Mingyue of the Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! Tony Stark has been here for three days. Here, he not only met the Autobot, but also saw the magic that he had been sneering at before.

For a moment, Tony Stark's interest in magic even exceeded that of the Autobots. After all, the Autobots obviously came to Earth from aliens, and maybe there is an insurmountable fault and gap between their technology and Earth's technology. In Kamataj, Tony saw many modern products that have been transformed by magic.

For example, a radio that is automatically charged with magic runes; or various cold weapons whose hardness and resistance have increased sharply after being blessed by magic.

However, after learning about the good relationship between Wang Dali and Kama Taj, Tony decided to contact the Autobots first. He did not forget that there was also Nick Fury who was eyeing some friends from aliens.

(Nick Fury: Why don’t I know about this?)

Regarding Tony Stark's advice, the military manufacturing tycoon among the Autobots agreed immediately for Wang Dali's sake. As an arms manufacturing research and development technology personnel, although some of Tony Stark's ideas seemed to him to be a bit wrong and backward, they are already among the best in the existing technology of human beings.

Therefore, he didn't mind using his nearly thousand years of weapon research experience to guide the other party.

"Ah, they're here."

The meeting place with the three cartoonists was not placed in the main part of Kama Taj, but in a remote town in Niper, which still belongs to Kama Taj's sphere of influence.

"Automan, hidden!"

After detecting the helicopter, Optimus Prime gave the order, all the automakers who were originally in human form turned into car forms. Tony Stark and Wang Dali stood in the middle of these cars, as if two Transformers enthusiasts deliberately collected these Transformers prototypes together and waited for the arrival of the three cartoonists.

As the helicopter landed, the cartoonists saw this scene naturally. Thomas exclaimed.

"Wow! How much does it cost to transport these cars to such a remote place?"

He has seen more than one of the rich people who love the Transformers series and collect all of these prototypes. But the cost of transporting them to Niper, especially at the foot of the Himalayas, may be higher than the cars themselves.

"Hello, everyone, I'm Tony Stark!"

After waved to the helicopter pilot under Stark's company and signaled him to leave on his own, Tony stepped forward and greeted the three cartoonists.

The proactive speech of this famous genius rich man in the United States obviously made them a little flattered.

"Hello Mr. Stark, I'm Thomas Edison."

"I'm Lack Byrne."

"I'm Yamamoto Naihiro,"

Although there was some strange and suspicion about Tony's appointment with them to the desolate suburbs of this strange country, these emotions disappeared when they saw the rich man himself again, turning into excitement and enthusiasm that even the cold of the Himalayas could not freeze.

Especially now Tony Stark is still wearing his Mark suit.

"Everyone, I actually want to introduce you to my friends."

Tony said with a smile, leading the three people who knew nothing to the car.

"Mr. Stark's friend?"

Hearing what he said, the three of them were very enthusiastic about turning their eyes to Wang Dali. Seeing this, Tony smiled and shook his head.

"No, no, no, I'm not talking about him."

He walked to Optimus Prime and gently patted his car cover.

"Come on, this is the cartoonist who drew the Transformers series. Wouldn't you meet them?"

His actions made the three cartoonists smile on their faces, and they obviously thought the other party was joking and paid tribute to several people in another way.

But then, the following scene won't make them think so.

"Automan, transformed!"

From Peter Bilt's wide unmanned cab, a burst of masculine and wide male electronic sound suddenly came.

The next moment, countless metal parts began to flip. Peter Bilt, who was originally lying quietly on the ground, stood upright and turned into a human form.

"Optimus Prime!!!"

The moment he saw this huge robot, the three of them said his name in unison. It was just that different from Lak and Thomas, Yamamoto Hiro uses his native language.

"Hello, humans. We are Autobots from Cybertron, and I am their leader Optimus Prime."

"Weapon expert, iron."

“Medical staff ambulance.”

"Sir Assault."

"Assaulter Bumblebee."

Listening to this very familiar introduction, the three of them felt like they fell into an ice cave. The two of them fought and looked up at the huge red and blue painted robot that was ten times larger than their size, and felt that they were about to be scared to pee.

"I'm not dreaming, are I?"

Lark twisted his thigh hard, but he didn't feel anything at all.

"Sure enough, this is dreaming!"

"Idiot, you certainly don't feel pain when you wear such thick pants!"

Thomas saw his funny behavior and his nervousness and fear suddenly decreased a little. Looking at the Autobot who was watching him and others, he could only pray that the other person's personality was the same as in the comics.

"Don't be afraid, humans, we have no malice to invite you here this time, we just want to meet you."

As he said that, he took out the stack of comics that Wang Dali gave him from the storage room on his chest and placed them in front of the three of them.

This made them feel like they were all in a bad mood.

Is there anything more terrifying than the characters in their own works appearing in reality?

Yes! That is, they have also read their works!

"I'm very curious about the process of creating these works by the three. If possible, can I ask a few of you to talk to me?"

Although Optimus Prime's voice was relatively calm, in this case, would Lack, Thomas and Yamamoto still dare to say no?

...

Three hours later, after lunch, the helicopter pilot who had a nap in the middle received a call and returned. He repeatedly refused Tony Stark's invitation to dinner and promised that he would not say anything, the cartoonist who had not eaten or drunk water for three days almost returned to the helicopter in the same escape posture.

"Sure enough, it's the same as I expected. The events happened first and then these comics."

After the three of them left, Optimus Prime sighed, not knowing whether it was happiness or disappointment.

"It's really ridiculous to place Cyberton's hopes in the brush."
Chapter completed!