Chapter Thirty-Nine: A New Body

"Nima, this Megatron frame is so big, I don't even want to move."

Zhang Yunpeng saw that Megatron was still lying on the stone platform, and he didn't even move his fingers, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Then he was like: "He can't be out of power, is he, so high-tech, he can't even charge a single electricity?" ”

While he was thinking, Megatron's hoarse voice rang out, "Hello wow! Descendant of the Prophet, His Excellency King Roc. ”

The voice is very flat, and I can't hear joy or anger.

Zhang Yunpeng was taken aback by his sudden voice, and he hurriedly made a look of sincere fear: "What King Megatron said, His Excellency King Dapeng doesn't dare to take it seriously, just call me Xiaoyun, and the prophet teacher also calls me that." ”

Then he said, "Little brother, I have heard of Brother Megatron's name a long time ago, and everyone says that you are righteous, benevolent, chivalrous, and righteous. The younger brother has long wanted to see his brother's might, and now he can see it, and it is indeed worthy of his name, so that the younger brother's admiration for his brother is like a surging river...... endlessly. ”

Under this series of sycophants, Zhang Yunpeng became more and more energetic the more he spoke, blowing Megatron to be unparalleled in the sky and on the ground, comparable to the second master of Guan Yunchang Guan.

He had already thought very clearly, instead of putting on a high-minded and invincible appearance to provoke this old man unhappy, it was better to lower his posture and pat his ass to gain the boss's favor and let himself get more benefits.

Where did Megatron hear these words? The Decepticons around him said "Long live King Megatron!" all day long. "It's on my lips, but I'll get tired of hearing it too much.

Now that he heard Zhang Yunpeng's words, which collected the essence of the five thousand years of sycophants from the top to the bottom of the Celestial Empire, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Zhang Yunpeng's kid was pleasing to the eye.

"So, Xiaoyun! I came to you this time to do me a favor by relying on the power you inherited from the Prophet. Megatron said.

Zhang Yunpeng hurriedly made a flattered look and said: "What is my brother talking about, if there is anything to say, my little brother will definitely do nothing." ”

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A week later, the airport in New York, USA.

The two young men had just gotten off the plane, and one of the blonde Caucasian men smiled at the other young Asian man and said, "Oh, dear Brother Yun Peng, are you still angry with me?" ”

The young man known as Brother Yun Peng looked at him expressionlessly, and then spit out a few words quite stiffly: "No, doctor, I'm not used to it yet." ”

The voice sounded awkward, like someone who had just learned to speak.

"Haha, dear Brother Yun Peng, aren't you familiar with your new body yet? This is so disappointing to me, after all, I made it myself. The man known as the doctor exclaimed with an exaggerated expression.

It all started a week ago, when Megatron in the base of the pyramids in Egypt was just a projection.

His real body is frozen in an unknown place, and the Cosmic Cube that he has been looking for for a long time is also with his body, but Megatron doesn't know where it is, so Zhang Yunpeng needs to find an American boy named Sam Whitwich, from whom he can know the location of Megatron's body and Rubik's Cube.

He needed to use Zhang Yunpeng's ability to connect with the spirit to learn everything they were looking for from this boy.

Therefore, the doctor helped Zhang Yunpeng create a human body, but this is only a half-mechanical body, and Zhang Yunpeng controls all the actions of the body in this body.

However, it was only a short week, and Zhang Yunpeng could only control some basic activities of his body, but he was not familiar with the language, so there was this scene.

"Damn, this body you've made is too hard to control, why is it so difficult for me to even speak." Zhang Yunpeng's human body looked at the doctor expressionlessly, and then he didn't see his mouth move, but let out a series of words.

The doctor smiled disapprovingly: "Oh, dear Brother Yun Peng, please don't speak directly, it will look very weird, do you plan to communicate with others in such a ventriloquist form all the time?" ”

"Uh... Good...... Let's do it! After hearing his words, Zhang Yunpeng returned to the way he spoke like an idiot.

The doctor began to introduce Zhang Yunpeng to the content of his mission: "You have to quickly master the way this body speaks, we have a week to go, you are now an international student from Asia, we have arranged for you to attend Sam Witwich's school, and you will go there in a week." ”

"I... What to do? Zhang Yunpeng asked.

"You need to gain the trust of the target as soon as possible, and then ask him about the location of Megatron's body and Rubik's Cube, there is already an Autobot by his side to protect him, so you need to use the psychic connection to obtain this information."

"Then why don't you grab him and take his brain out so you can get the information we need?" This time, Zhang Yunpeng used a spiritual connection, and his voice sounded directly in the doctor's head.

"Oh! We tried, but as soon as we got close to him, a horde of Autobots attacked us, so we came up with this plan. The doctor was also surprised when he first came into contact with the psychic connection, but he quickly explained Zhang Yunpeng's doubts.

"Since last time, his side has been watched by the Autobots, so your questioning must be carried out in a psychic connection so that it will not be discovered by the Autobots." The doctor said again.

"It seems that this is still quite a challenge, I hope this kid will not be frightened." Zhang Yunpeng sighed and sighed.

With the doctor came to a hotel, and then the doctor confessed, and asked Zhang Yunpeng to practice the ability to speak with this body in the room, and then went out.

Zhang Yunpeng smiled bitterly, then lay on the bed and began to practice.

Zhang Yunpeng is now controlling the movements of his body in the brain of this body, and some movements that seem very simple to ordinary people need to be completed by issuing several commands.

For example, Zhang Yunpeng's language movements that are most troublesome must control his face, lips and voice at the same time, otherwise it will make people feel that he is speaking ventriloquism.

"Alone!"

"Roll the calves!"

"Shriveled calf!"

"Eight calves!"

And just like that, the long and painful language practice began!

(PS: Don't say it's a transformation, it's going to be very sad from the spirit!) ）