Griffin's house, Stewie's bedroom.
Following Dumpling into this ordinary nursery, Chris looked around curiously.
In the cartoon, Chris knew that this ordinary room hid many secrets.
Just like Grandpa Rick's garage and Phineas and Ferb's backyard, Stewie Griffin also had his own secret base.
As Dumpling activated the mechanism, a doorway opened in the wall, and then this ordinary room revealed a highly futuristic secret base.
Looking at the magical spatial expansion technology before him, Chris chose not to delve into how it was done, but simply followed Dumpling's footsteps inside.
After all, in such a nonsensical cartoon world, nothing was surprising.
As Chris stepped into Dumpling's secret base, the original entrance closed again, and the room reverted to an ordinary nursery.
The first thing Dumpling did upon entering his secret base was not to rush into asking Chris what he knew.
He unhurriedly walked to his monitoring platform and sat on his small stool.
As the stool rose to Chris's height, Dumpling pressed a button on the platform, then gave a sinister smile.
He shouted, "Pickled radish must be eaten! Tell me your origin!"
Immediately, large and small rifles, shotguns, and various infrared rays appeared around Chris.
"Woah, woah! What kind of technology is this? How are all these things stacked together? Can they actually still be used normally?"
Looking at the guns around him, Chris was not alarmed; he admired the circle of weapons as if he were admiring flowers.
He even asked Dumpling with great interest.
Seeing Chris's reaction, Dumpling sighed slightly, feeling a bit bored, then pressed the button again, and these things were magically retracted.
"It seems you still possess some of my brother's traits; still as idiotic as ever!
But I still hope you can be rational and tell me what exactly you are? Are you from heaven or hell, or some other chaotic dimension?"
When Dumpling put away the weapons, Chris's face instinctively showed a look of regret.
But then came the fear; the soul of the transmigrator still couldn't accept his own carefree personality.
It seemed Chris's body's instincts still held some sway, as he had genuinely wanted to understand the principles behind these contraptions.
He had seen that the tails of several guns were connected, without magazines or firing mechanisms, just like the sudden appearance of numerous firearms in the Tom and Jerry cartoon.
However, hearing Dumpling's question, Chris's face froze. What was that?
Heaven? Hell? Did this world have such things?
He recalled the transmigrator's memories and found that this world actually seemed to have such things.
God seemed to have made an appearance, but the God of this world also seemed quite beastly.
Dumpling was clearly treating him as some mysterious entity of this world, believing that they had taken over Chris's body.
Thinking of this, Chris understood Dumpling's general idea.
He said seriously, "None of the above. I am a transmigrator. I don't know if your world's novels and anime have developed similar concepts. If not, you can understand it as an extraterrestrial demon."
Facing Chris's honest answer, a strange look flashed across Dumpling's face.
He really didn't expect this unknown entity to tell the truth.
Clearly, the devils he had caught before were not so honest; they not only tried to defraud his soul with sweet talk but also constantly made various small moves.
Even those monsters who called themselves angels were all arrogant.
None of them were like this guy.
Like... simple? Or foolish?
Forget it, whatever!
Dumpling thought indifferently, what a waste of all the preparations he had made, and all the energy he had expended.
Heaven knows how he persuaded Rupert to spend two hours every day completing these preparations.
But he didn't expect this guy to be so easy to deal with!
However, despite thinking this, Dumpling wouldn't believe a one-sided story; he still had to check.
Turning to open his monitoring system, he found no signs of Chris lying, and only then did Dumpling begin to search for the information Chris had mentioned.
"Hmm! Let me see... a transmigrator, right? I remember recording relevant information in the multiverse!"
Chris watched Dumpling hunched over an instrument panel he didn't understand, muttering incredibly informative words.
Considering how to save his own life, Chris was about to walk over and see what Dumpling was up to.
But as soon as he lifted his bulky body, Chris saw the guns appear instantly around him, then aim at him again.
At this moment, Dumpling's pure baby English slowly came, "Hmm, darling! Please don't move until I confirm your identity, okay? I don't want to cause any unnecessary misunderstandings and then damage my brother's body; that would leave him without a complete corpse!"
Looking at the cold machine guns emitting a chill around him, Chris nervously swallowed, then raised his hands to show he meant no harm, and quietly lowered his raised right leg.
Dumpling, however, acted as if nothing had happened; after giving the warning, he continued to lean over and search, but this time he didn't put away the weapons.
Time slowly passed until Chris's cold sweat accumulated into a puddle on the ground, and only then did Dumpling breathe a sigh of relief.
"Aha, finally found it!"
The tiny body erupted with astonishing strength, slamming his hands on the metal control panel with a thunderous sound, startling Chris into dripping a few more drops of sweat.
"Reincarnators, Main God Space, Paradise... Oh, it's this one!
Transmigrators, temporal travelers from other worlds, generally divided into body transmigration and soul transmigration, usually possess extremely high spatio-temporal affinity, capable of easily traveling to parallel universes, and even other multiverses."
Dumpling's small hand slowly slid across the holographic projection, but the information displayed on it once again made the transmigrator tremble with fear.
How was this little devil even more exaggerated than he appeared in the cartoon!
How did he even know information about things like the Main God Space? Could this be a world modified by some powerful entity?
Or did Family Guy just add these elements after I transmigrated?
The transmigrator's consciousness within Chris's body became restless, and the machine constantly monitoring the soul in the body sounded an alarm at the opportune moment, which also startled Stewie, who was concentrating on checking the information.
The oval head glanced sideways at the transmigrator, then revealed an 'evil' smile.
However, to the transmigrator, the smile looked somewhat like someone straining with constipation, clenching their teeth and pushing hard.
But this was clearly something Dumpling couldn't know.
The soul monitoring instrument evidently lacked the function to analyze conscious fluctuations, so Dumpling guided the high stool over to Chris, smiled, and patted Chris's shoulder, saying, "Let's talk about the fee for you using my brother's body, shall we? Trust me, I'll give you a fair price!"
Seeing this little bean imitating the Godfather, the transmigrator cooperatively played along.
"Of course, sir!"
He lifted Dumpling's right hand that was patting his shoulder, lowered his head, and was about to kiss it.
But before Chris's greasy mouth could touch him, Dumpling pulled back his right hand as if he had been electrocuted, then vigorously shook it, as if it had been contaminated with something dirty.
"Woah! You really don't have to stick to the original so much!"