Chapter 335: New Life (End)

Could it be that this guy Brawl actually fell into the trap he set so easily?!

Sun Cheng looked down at the now-immobile Brawl with a ferocious expression, the killing intent in his eyes undisguised and fully apparent within those deep blue optics.

Yes, this was a setup.

A trap he had personally laid for this idiot Brawl, whose head was filled with nothing but metal!

But what surprised Sun Cheng somewhat was that this guy had actually taken the bait so easily.

That was why he had just made that remark, "You disappoint me, Brawl..."

Sun Cheng's New Body was already complete; in other words, he could perform the New Body replacement whenever he wanted.

But even with enough Decepticon Workers under his command to perform the New Body replacement surgery for him, there were still risks in completing the replacement.

And this danger did not refer to the incompetence of the Workers, but to human treachery!

That's right, Sun Cheng's paranoia had worsened again; in this world where he could only rely on himself, his isolation left him feeling even less secure than he had in the real world.

He was not only worried that Brawl would stir up trouble while he was replacing his body, but Sun Cheng was also quite wary of the Decepticon Workers he had obtained from Onslaught.

Therefore, he had to set a safety lock for himself before replacing his body.

Unfortunately, regardless of whether Brawl had thoughts of defecting or not, because his very existence was a threat, he was done for!

Dense footsteps came from all directions; because his head was being held and lifted by Sun Cheng, Brawl could clearly see the entire situation nearby.

In the direction of the entrance not far away, it was packed with heads; just looking at the scale, he concluded there were at least fifty or sixty Combat Robots, not to mention the endless stream of Base guards rushing in from the depths of the corridor.

Brawl knew he might be about to die.

Not to mention that he couldn't beat Sun Cheng, these Combat Robots alone were enough to give him a hard time.

Although Brawl had never looked at these Combat Robots with any respect, he had dealt with these weapons after all; he knew clearly that as long as the number exceeded thirty or fifty surrounding him, it would be difficult for him to handle them, and if the number doubled, he would definitely be finished.

He didn't know exactly how many Combat Robots Sun Cheng had, he only knew that when he was just captured a month ago, there weren't many, but in the last half-month, he could see brand-new robots with different serial numbers in the Base almost every day.

This was another reason why he hadn't dared to risk escaping after being captured; Brawl had always been afraid that what he saw was not the full extent of Sun Cheng's strength.

But now, he no longer had the chance to regret it.

"Bang!"

Sun Cheng viciously pressed Brawl's head heavily onto the ground, emitting a loud thud.

Since the stage was already set, it was time for his performance.

His face appearing incomparably ferocious due to anger, Sun Cheng slowly straightened his back and stood quietly beside Brawl for two or three seconds, as if trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

Soon, he kicked out violently, striking Brawl's shoulder.

Because he used his full strength, even though his frame was a size smaller than Brawl's, the massive force still sent Brawl—who was unable to move because Sun Cheng had activated the control measures he left in his Core—flying, even knocking over several Combat Robots before finally colliding with the wall on one side of the corridor.

"... Since when has the Decepticon Legion fallen to such a state... Is there nothing left in Starscream's head but metal... Creating inferior goods like you, are you preparing to be sent to the battlefield as Cannon Fodder..."

"... If it weren't for the fact that I have no available troops on hand for the moment... Brawl, if a Low-level Warrior like you dares to offend me, I will make you die very painfully..."

Irritably pushing aside a Decepticon Worker that had been alerted and rushed over, Sun Cheng walked in front of Brawl again, raining kick after kick crazily upon him.

While kicking, he didn't forget to curse angrily.

"I... Frenzy... a noble Decepticon Warrior who experienced the first Cybertronian Civil War... So what if I died in the last war and was backstabbed when Soundwave resurrected me... I am still a noble existence that trash like you cannot provoke..."

"Do you think I'm really afraid of Starscream... Hmph, his current situation is even more difficult than mine... Commander Megatron and Blackout both died on Earth, yet he awakened Megatron's teacher—The Fallen; his days on the Moon won't be any better than mine..."

Amidst the insults, lies kept pouring from Sun Cheng's mouth, not only startling the aggrieved Brawl but also causing the eyes of Atlas and the others, who had arrived at some point, to flicker.

These lies were naturally not all true, but they weren't all false either, especially since the names of big shots with fierce reputations within the Decepticon Legion—'Soundwave', 'Starscream', 'Megatron'—were repeatedly mentioned during the insults, causing Brawl and Atlas and the others, who knew nothing of his background, to involuntarily overthink.

Mechanical Life indeed had no shortage of cunning villains, such as the likes of Soundwave, Starscream, Onslaught, Shockwave, Megatron, and The Fallen, but compared to carbon-based lifeforms like humans, whose nature is inherently evil, the vast majority of Mechanical Life were simply not worth mentioning.

Sun Cheng's background had always been a mystery; neither Brawl nor the Decepticon Workers under Onslaught had been in contact with him for very long, with the longest being only a little over half a year.

Yet in the short time everyone had been in contact, the intellect, methods, and wisdom he displayed all revealed that he could absolutely not be an ordinary Low-level Decepticon Warrior.

Therefore, when Sun Cheng half-truthfully used his insults to subtly expose a background he had carefully designed for himself—a Decepticon Warrior who had experienced at least two Cybertronian Civil Wars, died in the second, and was resurrected by Soundwave.

For a moment, not only did the Decepticon Workers like Atlas believe it, but even the skeptical Brawl felt most of his anger and grievance turn into terror.

He truly realized that he might have fallen into the hands of a formidable big shot.

That was enough!

Sun Cheng, who had been keeping a distracted eye on his surroundings, sneered inwardly; he didn't need everyone to believe his story, but as long as it made them waver in the short term, that was enough.

Within the strictly hierarchical Decepticon Legion, a Decepticon Warrior who might have been born millions of years ago was absolutely worthy of the status of a big shot, because the true big shots of the Decepticon Legion like Soundwave, Starscream, Shockwave, and even Megatron were all like that.

And he, right now, indeed needed such an identity to intimidate those Decepticon Workers who were about to replace his New Body, so that these Workers who had once followed Onslaught would not dare to harbor other thoughts.

As for Brawl!

With a thought, a strangely shaped Triangular Blade immediately appeared in Sun Cheng's hand.

Then, with a wave of his hand, this sharp weapon he had snatched from the Autobot Warrior—Sideswipe—pierced through the body armor on Brawl like a knife through tofu, perfectly avoiding his Spark, and cut Brawl's body in two from the lower abdomen!

"Hiss..."

Brawl only had time to gasp, and the information fed back by his Core told him clearly that he had now completely lost the ability to move.

"This is a little lesson for you..."

Sun Cheng looked down at him indifferently, his eyes exceptionally cold, "Vile vermin, didn't you want to contact Starscream? Fine, I will give you that chance very soon..."

"But before that..."

He slowly raised his hand, his cold gaze falling on Atlas, scaring the Decepticon Worker who had been serving him diligently all this time into bowing his head, not daring to meet his eyes at all.

"... Atlas, go make the arrangements... Finally, I can get rid of this weak and pathetic body..."