"Sir… did you say you want to dismantle this Cadillac?"
Old Jack stared at Rorschach in disbelief, convinced he must have misheard.
If he wasn't mistaken, the vehicle sitting in front of him was a Cadillac V16—an extremely rare model that had been discontinued long ago. In the eyes of many collectors, it was practically a treasure.
And this young man wanted to tear it apart?
Was he insane?
"Yes," Rorschach replied calmly. "Dismantle it."
His tone left no room for argument.
"Take it apart completely. After that, you can put it back together again," he added while looking directly at the mechanic. "You're supposed to be the best craftsman here, Old Jack. That shouldn't be a problem, right?"
Old Jack swallowed.
"Well… it's not that I can't do it," he said cautiously. "But sir, why would you dismantle it? Is there something wrong with the car? Let me check it first. There's really no need to take it apart."
"Don't worry about the reason," Rorschach replied impatiently. "I asked you to dismantle it, so dismantle it. I'll pay whatever it costs."
"This isn't about the money…"
Old Jack hesitated.
In fact, suspicion had already begun creeping into his mind.
Could it be that this Cadillac was stolen?
Maybe the man planned to break it into pieces and quietly transport the parts away.
If that were the case, it would be serious trouble.
"Ryan…" Old Jack turned to look at the shop owner.
Ryan had also been silently observing the situation, and his expression looked just as uneasy.
The request was simply too strange.
After thinking for a moment, Ryan decided he didn't want to get involved in something suspicious.
"Sorry, sir," he said politely to Rorschach. "Perhaps you should try another repair shop."
Rorschach raised an eyebrow.
"You're telling me you want me to leave?"
"No, no, no," Ryan said quickly, waving his hands. "That's not what I mean. I just think—"
Rorschach cut him off.
Without another word, he turned around and walked toward the Cadillac.
Then he bent down.
He wrapped both arms around the car.
And lifted it.
Boom. Boom. Boom.
The heavy vehicle rose off the ground as easily as if it weighed nothing.
Carrying the Cadillac in his arms, Rorschach walked forward step by step toward the repair shop.
Then he casually dropped it onto the ground in front of Ryan and Old Jack.
The impact shook the floor.
"My God…"
"What… what did we just see?"
Ryan, Old Jack, and the other workers in the shop all looked like they had seen a ghost.
Their bodies trembled uncontrollably.
Picking up an entire car with bare hands?
Was this man even human?
"I'm in a hurry," Rorschach said calmly, clapping his hands together. "Get to work."
"Y-Yes, sir," Old Jack stammered nervously. "I'll start immediately."
Terrified out of his mind, he no longer dared to argue.
He quickly grabbed his tools and prepared to begin dismantling the car.
But at that exact moment—
Click.
Click.
The Cadillac suddenly moved.
The metal frame began shifting on its own.
Panels separated.
Mechanical parts slid apart and rotated.
Every component started disassembling and rearranging at an incredible speed.
The sound of grinding metal filled the air.
Clack. Clack. Clack.
Modules folded and locked into place with mechanical precision.
Within seconds, the car completely disappeared.
In its place stood a massive robot nearly six meters tall.
"Little insect," the machine said coldly while looking down at Rorschach. "Why are you so eager to die?"
Rorschach blinked.
"Oh my god… Transformers?"
He truly hadn't expected this.
Not in this world.
And definitely not in this era.
So the system's "special energy source" hadn't been something hidden inside the car.
The energy source was the car.
No wonder he had found nothing during all those inspections.
"Little insect," the robot growled again, its voice filled with rage. "I'm going to crush you into paste."
Panic exploded around them.
"Monster!"
"Aliens!"
"Jesus Christ!"
Old Jack, Ryan, and the other workers stared at the towering robot with wide eyes, shouting in terror.
"What a bunch of noisy insects," the robot said impatiently.
It swung one enormous arm toward them.
The motion was casual, like someone swatting a fly.
Clearly, the robot didn't even consider them worth its attention.
Rorschach frowned slightly.
Judging by the temperament alone, he could already guess what faction this robot belonged to.
Most likely a Decepticon.
Autobots usually weren't this aggressive.
Old Jack and the others inhaled sharply as the giant metal arm came crashing toward them.
Their faces turned pale.
They didn't even run.
Extreme fear had frozen them completely.
They were simply too terrified to move.
Whoosh.
Suddenly, their vision blurred.
Rorschach vanished from his original position.
In the next instant, he appeared in front of them like a phantom.
He raised one hand.
And caught the robot's fist.
Bang.
A dull metallic impact echoed through the air.
The massive mechanical arm stopped completely.
It was as if someone had pressed a pause button.
The giant fist couldn't move forward even a centimeter.
The entire scene fell silent.
Old Jack and the others stared at what was happening, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
They simply couldn't believe their eyes.
The robot was nearly six meters tall.
Rorschach was barely over one meter eighty.
The robot's fist alone was larger than his entire head.
The visual contrast between them was enormous.
Yet somehow—
The young man had stopped the robot with one hand.
"Why are you still standing there?" Rorschach said calmly without turning his head. "Waiting for a holiday or something?"
His voice snapped them out of their shock.
Old Jack and the others finally regained their senses.
They immediately turned and ran as fast as they could.
"This is impossible!" the robot roared in disbelief. "Humans cannot possess such strength!"
Rorschach smirked.
"Isn't it a little late to be surprised now?"
He bent his knees slightly.
Then he kicked off the ground.
Boom!
His body shot upward like a cannonball.
In the blink of an eye, he reached the robot's head.
His fist swung forward.
Bang!
The punch landed directly on the robot's face.
The impact was explosive.
The massive machine staggered backward like it had been struck by a falling meteor.
Its enormous body lost balance instantly.
Boom!
The robot crashed heavily onto the ground.
The entire street shook violently, as if a small earthquake had struck.
Not far away, Old Jack and the others stopped running for a moment.
They turned around just in time to witness the scene.
All of them swallowed hard.
Their minds had gone completely blank.
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