"Family Guy" is an episodic animated series, where the plot and character settings aren’t continuous between episodes,
g’s various settings have included, but are not limited to, being born as an innate male baby, only to have her biological father, Pete, "accidentally" snip off sothing with scissors;
Having her heart located at the top of her head at birth, constantly beating;
Having a driver’s license photo of a bloated, corpulent person;
And possessing outstanding physical skills, excelling in diving, skiing, dancing, gymnastics, and more;
No matter how the settings change, factors such as "extrely ugly," "unpopular," and "unreasonably bullied" remain constant overall.
At this very mont, in the view of Sunset lting Gold, g’s face is completely covered by a mosaic of color blocks, which flicker and flow leisurely. Surrounding them are red skulls and exclamation marks.
This is the Upper Realm Valve intelligence chip in Sunset lting Gold’s brain kicking in, detecting the user’s risk of a ntal breakdown, it directly takes over the visual transmission system, applying a cognitive filter—
This function usually only activates automatically when encountering Ancient God Level Extraordinary Life up close,
Judging from those floating skulls and exclamation marks, without the cognitive filter, just this wave of close contact would have drained most of Sunset lting Gold’s over four hundred sanity points.
"The terror of an ancient god... is terrifying..."
Sunset lting Gold wiped the cold sweat dripping like a waterfall from his forehead, and g, seeing the repairman hulk he was playing, brightened her eyes and sweetly asked, "Wow, what’s your na?"
"...Jamie."
Sunset lting Gold struggled to speak, with g’s voice actor Mila Kunis being a Hollywood actress in the real world, quite beautiful, and having co-starred with Natalie Portman in "Black Swan."
But the more magnetic and pleasant the voice, combined with the Ancient God’s unperceivable appearance, the more terrifying the contrast.
He tried his best not to turn and run, holding the railing as he went upstairs to the second floor.
"The strong wind knows the resilient grass, and trouble reveals the loyal minister. Brother Rong Jin, you are truly a man, pure."
Li Cheng gave a thumbs up towards the screen, with Sunset lting Gold going all out, he naturally couldn’t lag behind as a teammate. He promptly remotely controlled the small quadcopter drone bought from the slum to quickly land on the second floor of Griffin Mansion,
using the multi-functional chanical arm at the bottom of the drone to quickly carve a hole in the surface of the wooden wall at the end of the corridor.
(The United States has a property tax system, whereby the higher the property value, the higher the yearly property tax, ranging from 1% to 3%, leading many Aricans to live in low-tax affordable plywood houses.
The downside being poor insulation, thermal, insect, and fire protection, requiring air conditioning to run long hours, driving up per capita residential electricity use, competing with AI data centers for electricity.)
"Looks like termite infestation."
Sunset lting Gold put on an act, glancing at the wooden wall, taking out a toolbox, nding the hole while half crouching on the ground, deliberately rolling up his sleeves, showing off his physique,
causing Louise and g to have fluttering hearts, their attention centered on his muscular back and jeans-clad rear, fully ignoring the faint drone noises.
Carlos extended both hands towards the screen, watching Sunset lting Gold’s performance, genuinely admiring, "Seductive but not lewd, light yet substantial. This is a true veteran actor."
Everyday high-level players in the killing field wish for each day to stretch to 48 hours, busy sharpening their power systems and studying various literary works.
Casually ranting on forums, using code phrases like "who wants to hit , my skin’s feeling itchy lately" as an invitation for others to join virtual arenas and engage in passionately bloody duels is considered entertaining amidst their busyness.
And yet, Sunset lting Gold even finds ti to practice acting. That kind of professional commitnt is truly sothing else.
In fact, as a minor leader of the Whale Song guild, Sunset lting Gold, along with three programr friends he t in college and at work, form the Golden Armor and Iron Horse quartet,
The friendships of adults are hard-earned, beyond taking on high-difficulty tasks together, the four of them would et up regularly,
sharing drinks, barbecue, gaming, IT news chatting, coding language ranting, as an amateur band playing at bars, even enrolling as a group in drama clubs and the like. These daily activities dilute the pressure brought by the killing field.
Staring at Carlos tsk-ing at the screen, Gray Rain hesitated, nudging Li Cheng’s arm and whispered, "Doesn’t Carlos have future prediction abilities? Why does he seem like he’s seeing this scene for the first ti?"
"Probably just addicted to watching,"
Li Cheng casually explained, "Like AI short videos, clearly you’ve guessed what clichés or plots there are early on, but you just can’t help but keep watching.
It’s like how your zodiac sign decides your apocalypse shelter, your cellphone’s battery level decides your superpower, your birth month decides if you end up in Gotham or Night City in your next life."
Lulina twitched her eye,
? Aren’t those last two places total dumps, does anyone actually want to go there?
Wait a minute, Gotham’s annual number of unnatural deaths seems to be only 182, actually lower than the real world’s New York or Baltimore...
Oh, never mind then.
Suppressing the urge to complain, Lulina explained, "I’m pretty familiar with the vice president of the Navigator Guild, and Carlos’ ability principle is considered rare even within the Navigator Guild.
His left eye traces the past, his right eye peers into the future.
If he rely glances over ordinary people or NPCs in the Script World, at most he can foretell their birth, age, illness, and death.
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