In fact, in the institutions of the American government, such as the director of the FBI, such as the secretary of defense who wields military power, they know much more than the president of the United States, such as the body of Megatron hidden under the Hoover Dam in the previous Seventh District, and the previous presidents still knew nothing about it even after the expiration of their terms.

When these bigwigs need the president to know, the president will know.

"In that case, I'll put it away."

Zhang Yang put the pieces back in the bottle and put them away, Sam and Michaela, who had been worried, finally let go of their hearts and exhaled with relief.

"This thing is a hot potato, if I could have found him earlier, I would have given him to Optimus Prime and them, and I wouldn't have touched it if I had killed him."

Sam shrugged, and it could be seen that he was a little miserable by this incident.

"Okay, it's okay now, what are you going to do at night, are you going to go out and open a room?"

Zhang Yang looked at Sam and blinked, of course Sam understood what Zhang Yang was referring to, and suddenly his old face turned red and he was a little embarrassed.

"I've booked a hotel online, right near the university."

Michaela blinked as if she didn't understand anything.

"Ahem, ahem."

Sam coughed violently, he certainly didn't think his little girlfriend was so innocent, she was obviously teasing herself.

"What's that, I'll take Michaela to the hotel first, I'm afraid she doesn't know the way, let's see you tomorrow!"

Sam grabbed Michaela, and then fled under the playful gaze of Zhang Yang, and only after the two of them left, Zhang Yang closed the door and window, looked around, and then took out the bottle again.

Zhang Yang looked at this silver shard of fire source. He hesitated in his mind, as if he was thinking about something, and finally, Zhang Yang made a decision, closed his eyes and stretched out a finger, which was pointed at the fragment's body as if he was going to the battlefield.

A long time passed, and nothing happened.

"What's going on? Could it be that Sam has absorbed all the energy? This is not right, Tianhuo is resurrected with a fragment on his back, and it is impossible to save without energy, so what's going on? ”

Zhang Yang turned over and over to play with the fragments in his palm. Somewhat confused, he had planned to try it to see if the symbols would appear in his mind after touching the fragment, but the fragment seemed to have lost its energy and remained motionless. Nothing happened, which made Zhang Yang a little discouraged.

Although I got the Tinder Source Fragments. But Zhang Yang's third side quest "Obtain a Tinder Source Fragment." and keep it until the main quest is completed", still in gray font, and has not been triggered.

Zhang Yang looked at the requirements, and it was written very clearly that he must not be human, Autobot. In the case of the Decepticons, get a Tinder fragment, which can activate the mission, the current fragment. It was Sam who took the initiative to give it to him after discussing it with Optimus Prime, and of course it can't be regarded as completing the task.

"I finally got the fragments, but it turned out to be of no use."

After sighing, Zhang Yang put the fragments back away, he knew that the fragments could activate any mechanical body and give them life, the premise was that they had some basic structure, such as a piece of pig iron, the fragments could not activate it, and it must be able to be classified into the category of "machinery".

Zhang Yang also thought about using his steel armor for experiments, but when he thought that the machinery activated by the radical fragments had all turned into Decepticons, he immediately dispelled this idea.

"If the steel armor is turned into a Decepticon, not to mention whether you are willing to stay by your side honestly, you may even take the initiative to betray and leave yourself, if this is the case, then the gain outweighs the loss."

What's more, the size of the battle armor is not small, and the body is still made of Edelman alloy, if it is really turned into a Decepticon, Zhang Yang feels that the big boss of the movie world this time may have to change from a fallen King Kong to a "steel demon".

The night passed quickly, the next morning, Zhang Yang got up, had breakfast and waited at home for the time to come, at 9:30, Zhang Yang drove his rented black Audi, slowly towards the place of the party.

The meeting place was 18 Lincoln Avenue near the university, which was originally a private estate, but after being auctioned off, it was bought by a wedding company and converted into a meeting place, with a castle-style Western-style building, a large lawn and swimming pool, which was very suitable for gatherings.

Even in normal times, the reserved places here are very rare, at least three months later, this party, the previous student president of the University of Pennsylvania, specially leased in advance for this class of students.

Looking at the tall white building in front of him, Zhang Yang looked around, there was a parking lot, and then drove the car in, looking for a parking space.

"There it is."

Zhang Yang saw a position not far away, and just wanted to drive over, he heard a screeching sound of brakes, and a carmine beetle scurried over from the other side, and then fart. The stock was stopped first.

"Damn, there are actually people grabbing parking spaces here, when this is the Celestial Empire."

Zhang Yang muttered, didn't bother to argue with the other party, drove straight forward, found a seat again and stopped, after locking the car door, Zhang Yang saw a blonde walking on the red Beetle not far away, wearing a pair of big sunglasses, stunned for a moment after seeing Zhang Yang, and then seemed to think of something and walked over.

Da-da-da-da.

The blonde stepped on 8 centimeters of white high heels, wore a crescent white dress, carried an LV bag, and walked in front of Zhang Yang, exuding a unique fragrance of women, different from the smell of perfume, and then stood still in front of Zhang Yang, a little embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, I called again before, I didn't see your car there, and I robbed you of your parking space, I'm really sorry."

The woman took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of blue eyes with a deep apology on her face. As the saying goes, if you don't hit a smiling person, Zhang Yang didn't pay much attention to it, so he waved his hand.

"It's okay, it's just a parking space, I'm looking for one."

"Thank you for your understanding."

The blonde woman put out a smile, and every move showed that this woman had received a good tutor and training, and there was a taste of nobility in her gestures.

After saying goodbye, the blonde stepped on her high heels and left, Zhang Yang didn't think much about it, and then took out the admission ticket from his pocket, and then identified the next direction and walked towards the venue inside.

This place is not ordinarily large, and many buildings with very similar shapes and styles can easily make people dizzy, and if it weren't for the location of some of the main thoroughfares, all of which have road maps, I'm afraid it would take some effort to publicize them.

Finally, Zhang Yang passed through a large gate carved with angel reliefs, and came to an open-air square, next to a small swimming pool, around which were filled with tables filled with all kinds of food and drinks, and many young men and women in suits and skirts were talking in twos and threes.

"Hello, this is a private party, I'm sorry that you need to show your invitation to enter the venue."

A young white-collar worker in a suit, sitting behind a desk, stopped Zhang Yang.

"Here's my invitation ticket."

Zhang Yang took out the ticket from his pocket and handed it over, and after the female white-collar worker looked at it carefully, she took out a small fluorescent seal, stamped a stamp on the ticket, and then returned it to Zhang Yang.

"Thank you for your cooperation, you can go in, this is your admission ticket."

Zhang Yang looked at the pattern on the ticket, it was a rose shape, it looked very exquisite, if you want to temporarily pretend to be mixed in, and if you want to find an exact seal again, it will take a long time.

With his own ticket, Zhang Yang entered the venue smoothly, Zhang Yang was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, which looked formal and very ordinary, and the others only glanced at it and diverted their attention, and continued to attack their goddess or male god, hoping to win the other party's heart.

"These guys, small and big, just 18 years old and adult, make it look like adults in their twenties and thirties."

Zhang Yang muttered in his heart, looking at these young men and women who are not very old, driving out one by one, playing the role of gentlemen and ladies, he felt a little funny.

"Publicity!"

A voice sounded from behind, and then Zhang Yang's shoulder was suddenly slapped violently, Zhang Yang resisted the urge to fall over the shoulder, and turned his head, it was Sam and Michaela.

"Why didn't I see you guys just now? And what about Leo? ”

Zhang Yang glanced around, but didn't see Sam's roommate, Leo.

"Leo? I didn't see him, probably to find Alice (that female machine qì person, disguised identity is the beautiful school girl Alice), this guy is a crazy fan of Alice. ”

Sam looked left and right, but didn't see Leo.

"Forget it, let's leave him alone, let's go to the party first, the food and drinks here are free, you can eat as hard as you want, anyway, the student union pays for it, I paid $150, and I paid the money for the two of you together."

"Money?"

Zhang Yang glanced at Sam in surprise, the young man who had a tight life this day actually helped himself and Michaela advance money?

"Yes, otherwise where would the student union get so much money, in fact, there was no need to pay for it, the previous student council president paid for renting here, and the funds were paid by him, we felt embarrassed, so we discussed making up some money and giving it to the student council president."

When Sam said about the student council president, there was a faint hint of admiration in his eyes, as if this student council president was very prestigious in the eyes of these students. (To be continued......)