Chapter 002: Winning the Bid

So the AllSpark of this world was utterly useless to Wang Bo.

Wang Bo couldn't care less about that thing.

"You should search online for any news of other travelers, Friday," Wang Bo said. "That's the real priority."

"Yes, master." Friday nodded, readily agreed, connected to the network, and began investigating events worldwide.

It must be said that in the modern world, many confidential materials are stored on networks or computers, and Wang Bo's Transformer had a unique advantage in this regard.

Online, few secrets could escape Friday's eyes.

Of course, investigating these matters took time, and time was something Wang Bo had in abundance.

While Friday searched the web, Wang Bo brought Xiao Bai and Xiao Qing out of the Time Villa and had Blackwing hack into the immigration bureau to create legal identities for them.

Wang Bo then explained to Xiao Bai and Xiao Qing why he had left Middle-earth and also told them what kind of world this was.

But to Wang Bo's surprise, when Xiao Qing heard that this world was the world of Transformers, she exclaimed excitedly, "I want to keep an Optimus Prime. Honey, do you think that's possible?"

"I think... no," Wang Bo said with a wry smile.

If Xiao Qing just wanted any Transformer, Wang Bo could give her one anytime.

With the AllSpark in hand, he could create as many Transformers as he wanted.

But when it came to Optimus Prime, Wang Bo truly didn't have that ability. Moreover, Optimus Prime, as the leader of the Autobots, could never become Xiao Qing's subordinate.

After all, there were countless Transformers in this world, but only one Optimus Prime.

Even Wang Bo couldn't create a second Optimus Prime.

Although Wang Bo could use the Duplication Mirror to duplicate an Optimus Prime, the duplicate would not be the real Optimus Prime but a completely different Autobot.

Wang Bo remembered that in the Doraemon storyline, Nobita Nobi had once accidentally duplicated himself.

The duplicate Nobita was completely different from the real one—not only irritable but also treacherous; the only thing they shared was that the duplicate was still a total weakling.

Thus, although the Duplication Mirror could replicate living beings, the replicated being had the opposite personality of the original.

So even if Wang Bo used the Duplication Mirror to create an Optimus Prime, the duplicate would not be the real Optimus Prime but a violent, murderous one.

Would such an Optimus Prime truly be Optimus Prime?

Wang Bo doubted it.

Therefore, Wang Bo really had no way to get Xiao Qing an Optimus Prime.

"If you really like it, how about I get you a Transformer similar to Optimus Prime?" Wang Bo could find a car of the same model as Optimus Prime and use the AllSpark to turn it into a Transformer.

Though the inside would be different, the appearance would be very similar.

"Forget it," Xiao Qing shook her head. She liked the real Optimus Prime, not a fake. "Since Optimus Prime is out, what about Bumblebee?"

"That's not... wait, that might actually work." At first, Wang Bo was about to refuse, but he quickly realized that, based on the plot, keeping a Bumblebee might not be a problem.

After all, Bumblebee was very friendly toward humans.

Back then, Bumblebee had secretly protected Sam Witwicky for the glasses, and after they went through hardships together, Bumblebee wanted to stay by Sam's side.

If he replicated the process of Sam and Bumblebee's relationship, forging an unbreakable bond with Bumblebee, it wouldn't be hard to keep Bumblebee with Xiao Qing.

"Friday, win that pair of glasses for me," Wang Bo immediately gave the order.

"Yes, master." Friday paused the network search and immediately won the bid for the glasses. "The bid has been placed, master."

"Good. Ask Sam when he can deliver."

"No response from the other party."

"Call him." To avoid any complications, Wang Bo decided to get the glasses that contained the location of the AllSpark as soon as possible.

"Yes, master." Friday immediately dialed Sam's number.

"Hello." A young, slightly immature voice with a hint of impatience came through the phone.

Friday said, "Mr. LadiesMan217, I saw the glasses you auctioned online and would like to buy them. May I ask if you have already sold them?"

"No, no." Sam Witwicky's voice immediately became more enthusiastic when he heard the caller was interested in the glasses.

"Good. Would you be willing to sell the glasses to me?"

"Of course, but how much are you willing to pay?"

"What is your expected price?"

"Ten—no, twenty dollars. These glasses belonged to my great-grandfather..."

"Deal!" Seeing that the rambling boy seemed about to launch into another history lesson about the glasses, Friday immediately interrupted him.

Sam Witwicky: "...Twenty dollars? Are you sure you want to go through with it?"

To be honest, Sam had only meant to name a high price to haggle, never expecting the other party to agree outright, which caught him off guard.

"Yes, I'm sure. If possible, I'd like to complete the transaction as soon as possible. Are you free now?" Friday urged.

"Yes, yes, I'm free now." To get his hands on the twenty dollars, Sam decided he would make time even if he wasn't free, and he actually was free.

"Shall we agree on a place to meet?"

"Of course."

After they agreed on a location, Wang Bo took Xiao Bai and Xiao Qing, drove the Nightwing, and headed to the meeting point.

When Wang Bo arrived, he saw a high-school-aged boy carrying a backpack, standing at the park entrance looking around, as if waiting for someone.

The reason the other party arrived earlier than Wang Bo was probably because his home was nearby.

Wang Bo pulled up and rolled down the window. "Mr. LadiesMan217, right?"

The boy looked at Wang Bo in surprise. "You're the buyer?"

"That's me."

"But the person who called me was a woman."

"That was my housekeeper," Wang Bo said casually. "Did you bring the glasses?"

The boy, Sam Witwicky, nodded repeatedly, took a glasses case from his backpack, and handed it to Wang Bo. Wang Bo took it, opened the case, glanced at it—it was indeed the glasses.