Transformers: Survival of Defective Products

Chapter 204 Reasonable Venting

Before the tank convoy even entered the office, the atmosphere of pre-battle evacuation had already set in.

A few minutes later, vortexes, bursts, scams, noise, and attacks entered in succession.

With five machines standing there, the space felt smaller.

The scammer's discerning gaze swept across the walls, tabletops, and floor.

The noise clearly indicated impatience.

Burst showed no interest in the conversation, but the optical mirror lingered on the vector for a longer time.

Whirlpool is in a good mood, probably waiting to see if something fun will happen today.

The attack was relatively quiet, barely managing to keep four team members, each more troublesome than the last, under control.

"sit."

The scammer raised an eyebrow: "We can stand."

I said, "Sit."

The five machines looked at each other, and the attacker sat down first, followed by the others.

BICk0 carefully moved a little further away.

The vector cut to the chase: "Your record in the Civil War was very poor."

The noisy man scoffed and the fraudster laughed, "War always involves losses."

The vector looked at him: "I call this the compensation list."

The scammer's smile faded slightly.

Their destruction record on the battlefield is terrifying: unnecessary destruction, firefights at the edge of the extraction zone, and the expanded damage caused by the combined tank convoy forming the Brutal Leopard.

"I don't care how you guys are used to fighting in the civil war." Yin Vector tapped the table to signal to the few guys who were starting to lose focus.

Whirlpool scoffed: "The Chief Justice wants to control the Chaotic Leopard?"

Vector: "I just want you to know the rules."

Bao Chong, legs crossed, scoffed, "What if we don't understand?"

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The price the tank squad paid for those words was watching helplessly as the vectoring station got up, stretched its wrists, and dragged them several of them directly into the training field.

Half an hour later, the five machines returned to the office.

The sitting posture has become much more uniform.

The noisy creature had scorch marks on its shoulder armor and sat upright in an eerie manner.

The vortex couldn't laugh at all.

The scammer sat down cautiously, as if the chair was about to bite his butt.

Bao Chong stared at the vector, his eyes filled with genuine excitement and approval.

The attacker remained silent, but after sitting down, he carefully moved the chair half a space away to avoid being within reach of the attacker's hand.

BICk0 also moved aside with the documents in hand; the Chief Justice had indeed gone too far.

The vector simply asked, "Can we talk about rules now?"

Attack: "Yes."

The other four machines nodded quickly, proving that the Chief Justice's "gentle" physical communication method was very effective.

The vector control unit handed them the official ruling: "Wartime damages will be compensated as before."

The scammer almost screamed. He could tolerate the guys in his team spending money recklessly all the time, but this amount was something they really couldn't afford. So he weakly asked:

"...Can I pay in installments?"

Seeing that he looked constipated, Yin Xiang said, "Alright, but you can't renege on your promise."

The scammer leaned back in his chair and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Furthermore, your movements will be restricted from now on. You'll have to apply to the judicial authorities for weapon registration and combination forms. If the Chaos Panther form appears without authorization, I'll beat you up again, just like I did today."

The vortex drawled, "So many restrictions."

"You don't have to team up at all."

The vortex shut up.

Vector sighed, finding the nature of these Cybertronians quite strange, and said:

"I know you want to hit each other, you want to vent your anger."

The optical lenses of all five machines turned to look at them, clearly finding the statement agreeable.

"But this isn't a civil war. If you run around causing destruction, the citizens outside will think the war has started again."

The five machines quieted down; some were still a little resentful, but they seemed to understand at least.

The vector then released the second proposal: "So I'm giving you an export option."

They got a little more into the scam and were itching to do business.

"First, the demolition of battle-damaged ruins and the clearing of dangerous facilities."

The vector projection shows the coordinates of several ruins.

"You will have demolition tasks, and you can also move overweight waste. Some dangerous facilities require machines of your strength to handle."

Noise and Whirlpool sat up straight and raised the corners of their mouths slightly.

The vector reference states: "Secondly, restrict the arena pilot program."

The machines fell silent for a moment.

Noisy: "The arena?"

"It's not the old Charon Arena," Vector said. "Don't look at me like that; that kind of thing won't come back."

His gaze grew increasingly serious as he looked at the design plan she had laid out.

"It primarily emphasizes entertainment and competitiveness, but the rules are completely different from those of a gladiatorial arena."

"There will be fair referees, injury restrictions, medical standby, spectator isolation, restrictions on certain weapons, and prohibition of irreversible damage and injury."

"You fight, the audience watches, and the ticket revenue is split proportionally. All data is open and transparent and can be found on the official website."

The scammers are already calculating their profits; even the optical lenses are shiny.

The noisy man asked, "Who's the referee?"

"It's me for now, I'll choose the machine later."

The vortex's earlier excitement vanished instantly.

The attackers were looking at the ruleboard, confirming the details of the operation, and each of them was almost a model of standard.

He then said, "We accept."

Even though the remaining four members of the tank team each had their own ideas, they were now officially quiet.

By the end of the questioning, the five machines were much more behaving than when they arrived.

Before leaving, the fraudster was still calculating the difference between the profit and the compensation, noisily asking if they could go demolish the ruins today, and bursting out wanting to see the specific opponents in the arena. Whirlpool said that the audience should get closer, and the attacker glanced at him and shut up.

BICk0 looked in the direction they left: "Is this really safe?"

Yin Vector took a sip of energy liquid to moisten himself: "It's safer than letting them find their own fun."

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The last item on today's agenda is the placement plan for Hercules and the Guardian Deity.

Looking at the schedule, Yin Vector felt that he was too destined to be associated with large and dangerous units.

BICk0 then produced a document stating: "The air ring plain plan is complete."

The Konghuan Plain was formerly part of the outer transportation ring.

Later, during the war, the area was bombed out, leaving only a large expanse of open metal surface, broken tracks, and the industrial skeleton that had not yet been dismantled.

After reinforcement, the underground structure can withstand the movement of ultra-large structures.

It is far from densely populated residential areas, but transportation lines can access it, and there is enough space around it to set up a security boundary.

Such a space was full of goodwill for Hercules and the guardian deity.

The talks could only be conducted via communications projection, and she simultaneously projected a holographic map of the Sky Ring Plain.

The projection of Hercules lit up first, followed by the projection of the Guardian.

Hercules' self-awareness is clearly much weaker than that of the Guardian.

"This is your resettlement area."

The two machines were still staring at the image, looking rather clumsy, so the term "vector" was changed to something easier to understand:

"That's where you'll be staying."

Both men looked enlightened and nodded; one seemed slightly bewildered, while the other gradually became happy.

"The Sky Ring Plains will serve as your long-term activity area. You don't need to be on standby all the time; you can do whatever you want there."

Hercules' optical mirror blinked slowly: "Can I sleep?"

"certainly."

The guardian spirit asked, "No need to fight?"

"Unless there is a special emergency," said the vector, handing them some guidelines.

The guardian spirit observed for a while, then finally asked, "Will we easily step on the citizens?"

The vector responded seriously: "No."

She showed them the perimeter boundary, where citizens wouldn't get too close, and there were dedicated communicators, medical teams, and clearing channels at the boundary.

Next, the vector once again made it clear to them that if they were willing, they could participate in large-scale reconstruction missions, but they would no longer accept any form of forced military mobilization from any faction.

Ordinary citizens also have the opportunity to interact with them outside the security line, but they cannot harass them or try to treat the Combiners as a spectacle.

The two enormous combiner robots listened attentively, seemingly unfazed by the rules.

They finally got a peaceful rest.

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A few days later, the Sky Ring Plains turned into a strange place.

At first, citizens only dared to watch from a distance outside the safety line, after all, they looked like two mountains that had stopped moving.

A young machine waved curiously at Hercules, whose brain module processed the gesture for a while before raising a finger in greeting.

The guardian spirit usually lies further away; he likes to look at the starry sky, watching the brilliant stars shine in the darkness.

Occasionally, I will answer questions from some bold citizens.

In addition, several more legal stalls have appeared in the empty ring plain.

They sell energy drinks, panoramic mirrors, and all sorts of other things.

When Yin Vector saw this strange commercialization trend, it inexplicably reminded it of Mount Emei...

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That evening, BICk0 finished handling all matters related to the tank squad and the two combiners.

The vector finally got off work.

She asked, "At least this part is done... who's next?"

BICk0 reopens the previously written, excessively long list of reference vectors:

"Knockout, Skyquake, Horrifying Wings, GEL-397, Rumble, Chaos, Mechanical Dogs, Giant Devils, Knights of Law... Wait, what about me?"

"And...smoke screen."