On the flat ground on the surface, a piece of land suddenly sank to one side, and a blue vehicle parked in the distance spontaneously drove up and slowly drove into the underground laboratory.

Everything started with this car.

When the smoke and dust dispersed, Donnie looked at the blue-hued vehicle in a daze, stretched out his hand, and patted it gently.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but as always, the cold touch gives him a warm feeling.

A warmth that overflows from the cold.

When he was in trouble, it was this car that sheltered him, and when he was weak, it was this car that carried him, dodged one crisis after another, and killed one enemy after another.

This car, from an ordinary small truck, was upgraded by Downey step by step, and finally became what it is now, a large truck with a bucket.

The shape is sleek, the front of the car is tall, and when viewed from the front, there are several lightning rod-like spikes sticking out of the door on both sides, pointing straight to the sky.

"Once, I was ambitious to give you life, but I was limited by my ability, and I hesitated again and again......"

Donnie pulled the open door and jumped up, as smoothly as he had often done before, a movement he had already honed, an action carved into his bones.

With his hands on the steering wheel and feeling the touch, Donnie inevitably had nostalgic thoughts.

This car once carried the burden of their family's life, but in the end, only the two of them remained.

"Soon, Optimus Prime, soon I will be able to give you real life, I am now a demigod and have insight into the secrets of the soul, I will give you real life, not as before, lifeless." Downey muttered to himself.

With the growth of Donnie's strength, ordinary Transformers have gradually been unable to keep up with the changes of the times, and those terrible Transformers who are strong to ordinary humans are simply vulnerable when facing enemies such as Dormammu and Mephisto.

And most importantly, even if he created a self-aware Optimus Prime, what would he do if he was destroyed by a powerful enemy?

Using Time Stones?

A precious period of peace is used to safely build the organic life form of Cybertron, and to safely shape the prototype of the backbone of the future planet Cybertron.

Now, it's time.

Donnie patted the steering wheel again, his thoughts drifting away and slowly retracting, the focus of his eyes condensed little by little, with caution and deep anticipation.

"CNA, the gene chain of the Transformers, records the genetic code of all Cybertron's lives, and is destined to have a super affinity with metal."

Donnie's face was very solemn, he got out of the car, came to the front of the car, faced the silent Optimus Prime, and slowly closed his eyes.

In my mind, a flame is burning, with warmth. The beginning of life is the source of this fire, the source of the soul, and it must also start from the source of the fire.

In the original book, the spark source can not only give new life to individual transformers, but also the core energy source of the entire planet Cybertron.

The source of life, the repository of knowledge.

"I have risen from the source of the fire, and my fame has spread throughout the universe, and I owe it to you, and I deserve to be repaid to you......," Donnie whispered, believing that the icy Optimus Prime could hear it.

In an instant, countless knowledge and memories began to circulate around the Tinder Source, and everything that Downey came into contact with was pulled from his brain, and then dissected and studied with the help of the Tinder Source's ability.

The genetic mysteries and soul mysteries from various creatures, under the accumulation of many years, are all once and for all to be summarized by Downey.

From the account of Kama Taj, it was thoroughly eaten by Downey, who carefully analyzed the composition of each concept particle of the soul.

Donnie feels the past, how he feels when he activates each machine, which in itself is an active control over the fixed dead.

The source of the fire became incomparably active, as bright and dazzling as the sun, as if in the ancient and primitive darkness, the first torch of the fire of civilization was lit, and it was held high by people, symbolizing hope.

Donnie is the one who lifts the torch and passes it on to more people.

Each activation is equivalent to a differentiation of the source of the fire, which is nothing more than a very subtle and insignificant differentiation.

The fire, the source of all change, was gently stroked by Donnie, and then plucked.

The source of the fire, the treasure of life, which has the ability to create, was carefully picked out by Donnie, and every drop of spark was pinched by Donnie, and in the endless darkness, countless sparks gathered together.

In the end, it became a spark of fire.

The fire flying in the sky, symbolizing civilization and representing the cry of life, trembled, cheered, and jumped at a certain peculiar frequency, converging and merging with each other, from a single small dot to a strangely shaped chain-like substance.

A large number of genes of creation have been created from nothing, from concept to reality, from a bunch of indescribable pan-concepts to real things, forming the most primitive, comprehensive and perfect beautiful chain of life.

It's a wonderful feeling to watch little by little grow into a brilliant galaxy.

Suddenly, Donnie burst out laughing.

If there is no accident, this source CNA will eventually be formed, which is a highly concrete manifestation of the source of fire, and it is the reality of all miracles, and all organic life forms will select different suitable genes from this original CNA according to their differences.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

But Donnie wasn't going to do that, he was a creator, not a promoter.

"What's the point if I don't do anything?"

Donnie laughed uncontrollably, with a hint of eager, fiery gaze, which raised the temperature in the air, and his heart, beating strongly.

Like the hand of God, in the meticulous logical system, the gentle plucking changes the existing trajectory and shapes a new law.

The light of the source of fire suddenly exploded!!

Cheer!

Cheers everywhere!

There are countless great beings crying out!

"This is my spark source, and in the future, it will also be my Cybertron !!" Donnie laughed, as he wished, as God did, carefully moving everything, and he looked down as if he were a true God.

The gentle and expectant gaze, which refused to go away for a long time, the gaze from the soul, finally, in an unobservable way, was forever inscribed.

As if time records reality, Downey is shaping a new life in his own way, as a god, with his own hands, from the source to the form.

The original CNA, and even the Tinder Source, the ability to activate has undergone earth-shattering changes, and countless genetic memories and strange genetic abilities that originally did not exist in the Tinder Source have been mixed and fused by Donnie.

The dazzling light faded away, and everything seemed to go back in time, returning to its original appearance.

The silent and vast underground laboratory has regained its tranquility, still the same as before, a Donnie, a car, silently staring at each other.

But except for Donnie, no one knows that the new world, the new door, at this moment, has been opened, and the light behind the door is clearly visible!

The original CNA quietly blended into Optimus Prime's body and into Optimus Prime's fire.

There was a throbbing, and suddenly appeared, and the big blue cart seemed to move, but soon fell silent.

Donnie clearly felt that the gradually warming body was becoming warmer, the warmth that came from life.

"It's been a long time, Optimus Prime ......"

Donnie snorted and muttered under his breath.