The arrival of the Lego Avengers effectively brought the situation under control. As the saying goes, even a mighty dragon can't suppress a local snake. Even though Classic and Novel's individuals were strong, they wouldn't recklessly start a major fight with the Lego forces in Lego's territory. Therefore, after Captain America's flying shield and a loud shout, everyone stopped fighting.

Subsequently, Tony slowly descended from mid-air and, in a calm tone, issued an eviction order to the three from Novel. The latter were also sensible and immediately sheathed their swords and left. Under the circumstances, they were fortunate to escape unscathed.

After the three from Novel turned around and embarked on their quest to find the lost green algae head, Tony spoke to Jazz, "I know Optimus Prime sent you here for a reason. I think... there's some misunderstanding between Classic and Lego that needs clarifying."

"If you trust us, come inside the Lego house with us and we'll discuss it further," Steve (Lego Captain America) said.

"No problem," Jazz replied. He knew that if these Lego toys really wanted to harm them, they could have attacked earlier and wouldn't have bothered driving away the people from Novel.

"We won't go," Leonardo said to Jazz and Nightbeat. "Negotiation is your job. We'll go back and report to Optimus Prime."

"Oh? Not going to continue monitoring us?" Feng Bujue asked. As Jian Xin had said, Brother Jue had discerned the presence of the Ninja Turtles on the way here, and he had already deduced why these four had come along.

"Since you already know, monitoring becomes meaningless," Donatello spread his hands and said. "At least from what we've seen so far, you don't seem to be Novel's spies."

Raphael snorted coldly and said in a deep voice, "In my opinion, even if you were... you wouldn't be much of a threat."

"Could you help me ask Optimus Prime..." Feng Bujue said with a smile, "how many more of these tests will there be?" In fact, he wasn't surprised or resentful of the situation. As the supreme commander of Classic, it would be problematic if Optimus Prime completely trusted two strangers with unknown backgrounds after only one or two tests. Feng Bujue would have made the same choice himself.

Of course, Feng Bujue didn't know... on Novel's side, the girls were treated with unconditional trust. There was no testing at all. Since the system had intervened, military command was theirs for the taking.

"You can ask him that question yourself," Leonardo replied. As he spoke, he gestured to his turtle brothers, "Let's go."

...

A few minutes later, led by the Lego Avengers, Jazz, Nightbeat, Feng Bujue, and Wang Tanzhi successfully passed through the sentry post at the main entrance of the Lego house and entered the "city" built from Lego bricks.

As soon as he entered the city, Xiao Tan, this young master of a wealthy family, acted like a country bumpkin on his first trip abroad. He looked left and right, exclaiming at the Lego-made roads, buildings, flowers, trees, rivers, vehicles, and pedestrians... he almost rushed up to tear down a few bricks to play with.

"Um... right, there's a question I've been wanting to ask you," Feng Bujue said to Jazz, who was slightly ahead of him.

"What is it?"

"How did this war between Classic and Novel start?" Feng Bujue asked. "Or rather... what are you fighting for?"

"Uh..." Jazz suddenly became tongue-tied. He looked as if he had been stumped by the question. "It's... to win, of course."

"Then what counts as winning?" Feng Bujue pressed. "Exterminating all of the other side's toys?"

"This..." Jazz's reaction to this question was the same as to the previous one. "In any case... we're all fighting for victory, following the orders of our superiors, and following Optimus Prime's leadership. We don't need to consider anything else."

"Hey... isn't this the same as..." Xiao Tan seemed to want to say something.

But Brother Jue immediately winked at him and cleared his throat loudly, signaling him not to speak.

Xiao Tan had no choice but to swallow the words "isn't this the same as not answering anything" that were on the tip of his tongue.

Feng Bujue continued to ask, "Right, speaking of battle... I also saw the Nintendo strike force exchanging fire with the other side." He paused. "Those toys that were killed, that is... those that were broken in half, beheaded, or crushed, should be considered 'dead,' right?"

"Yes," Nightbeat, who was beside him, also turned his head and joined the conversation. "You wouldn't die if you were beaten like that?"

"I just want to know... who handles their... um... corpses? If they're left there, the supermarket security guards will find them before dawn," Feng Bujue said. "Also, you've been fighting this war for more than just a day or two, right? Since there are casualties... there must also be a channel for replenishing troops, otherwise the soldiers will all die." He asked, "So where do your soldiers come from? Don't tell me you rely on the supermarket to restock?"

These questions were indeed perplexing. Feng Bujue had previously raised questions about the supermarket's security cameras. Logically speaking... it was almost impossible for these toys' battles to go unnoticed by humans. In addition, the "death" of toys was an even more serious problem. How could the reduction in the inventory of Novel's figurines and models not be noticed? And how could Classic's antiques still be in production in the twenty-second century? Could it be that the humans in this script were aware that these toys were fighting, but pretended not to know and were silently maintaining the feasibility of the war?

"Humans don't care about the fragments on the battlefield," Jazz replied. "As long as we don't let them see us when we're active. As for the issue of troop replenishment... it's classified, I'm not authorized to answer you."

"Hmm..." Feng Bujue thought to himself, "It's still the same as saying nothing." He quickly organized his thoughts. "This war... has no purpose, only a process. These toys have intelligence and long-term memory, but there seems to be a blind spot in their thinking. As soon as information about the rationality of the war itself or potential threats from humans is involved, their thinking bypasses it..."

At this moment, Xiao Tan whispered to Feng Bujue, "Brother Jue, could it be that... the situation in this script is similar to *Night at the Museum*, that somewhere in this supermarket, there's a Pharaoh's resurrection tablet that takes effect at night and brings the toys to life to fight? And the night shift security guard knows about this and is covering it up."

"You're talking about Ahkmenrah's tablet, right..." Feng Bujue also said in a low voice. "But that kind of thing wouldn't just bring toys to life... mannequins, animal specimens, and even skeleton models would be affected. So... it shouldn't be." He rejected Xiao Tan's speculation.

"Hmm..." Xiao Tan said thoughtfully. "There's also something else... Judging from the content of the discussions during the First Army's meeting, it's impossible for this war to be decided overnight, right?" He said in a questioning tone, "We're logging into the game in non-sleep mode, and we won't even be able to wait until the second night. And these toys... can't even explain the reason and purpose of the war. How are we supposed to complete that side quest?"

"I'm also completely baffled by this question..." Feng Bujue replied. "I speculate... that this script has a hidden worldview. Therefore, the initial synopsis didn't mention anything about our current situation, but only introduced the approximate era and location where the events took place. And the causes and consequences, as well as the relevant characters, are all unknown." His gaze swept over the toys who were leading the way in front of them. "Maybe... we've been misled by the content of the side quest. Even if we do a hundred things for Classic, it'll be a waste of time."

"Then how about..." Xiao Tan said, lowering his voice again as if he were doing something sneaky, "we find a chance to slip away?"

"Slip away to where?" Feng Bujue said. "Do you have a direction to investigate?"

"Hmm..." Xiao Tan hesitated for a long time, but couldn't think of anything. "Actually... we don't need to decipher any worldview. It doesn't matter whether we do the side quest or not. This is a slaughter game, isn't it? And it's mainly arranged for me to fight more, right?"

Feng Bujue smiled noncommittally when he heard this. "Then let's play it by ear."

As they spoke, the Lego Avengers had led them to a building in the center of the city.

The door here was quite wide for the Lego Q-version heroes, and it was just right for the two Transformers to pass through. If a toy the size of Optimus Prime wanted to enter, he would have to bend over.

Following the group in front of them, the two players quickly passed through the gate. Only after entering the room did they realize that the space inside the building was not as narrow as they had imagined. And in the center of this space, there was a huge rhombus floating in mid-air, emitting an eerie light.

This rhombus was estimated to be the size of a normal human head, and its constituent material was naturally Lego bricks. However, the bricks on the rhombus were always in a state of activity, and the color of its surface changed in waves.

"You've finally arrived... Classic's Jazz, Nightbeat, and... two travelers from another world." A voice came from the rhombus, sounding like a wise old man. "Tony and Bruce had some disagreement on whether to bring you to see me, so there was some delay and we were unable to greet you at the first opportunity."

"This is our first meeting, and you're actually using the term 'travelers from another world.'" Feng Bujue didn't care whether he was qualified to speak in this situation and stepped forward to interrupt. "May I ask, who are you?"

"Don't be so rude, recruit," Jazz said, turning his head. "The one in front of you is the all-knowing 'Lego Prophet.' Even Optimus Prime wouldn't use that tone..."

"It's alright, Jazz," the Lego Prophet interrupted Jazz, then said to Feng Bujue, "I think... you must have many questions to ask me."