HSSSSSSSSS—BZZZZZZZZT!
As the boiling, purple-black Immortal Author Marrow-Blood of the King of Tragedy, the King of Harem-Slavery. The King of Doom poured into the ink-hoppers of their three linked Golden Script-Typewriters (#5, #6, and #7) inside the breached throne room, a violent wave of fifth-dimensional narrative distortion rippled across the void!
Standing on the wooden bow of the [Galactic Flying Courtyard]. Thirty-five-year-old Gu Changsheng reached into his apron pocket and flipped open the silver cover of [Dad’s Plot-Spoiler Notebook] to check the attack trajectory of the three blood-fed typewriters.
For the past ten years—from the snowy mud-brick courtyard of Frost-Pine Town all the way to the 1,000-Galaxy Supercluster. Whenever an enemy prepared a trump card, the silver pages of [Dad’s Plot-Spoiler Notebook] had displayed the original script’s script lines, hidden weak points, and exact timing.
Today, however, the instant the cover opened, the silver pages let out a sharp, crackling screech of white noise!
KZZZZZZZT—FZZZZZZT!
Across ninety-five percent of the open pages, the glowing golden text dissolved into blinding, snow-white television static and scrambled symbols!
[SUPER DAD & PLOT-BREAKER SYSTEM — FOREKNOWLEDGE DECAY CRITICAL ALERT!]
