Chapter 170 Sound Waves - I'm Sorry
Chapter 170 Sound Waves - I'm Sorry
As Alita regained full consciousness, the elite guard's line advanced even further.
Several Autobots who were previously sluggish resumed firing in response to her rhythm.
As the gap torn at the edge of the witnessing zone began to close, the shark demons rushed forward and were met head-on by the elite guard led by Alita, who had recovered from the tide.
When the vector saw Alita standing at the front, her eyes no longer clouded by chaotic emotions, it turned and ran to the other side.
The sound wave was standing beneath the half-collapsed beam.
His two mechanical tentacles extended, one physically suppressing the shark demon, and the other blocking the rumbling and confusion, while also briefly cutting off the ground device activated by the eccentric.
He barely moved, and the small area around him was kept clean and orderly.
The prosecutor took note of this.
The red search line curved towards him from above, like several thin blood-red lines, bypassing artillery fire and other aircraft, and piercing straight behind him.
Without turning around, the sound wave slightly raised an arm, calculated the angle, and blocked the first search line. The second one grazed his shoulder armor, and the third one was immediately severed by the gravitational vector before it could even touch him.
The sound wave display lit up briefly.
The vector was positioned to his side and in front, and his right arm pulse cannon fired in rapid succession, instantly repelling several shark demons that took the opportunity to pounce.
"Sound waves".
The vector-based approach was direct: "I haven't forgiven you for what happened with the emotion module."
The light patterns on the acoustic display screen briefly stopped.
The battlefield remained in chaos, with the magnetic force of the gravitational vector pulling up shattered metal plates to block incoming artillery fire from elsewhere.
She continued, "I'm still very sad."
The sound waves did not respond.
Boom! He gripped the iron hammer arm tightly, glanced at them in confusion, and then looked down to distract a shark demon that was pouncing on him, giving them a moment of space.
"I'm not going to pretend nothing's wrong."
Another shark demon charged in from the side, its sonic movements even faster than hers. It grabbed the other's head and slammed it into the ground, its display face staring fixedly at her.
"But I still hope you put it back."
The sound wave processor experienced a noticeable delay at that moment.
The external battlefield is chaotic, with new situations constantly emerging, and sound waves synchronize all data. The number of shark demons is increasing, the retrieval line trajectory calculation is underway, and the eccentric man activates the third set of control devices. A rumbling sound echoes from the right, and danger lurks behind the chaos.
The damage to the scapula was minor.
This information enters his computing system one by one, is then sorted, broken down, processed, and executed according to priority.
But beneath all the calculations lies a set of long-standing fluctuations that can never be brought to zero.
Fluctuations related to the gravitational vector.
During her first cycle after falling into a deep sleep, the sound waves set her medical monitoring signals for long-term tracking.
reasonable.
She is the key figure, the chief judge, and a special variable.
In the second cycle, he retrieved her previous voice recordings.
reasonable.
We need to analyze her past judgment patterns in order to predict the possible future direction of the judicial center.
In the third cycle, he repeated one of the segments.
unnecessary.
After the seventh repetition, he marked it as an anomaly.
He did not delete it after the ninth repetition.
Later, the war continued to push all machines forward.
The Nemesis is far from Cybertron, and the Decepticons are maneuvering between different battlefields. Megatron's orders, Starscream's rebellion, the Autobots' resistance, and the collapse of resource lines—all of these can be categorized into missions, risks, benefits, and losses.
Sound waves should be calmer.
The emotional module has been removed, and emotional responses triggered by external stimuli should be reduced.
Pain, guilt, longing, and hesitation should not be distractions.
Referenceable vector-related content has never been downgraded to normal priority.
When Rumble and Confusion mention her, his processing speed deviates slightly.
He would pay close attention to any fluctuations in the medical tower signal and connect in advance.
On some quiet nights, he would recall her past words and replay them in the room.
Initially, he categorized it as a residual habit.
Later, he categorized it as an unresolved variable.
Later, he became curious.
Why is this record still important?
Why did her judgment change his behavior?
Why does a machine that has had its emotional module removed still fluctuate when her name appears?
Curiosity led her to her, then circled back to herself.
For the first time, Soundwave realized that removing the emotional module did not mean all traces would disappear.
Some things are not installed in a single component.
Through long-term coexistence, they enter into action paths, priorities, and those choices he thought were completely rational.
He had calculated whether an apology could alleviate the pain of the vector.
At the time, he lacked a clear conclusion because he didn't know exactly what he should apologize for.
Was it to remove a module? Or was the surgery not disclosed?
To make her face a machine that still looks like a sound wave, but is missing an important part?
Why was something that should have been addressed together turned into a unilateral deletion?
He didn't understand then, but he does now.
The red search line is coming again.
He raised his hand to block the sound wave, and the beam of light bypassed his arm, burning into the interface on his shoulder. One of his mechanical tentacles pierced the prosecutor's external light screen, forcibly injecting a series of interfering data in reverse, causing the prosecutor's light screen to flicker violently.
The sound wave is directed toward the gravitational vector.
"Understanding sound waves."
His voice remained low and flat.
The vector cut through a shark demon, all you could hear was that.
"The emotion module," Soundwave said, "will be reinstalled."
With a sudden, rumbling sound, he looked up, his confused movements slowing down for a moment.
The vector finally turned past the optical mirror and asked quickly.
"When?"
"After the battle."
The sound wave paused for a moment: "Set as first priority."
The vector glanced at him, seemingly wanting to criticize him, but just as it was about to speak, it heard the sound wave say:
"This is a promise."
The vector didn't respond at the moment.
The five-faced judge had left the high place and blended into the battlefield. Beams of light swept across the area, and she and the sound waves constantly dodged or interfered with the beams.
He then said:
"sorry."
This time, he knew why he was apologizing.
Yin Xiang gripped her battle sword tightly. She didn't want to say "It's okay" or "I forgive you," so she simply nodded.
"I heard you."
The acoustic display screen is dimly lit.
"But I still feel uncomfortable," said the vector bluntly.
"The conclusion is accepted; continuous improvement will continue."
The vector couldn't help but chuckle.
"Alright, after the battle, I want to see you put it back in my possession."
"confirm."
The sound waves responded quickly.
He used his arrow to cleave the charging shark demon in two, and then stopped cursing at it.
Both Rumble and Confusion were still staring at the sound waves, their fixed gazes were all too obvious.
Soundwave simply used its mechanical tentacles to gently draw both Mini Kongs into its protective range.
"Boom!" the sound wave said.
Boom was startled: "Huh?"
"Left side."
With a rumble, he reacted and smashed a shark demon that was lunging at him with his hammer arm.
"confusion."
Confused, he ducked to avoid a recoil, and a restraint bullet grazed past where he had been standing. He caught it with his hand and threw it back into the enemy ranks.
The courtroom was near the center, and Ultra Magnus led the Knights of Justice forward. Alita had taken over the front of the witness area, and the elite guards followed her to occupy the flanks.
Megatron and the Decepticons blocked the crocodile demons that surged in from behind, while Starscream swept over from above, his missiles tracing beautiful arcs and blasting the support frames of two old turrets.
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