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----------------------------------------------------Chapter 5: Returning to School
1,280 World
I opened my eyes to an unfamiliar ceiling.
However, this time, the time traveler remained calm; he didn't even immediately observe his surroundings.
After all, this was the second time, he had some experience, so he wasn't too panicked.
However, when he saw the familiar little devil next to him, the transmigrator admitted that his heart still skipped a beat.
"You're awake? Relax, relax. I admit my calculations were a little off, but now it seems everything is fine! So, Stewie Griffin... is still the perfect scientist!"
Hearing the little boy muttering to himself, the transmigrator breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed he hadn't transmigrated again.
They hadn't entered any other Family Guy world.
That's perfect!
After all, he didn't want to be toyed with by an alternate-world Stewie like this again. In fact, given the low standards of Family Guy, he was afraid it would be hard to guarantee he would encounter such a normal version again.
"Good! It seems you agree with me. From now on, Chris's body is yours! We're even!"
"What? You mean you won't bother me again in the future?"
Chris asked in surprise, wanting to confirm if what Stewie said was true.
In fact, after he transmigrated, no one had discovered he was a transmigrator, and even if they had, they couldn't have done anything to him.
However, this cunning little Stewie not only sensed his identity but also had the ability to do all sorts of things to him.
Even without considering the issue of separating his soul from Chris's body, the mere fact that Stewie didn't allow him to use Chris's identity made him realize that he seemed to have really lost that identity.
Not only could the name Chris not be used, but his memories of Chris were also blurry and difficult to understand.
However, after Stewie's permission, he found that he could use Chris's name again, and even his previously blurry memories became clear.
This made Chris stare at Stewie cautiously, hoping to get an answer from him.
From Chris's expression, Stewie knew what he was worried about, but he didn't elaborate, just smiled mysteriously and said, "Oh! You know, as a semi-comedic character, I can always come up with some exaggerated and magical technology! Like an Identity Denial Device!"
"Uh..." Chris opened his mouth, wanting to confirm again whether Stewie really wouldn't bother him anymore.
But considering Stewie's arrogance, his words still had some credibility, so he closed his mouth again.
With Stewie's intelligence, she could understand what he meant just from Chris's body language.
This made him raise an eyebrow, quite pleased that this transmigrator wasn't so bad after all, at least much better than his original idiot brother.
If it were the original Chris, he would definitely have repeated it in a more direct way, but this time traveler didn't need to.
"Seriously, I'm starting to like you!"
Seeing Stewie say this, Chris felt a chill, as he remembered that Stewie was bisexual.
Fortunately, before any misunderstanding could occur, Stewie spoke again, "Since you're so sensible, I'll tell you in advance!"
"What?"
Seeing Stewie so serious, Chris suddenly realized he had misunderstood.
That's right, Stewie wasn't Chris, and this devil child had more morals.
Although not by much!
"Hehe, as I told you before, time travelers have extraordinary spatio-temporal characteristics, and in the experiment just now, I activated this characteristic of yours in advance!"
Looking at the grinning Stewie, Chris swallowed nervously and asked, "So... so what? What will happen?"
Just as Stewie was about to explain in detail, she saw Chris's expression, remembered his brother's foolish look, and immediately lost interest.
He waved his small arms impatiently and said, "You'll find out soon enough! Now, get out of my room!"
"Forehead..."
Chris was very angry about being kicked out, after all, the person inside was the notorious devil child.
So he could only leave uneasily, then carefully pondered every word Stewie had just said and scrutinized his every move, in order to find out what Stewie hadn't finished saying.
Clearly, it was a futile effort.
Stewie still revealed too little information, and his intelligence was not at a genius level. Therefore, after a few days, Chris gradually put this matter aside.
...
Another morning, today was the day Chris returned to school.
After resting for a while, he felt that his body had fully recovered. In fact, due to participating in Stewie's experiment, Chris felt that his body was even stronger than before the injury.
So Chris was still bothered by what Stewie hadn't finished saying.
Since Chris hadn't made any discoveries these past few days and had been busy reviewing his courses, he hadn't had time to think about the follow-up events of the experiment.
Fortunately, Chris attended a public school and had just entered high school; he was currently just a freshman.
As for the United States, well...
As we all know, capitalist countries advocate so-called "happy education," so Chris's academic pressure wasn't too great.
In addition, Chris also possessed the extraordinary hearing and vision that all time travelers have, and he finished reviewing all his courses in just two days.
This gave him time to prepare for unexpected events.
Chris found his classroom from memory. After reassuring a few friends who were concerned about him, Chris began to plan how to deal with possible unknown events and protect himself.
I was just thinking quietly for a moment when a classmate I wasn't very familiar with walked over.
"Hey, kid! I heard you fell down the stairs, looks like you're okay!"
Chris looked at the blonde girl in front of him and wracked his brains for a moment before realizing she was a cheerleader. Unfortunately, Chris had only been interested in mature women before, and this little girl was far inferior to his electronic girlfriends!
So, even if Chris wracked his brains, he couldn't remember the girl's name.
While Chris was still in a daze, the blonde girl reached out and touched Chris's arm, exclaiming, "Chris, were you really injured? Your arms look much thicker. Did you go to the gym?"
"To the gym?" Chris glanced at his arms. He had indeed thought about this idea, but Lois was worried that his injuries hadn't healed and that he shouldn't do strenuous exercise.
However, he remembered that there was a gym in the school, and a strong physique was clearly necessary to deal with unknown dangers.
Having made up his mind, Chris no longer hesitated, his eyes firm, "Just rehab exercises, but I do want to work out. Can you help me ask the teacher for leave?"
"What?" The blonde girl looked at Chris in confusion, wondering if she was hallucinating.
When did skipping class require asking for leave? Does Chris have a headache, or is he not awake yet? D*mn it, I shouldn't have listened to Susie or smoked those leaves!
Only then did Chris realize that their public school was even more chaotic than a vocational school, and classroom discipline simply didn't exist.
So what he had just said was completely out of character for a student at an American public high school, but fortunately, he still had a chance to make up for it.
"It's nothing. I'm going to the gym now, want to come?"
Seeing Chris get up and walk out, the blonde girl paused for a moment, then shook her head, "No, I'm feeling a bit drowsy, I'm going to sleep a little longer!"
"Okay! See you after class!"
"Bye, see you after class!"
The girl lowered her head, lay down on the desk, and responded to the gesture without even looking up.