Chapter 007: Master

In addition to the above, the Yuri base vehicle could manufacture many more things, such as aircraft carriers, supersonic stealth fighters, psychic controllers, and even exoskeleton battle armor for individual soldiers.

In a sense, these exoskeleton battle armors were no less impressive than Iron Man's suit.

Even nano-armor could be produced.

After all, many of these technologies were Cybertronian tech, surpassing Earth by who knows how many years.

To be honest, Wang Bo coveted all of these things.

After all, they were all good stuff.

But on second thought, he didn't seem to have a real need for them. They were good, but the problem was that Wang Bo didn't actually need them—he neither wanted to conquer the world nor rule it.

So no matter how good these things were, they were useless.

Thus, after the initial excitement, Wang Bo quickly calmed down.

So Wang Bo had the twenty-meter-tall Transformer revert to its Yuri base vehicle form and gave it a name… Conqueror!

After all, if anyone possessed the Conqueror and played it safe, conquering a world should be no problem.

So the name Conqueror was well-deserved.

"Conqueror, not a bad name." Wang Bo's first Transformer murmured the name a few times before decisively accepting it.

"I am the Conqueror!"

In an instant, it transformed back into a mechanical giant and proclaimed its declaration to the world.

But it was useless.

In the vast desert, apart from itself and Wang Bo, no one else heard its voice.

Fortunately, the Conqueror didn't mind.

Wang Bo initially wanted to put the Conqueror back into the fourth-dimensional pocket, since as a Cybertronian lifeform it didn't need air, but remembering that it also had a soul, he felt it would be inappropriate.

So he simply used magic to shrink the Conqueror and placed it on his shoulder like a toy.

The Conqueror looked at its shrunken body in awe and exclaimed, "What great power this is, Creator."

Although it could switch freely between base vehicle and Transformer forms, it couldn't arbitrarily enlarge or shrink its body, so it sincerely admired Wang Bo's ability.

And through this, Wang Bo discovered two very interesting things.

First, although the Conqueror was highly advanced technologically, its defense against magic and sorcery was exceptionally low. Perhaps a small spell could easily destroy it.

After all, the more high-tech and precise something is, the more likely a single broken part could cause total collapse.

Second, although the Conqueror had shrunk, its weight hadn't decreased—it still weighed over a hundred tons. For an ordinary person to move it would be a fantasy.

Fortunately, Wang Bo's strength was already far beyond normal, so lifting the Conqueror was effortless.

Then, Wang Bo took the Batmobile out of the fourth-dimensional pocket, shrunk it, and threw it into the Woodcutter's Spring. Following the same procedure, he obtained an upgraded Batmobile.

This upgraded Batmobile looked even cooler than before—a black, imposing body with smooth, captivating lines. Ferraris, Lamborghinis, Bugatti Veyrons—all were outshone.

Next, Wang Bo used the Replication Mirror to duplicate a Spark.

He found that the replicated Spark was not as powerful as the upgraded one; its power was about the same as the original.

But even so, Wang Bo was quite satisfied.

He used the replicated Spark to activate the Batmobile, turning it into his second Transformer.

In an instant, the Batmobile transformed into a Transformer seven or eight meters tall. Like the Conqueror, it knelt before Wang Bo, calling him Creator and swearing allegiance.

Wang Bo treated it equally and gave the Batmobile a name. Initially, he wanted to call it Alfred, since he envied Bruce's butler.

But on second thought, although the Batmobile had intelligence and a soul, it couldn't become his butler.

So he dropped the idea.

After much deliberation, Wang Bo decided to name the Batmobile… Blackwing!

The reason for calling it Blackwing was not only because the upgraded Batmobile was pitch black, but also because after becoming a Transformer, the Batmobile could transform into a Batwing aircraft.

Yes, the Transformer Batmobile could not only run on the ground but also fly in the sky.

Its speed reached about Mach 5.

That was an unexpected surprise.

Wang Bo put the upgraded Spark and the replicated Spark into the fourth-dimensional pocket, then shrunk Blackwing and placed it on his other shoulder.

This one also weighed over ten tons, but Wang Bo didn't mind.

Then, Wang Bo took out his third item.

The Capsule.

This was a great item—a small capsule could hold motorcycles, cars, planes, houses, and more.

Wang Bo casually threw the Capsule into the Woodcutter's Spring and obtained an upgraded Capsule. He found that aside from being slightly larger and able to hold bigger things, there wasn't much change.

But that was enough.

Then, Wang Bo used the Replication Mirror to replicate a batch of upgraded Capsules and returned to his New York mansion with them.

It was nearly noon. Wang Bo took out the Gourmet Tablecloth and enjoyed lunch. Then he thought of something: as a wealthy man, he needed a capable butler.

So he took out a state-of-the-art phone and the Woodcutter's Spring.

He threw the phone into the Woodcutter's Spring and obtained an upgraded phone.

Then, using the replicated Spark, he turned the upgraded phone into a mini Transformer.

Since he didn't have a butler like Alfred, he could only create one like J.A.R.V.I.S.

"From today on, you are my butler. Your name is Friday."

"Yes, great Creator." Friday said in a rough male voice.

"This voice is not pleasant. Change it to a young lady's voice." Wang Bo remembered that Tony Stark's Friday had a pleasant female voice.

His Friday couldn't be inferior.

"Of course, great Creator." Friday promptly switched to a pleasant female voice.

"Good." Wang Bo nodded in satisfaction. "Also, from now on, don't call me Creator. Call me… Master!"

"Yes, Master!"

This time, not only Friday but also the Batmobile Blackwing and the base vehicle Conqueror replied in unison.