Chapter 142: A Lion's Share (Please Subscribe) Supplement 47

As one of the biggest winners of the Battle of Las Vegas, Sun Cheng had carved out a large slice of the cake.

Four AllSpark Fragments, Blackout's head, plus half of Jazz's body—even if these spoils were not as great as those of the United States military, they were certainly not something the Autobots or Onslaught could compare to.

However, although the haul was substantial, every single item was extremely important to him, leaving even fewer things he could bring out for trade.

Sun Cheng would never, even in death, give up a single one of the four AllSpark Fragments. This thing originated from the 【AllSpark】 after all; although it was shattered, it still contained a massive amount of information inside. Moreover, the energy within the fragments had been slowly recovering on its own recently, which was of great use to him.

Blackout's head was not worth much; what was valuable was his Memory Chip. If this thing fell into the hands of someone with ulterior motives, it was not impossible to recreate another Blackout.

He had originally considered using that chip to trade with Onslaught, because Sun Cheng knew very well that for mechanical lifeforms like them, absorbing another's memory data was a way to accumulate knowledge and combat techniques, as well as to enhance oneself. Not to mention, since the subject was Blackout, Onslaught would definitely be very interested in his Memory Chip.

It was just that Blackout's identity was too sensitive.

He was a genuine, high-ranking lieutenant of the Decepticon Legion—the right-hand man of Shockwave—and also a loyal follower of Megatron. Trading him to Onslaught would be equivalent to Sun Cheng personally handing a piece of leverage over to the other party. He would certainly not make such a mistake.

After some elimination, the only trade item Sun Cheng could bring out was the Memory Chip of the Autobot, Jazz.

Onslaught should also be interested in Jazz's remains. After all, although Jazz's combat power was not particularly strong, his status as the adjutant to the Autobot Leader, Optimus Prime, meant that the convenience brought by his identity made his body far superior to most Decepticon Warriors.

However, he was planning to use the half-body of Jazz to manufacture a New Body for himself, so he was naturally unwilling to trade it away. All that remained was his Memory Chip.

After sending a communication to Onslaught, Sun Cheng stopped his work and waited patiently for a reply.

He did not have to wait long. About ten minutes after his communication was sent, Sun Cheng felt his Core stir and knew he had received a remote transmission.

Opening it, a smile could not help but appear at the corners of his mouth.

It was indeed a reply from Onslaught, and the content was not long: "Optimus Prime's adjutant? What do you want?"

That guy Onslaught really couldn't resist the temptation of an Autobot Leader's adjutant's Memory Chip. He and Jazz had both experienced the Second Cybertronian Civil War; even if they hadn't crossed paths, they should have known each other's identities.

Therefore, he should have found it even harder to resist such a temptation.

"Wait for me, we'll talk once I get to your place!"

Remote communications were not impossible to intercept, and considering the Battle of Las Vegas had just broken out not long ago, Sun Cheng was worried about being intercepted by the Autobots. So, after confirming that Onslaught was still at that base in the Daxia, he quickly left Saguache County in the southwest of Colorado, where his own base was located, and immediately headed toward Onslaught's base.

Staying alert along the way, Sun Cheng indeed verified some of his conjectures.

High above, the United States' military satellite reconnaissance and ground radar monitoring signals were attempting to cover every corner of the country, likely still searching for those Decepticons who had been branded as 'evil' after the Battle of Las Vegas.

Although it was still impossible to determine to what extent the cooperation between the Autobots and the United States government could reach, it was now certain that the interior of the United States was unsafe. The construction of the Base No. 2 in Brazil had to be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

Carefully avoiding all risks of exposure, ten hours later, Sun Cheng landed outside Onslaught's base. After sending a transmission to the master of the base as notification, he walked quickly into the depths of the base.

After many days, seeing Onslaught again, Sun Cheng's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes held a hint of playfulness.

"Lord Onslaught, long time no see!"

Ever since he had gotten to know him, he had felt that Onslaught was a kindred spirit. He had ambition but also principles; he loved fighting but was also a cautious perfectionist. Such a person would never easily submit to anyone, even if the other party was the Leader of the Decepticon Legion, Megatron.

Therefore, during the Battle of Las Vegas, he had first held back several Autobots, but then actively pursued the 【AllSpark】, never once loyally guarding Megatron's side like Blackout.

Sun Cheng had always suspected that when this guy was entangled by Ironhide, he might have also been keeping an eye on the battle between Megatron and Optimus Prime on the other side.

Perhaps after failing to sense the signals of the 【AllSpark】 and Megatron, Onslaught realized that the victors were the Autobots, which was why he had suddenly left Ironhide without a word.

It was a pity that he must have been worried about being surrounded by the victorious Autobots at the time, which was why he didn't retreat back to the base to harvest the spoils of war on the ground. As a result, it was Sun Cheng who benefited for nothing, allowing him to eat a big piece of the cake.

Onslaught, inside the base, was sitting in the center of the hall. Several spider-shaped medical robots were crawling up and down his body, occasionally emitting electric sparks to treat the wounds on Onslaught's body.

Seeing him enter, Onslaught's eyes stared fixedly at him for a good while, and strange light flickered in his pair of electronic eyes for a moment before he finally asked unhurriedly: "The 【AllSpark】 was obtained by the Autobots?"

He didn't even ask about Megatron; clearly, he was more concerned about the 【AllSpark】 than this Leader of the Decepticon Legion.

This attitude undoubtedly deepened the suspicion in Sun Cheng's heart, though he did not show it on his face.

Shaking his head, he answered with regret: "A human stuffed it into his Spark when Lord Megatron was caught off guard. The 【AllSpark】 has already been destroyed..."

This answer made Onslaught's face twist. Just then, a Medical Decepticon crawled onto his head. Onslaught irritably pinched it in his hand, and with a slight force of his two fingers, *pop! *—the Medical Decepticon was completely silent.

"What a waste..."

Such an extravagant way of venting anger made Sun Cheng, standing to the side, twitch with envy.

Heaven knows that, lacking even a single Medical Decepticon, he had to rely on the maintenance function inherent to his Core after being injured in battle several times, consuming the energy in his Spark and waiting for it to slowly recover. How could he be like him?

Unable to watch any longer, Sun Cheng took the initiative to speak: "I took the half-body of Jazz, who was killed by Lord Megatron. I still have use for the body, but I am willing to take out the Memory Chip to make a trade with you, Lord Onslaught!"

Onslaught's face moved slightly. With a light flick of his finger, he sent the corpse of the Medical Decepticon flying far away. He looked at Sun Cheng again and took up the conversation with interest: "Speak, what do you want?"

"Twenty Workers, forty Spiders, and the manufacturing technology and equipment for the Workers and Spiders..."

He paused, seeing that Onslaught's expression was somewhat unpleasant, but he did not stop: "Besides that, I also want the manufacturing technology for your sonic gun, Lord Onslaught..."

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