Ding!
[Congratulations to the host for establishing the first base. You are awarded Protoform Pod technology and one chance to draw from the Ten Supreme Artifacts pool.]
Ding!
[Congratulations to the host for taking the first step in building Cybertron. Cybertron Overlord System tech tree unlocked. One tech-tree-specific draw awarded.]
Ding!
[Congratulations to the host for achieving widespread renown across all of Midgard. You are awarded one universal draw opportunity!]
A rapid series of notifications echoed in Martin's mind. Staring at the glowing interface shimmering behind his eyes, his face lit up with barely contained excitement.
"As expected! Building a base really is a turning point. Forget everything else, just the Protoform Pod alone can birth Transformers in a continuous, canon-compliant stream. The future value of this... it's immeasurable!"
Taking a deep breath to settle the thrill surging inside him, Martin's expression shifted to one of solemn determination. He quickly strode into what used to be the royal palace of Wakanda, and… began washing his hands with great care.
Because when it comes to gacha? It's all about luck. And today, he was going to treat it like sacred ritual. One bad roll, and it's all gone.
Then he turned back to the screen, watching the endless stream of silhouettes flash by. At first, it felt normal. But the longer he looked, the redder his eyes grew.
"Too many treasures... I want them all!"
Martin's eyes gleamed like twin burning coals, his breathing growing ragged.
He saw the Star Saber, the Vector Sigma, Predaking, and, just for a fleeting second, he glimpsed… the Thirteen Primes!
The Thirteen Primes!
Even without digging into lore, anyone with half a neural circuit knew what those names meant: each of the Thirteen was a universe-tier powerhouse at minimum.
"If I could pull just one of them as a master and mentor… I'd have full dominance over an entire universe. Anyone dares step out of line? Vaporized."
Martin's eyes sparkled like twin galaxies. Then his face shifted to solemnity once more. In a deep voice, he declared:
"Begin the Artifact Draw. Let's start with the Ten Supreme Artifacts."
That's right, no holding back. He wasn't going to save the best for last. He'd gamble big from the start.
"I need to pull at least one artifact… preferably the invincible Star Saber!"
He slammed the draw button and silently prayed.
The fast-spinning images began to slow down, one by one, until the pointer finally stopped, on a curious-looking artifact shaped like a radiant chamber.
"…Is that the Matrix of Leadership?!"
Martin's whole body trembled. He leaned in, eyes wide.
Ding!
[Congratulations. Host has obtained limited-time access: [Matrix of Leadership – 10 Minutes Use Only]."
A pang of disappointment hit him, but he quickly pulled himself together. Ten minutes might not sound like much, but at a pivotal moment? It could flip an entire war on its head.
The Matrix of Leadership, rumored to be a conduit of the Supreme God, Primus. It wasn't just the ultimate symbol of authority among Cybertronians, it was also one of the rarest and highest-tier Sparks in existence.
Embedding the Matrix into a Transformer's Spark Core would trigger a cataclysmic leap in lifeform tier, amplifying every attribute across the board. And from that moment on, the bearer was naturally recognized as a ruler. An emperor's seal. A queen's crown.
Whoever holds the Matrix… rules.
"If only it were a permanent Matrix… but still, ten minutes isn't nothing."
Martin licked his lips, watching as the images dimmed and vanished one by one. It felt like a dagger to the heart.
"Activate the Cybertron Tech Tree Draw," he ordered.
The Cybertron Tech Tree contains impossibly advanced technology, where physical laws bent like rubber and logic bowed before the supremacy of science.
Now that the Tech Tree zone was unlocked, the randomness was less chaotic. He had a higher chance of scoring something truly game-changing.
"Draw!"
Images spun again, faster than the eye could follow, until they stopped on a massive piece of machinery.
Ding!
[Congratulations. Host has drawn: Ground Bridge Technology—capable of instantaneous planetary-scale troop deployment!]
The Ground Bridge!
Pure, unadulterated black-ops tech!
Once constructed, a Ground Bridge could instantly relocate entire armies across a planet. Set a destination, send the troops in, and just like that, they're there.
Strategically, this was a godsend. It resembled Kamar-Taj's portal magic, but with distinct advantages.
Unlike the sorcerers, who had to visualize every destination and physically open a sling ring portal, the Ground Bridge just needed preloaded coordinates and basic system parameters.
Everything could be done computationally. No mystical training. No mental image. No need to draw spark-infused circles in the air.
"This tech alone ensures no one on Earth can pin me down. No more limits."
Martin grinned wide. And this was just the start, once he unlocked the Space Bridge, he'd have instantaneous access to anywhere in the universe. No border could stop his armies.
Now, he turned to the final option: the Universal Draw.
He thought for a moment. Then said, "Initiate universal draw."
The imagery blazed again. This was the most unpredictable draw of all, an eclectic mix of sacred relics, high-tech inventions, rare Cybertronians, and even unique architectural structures.
It was a treasure trove of cosmic randomness.
The wheel finally stopped on a suit of gleaming battle armor, radiating a presence like a living sun.
Ding!
[Congratulations. Host's luck is through the roof! You've drawn one of the Ten Supreme Artifacts: Apex Armor!"
Martin froze. Then, ecstatic disbelief.
Apex Armor, one of the Ten Supreme Artifacts.
His hands clenched into fists as he stared at the prize. Today… was a very, very good day.
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