Rococo found that he could no longer look directly at the big wardrobe in the room.

Every time he thought of everything he did, there might be a consciousness spying beside him, Rococo felt shuddering.

Well, this may be the sequelae caused by the time travel. I don't know if it is a Rococo illusion. She always feels that there seems to be something extra in the room she has rented for more than a year.

Looking at his room like a kennel, Rococo was speechless, only gender could be related to women.The changed clothes were scattered at the foot of the bed, the books she had read were thrown everywhere, and half a bowl of instant noodles leftover from yesterday was still piled up on the bedside table. The corners of Rococo’s mouth twitched. I suspect there is something else in this room,

Taking advantage of Sunday, Rococo rolled up his sleeves and tidied up quickly.

Sure enough, the refreshing and clean room made people feel refreshed. Rococo took out a set of clean clothes and walked towards the bathroom humming a song.

The sound of rushing water came, and in the quiet room, only the middle of the bed was suddenly sunken, and the sharp claws cut through the thick long black hair and protruded out.

The sharp claw struggled to break free from the black hair, the long hair was cut off strand by strand, and soon more long hair grew out, tightly wrapped around the sharp claw.

The sound of water in the bathroom gradually subsided, and the sound of dressing was heard. A blue-black arm tore through the big net of black hair and pulled back the sharp claw.

When Rococo came back, the bed returned to its flat appearance. Lying on the big soft bed, Rococo sighed comfortably.

The long black hair spread out from the bottom of the bed like a tide, and rolled towards the unconscious woman on the bed. A blue-gray palm stretched out from the slanted spine, and the long black hair was pushed back violently, faintly There was a short scream from a woman, Rococo opened his eyes and looked under the bed.

The floor that had just been cleaned was clean, as if it was newly laid. Rococo laughed at herself. She must have misheard that voice.

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Having had the experience of wearing a large wardrobe last time, Luo Keke felt that she could face all possible changes in the future very calmly, but this time, she felt that her worldview was broken again.

Only she can't think of, there is no thing that the malice of the universe can't do.

Last time, she was still a species on the earth, but this time, she has escaped the confines of the earth, and has become a cosmic energy body without a physical body, and has a very lofty name, called the source of fire. .

Yes, you read that right, she is the source of fire that can give life to all machines, known as the source of life for Cybertron.

Well, at first glance, she seems to have become very noble this time, but as a source of fire, her existence may be superior, but all robots only regard her as a kind of energy source, not an existence that can talk.

You can imagine that you really exist there, but everyone turns a blind eye to you. You definitely don't want to try that feeling.

When Rococo came here, the planet Cybertron was at its peak. The planet made of steel seemed to be full of vitality, and there was a crisis hidden under this prosperity.

Due to different ideas, robots are divided into two factions, the Autobots and the Decepticons. The small frictions between the two factions have gradually developed into an endless war. Countless robots have been involved in this war. Falling in the war, the originally prosperous planet Cybertron became riddled with holes. When they came back to their senses, the planet Cybertron was on the verge of destruction.

The fire source that provided them with energy and brought new life was lost in the war. When they found that no new robots were born, it was too late.

Seeing the life born by her own strength die for those boring reasons, Rococo's heart is very heavy. She has no ability to stop this war. Although she has given life to the robots, she has no way to stop them from going to perish.

When she was forced to leave the planet Cybertron, Rococo felt very complicated. It was not her wish to see the destruction of the planet with her own eyes. Maybe leaving would be a better choice.

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Luo Keke never expected that one day, she would be able to return to the earth again, although the return form was somewhat unsatisfactory.

Her spirit was attached to a worn-out spectacles, and it was piled up with a mess of debris. From those familiar items, it could be seen that she had returned to Earth.

Well, even though she has arrived on the earth, as a pair of glasses, she cannot walk or jump, so she can only be trapped in such a small room, counting the amount of dust on the ground boringly.

This kind of life is definitely not what she wants, bastard (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻.

She can give life to the mechanical body, why can't she make a new body and attach her spirit to it?

Imagination is beautiful, reality is cruel.

When she was on Planet Cybertron, the bodies of those robots were prepared and then given life by her. Now it is unprecedentedly difficult for her to create a body out of thin air.

For the first time, she made a body, which looked no bigger than a thumb. She excitedly attached her spirit to it, moved her hands and feet, and found that although the body was small and exquisite, it was quite useful, and she no longer knew about it. Rococo, who has not had a body for a long time, is very satisfied.

She couldn't wait to rush out to see the world, but after only ten minutes, her body was turned into a pile of parts by the neighbor's puppy, and her spirit returned to the glasses again.

Although the first step of exploration was broken by Wang Xingren, Luo Keke did not feel discouraged at all. As long as he succeeds once, there will be countless chances of success in the future.

Later, Rococo did countless experiments, and finally came up with a relatively perfect test product.

It is a Harley motorcycle that looks very stylish. If you ignore the pink paint that thundered that day, this is the most perfect body completed by Rococo. When the Harley motorcycle turns into a robot, it is also very beautiful. Rococo Very satisfied.

In the dead of night, when Rococo attached to the locomotive drove out of the storage room, he saw a yellow painted Chevrolet sports car parked in the courtyard.

Well, it's not uncommon for Americans to have cars, but the logo on that car gave Rococo a very bad premonition. It shouldn't be what she imagined, right?

With uneasy mood, Luo Ke could slide past the Chevrolet very, very slowly.

If someone is on the sidelines, you will find this very horrifying scene. The unmanned pink Harley motorcycle seems to have self-awareness, bypassing the cars parked in the yard and driving towards the empty street.

If there wasn't that familiar, chilling voice behind him, Rococo would be very, very happy.

"Turn your body around and let me see your face."

Listening to this strange voice, Rococo felt like Sparta. The ominous premonition finally came true. This universe is really small.

Rococo decides to play dead.

"Turn around, or don't blame me for being rude."

This time it was a deep male voice, Luo Keke had no choice but to know that he couldn't hide it.

There was a sound of clicking, and Rococo's figure skyrocketed, turning into a robot in an instant.

Turning around, looking at the robot that occupied half of the courtyard, Rococo wanted to put on a smiling expression, um, well, she overestimated the ability of this body, and a very serious expression appeared on the face made of steel. Tangled look.

"Hello, Bumblebee."

Rococo in robot form is much smaller than Bumblebee. Standing in front of him, she can only reach his shoulders, so she needs to look up to see his expression clearly.

All the life on Cybertron was endowed by her, and she naturally knew the names of each of them. This was an instinct, and she knew it easily without thinking about it.Rococo didn't know why the robots on Cybertron came back to Earth, but it didn't have much to do with her.

"you know me?"

This time it was a soft female voice, and a puzzled look appeared on Bumblebee's face. (Don't ask me why I can see confusion on Bumblebee's steel face, she can't explain it either.)

Rococo avoids this problem, she can't say it's because she is the mother of their life, right?

"Your sound tube is broken?" Otherwise, why would you intercept the sound of the movie song? .

"I've never seen you." Bumblebee cut out a suspicious voice from nowhere.

It's no wonder you've seen me, the old lady's body was only made today, Rococo was too lazy to entangle with him, showing the Autobot logo on her arm, and installing a logo is very simple for her as the source of fire.

"Don't care who I am, just know that I'm with you."

After seeing the logo on her body, Bumblebee's attitude changed suddenly. He looked at Rococo for a while with a very strange expression, and said.

"Girl, girl, are you married? Marry me, what do you think?"

Rococo:"······"

So is she now in the beloved Mary Sue mode?They just met, okay?

Rococo thought of the desolation of Cybertron. After the war, almost all female robots were extinct. She is now a completely scarce existence.

Rococo is embarrassing, not to mention that her soul belongs to a real human being, and robots are really not the type she loves.Let’s talk about her identity as the source of fire, all the robots are given life by her, her existence is like a mother to them, how can she accept him?

Facing the eager eyes of the bumblebee, Rococo was speechless.

Child, you are so naive, you are really wrong! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

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