In the end, Emma didn't get her way and was sent back to her second-floor room with a wave of Luke's hand.
However, Emma wasn't discouraged.
She watched Luke, pouting.
"I absolutely, definitely must have you as mine! Or I'll kill you so no one can have you..."
Once Pandora's box is opened, it can never be closed again.
Although Emma tried her best to mimic the expressions, demeanor, and behavior of ordinary people when interacting with children her age, she was fundamentally different from them.
Playing house with other kids?
No—if she was going to play, she would play big.
She hated being bound by mundane rules and restraints. She wanted to do something exciting, daring, and extreme.
Luke was a man so mysterious it drove people mad.
He was powerful.
Only a man like him was truly worthy of her desire.
Emma clutched the curtain, staring intently as Luke drove away.
After that, she turned her gaze toward Luke's house.
She clearly remembered that there were many women living there, as well as a girl about her own age.
A morbid smile appeared on Emma's face.
"It's you. I remember her name was… Yulinka?"
"I'm coming."
Emma seemed to think of something and quickly ran toward David's bedroom.
"Dad, I want to transfer to the municipal public elementary school!"
"The first step of the plan has finally begun."
At the same time, Luke leaned back in the passenger seat of the Chevrolet, letting Bumblebee drive toward the suburbs.
After seeing Bumblebee's miserable condition through the rearview mirror,
Luke frowned, placed his hand on the roof, and as magic surged, the once dilapidated Bumblebee instantly transformed into the latest model of a Chevrolet Sports Car.
This change startled Bumblebee so badly that he nearly crashed into the car in front of him. He pulled over in a panic and meticulously scanned every inch of his body.
He confirmed that he hadn't activated his transformation protocols at all.
Yet a mysterious force had forcibly taken control of his body and altered it at the material level using some kind of special energy.
"Buddy, what did you do? My chassis…"
"It's nothing. Just a bit of transformation magic."
Luke used Merlin-style magic, capable of comprehensively altering a vehicle's condition.
"Transformation magic?"
Bumblebee's CPU spun wildly.
He didn't understand it, but he was deeply shaken.
Magic had actually achieved something that normally only a transformation module could do.
However, the sensation of being forcibly controlled left him extremely uneasy.
"Brother, next time before you mess with me, could you at least give me a heads-up?"
Luke patted the steering wheel. "Don't you think this look is cooler?"
"Of course it's cool, but I can transform myself…"
In front of the mysterious Luke, Bumblebee truly lacked confidence.
If it were Sam, he could completely manipulate him.
But how could the gap between two Earthlings be greater than the difference between a human and a dog?
"Luke?"
"Oh my god, it really is you!"
A surprised gasp came from nearby. Mikaela, the campus belle of the sophomore class, broke away from her friends and ran over excitedly.
"Wow, is this your new sports car? It's so cool! Can I get in and try it out?"
Bumblebee immediately fell silent.
Luke originally wanted to refuse, but under Mikaela's flirtatious gaze, he nodded.
"Heh~ No problem."
A beautiful car paired with a beautiful woman—what was the point of a luxury car without one?
Of course, while Luke was interested in checking out a new landmark, Bumblebee was ultimately still a male Autobot.
Some things were… inconvenient.
Don't even bring up the argument that intelligent life-forms have no concept of gender.
The Transformers series wasn't without female Autobots, whose builds and appearances were much closer to those of women.
If conditions allowed in the future, he would definitely get a female Autobot to play around with.
It would also make things far more convenient.
Bumblebee still didn't speak, but a line of text popped up on the display.
Didn't you say there was a risk of death? She looks like an ordinary Earthling.
"With me here, what could possibly go wrong?" Luke raised an eyebrow.
Double standards? Those didn't exist.
Emma could only look, but Mikaela could both look and be involved.
Any normal man would know how to choose.
Pedophiles excluded.
Mikaela excitedly sat down in the passenger seat.
"Oh my god, this is the newest model of Chevrolet sports car, and this engine is packed with endless energy!"
"Listen to that roar… it's incredible!"
Mikaela's father was a mechanic—and also a car thief.
Having been influenced since childhood, Mikaela knew more about car models than most men.
She dreamed of owning a brand-new sports car like this, worth at least several million—an amount she could barely imagine.
Along the way, an excited Mikaela talked nonstop.
From cars to school, and then to her personal life, she seemed to have an endless supply of topics.
She looked nothing like the cold, unattainable campus belle in the eyes of most boys, including Sam.
Right now, she was more like a hopeless admirer.
Luke was strong, handsome, and now clearly wealthy as well.
A high-quality man like that couldn't be found even if you searched with a lantern in broad daylight.
Naturally, Mikaela wanted to take her chance.
Just as she was struggling to come up with another topic, a police car suddenly sped out from a side road and pulled up alongside Bumblebee.
Mikaela glanced over curiously, then her expression changed. "Oh my god—there's no one in the driver's seat of that car!"
"That's Barricade, a Decepticon."
Luke had already spotted the large red dot on the 3D stereoscopic view.
"Pay attention to the white words on the side of his car."
Mikaela didn't understand what Decepticons were, but she clearly remembered the markings on police cars.
Normally, the white words on the side read "To Serve and Protect," but this police car bore the words "To Punish and Enslave."
Good heavens—were the police really this blatant now, not even bothering to hide it?
While Mikaela was still distracted, Barricade suddenly accelerated, surged ahead, and began an exaggerated transformation.
"Decepticons, attack—"
Bang!!!
Barricade had only just begun transforming and shouting his slogan when a violent bolt of lightning slammed into his chest, blasting him to pieces.
Luke withdrew his hand and casually blew on his index finger. "Who's going to wait for you to finish transforming?"
[Killed anomalous target: Barricade. Gained 700 (100 + 600) Anomaly Points. Current Anomaly Points: 2500 / 2800]
Only 700 points for killing Barricade?
Luke was distinctly displeased.
That's it? Trash worth only 700 Anomaly Points, and you dare show off in front of me? Trying to invade and occupy Earth?
Who gave you the courage?!
Tch! I thought I could farm some points, but now it looks like even killing all the core Decepticon members won't yield many Anomaly Points.
I can only hope the AllSpark is more generous.
Luke thought regretfully.
Bumblebee, who had already opened the door and was about to kick them out and transform to face the enemy, slowed down slightly when he saw this.
Dude, you're making me look really dull and useless!
Shouldn't there be a proper, intense battle after transforming?
That totally counted as a sneak attack!
Mikaela, however, wasn't thinking about any of that. Her mind was replaying the scene of the police car transforming into a robot, only to be instantly blown to pieces by Luke in the middle of its villainous monologue.
"So… so hot!"
Instead of being scared, Mikaela gasped, her face flushing red.
Luke really was a treasure of a man!
If she could sleep with Luke for even one night, then even if she couldn't become his wife, it would still be a huge win!
Gotta get him. Must get him!
Her first night should be given to a man like this!
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