"You are not a good-for-nothing, they are just too good. You always seek fame and like to compare with others. This is your advantage, but also your weakness."

Fatty Ou admitted, "That's right." "

But I can't blame you. It's probably because you have lived under the shadow of your father since you were a child, which makes you want to prove yourself, right?"

"Yes. Ever since I can remember, I have always been labeled as Ou Guohua's son. When I was in kindergarten, every time I raised my hand to answer a question, no matter how well I answered, the teacher would just pat me on the shoulder and say, 'You are worthy of being President Ou's child.' In elementary school... high school... until I went abroad, I deliberately stopped controlling my body shape and ate myself into a fat man. I didn't want others to praise how good President Ou's son is all the time. But those who surrounded me in the International Students Association still said that little President Ou was cute when he was fat, and that no matter how fat he was, he still had the aura of President Ou. I, I am so disgusting!"

He gritted his teeth when he spoke the last part.

Chen Feng smiled the whole time.

If it were in the past, he would definitely scold Ou Junlang for being pretentious.

Now he doesn't scold him.

Although Chen Feng himself is an orphan and cannot put himself in Fatty's shoes, the feeling is still quite disgusting when you think about it carefully.

It's tolerable if it happens once or twice, but if it continues like this for a lifetime, Fatty seems to be living in a Skinner box that always gives him negative feedback.

Who can stand this?

He did not become arrogant in this Skinner box, but instead went to the other extreme, looking confident, but actually extremely inferior.

"Master, do you think I'm being hypocritical?"

"It's okay, it's not a big deal."

"Alas, I know it very well. I want to change, but it's difficult."

Chen Feng waved his hand, "It's okay, no one is perfect. Maybe I was too relaxed with you before, otherwise I would really assign you a task later."

"No, no, no, Master, don't be like this, I... I don't want to ruin your great cause." The fat man hurriedly said, "Master, do you know what I was thinking when I felt my heart almost stopped just now?"

"What?"

The fat man blushed, "Actually, I don't think death is that scary, really. It may be a relief for me."

Chen Feng stared, "Ah?"

Fatty: "I am always worried that I can't control myself and want to interfere, and then mess things up and hold you back. Since I am really such a waste, I can't do anything except singing the songs you wrote for me, and I am the only heir to the Ouhe Group, maybe if I really die, it would be better for my dad to pass the company directly to my eldest son. I don't want to... I will hinder the progress of civilization and become a sinner for all eternity. Every time I read history books, I feel that people like King You of Zhou, Emperor Chongzhen, and Liu Adou are so miserable. I would rather die early than become a hopeless person in the eyes of others after my death."

Chen Feng was furious, "What nonsense are you talking about? Are you crazy? Didn't you do well before?"

Ou Junlang defended himself aggrievedly, "That's because I didn't do anything before."

Chen Feng: "Emmm..."

This day's chat was dead, but Chen Feng was really shocked. It turned out that the fat man was really determined to die.

"Master, are you worried about whether the Ou family can have more branches? You don't have to worry about this. I have saved a lot these days. They are all in the freezer in the basement. At least it will be enough to find a surrogate mother and set up a football team in the future."

Chen Feng stared, thinking to himself that it was no wonder that Song Siyu looked like she had indulged in excessive sexual activities during the phone conference a few days ago even though she was pregnant.

He almost died on the spot after excessive exercise, which must have something to do with the previous nights of reveling.

So your story is hidden here, preparing to ambush me?

You are really a talent! You are

embarrassing the rich second generation!

But Chen Feng wanted to scold her, but he had too many points to complain about and didn't know where to start.

The key point is that the fat man's behavior seems unreasonable, but the logic from cause to effect is successfully connected, which is very scary.

Ou Junlang sighed with a sad face, "Master, don't worry, my death will not affect the development of the Ou family. At least it can be the same as your previous timeline. I just want to do better."

Chen Feng: "Uh..."

I give in.

I really lost.

After a long time, Chen Feng sighed, "Oh, you've thought too much, you've become inflated."

Fatty: "Ah?"

"I actually don't care that much about the Ou family. There wasn't one before, and technology is still advancing, so your descendants are nothing more than the icing on the cake. It's good to have them, but if you don't, it won't hurt. Instead, I'm just worried that you almost died this month. If it happens after I pass away, then things can still turn around. If you really die this time, I can't save you. People have unlimited possibilities when they are alive, so there's no need to be greedy and reckless."

As he spoke, Chen Feng's expression became a little serious, "Forget it, anyway, I'm sorry, I have always ignored your feelings. I didn't ask you if you agreed or not, and I didn't consider whether you were mentally prepared before I dragged you up. I should apologize to you for this."

"Master doesn't blame you, it's me..."

"Fatty, I've changed my mind. Try to do something and see if you can break the fate and transform yourself from a stumbling block in history into a turbocharger engine in history. My ultimate goal is to find the only possible chance of survival from an impossible future, and I firmly believe that I can do it. Then you should believe in yourself too. You don't need to consider the future thousands of years later, you only need to care whether you have done better this time than last time, whether it's a stud or something else, you move forward a little bit every time until you have no regrets in this life."

After a long time, Ou Junlang suddenly choked up.

"I...what can I do? What else can I do besides singing?"

Chen Feng pondered for a moment, "You should be in charge of the overseas market of Xingfeng Group's industries and try to see how far you can go. Old Meng is already in charge of too many things, you can share some of the responsibilities with him. As for the details, we'll just have to wait and see."

"What if I fail?"

Chen Feng held up his hands, "Don't think so highly of yourself. Even if you fail, the impact on the future may be positive or negative. History will always correct itself. Even if you really fail completely, we will just lose a timeline. I can afford one chance. You are also a member of our team, so naturally I should give you at least one chance. No matter whether it is good or bad, we have to give it a try, right?"

Fatty Ou slowly recovered his spirit.

"Yes! Thank you, Master, I will definitely not let you down."

"Then it's settled."

"Yes."

Chen Feng wants to break the fate of mankind, and Fatty Ou wants to break his own fate.

From a personal standpoint, these two goals are actually the same.

The old couple Ou Guohua almost arrived at the same time as the ambulance.

Ou Guohua was scolded by his wife from the door of the villa to the gym.

The fat man's mother threw all the blame on Ou Guohua, accusing him of being too restrictive on Ou Junlang.

Ou Junlang's exercise and weight loss problems must be because he was criticized by Ou Guohua for being too fat all day long.

"What's wrong with being a little fat? If he's fat, he's not worthy of being your son. Can you stop guzzling all the time? What's wrong with Junlang eating more and getting stronger? Do you have to be as thin as you to be considered a person? Ou Guohua, I'm telling you, if you don't change this bad habit..."

When she walked into the gym, she saw Chen Feng there, and the mother who was protecting her son quickly shut up.

Things are different now, Chen Feng is a real big shot.

Although the fat mother is domineering at home, she knows her place outside. She has to save face for Ou Guohua, and at the same time, she has to maintain the family image to prevent Chen Feng, an important partner, from worrying about the stability of the Ou family.

After another round of inquiries, medical personnel arrived and quickly performed a checkup on the scene. After confirming that the fat man had passed the critical period, the professionals carefully lifted him onto a stretcher and moved him into the ambulance.

Chen Feng stayed with him until Ou Junlang was sent to the operating room, and then he said goodbye to everyone and left.

Not long after, the other rescuers also called one after another to ask about the situation. They were relieved to know that it was a false alarm.

Chen Feng did not take Ou Guohua's car, nor did he drive himself. The hospital was about five or six kilometers away from Ke Lai Apartment, so he just walked back with his hands behind his back.

In his mind, he kept thinking about the fat man's funny and vaguely touching decision.

I wanted to take a rare vacation and be a salted fish.

Fatty, on the other hand, was tired of the salted fish always wanting to fight, and actually planned to be a good stud, and almost lost his life.

It was really laughable.

Chen Feng didn't want to admit that he was touched.

Fatty knew that he and Song Siyu had good genes, even if it would be embarrassing to say it out, but at least they were working hard in the direction of studs.

But what about himself?

If there is someone on this planet whose genes may bring the greatest change to the entire civilization.

The answer is no suspense.

Chen Feng himself.

The gene awakening degree must be the strongest among humans now, and it will still be the strongest among humans in the galaxy a thousand years later.

According to the saying in the previous timeline that high awakening people are more likely to give birth to high awakening offspring, Chen Feng thinks that if his genes can only be combined with an ordinary person with 25% awakening, it is not impossible to give birth to new human offspring with more than 30% awakening in the 21st century.

So he has indeed been wasting his talent.

He has found a good reason for himself.

In the 31st century of multiple timelines, many people have conducted extensive and in-depth research on his genetic inheritance.

The conclusion is sad.

If it weren't for Tang Tianxin's existence, he would almost be doomed to have no descendants.

It is even more impossible for people in the 21st century to bear his genetic awakening.

Chen Feng sometimes fantasizes whether Zhong Lei is also an X factor like Tang Tianxin and can bear his genes?

But his idea could only remain in fantasy.

Because in the 21st century, there is no such detailed gene detection technology, it is impossible to accurately analyze the genes of the two people, nor can it be simulated and rehearsed with data.

As for the test tube baby or surrogacy that Fatty expected, Chen Feng never expected it.

There is no feasibility at all.

Then why is he still unwilling to take the initiative to take that step with Zhong Lei?

Is it because he is really a saint?

Of course not.

Chen Feng knows the reason.

First of all, he can never get rid of the idea of ​​using reproduction to promote the future in his heart. Then when something really happens between the two, he thinks that his heart will not be pure, which is too unfair to Zhong Lei.

Secondly, he has been thinking about "Morning Breeze" before, and it is the same now.

Thirdly, he once firmly believed that he was not worthy of Zhong Lei, but now he is a little better and has changed.

At the very least, he always believed that neither he nor Zhong Lei should indulge in low-level desires.

But now he has other ideas.

Maybe he should not keep his distance from Zhong Lei just for peace of mind.

This seems to be responsible, but it is actually another kind of selfishness.

In order to satisfy personal moral values, it violates the principle of doing everything possible to gamble on a possible future.

Every failure will cause many people to die in the future.

This is still a crime.

So what should I do to be responsible for myself, Zhong Lei, and humanity?

Can I find a perfect solution?

Is there really a perfect solution?

Chen Feng was caught in a weird logical dilemma.

This dilemma troubled him until four days later.

On the evening of June 25, 2020, Chen Feng stayed in his bedroom at the Newport Beach Villa in Los Angeles.

He sat in front of the chair with his fingers interlocked, still thinking.

The fingerprint lock of the villa door downstairs was opened by someone. It was Zhong Lei.

She was holding a small plastic bag in her hand, which contained the hair she had saved during this period.