“Look at what we’ve found,” Optimus Prime said in his mechanical voice. “Looks like we have two spies sent over by Novel hiding here, eavesdropping on our battle plan.”
“Xia!” Ultraman said. Optimus Prime looked at Brother Jue and Xiao Tan and said in a serious tone, “Gentlemen, are you going to come out on your own, or would you want us to do it?”
“Erm… So, we just jump through… that place?” Feng Bujue said as he pointed at the gap Optimus Prime peeled back.
Optimus Prime turned to look at Ultraman and said, “These two fellas sound quite out of it.”
Ultraman said, “Xia!”
It was unknown how Optimus Prime understood this strange language. Perhaps it was some kind of high-tech translation technology he was installed with.
“Come out quick. Stop wasting time.” Optimus Prime warned them as the opening closed. Feng Bujue and Xiao Tan looked at each other. Two seconds later, it was Xiao Tan who said, “Don’t you think they’re a bit strange?”
“Of course they’re strange. Ultraman is usually portrayed to be about fifty meters tall and Optimus Prime to be about nine meters,” Feng Bujue explained. “But these two have heads of the same size, and from the angle they looked down and the proportion, these two appear to be only four meters tall.” As he spoke, he kicked and leaped into the air. From the sound of the gap being opened and closed, the ceiling felt light, and it could be lifted off easily. Brother Jue tried to push it open and succeeded. In fact, he went overboard, and the whole ceiling practically disconnected from the walls and dropped at some place beyond the room that they were in.
Above them was a dark sky that looked far away. First, they saw a white light that shot in from the side of the room. The source was unknown. It was probably some giant searchlight.
“Wow… This is impressive,” Xiao Tan said. He couldn’t help but gasp as he saw Brother Jue break open the ceiling with one strike.
Feng Bujue landed firmly and replied, “No, that’s not me. The roof is just lighter than we thought. In fact, it feels like it’s made out of a very large cardboard.” He paused. “In any case, let’s get out and see what’s going on first.” The 3-meter wall was nothing for them, and they leaped over it easily. When they left the room, they understood everything.
The place that they were trapped in was not a room but a shoebox. It was indeed made from cardboard, and it had a logo and words printed on the outside. The ’roof’ that was lifted off was the shoe box cover, and it was lying not far away from them. The white light was not some giant searchlight but a regular table lamp.
They looked around. The objects in their surroundings were incredibly large. A rack the size of skyscrapers, tea cups the size of a telephone booth, and a pen the size of an electric pole sitting inside a can that was taller than a man.
“Have we been shrunk?” Xiao Tan asked as he quickly realized what could have happened. He was quite confused.
“Hmm… No wonder Jack (Ultraman) and Brother Prime are of the same size and only twice our size,” Feng Bujue said. The two were just toys. At that moment, other than Ultraman and Optimus Prime, there were a bunch of other toys outside the shoe box, but they were not as big as Brother Prime and Jack. They were of the same size as the players.
“I haven’t seen this kind of product before,” a dinosaur slightly shorter than Optimus Prime said. “Are you guys some kind of highly realistic human models?” It leaned its big nose forward like it was trying to sniff the scent of Feng Bujue and Xiao Tan.
“They might be new products,” the doll of Pleasant Goat added. “Even the omakes dressed provocatively from Novel don’t look as exquisite as these two. They seem to be of high production value.”
“For some reason, I suddenly have the urge to join the camp of Novel,” Feng Bujue whispered. Xiao Tan, however, was more honest. He turned to the toys and said, “Erm… actually, we are the members of a society called Classic.”
“What?” Optimus Prime replied. “That’s strange. As the leader of Classic, how come I haven’t heard of that before?”
Ultraman groaned and said, “Sawake!”
“Indeed,” a train with a cartoon face murmured to express his agreement. It seemed like everyone else could understand Ultraman. Feng Bujue did not try to decipher what Ultraman said. Instead, he explained further. “You have to believe us, Brother Prime. We’re here to help you guys win this war.” Feng Bujue got into the role easily. With a serious face, he firmly said, “There are two other evil toys that came from the same factory as us. They have joined the Novel camp. They are incredibly powerful and could cause destructive damage to your party. You will need our help.”
A frowning frog jumped in panic. “Oh my god! Optimus Prime, what should we do?” The toys were frantic.
“Calm down,” Optimus Prime said. He remained calm, and he used his firm voice to keep the situation under control. He then turned to Brother Jue and Xiao Tan and said, “How can I know you guys are telling the truth? Perhaps you are simply two spies who came up with this lie and are trying to trick us because you have been exposed.”
Feng Bujue replied seriously, “Don’t worry. We will work hard to win your trust! The thing that I hate in this world the most are those omakes. I will await your order, Brother Prime, and I will immediately jump on them!”
“Hey, who would give an order like that!” Xiao Tan mocked Feng Bujue.
“Win my trust, you say…” Optimus Prime was still as collected as ever. “Ever since the night of Thanksgiving when the Toy General and his team were betrayed by the Barbies, no one has dared to talk about trust with me for almost half a year already.” He paused for a few seconds and continued, “Regardless of the situation, your sudden appearance is extremely suspicious.”
A giraffe doll piped up and said, “Hey! How about we use these two spies to exchange hostages with Novel! Tigger has been captured for a week already.”
“But…” Optimus Prime said with a dark expression. He took two steps forward and looked down on the two players. “I don’t mind giving them a chance.” Then he turned around to shout. “Mario!”
A plastic Mario bounced out from the crowd of toys and yelled, “Yes, sir!”
“Assign them to the Nintendo assault team,” Optimus Prime said. “They will be at the front of the assault team for the plan tonight.”
“Yes, sir!” Mario replied firmly without hesitation.
Optimus Prime looked gravely at Feng Bujue. “You wish to prove yourself? I shall be waiting to see how you’d do that.”
