The Pre-Made Life of Royal Braised Chicken

Deep in the deep starry sky, a complex signal mixed with multiple languages ​​suddenly activated some indescribable existence. In the intertwined light and shadow of multiple colors, seductive whispers about the "perfect country" emerge: it is a utopia where desires and creations can be instantly satisfied, gorgeous and beautiful. However, the glimmer of reason is not extinguished in the ultimate joy. A few sober people were horrified to discover that this was not a paradise, but a cage where higher-dimensional spirits kept humans captive. They were deprived of the eyes and hands to see the truth clearly, and became "fat pigs" whose energy was extracted. Those insiders who tried to reveal the truth died one after another in seemingly accidental natural and man-made disasters, as if an invisible hand was erasing the traces. Among the remaining broken data, the term "Destiny System" emerged like a curse. This distress signal across the sea of ​​stars carries the ultimate questioning of origin and destination, and a desire to bring despair out of the sky. After the space flowed and there was dead silence, a short but sad green signal pierced the darkness: "Don't come close! Don't come close! This is not the end!" Suddenly, the signal stuttered violently, dropped frames, and finally settled into a cold and biting blue warning: "Exploration is death, observation means destruction." In this land abandoned by God, there are no pioneers, only losers. This is not only a warning from the abyss, but also an ultimatum to all curious babies.