I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

"I can't say you are useless, it's just that they are too good. You are always vain and like to compare. This is your advantage, but it is also your fate."

Fatty Ou admitted, "That's right."

"But I can't blame you. It's probably because you have been living in your father's shadow since you were a child, which makes you particularly want to prove yourself, right?"

"Yes. Ever since I can remember, I have 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. shoulders, saying, "As expected of Mr. Ou's child." When I was in elementary school...high school...until I went abroad, I deliberately stopped controlling my body shape and turned myself into a big fat man. I didn't want others to praise me with open mouths. Mr. Ou’s son is so outstanding. But so are the people in the International Students Association who surround me. Little Mr. Ou is so chubby and cute, and no matter how fat he is, he still looks like Mr. Ou. I, I’m so disgusting!”

When he finished speaking, he gritted his teeth.

Chen Feng was smiling the whole time.

If it were before, he would definitely scold Ou Junlang for being pretentious.

Now he doesn't curse anymore.

Although Chen Feng was an orphan himself and could not put himself in the fat man's situation, but if he thought about it carefully, the feeling was still quite unpleasant.

This can be tolerated once or twice, but if it remains like this for a lifetime, the fat man will seem to be living in a Skinner box that always gives him negative feedback.

Who can withstand this?

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

"Master, do you think I'm pretentious?"

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

"Oh, I know it very well. I want to change it, but it's so 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 arrange a task for you later."

"No, no, no, master, don't do this. I...I don't want to ruin your great cause." The fat man said quickly: "Master, do you know what I was thinking when I felt my heartbeat was about to stop?"

"What?"

The fat man blushed slightly, "Actually, I don't think death is that scary, really. Maybe it's a relief to me."

Chen Feng stared, "Huh?"

Fatty: "I'm always worried that I can't control myself, and I insist on interfering with something, and then mess up the matter and drag you down. Since I'm such a waste, besides singing the songs you wrote for me, Master Nothing works. I am the sole heir of the Ouhe Group. Maybe if I die, it would be better for my father to pass the company directly to my eldest son. I don’t want to drag down the progress of civilization and be a sinner through the ages. Every time I read history books, I feel that people like King Zhou You, Emperor Chongzhen, and Liu Adou were so miserable. I would rather die early than become an Adou that others can't support after death."

Chen Feng was furious, "What are you talking about? Are you crazy? Didn't you do a good job before?"

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

Chen Feng: "Emmm..."

We had been chatting to death that day, but Chen Feng was really shocked. The emotional fat man was really determined to die.

"Master, are you worried about whether the Ou family can spread its branches? You don't have to worry about this. I have saved a lot these days. They are all stored in the refrigerator in the basement. In the future, I will find a surrogate mother and start a football team. At least it’s enough to come out.”

Chen Feng stared, thinking to himself, no wonder Song Siyu is pregnant, and she looked like she was overindulging during the conference call a few days ago.

He almost died suddenly on the spot after overexercising, which had nothing to do with the nightly entertainment that followed.

Your love story is hidden here, are you ready to ambush me?

You are really a fucking talent!

Lose the face of the rich second generation!

But Chen Feng wanted to scold him, but he had too many flaws 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 still sighed with a face full of vicissitudes of life, "Master, just don't worry, no matter when I die, it will not affect the development of the Ou clan. The bottom line can also be like your last timeline, I just want to do better good."

Chen Feng: "Uh..."

Impressed.

I really lost.

After a long time, Chen Feng sighed, "Oh, you are thinking about it, you are inflated."

Fatty: "Huh?"

"I actually don't care that much about the Ou clan. I didn't before, and technology is still advancing, so your descendants are just the icing on the cake. It would be nice to have it, but it doesn't hurt my bones if I don't have it. Instead, I just You almost died this month because of the tension. If it happened after I passed, then things would have turned around. Even if you really died this time, I couldn't save you. There are infinite possibilities for people to live, so there is no need to be greedy for success. "

As he said that, Chen Feng's expression became slightly serious, "Forget it, I'm sorry, I have always ignored your feelings. I didn't ask you whether you agreed or not, and I didn't consider whether you were mentally prepared to drag you. Come up here. It's my turn to apologize to you for this matter."

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

"Fat man, I changed my mind. Try to do something and see if you can break your fate and turn yourself from a stumbling block of history to a turbocharged engine of history. My ultimate goal is to escape from the impossible future. I firmly believe that I can do it. Then you should also believe in yourself. You don’t need to think about the future after a thousand years, you only need to care about whether you can do better this time than last time. Whether it’s a stallion 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.

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

Chen Feng pondered for a moment, "You should be fully responsible for the overseas markets of Xingfeng Group's industries. Let's try to see how far we can go. Originally, Lao Meng was responsible for too many things, so you can share it with him. For details, just go ahead. have a look."

"What if I fail?"

Chen Feng spread his hands and said, "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 fail completely, we will only lose a moment." It’s just a line. I can afford to lose one chance. You are also a member of our team, so naturally I should give you a chance. Regardless of whether it is good or bad, you have to give it a try, right?"

Fatty Ou's spirit slowly recovered.

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

"Then it's settled."

"Um."

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

From a personal standpoint, these two goals are indistinguishable.

Ou Guohua and his wife arrived almost at the same time as the ambulance.

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

Fatty's mother threw all the blame on Albert Ou, accusing him of being too restrictive to Ou Junlang.

Albert Ou's accident when he exercised to lose weight must have been because he was criticized by Albert Ou for being too fat all day long.

"What's wrong with being fat? If I'm fat, I'm not worthy of being your son. Can you stop being a gibberish guy all day long? Eat more handsomely and be stronger. What's wrong? I have to be as thin as you to be a lightning bolt to be considered a human being?" Ou Guohua, let me tell you, if you don’t change your bad habits..."

When she walked into the gym and saw Chen Feng there, the protective mother quickly shut up.

Today is different from the past, Chen Feng is a real big shot.

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

After another round of greetings, the medical staff followed closely and conducted a quick inspection at the scene. After confirming that the fat man had passed the critical period, the professionals carefully lifted the man onto a stretcher and carried him into an ambulance.

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

Not long after, several other people from the rescue also called and asked about the situation. They were relieved when they realized that it was a false alarm.

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

His mind was turning over and over again the fat man's funny, yet vaguely touching decision.

I really want to take a vacation and be a salty fish.

The fat man was fine, but he was tired of salted fish and always wanted to fight hard. He actually planned to be a good stallion, which almost cost him his life.

It’s really dumbfounding.

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

Fatty knew that he and Song Siyu had good genes, and even though it would be embarrassing to tell them, he was still working hard to become a stud.

But what about yourself?

If there is anyone on this planet whose genes may bring about the biggest change to the entire civilization.

The answer is no doubt.

Chen Feng himself.

With a gene awakening level of 38.91%, it must be the strongest among humans now, and a thousand years from now, it will still be the strongest among humans in the galaxy.

According to the statement in the previous timeline that the combination of high arousal people is more likely to give birth to high arousal offspring, Chen Feng feels that if his genes can only be combined with an ordinary person with a 25% arousal level, 30 children will be born in the 21st century. It is not impossible for new human descendants to have arousal levels above %.

So he himself has indeed been wasting his talent.

The reasons he gave himself were also very good.

In the thirty-first 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 was almost destined to have no descendants.

People in the 21st century are even less likely to be able to withstand his genetic arousal.

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

But his thoughts could only remain in fantasy.

Because there is no such detailed genetic testing technology in the 21st century, it is impossible to accurately analyze the genes of two people, and it is impossible to use data to simulate and preview.

As for the in vitro fertilization or surrogacy that the fat man hoped for, Chen Feng didn't expect it at all.

That's not feasible at all.

Then why has he still refused to take that step with Zhong Lei?

Is it because he is really a saint?

Of course not.

Chen Feng knew the reason.

First of all, I can never let go of the idea of ​​using reproduction to promote the future. So when something happens between the two of them, he thinks that his heart will be impure, which is too unfair to Zhong Lei.

Secondly, he has been worried about "Morrowind" before, and he is still worried about it now.

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

Finally, he always believed that neither he nor Zhong Lei could indulge in low-level desires.

But now he had other ideas.

Maybe he shouldn't keep distance from Zhong Lei just to feel at ease.

This may seem responsible, but it is actually another kind of selfishness.

In order to satisfy personal moral values, it violates the principle of betting on a possible future at any cost.

Every time you fail, many people will die in the future.

It's still a crime.

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

Can I find the perfect solution?

Is there really a perfect solution?

Chen Feng fell into a strange logical dilemma.

This dilemma continued to trouble him until four days later.

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

He clasped his hands together and sat in front of the chair, still meditating.

The fingerprint lock on 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.