned to their places, more determined but also more cautious.

"Go back to Arcee and tell her the news so that she can be more vigilant."

After leaving these words, Optimus Prime announced the disbandment.

"Buzz!!" Many Autobots quickly transformed into vehicles and disappeared into the abandoned factory.

Meanwhile, Arcee was undergoing transformation.

Merlin walked to the door of a workshop in the backyard. As the rolling shutter door slowly opened, a vast intelligent assembly line workshop appeared before him. Silver-white mechanical arms continuously danced for welding, transportation, screwing, and spraying. Surrounding the area were closed glass pipes containing various rare elements. At the end, vehicles such as the Zombie chopper and Zentorno were being built.

Because the workshop is not very big, Merlin did not write too many programs, only a few vehicle modules that sold well. Engines such as super-burning engines and vigilante engines require relatively precious and scarce materials, so there is usually a dedicated line to produce them.

Merlin used a trailer to load a recently produced atomic engine and left the workshop, returning to the workstation again.

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