Chapter Ninety-Four: Three Views? inexistent
It's been three days since Tony Stark arrived at Kama Taj. Here, he not only meets the Autobots, but also sees what he has been scoffing at until now - magic.
For a moment, Tony Stark's interest in magic surpassed that of the Autobots. After all, the Autobots obviously came to Earth from an alien planet, and perhaps there is an insurmountable gap and gap between their technology and Earth's technology. In Kama Taj, Tony has seen a lot of modern products that have been transformed by magic.
For example, a radio that is imprinted with magic runes and automatically charges; Or after being blessed by magic, the hardness and resistance of various cold weapons have skyrocketed.
However, after learning about the good relationship between Wang Dali and Kama Taj, Tony decided to contact the Autobots first, and he didn't forget that there was also a Nick Fury who was eyeing some friends from the aliens.
(Nick Fury: How did I not know about this myself?) )
For Tony Stark's consultation, the military manufacturing boss among the Autobots, Iron Hide agreed to Wang Dali's face. is also a scientific and technological personnel in arms manufacturing research and development, although some of Tony Stark's ideas are a bit wrong and backward in his opinion, but for the existing technology of mankind, it is already considered to be one of the best.
Therefore, he does not mind using his nearly 1,000-year-old experience in weapons research to point out the other party.
"Ah, here they are."
The meeting point with the three cartoonists is not in the Kama Taj headquarters, but in a remote town in Niper, which is still part of Kama Taj's sphere of influence.
"Autobots, hidden!"
After noticing the helicopter, Optimus Prime gave an order, and all the Autobots who had remained in human form turned into car forms. Tony Stark and Wang Dali stand in the middle of these cars, as if two Transformers enthusiasts had gathered these Transformers prototypes together and waited for the arrival of the three cartoonists.
With the helicopter landing, the cartoonists also saw this scene as a matter of course. Among them, Thomas exclaimed.
"Wow! How much does it cost to transport these cars to such a remote location? ”
He has seen more than one local tyrant who loves the Transformers series and collects all these prototypes. But the cost of transporting them to Nepal, especially in the foothills of the Himalayas, can be even higher than the trucks themselves.
"Hello guys, I'm Tony Stark!"
After waving to the Stark Corporation's helicopter pilot and signaling him to leave on his own, Tony greeted the three cartoonists.
And the initiative of this well-known genius rich man in the United States to speak up obviously flattered them.
"Hello Mr. Stark, I'm Thomas Edison."
"I'm Lark Byrne."
"I'm Naihiro Yamamoto,"
Although there was some strangeness and suspicion about Tony's invitation to the desolate suburbs of this strange country, these emotions dissipated when he saw the rich man himself, and turned into excitement and enthusiasm that even the cold of the Himalayas could not freeze.
Especially now that Tony Stark is still wearing his Mark suit.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I actually invited you here to introduce you to my friends."
Guiding the three who didn't know anything into the middle of the cars, Tony said with a smile.
"Mr. Stark's friend?"
Hearing him say this, the three people present turned their eyes to Wang Dali very self-warmly. Seeing this, Tony smiled and shook his head.
"No, no, no, I'm not talking about him."
He walked over to Optimus Prime and patted the lid of his carriage gently.
"Come on, this is the cartoonist who drew the Transformers series, why don't you meet them?"
His actions brought smiles on the faces of all three cartoonists, apparently thinking that the other was joking, paying homage to several of them in another way.
But then, the following scene didn't let them think so.
"Autobots, shapeshift!"
From Peterbilt's wide, unmanned cab, a majestic male electronic voice suddenly sounded.
The next moment, countless metal parts began to flip. Peterbilt, who had been lying quietly on the ground, stood upright and then turned into a human form.
"Optimus Prime !!"
The moment they saw the giant robot, the three of them said his name in unison. It's just that unlike Lark and Thomas, Yamamoto uses his native language.
"Hello, human. We are Autobots from Cybertron, and I am their leader, Optimus Prime. ”
"Weapons specialist, Ironskin."
"Medical ambulance."
"Commando Sir Commando."
"Assault bumblebee."
Listening to this introduction, which was originally extremely familiar, the three of them felt like falling into an ice cave. They trembled, looking up at the huge red and blue painted robots that were ten times their size, and felt that they were going to be scared out of their urine.
"I'm not dreaming, am I?!"
Lark twisted his thighs hard, but he didn't feel anything at all.
"Sure enough, this is a dream!"
"Idiot, of course you don't feel pain in such thick pants!"
When Thomas saw his funny behavior, the nervousness and fear in his heart suddenly decreased a little. Looking at the Autobots who were watching him and the others, he could only pray that the other party's personality was the same as in the manga.
"Don't be afraid, human, we didn't mean anything to invite you here, we just wanted to meet you."
As he spoke, he took out the stack of comics that Wang Dali had given him from the storage room on his chest and placed it in front of the three of them.
It makes them feel bad all about themselves.
Is there anything more terrifying than the characters in your own work appearing in reality?
Yes! That's when they also saw the work they were in!
"I was very curious about the process by which the three of them created these works. If so, could you please tell me about it? ”
Although Optimus Prime's voice is relatively peaceful, in this case, do Lack, Thomas, and Yamamoto still dare to say no?
……
Three hours later, the helicopter pilot, who had eaten lunch and had taken a nap halfway through, received a call to return. After repeatedly rejecting Tony Stark's invitation to dinner and promising that he would not say anything, the three cartoonists, who had not eaten or drunk for a day, returned to the helicopter almost in a run-off position.
Sure enough, it was exactly what I expected. It was the events that happened first, and then these cartoons. ”
After the three of them left, Optimus Prime sighed, and he didn't know whether it was joy or disappointment.
"It's ridiculous to put Cybertron's hopes in the paintbrush."