Chapter 3: Delivered to the Door

"Good." Wang Bo casually pulled out a twenty-dollar bill and handed it to Sam. "It's yours. One hand for the money, the other for the goods. Fair, right?"

By the way, this bill was something Wang Bo had lifted from some passerby's pocket, since he had just arrived in this world and didn't have any local currency yet.

Sam eagerly took the twenty dollars and nodded repeatedly. "Yes, yes, very fair."

"Goodbye." Wang Bo, having gotten the glasses, rolled up the window, stepped on the gas, and drove off.

All that remained was a boy filled with envy.

Wang Bo drove back to the villa, had Friday hack into the webpage of Mr. Handsome 217, and made a simple modification: changing the owner and address of the glasses to Xiaoqing's name and address.

Thus, Wang Bo just waited for Bumblebee to show up.

The next few days were calm; nothing happened.

Until the fourth day, when Wang Bo opened his front door in the morning and found an old yellow car in his villa—a classic Chevrolet Camaro.

Of course, this classic was already outdated. It was a classic model from long ago. The current Camaro had long been redesigned, with a much cooler exterior.

Wang Bo rubbed his temples. He had originally thought Bumblebee would appear in a proper manner, like in the plot where he showed up before Sam Witwicky—trailing Sam, then quietly following him into the used car lot when Sam and his father went to buy a car.

But Wang Bo hadn't expected that once the glasses' owner was changed to him, Bumblebee would appear so simply and crudely. This was way too suspicious.

Hadn't this guy considered the plausibility of things? Or had he discovered something, knowing that Wang Bo and his group weren't ordinary?

Wang Bo thought for a moment, then turned and called out, "Xiaoqing!"

"What's up?" Xiaoqing, who was eating breakfast in the dining room, replied.

"The package you ordered has been delivered. Come sign for it." Wang Bo shouted. Xiaoqing immediately put down her fried dough stick, ran out in her slippers, and spotted the old Camaro parked at the villa entrance.

Anyone who had seen the plot knew this thing was Bumblebee.

Xiaoqing's eyes lit up at the sight of Bumblebee. She quickly ran over, opened the door, and climbed in. "You're Bumblebee, right? Transform for me, let me see."

Bumblebee seemed startled; the car shook, and the radio turned on automatically, blasting a movie line with the music: "Who are you? How do you know?"

Xiaoqing said with a grin, "Transform for me, and I'll tell you."

"I can't expose myself," Bumblebee replied.

It was daytime; he couldn't be too flashy, or it would cause panic among most humans.

Xiaoqing turned to Wang Bo, who stood at the door, and said, "Honey, Mirror Space."

Wang Bo nodded, snapped his fingers, and pulled Xiaoqing, himself, and Bumblebee into the Mirror Space.

"Now you can transform," Xiaoqing said, patting Bumblebee's steering wheel.

Bumblebee scanned the surroundings, found no one else besides Wang Bo and Xiaoqing, and then transformed, with a clattering sound, into a towering robot.

"How did you do that?"

Bumblebee still used movie lines to express his astonishment.

Xiaoqing turned to Wang Bo and said, "Honey, help him fix his voice box."

"Alright." Wang Bo nodded, flicked a finger at Bumblebee, and cast a restoration spell. Bumblebee's broken voice box was instantly repaired.

"Ah, uh, test, test..." Bumblebee touched his throat, tried to speak, and confirmed his voice box was restored. He was even more amazed.

"Who are you people? Why do you know me? And how did you do that? I can tell you're not ordinary humans, especially the energy inside you—it's unimaginably high..." He hadn't spoken in a long time, and once he started, he couldn't stop.

Xiaoqing interrupted, "Calm down, Bumblebee. I'm Xiaoqing, and this is my husband, Wang Bo."

Bumblebee's voice cut off abruptly. He nodded, forcing himself to calm down. "Nice to meet you, Xiaoqing and Wang Bo. May I ask if the glasses auctioned by Mr. Handsome 217 are in your possession?"

"You mean these?" Xiaoqing pulled out a pair of shabby glasses from her pocket.

"Yes, that's them." Bumblebee said excitedly. "I have something very important to tell you, Ms. Xiaoqing and Mr. Wang Bo. I..."

"We know. The AllSpark, right?" Xiaoqing cut in.

Bumblebee: "..."

He scratched his head and said, "How do you seem to know everything? What else do you know?"

"Decepticons, Autobots, Megatron, Optimus Prime, the AllSpark, Cybertron." Xiaoqing counted on her fingers.

"So you know it all." Bumblebee looked confused. "As far as I know, Earthlings don't know about these things."

"Yes, but we do." Xiaoqing said smugly.

"Who are you people?" Bumblebee grew more puzzled.

Xiaoqing said, "Our origins would blow your mind. But before that, I have a question for you."

"What?"

"Are you willing to become my personal Autobot, Bumblebee?" Xiaoqing raised the glasses high. "If you are, I'll give these to you."

Wang Bo couldn't help shaking his head at this. Xiaoqing's approach was still somewhat utilitarian.

If it were him, he would have built a rapport with Bumblebee first, then invited him to become a partner.

"Deal."

But to Wang Bo's surprise, after a brief hesitation, Bumblebee agreed. It seemed he was desperate for the glasses.

"Good." Xiaoqing nodded with satisfaction and handed the glasses to Bumblebee. "I can also tell you that the AllSpark you're looking for is at Hoover Dam. And Megatron is there too."

"What? Megatron and the AllSpark together?" Bumblebee clutched his head in disbelief. "This is the worst news."

"Don't worry, Bumblebee. Although Megatron is also at Hoover Dam, he's fallen into human hands and is frozen. So he hasn't gotten the AllSpark. The AllSpark is currently in human hands." Xiaoqing said slowly.

This news eased Bumblebee's anxiety a bit, but he still said, "I should inform Optimus Prime and then retrieve the AllSpark from Hoover Dam. Having the AllSpark and Megatron in the same place is too dangerous."

Xiaoqing said, "We can help you."

"Thank you." Bumblebee said gratefully.