"Buzz"

The low and powerful engine sound echoed on the streets of New York, and a classic black Dodge Challenger muscle car drove through the streets quickly. The car moved very quickly and was very flexible, not like a driver driving at all.

It was running on the street, shuttled back and forth like a fish in water in the slightly crowded street, as if it had a real soul.

Actually, there is really no driver in this car.

Merlin leaned in the driver's seat, holding a lunch in his hands, and the steering wheel in front of him seemed to be held invisible hands, spinning himself, and the scene was extremely strange.

"The place you are going to pass 17 forks, and I have planned the best driving plan."

The iconic metal sound of flying over the mountain sounded in the carriage, and a three-dimensional projection of dark blue appeared in front of Merlin. On the detailed New York map, a red line was outlined.

This is the best route that this mechanical life transformed into a muscle car has calculated in its own way.

Meilin took a look at the projection, and he skillfully picked up a piece of chicken with chopsticks, and said vaguely while eating:

"You decide for yourself, just send me where I want to go safely."

"Um"

Flying over the mountain, this black muscle car with red stripes decorated with red stripes started quickly at the moment the green light lit up, and shook its tail with a beautiful tail that made other drivers on the road, and in a bend of almost 90°, it perfectly turned into another road.

The whole process was extremely stable, so stable that Merlin didn't feel any bumps at all. The level of the Coke he placed on the bridge did not even change.

To be honest, the comfort of riding this car is perfect.

Merlin is sure that his car is definitely unique in this world, and the technical content of this mechanical life is at least hundreds of years ahead of the world!

The only drawback to this car is that its chassis lacks a large part, which greatly affects its external image.

After all, flying over the mountain lost its right arm in the previous battle, and naturally there were fewer parts when it turned into a car.

While flying over the mountain, Meilin finished lunch. When he was passing by a street intersection, he threw the lunch box outwards. Under the action of the suspended curse, the lunch box was perfectly thrown into the trash can on the street.

This scene was seen by flying over the mountain and using the information collector transformed into the bridge. A few seconds later, the silent and cold mechanical life asked:

"Merlin, is this what you are talking about magic? Did you use this weird energy to repair my body?"

"Yes, magic."

Merlin said:

"A power that is unreasonable at all. Unfortunately, you did not carry your destroyed right arm, and repairing the spell naturally cannot repair the missing part. Speaking of which, have you ever seen other alien magic after fighting among the stars for so long?"

“We rarely have contact with carbon-based life.”

Flying over the mountain, he answered calmly:

"Carbon-based life and silicon-based life like us are completely different from civilizations and beliefs. Especially after the destruction of Cybertron, every surviving Cybertron was involved in the cruel war of exile. We don't have time to engage in diplomacy."

"Okay, that's a pity."

Merlin shrugged and said to the flying mountain:

"Let me listen to a song."

"Wait, the network speed in your world is too bad. It takes me a few seconds to download it. Oh, there are many types of music you have. What kind of music do you like to listen to?"

"Here's soothing."

Merlin closed her eyes and leaned against the driver's seat. After a moment, a melodious serenade rang out in the carriage.

"I'll sleep for a while and wake me up when I get to the place."

Merlin said to Flying over the mountain, and he closed his eyes and entered a state of meditation.

After learning magic, Merlin rarely goes to real sleep. Wizards use meditation to sense the magic power in their bodies. This special state can also relieve fatigue well.

The little wizards at Hogwarts Academy basically only sleep a few hours a night, while the formal wizards do not sleep for a week or even a month.

Magic, this is really a magical thing.

Flying over the mountain did not disturb Merlin's rest. It even slowed down the car slightly, reaching downstairs of S.H.E.L.D., 5 minutes later than expected.

"Merlin, wake up."

Flying over the mountain, he parked perfectly in the parking space in the open-air parking lot with a beautiful tail swing. It awakened Merlin with a low voice. The latter opened his eyes and looked at the building in front of him. He stretched his body, then tidied up his clothes, and said to Fly over the mountain:

"Wait here and don't try to link the S.H.E.L.D. internal network, which is a special encrypted network. If you forcefully invade, you will be discovered."

"Um?"

Flying over the mountain, a voice of doubt was made without emotion, and a projection appeared in front of Merlin, which standardized dozens of secret files in the S.H.E.L.D. database.

Mechanical Life says to Merlin:

"The network encryption methods in your world are too low-end. I even need to split a thread to easily break through your network defense. Are you sure that your organization is really the most secret-keeping force in the world?"

Faced with the question flying over the mountain, Merlin didn't know how to answer.

Cybertrons are mechanical life. For earthlings, information technology is just a means, and for them, it is more like an instinct engraved in their bones. A Cybertron baby who has just walked out of the assembly workshop uses information technology to far surpass the most powerful information technology experts on the earth.

Merlin looked at the projection of data that was constantly shining in front of him. He hesitated for a few seconds, then lowered his voice and said to Feishan:

"Open the database with the highest privileges"

"What are you doing? Merlin."

Flying over the mountain did not immediately obey the order, instead, it asked:

"In the information I saw, you have level 5 permissions, and you are not qualified to browse the most closely protected information in your organization. You are violating the rules, Merlin, this is a very dangerous behavior."

"No, fly over the mountain."

Merlin narrowed her eyes and looked at the projection of data rays in front of her, and said:

"This is a kind of um, necessary caution. I've received some news before that there's a lot of dark secrets hidden inside my organization, and I have to find it out."

"I can't do that."

Flying over the mountain refused to say:

"This does not conform to the rules of conduct of the Cybertron Rebels, and the act of challenging the order will be condemned."

"You've seen that message, flying over the mountains."

Merlin said:

"You don't have the authority of SHIELD at all, and you violated your rules to open that database. I will help you find the b-127. You are not familiar with the place here. If your friends are as proficient in information technology as you, if it wants to hide itself, then you can't even mobilize satellites around the world to discover it, and I can mobilize unique resources to help you."

"This is a mutually beneficial thing, Mr. Cyberton. If you are really fighting a battlefield, then winning is your goal!"

Merlin whispered:

"What I am puzzled now is how much can you pay to win? Are the rules you stick to in the face of victory and defeat worthy of your brother's death for it?"

Flying over the mountain, hesitating for a moment.

After a few seconds, it rang in the car without any emotion:

"The database encryption cracking is expected to be cracked, 58 seconds."

Merlin smiled, he waited patiently, and a minute later, on the projection in front of him, endless secret files were arranged. Merlin quickly browsed the contents of these files, and a few minutes later, he pointed to a cash flow document and said:

"There is a problem tracking the source and where these funds are going. It shows that I have not received the grants allocated to sl.d.! Hell, there is indeed a problem!"

Merlin's fingers clenched.

As the data bytes in front of him beat, an unknown premonition appeared in his heart.

The reminder that mysterious old Steve gave him was true.

In the organization he lives in, there are shadows that he has always overlooked.

A few minutes later, with the support of Flying Over the Mountain's powerful data tracking and computing instinct, the complicated and cumbersome cash transfer procedures could not be hidden from Merlin's eyes.

“The ‘Avengers’ project?”

Merlin looked at the whereabouts of the cash flowing in, and rubbed his forehead:

"Fry, are you using me as a cover? Is your real purpose, this?"

“There was an abnormality in the last cash process.”

The sound of flying over the mountain sounded again:

“It disappeared”

"disappear?"

Merlin frowned and looked at the strangely disappearing millions of cash, he whispered:

"List out the list of all executors related to this cash!"

"Swish"

The data conversion on the projection, one name after another appeared in front of Merlin, and also included photos that matched those names, among which Fury's photos were clearly in sight.

"It's you again?"

Merlin clenched his fists.

"Fry, what the hell are you doing?"

"There are still some files that cannot be unlocked, Merlin."

The search and cracking program that flew over the mountains stopped at this moment, and there was a hint of helplessness in the tone of mechanical life:

"That part of the file uses multiple physical encryption, and I can't do anything about it."

"Then find out the information about these people first."

Merlin opened the car door and said to Flying over the mountain:

"When I come back, show me the search results."

“Merlin.”

The moment Merlin left, the sound of flying over the mountain rang in the carriage:

"Don't forget b-127!"

"Don't worry."

Merlin reached out and unbuttoned the first button of his shirt. He looked at the S.H.E.L.D. in front of him with a gloomy face. He said without looking back:

"I will do what I promise you."

—

"Bang"

Several documents were thrown on Fury's desk.

Fury, who was handling official duties on the computer, looked down at the documents, then looked up at Meilin with a cold face.

He didn't see any emotion on Merlin's face. He stretched out his hand and picked up the few documents. After a moment, Fury's expression became serious.

"Where did you know this news? A group of mechanical lives are about to invade the earth? Why didn't I get the news? And how did you collect this information about Cybertron?"

“I have a special channel of information.”

Merlin looked into Fury's eyes, as if she wanted to see through all the secrets hidden in Fury's heart, and he said:

"I can't be sure of the authenticity of this news, so I'll bring it and hand it over to you. It's up to you to judge whether sl.d. should be involved in this matter."

"Mechanical Life"

Fury did not doubt Merlin's statement, because Merlin was a wizard. As we all know, wizards had many strange ways to collect information. At least Fury knew that some wizards would use prophetic magic to judge the direction of a thing.

Maybe Merlin used those magical magic to tell the news.

He looked at the documents brought by Merlin carefully. After a moment, he put down the documents and held his chin with his hands staggered. He was thinking, while Merlin was waiting.

"Remember those secrets Kohler revealed to us?"

A minute later, Fury stood up, took out a dusty document from the information cabinet behind him, and handed it to Merlin, who said:

"Kowler told us that the Ministry of Defense has always had a special plan, which is related to mechanical life."

Fury pointed at the document, and he said:

"The name of that plan is 'Seventh District'."

“Second District 7?”

Meilin opened the file bag and there were only a few pieces of paper inside. He asked in confusion:

"Can you confirm the authenticity?"

"able."

Fury nodded and said to Merlin:

"The veteran generals of the Ministry of Defense have covered this secret very well. I used a lot of methods to find some clues. The plan is real, but we are not sure about the specific location. However, judging from the information collected so far, the Ministry of Defense should have had a brief contact with certain special mechanical lives during the Cold War."

"A year ago, the interrupted contact was revived again, and we detected special data signals several times. Through the tracking of that signal, we confirmed the existence of the seventh zone."

"You said, we actually have the ability to identify mechanical life data signals?"

Merlin's expression changed slightly. He walked to the window with the documents, as if he was looking at the blurry pictures in the light.

Where Fury had no idea, Merlin made a "pause" gesture invisibly, and immediately stopped decrypting the S.H.E.E.L.D. database.

And at the same time, the door of Fury's office was pushed open.

Agent Hill, who looked anxious, said to Fury:

"Sir, those special data signals are coming up again! They invaded our database a few minutes ago! But they were blocked by the physical encryption wall."

"Bang"

Fury slapped his palm on the table, and he said angrily:

"Those blue pools!"
Chapter completed!