Chapter 687: Spaceship at the Bottom of the Lake 2

"Master, please follow me!"

On the side of Lake Titicaca near Miguo, Dash had already been waiting there in advance after learning that he would be coming.

"Mm!"

Sun Cheng did not stand on ceremony with him; his mind was currently filled with thoughts about the spaceship, so he asked directly: "How big is the spaceship? Have you measured it? What is the extent of the damage?"

"The spaceship is very large, but because it has been buried deep at the bottom of the lake for too long, although we have cleared a portion of the silt covering it, the exposed area should be less than one-third of the ship. We are temporarily unable to conduct an overall assessment of the spaceship..."

Dash had clearly done sufficient preparatory work. "As for the extent of the damage, it is also impossible to assess for the time being!"

Sun Cheng nodded and did not blame them.

The deepest part of Lake Titicaca reaches nearly three hundred meters, and the spaceship has been lying at the bottom of the lake for at least several thousand years; clearing the silt on top alone is no less than a super-large national project.

He had seen the several mountain-like piles of silt two kilometers away from the lakeshore from mid-air just now before he landed.

A conservative estimate of the lake-bottom silt dug out and piled there by the robots would be at least several hundred thousand tons.

"Take me down to see it!" Sun Cheng was already somewhat impatient.

It is true that Earth is rich in resources, but they are not inexhaustible.

Use a little and there is less, and there are too many factions competing for them.

Since the Cybertronians possess survival capabilities far exceeding those of Earthlings, why must they be obsessed with building their base on Earth?

The universe is so vast; isn't it beautiful?

Dash did not know what Sun Cheng was thinking at this moment, but he could see that he was acting somewhat impatient.

He did not waste words, made a gesture of invitation, and walked toward Lake Titicaca not far away.

The two soon dived into the lake; the originally blue lake water had become quite murky due to the robots' silt-clearing work at the bottom of the lake over the recent period.

Fortunately, Sun Cheng and the others were all Decepticons; even if they lost their vision, they could still explore the surrounding terrain and environment by emitting electromagnetic waves, though the objects 'seen' through this kind of exploration were distinctly different from those seen with eyes.

The two Decepticons swam very fast, covering a distance of over ten kilometers in a few minutes, and descended to one of the deepest parts of Lake Titicaca.

"It is here, Master!"

Dash led Sun Cheng to a bustling 'construction site' in full swing.

Sun Cheng looked over and saw hundreds of robots working methodically at the bottom of the lake.

They were robots specially modified for silt clearing, each one no less than three meters tall, with a storage pouch resembling a backpack on their backs.

These silt-clearing robots had a huge suction hole on their arms; when inserted into the silt, the immense suction could draw lake-bottom sediments, including stones up to 20 centimeters in diameter, into the storage pouch on their backs.

As for larger deposits, there were specialized robots to crush them to a degree that the silt-clearing robots could absorb.

In this way, the efficiency was much faster.

Thanks to the diligent twenty-four-hour work of these robots, when Sun Cheng and the others arrived, they could already see part of the outline of a spaceship.

The part that the silt-clearing robots had cleared first was, surprisingly, the tail of the spaceship.

Although the surface of the spaceship seemed to have a layer of something like coral reef congealed on it, it did not affect the observation of Sun Cheng and the others.

"Hiss!"

When he saw clearly the five huge circular engine exhaust ports at the tail of the spaceship, each with a diameter of over forty meters, Sun Cheng could not help but gasp, but the expression of excitement on his face grew even more intense.

"The Ark... it really is the Ark..."

Just like the mural they had seen previously in the underground mausoleum where that Pathfinder was buried, this was a huge, flat-shaped spaceship equipped with five engines at the tail.

In Frenzy's memory, as a member of the Cassette Corps, he had once witnessed with his own eyes the flagship of the Autobot Leader—Optimus Prime—the Ark.

It was a powerful, beautiful, and incredible spaceship; it was said to have been designed by the Autobots' top scientist Wheeljack and built under the leadership of the Autobots' most excellent construction engineers, Huffer and Crane.

During the First Civil War, the reason the Autobots were able to reach a ceasefire agreement with the Decepticons, besides the arrival of the Cosmic Rust which caused a large number of personnel on both sides to be infected, was another important reason: the Autobots had won a key battle against the Decepticons.

In that battle, in which Megatron did not personally participate, Optimus Prime—who had not yet succeeded as the Autobot Leader and was still just a student of Sentinel Prime—personally led more than three hundred elite Autobot warriors, piloted the Ark spaceship, and suddenly bypassed the Decepticons to launch a long-range raid on their rear.

In that decisive battle, Optimus Prime and his team used the Ark's ship cannons to destroy three of the Decepticons' military fortresses, wiping out multiple elite units under Shockwave in one fell swoop, forcing this invincible Decepticon Commander to accept a bitter defeat.

It was precisely because of this battle that Optimus Prime established his status as the future Autobot Leader.

Because they lacked sufficient countermeasures, the Decepticons had to swallow the bitter fruit and eventually reached a temporary ceasefire agreement with the Autobots, ending the First Civil War that had lasted for millions of years.

It was precisely because Megatron was stimulated by this that, after the war ended, he ordered Shockwave to personally lead the team to design and manufacture his flagship—the Nemesis, a terrifying warship that was top-tier even during the era of the Council of Ancients.

The excitement lasted for quite a while before Sun Cheng managed to suppress the agitation in his heart.

He knew that what he had said in his excitement just now was not correct; although the spaceship in front of him was very similar to Optimus Prime's flagship, the Ark, it was not the Ark.

Strictly speaking, it should be the prototype of the Ark, a medium-sized transport spaceship that was mass-produced during the era of the Council of Ancients for transporting colonists and cargo.

In Jetfire's memory, there were quite a few records about it.

It is said that when Jetfire originally left Cybertron and embarked on the path of external exploration to find ways to save Cybertron, he traveled on this type of spaceship.

"Can it transport hundreds of colonists and hundreds of thousands of tons of supplies at the same time..."

Sun Cheng stared at the spaceship in front of him with burning eyes; although it was not the super-large spaceship he most desired that could transport tens of millions of tons of supplies.

But it was enough!

If Base No. 2 mastered the method of manufacturing it, Sun Cheng had the confidence to establish an empire that belonged only to him on the second habitable planet in the Solar System—Mars—within a few years.

Thinking of this, he controlled his body and swam toward the spaceship that had been sleeping at the bottom of the lake for who knows how many years.