Transformers: Survival of Defective Products

Chapter 76 Spoils or Dividends?

After finally suppressing his groans, Yin Vector stared at the contact list for a while.

The number in her account is still there, safe and sound, which warms her heart and makes her look at the whole contact list much more pleasant.

Okay, since we're already rich, let's give them everything we're entitled to.

She clicked on the sound wave first.

For no other reason than that she felt this machine was the most suitable to deal with first. Others might make excuses, but Soundwave would most likely not; at most, she would give her a strange reply, like a report.

She brought up the transfer interface, entered the amount, and casually added a note:

[Those previous alerts and intelligence.]

Don't give me a refund.

After I sent it, they didn't reply immediately.

Vector stared at the interface for two seconds, just about to switch away, when a new message popped up on Soundwave's end.

[Received.]

[The variable has begun resource reallocation.]

She replied expressionlessly:

Couldn't you just say something like a normal person would?

There was a pause on the other end before they replied:

【Thanks.】

The vector was taken aback, stared at the two words for a long time, and then replied:

That's more like it.

The next second, the sound wave added another one:

[Recorded.]

The vector immediately closed the interface.

She hadn't said anything before!

The second one is a red spider.

Without thinking, she transferred the money first, and only typed the message after the transfer was complete.

[Repairs, documents, and everything you helped with before.]

【Don't have a relapse, return it to me.】

They replied very quickly.

[You've finally decided to express your gratitude in the most traditional way?]

The vector sneered.

Yes, they'll shower you with money. Touched?

There was a two-second silence on Red Spider's side.

[Tacky.]

[But the amount is still somewhat reasonable.]

Her lips twitched as she looked at that sentence.

Just accept it, no need to leave comments.

Red Spider replied:

I'm just a little surprised.

[You actually evolved from being "so poor it's annoying to look at" to being able to send money to other people's phones.]

Pointer vector: "..."

She replied: "If you say that again, I'll deduct your pay."

Red Spider replied instantly: 【Too late.】

The money has arrived.

Very good, this is indeed very Starscream.

The shockwave effect is even more direct.

She transferred the money, and wrote a very concise note:

[Experimental data, analysis, and the aforementioned assistance.]

The other party replied after a while.

[Confirmed.]

This transfer conforms to the resource return logic following a assisted action.

Yin Xiang raised his hand and rubbed his temple.

really.

She replied: "Even when you're collecting money, you have to describe it like a lab settlement report?"

The shockwave paused for a moment, then returned:

【Thanks.】

That made her feel a little better.

She gave a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth and replied:

That's more like it.

As for Orion, she didn't rush to transfer the money directly.

She sent a message first:

Are you busy?

The other side replied very quickly.

【fine.】

What's wrong?

She didn't beat around the bush anymore and transferred the money directly.

Orion seemed to be taken aback for a moment before replying:

[Vector.]

Isn't this too much?

She looked at that sentence, crossed her arms, and replied with self-righteous indignation:

【not much.】

Don't give me that polite excuse.

It was quiet for a while.

I'm not making a refusal.

I just felt that I wasn't helping you for that reason.

She knew, of course, that Orion wasn't after that, and that's precisely why she wanted to give it to him even more.

She typed slowly:

I'm not asking you to help me with this.

I have it now, and I remember it.

You keep it.

Orion took a little longer this time. He replied last.

【it is good. 】

A few seconds later, the next sentence popped up on the screen.

More than the amount, I'm glad you no longer have to constantly think about saving money.

Yin Xiang stared at the line of text, her movements slightly hesitant. After a long pause, she slowly replied:

Of course.

I'm rich now.

Orion seemed to laugh and replied quickly.

I can see that now.

[His tone was more confident than usual.]

As expected, Orion makes the machine more comfortable.

She turned around decisively at the ambulance.

Upon receiving it, the other party's first reaction was:

Why did you forward this to me?

Returning the vector:

What else can I do?

Thank you for helping me repair my mech before, and thank you for putting up with me.

The ambulance stopped briefly.

I acknowledge the part about repairing the machine.

[You do have some self-awareness in the second half of your sentence.]

Her lips twitched.

So, are you going to accept it or not?

[Received.] The ambulance returned quickly, [but it's not like you can just give money away randomly just because you suddenly have it.]

It's because I'm too lazy to argue with you back and forth.

Okay, that's definitely an ambulance-like phrase.

The next second, he sent another message:

[Try to avoid getting yourself into major repairs in the future.]

The vector paused for a moment, then replied:

【Understood, Physician.】

Jazz is clearly different.

As soon as she transferred the money, the other party replied:

Okay.

Now it's your turn to give me "post-war bonuses"?

The vector was happy.

【right.】

Do you have a problem with this?

The Jazz responded quickly:

No objections.

[I'm mainly just a bit impressed; your wealth is growing faster than many mechs are leveling up.]

She smiled slightly: "Keep it low-key."

You're practically writing "I'm a rich guy now" all over your faceplate, and you're still calling yourself low-key.

She laughed out loud.

You can keep it anyway.

[If I really want to buy some entertainment in the future, I might have to ask you.]

The Jazz immediately responded:

I've memorized that sentence.

Since you've put it that way, I'll assume I have some say in your consumer tastes from now on.

Pointer vector: "..."

Is it too late for me to withdraw now?

It's too late.

I've accepted both the money and the words.

Alita sent the simplest message.

After the money was transferred, only one sentence was added:

[Those previous warnings and intelligence.]

【Thanks.】

The other side responded very quickly.

I'll accept it.

There was no refusal, and no beating around the bush.

Then the next sentence followed:

But it's not about the amount; it's because it's your intention.

The vector hand hovered in the air, silent for two seconds, before finally replying:

【Um. 】

Alita didn't say anything more, only adding:

You're doing great as you are.

That's great, she's spending money today, and she seems to be getting more and more comfortable with it.

Knocked down was the last one.

She hesitated for a second before transferring the money to this guy, mainly because she always felt that this guy was unlikely to say anything reassuring.

But she couldn't refuse.

After she turned around, sure enough, the other side did not disappoint her.

【Yo.】

Who suddenly remembered me?

The vector reader rolled its eyes and replied: "It's a rich machine."

Here's some money for your help.

They sent a voice message directly from the other end, and their tone was very pleasant.

"I like this nickname. But you're doing this so suddenly, I'm starting to wonder if you're planning to bribe me to shut up."

She sneered.

If I really wanted to shut you up, this little bit of money wouldn't be enough.

Knockdown back:

That makes sense.

But since you're being so sincere, of course I'll accept it.

He paused for a moment, then slowly added:

After all, not everyone will remember to send me a share after suddenly becoming rich.

After this sentence was uttered, the vector action paused for a moment.

She looked down at the screen, and after a long while, she replied:

I said I would keep track of the expenses.

There was a few seconds of silence. Then it was knocked back:

【Know.】

[Then I'll assume you have a decent memory.]

After sending out all the signals, the vector controller finally put the terminal on the table, leaned back, and let out a long sigh of relief.

comfortable.

That feels so good!

It wasn't the exhilaration of a fight, nor the satisfaction of throwing a manager off a height; it was simply that she had finally experienced something like this herself.

With enough money, I can pay off my debts, express my gratitude, and not just keep things in my heart, but truly put them into practice.

She leaned there for a couple of seconds to catch her breath, but couldn't resist looking down at her bank account balance again.

Then the whole machine went quiet again.

...How come there are still so many?

She stared at the string of numbers, then immediately covered her face and mouth with one hand.

So many were distributed, yet there are still so many left.

She's so rich!

The vector stared quietly for two seconds, then couldn't help but twitch its shoulder armor, barely managing to suppress the strange laugh. Then it slammed its fist on the table, buried its face in its arms, and kicked its legs wildly, making the whole machine look like a trembling blue-purple ball.

Suddenly, a burst of laughter, which couldn't be contained, came from the stairwell.

She suddenly looked up.

Megatron was standing there again, looking at her, his pale blue glasses revealing nothing – I knew you'd do this.

The vector was immediately a little annoyed and angry: "Why are you peeking at me again?"

Megatron slowly walked downstairs: "I wasn't peeking, the whole house could hear what you were making."

"I don't."

"You have."

"Then you're not allowed to laugh at me."

Megatron walked over to her, glanced down at the still incredibly high balance on her terminal, and gave a low hum.

"Alright," he said, "I won't disturb your fun."