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Chapter 3: Revealing the Identity
1,220 Words
The Griffin family house, Stewie's bedroom.
Chris followed Stewie into the ordinary nursery, looking around curiously.
In the animated film, Chris knew that this ordinary room held many secrets.
Just like Rick's garage and Phineas and Ferb's backyard, Stewie Griffin also had his own secret base.
When Stewie activated the mechanism, a door suddenly opened in the wall, revealing a futuristic secret base where an ordinary room used to be.
Looking at the seemingly magical spatial expansion technology before him, Chris didn't dwell on its principles; he just followed Stewie's steps inside.
After all, in such an absurd animated world, nothing should be surprising.
When Chris stepped into Stewie's secret base, the original entrance closed again, and the room reverted to an ordinary nursery.
As soon as Stewie entered his secret base, he didn't rush to ask Chris what he knew.
He slowly walked to the monitoring platform and sat on the small stool.
When the stool rose to the same height as Chris, Stewie pressed a button on the platform and then revealed an evil smile.
He shouted, "You must eat pickled radishes! Tell me where you're from!"
Subsequently, Chris was instantly surrounded by a variety of guns, cannons, and various infrared beams.
"Wow! What kind of technology is this? How did you assemble these things? Do they even work properly?"
Chris wasn't afraid of the surrounding guns and cannons; he admired these weapons as if they were flowers.
They even inquired about Stewie's situation with great interest.
Seeing Chris's expression, Stewie sighed softly, feeling a bit bored. Then he pressed the button again, and those things magically retracted.
"It seems you still inherited some of my brother's characteristics; you're still as stupid as before!"
"But I still hope you can be more rational and tell me exactly who you are. Are you from heaven, hell, or some other random dimension?"
Seeing Stewie put away the weapons, Chris instinctively showed a regretful expression.
However, this was followed by a lingering fear; the transmigrator's soul still couldn't accept his carefree personality.
It seemed that Chris's physiological instincts still played a major role. After all, he genuinely wanted to understand the principles behind these things.
He noticed that many of the guns had their chambers linked together, without even magazines or firing mechanisms, just like the sudden appearance of numerous guns in a Tom and Jerry cartoon.
However, hearing Stewie's question, Chris froze. What the hell?
Heaven? Hell? Do these things really exist in this world?
He recalled the time traveler's memories and then realized that these things did seem to exist in this world.
God seemed to have made an appearance, but the God of this world also seemed quite tyrannical.
Stewie clearly saw him as some kind of mystical being from this world, thinking they had possessed Chris's body.
Thinking of this, Chris understood the general meaning behind Stewie's words.
He said seriously, "No, I'm a transmigrator. I don't know if your world's novels and anime have similar settings. If not, you can just think of me as an alien demon."
Faced with Chris's honest answer, a strange expression flashed across Stewie's face.
He really hadn't expected this stranger to tell him the truth.
The demons he had captured before weren't this honest; not only did they try to deceive his soul with sweet words, but they also constantly pulled all sorts of despicable tricks.
Even those monsters who called themselves angels were all arrogant.
No one had ever been like him.
Is it the same... naivety? Or stupidity?
Whatever, whatever!
Stewie thought indifferently, all his preparation and effort wasted.
Heaven knows how he convinced Rupert to set aside two hours every day to complete these preparations.
But to my surprise, this person was so easy to get along with!
However, despite these thoughts, Stewie wasn't willing to just listen to one side; he still wanted to verify the truth himself.
Stewie checked his monitoring system and found no signs of deception from Chris. Only then did he begin to search for the information Chris mentioned.
"Hmm! Let me think... A transmigrator, huh? I remember there are records about this in the multiverse!"
Chris watched Stewie lie on an instrument panel he couldn't understand, as Stewie spouted some extremely useful information.
While Chris was thinking about how to save his life, he decided to go over and see what Stewie was doing.
Just as Chris lifted his massive body, he found that guns and cannons had suddenly appeared around him, aimed at him again.
At this moment, Stewie's childish English slowly drifted over, "Hmm, dear! Before I confirm your identity, please don't move around, okay? I don't want to cause any unnecessary misunderstandings and end up injuring my brother's body, causing him to die tragically!"
Chris glanced at the cold, piercing machine guns around him, swallowed nervously, then raised his hands to show he had no malicious intent, and quietly lowered his raised right leg.
But Stewie pretended nothing had happened. After issuing the warning, he continued to bend over and search, but this time he didn't retract the weapons.
Time passed slowly, until Chris's cold sweat had formed a puddle on the ground, only then did Stewie finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Aha, we finally found it!"
The small body erupted with astonishing strength, and both hands slammed onto the metal control panel, making a deafening roar that scared Chris into sweating a few more drops.
"Reincarnators, God's Space, Heaven... Oh, right!"
"Visitors from other worlds, i.e., transmigrators, are generally divided into two types: those with bodies and those with souls. They usually possess extremely high time affinity, allowing them to easily traverse parallel universes or even other multiverses."
Stewie's small hand slowly slid across the holographic projection, but the information displayed on it once again terrified the time traveler.
This kid is even more exaggerated than in the cartoon!
How does he know information like 'God's Space'? Is this a world modified by some big shot?
Or were these elements added to Family Guy after I transmigrated?
The transmigrator's consciousness within Chris became restless, and the machine monitoring the soul within the body also sounded an alarm, which caught the attention of Stewie, who was looking at the information.
The oval head turned to the side to look at the time traveler, then revealed an "evil" smile.
However, in the time traveler's eyes, that smile looked a bit like a constipated patient straining to defecate.
However, Stewie was clearly unaware of this.
The soul-monitoring device clearly couldn't analyze consciousness fluctuations, so Stewie pushed the high stool over to Chris, smiled, and patted Chris's shoulder, saying, "Let's talk about the price for using my brother's body. Trust me, I'll give you a reasonable price!"
Seeing the little boy imitate the Godfather's pose, the time traveler immediately joined the performance.
"Of course, sir!"
He picked up Stewie, patted his own right shoulder with his right hand, then bowed his head for a kiss.
Before Chris's greasy mouth could touch him, Stewie recoiled his right hand as if electrocuted, then shook it violently, as if he had touched something dirty.
"Wow! You don't have to be completely faithful to the original!"