A perfect life begins with changing the timeline.

Chapter 81 Fatty

It was still the same familiar darkness, and the same two people facing each other.

When Li Mu saw the middle-aged man opposite him who looked confused, was fat, bloated, and even a bit slovenly, he subconsciously called out "the other person's" name, and his expression became strange.

According to the wheelchair-bound man's analysis, every dream could be a time when his "future" generates a new "branch".

So, this guy's butt looks unusually wide, he must be at least 200-300 pounds... That's me!?

Is this my future?

? ? ? ?

How did I become like this?

Upon hearing his voice, the PLUS version of "Li Mu" on the other side snapped out of its daze and looked at the real Li Mu.

He was clearly stunned as well.

He looked Li Mu up and down and said:

"Huh? You?...Me? You..."

Similarly, his face was also filled with disbelief.

As she spoke, she looked down, and realizing she still couldn't see her toes and was still just as fat, she looked up again:

"Are you Li Mu?"

"...Can I ask you a question?"

Li Mu did not answer him directly, but instead posed his own question.

As for why this is the case, the reason is quite simple.

This was also the advice given by the wheelchair-bound man.

During the conversation with the wheelchair-bound man, he suddenly posed a very thought-provoking question:

"Li Mu, have you thought about this? If your future truly has infinite possibilities, then... there must be a future you're very satisfied with, one you wouldn't want to change. But because you haven't experienced that kind of satisfying life, haven't lived it, and haven't adjusted your mindset in time, you can't accept it. What would you do if you encountered this situation?"

To clarify the concept for Li Mu, the wheelchair-bound man even proposed a hypothesis that could be considered outrageous:

"For example, imagine you've experienced a deeply painful and unforgettable relationship with a woman, suffering a great setback, which leads you to fall in love with men. In the future, you're happily together with a man. Would you want that kind of life?"

When asked, Li Mu shook his head directly:

"Impossible! I could never fall in love with a man!"

But the wheelchair-bound man remained calm in the face of this response:

"Look, this is the kind of situation I'm talking about. In my time, some young people did experience this, some even looked prettier than girls when dressed as women, and some even chose to have surgery to become women... What if, what if you really had that kind of future? What would you do?"

So, when asked about an area where his knowledge was lacking, Li Mu could only blankly ask back:

"What should we do then?"

The wheelchair-bound man's answer was also very simple:

"Aside from my tragically tragic life, Li Mu, you need to understand that not everyone wants their past self to completely erase their future. Most of us in the future, or rather, most people, simply desire a way to undo our mistakes. Like me, I feel the same way. Rather than you killing me, I'd rather have a way to undo my mistakes and prevent myself from buying that car that paralyzed me. But I also understand that if that way to undo my mistakes truly changed the future, then the me sitting in the wheelchair now wouldn't exist either. This is an inevitable event, and one you must avoid."

Li Mu's brows furrowed instantly.

"So you see, if someone in the future is satisfied with their life and doesn't want to change it, how will they treat you when they find out you can change their future? Have you thought about that?"

The wheelchair-bound man kept throwing out one question after another, combining his present self with some future situation, creating one dead end after another that left Li Mu at a loss for what to do.

Therefore, the final conclusion is:

"So, the safest approach is to learn about his experiences, use this dream as a disguise, ask him about his past, and then relate it to your own. If it's the life you want, then go with it. If it's not the future you want, then change it. Then you'll generate more futures, and among these futures, choose the kind of life you most want to live. Believe me, people are never wary of themselves."

Li Mu found it very reasonable, and even felt that he had benefited greatly whenever he thought about his conversation with the wheelchair-bound man.

So, instead of reacting with surprise, absurdity, or anything else as before, he spoke plainly, presenting himself as if it were a "dream," and asked the fat man before him:

"How did you get so fat?"

"Well……"

Fatty was stunned for a moment, then looked Li Mu up and down again.

Then, in a very normal tone, he said:

"The food here in the US is too high in calories and sugar, and before you know it, you've become like this."

In an instant, Li Mu grasped a key word.

USA!?

Why are you in America? We are Chinese.

"?"

The fat guy looked puzzled, but after seeing Li Mu's lean physique, he seemed to understand something and gave a slightly wry smile:

"No, that's no longer the case. After 9/11, we got our green cards based on the photos we took back then."

"...What is 911?"

"Hmm, you really don't know anything?"

Fatty was shocked:

"Aren't you me? How come you don't even know these things?"

Upon hearing this, Li Mu maintained his unhurried pace and said:

"Is this a dream? I really want to hear your story, can you tell me?"

As it turned out, just as the wheelchair-bound guy had said, the fat guy had almost no wariness of his past self and readily agreed.

"OK."

As he spoke, he sat down directly.

His enormous body, like a writhing mountain of flesh, sat in a dark space, his shape resembling a triangle... This gave a clear indication of just how fat he was.

"Hmm, don't people say that when you're dreaming, you're not even aware that you're dreaming? Hehe, that's quite interesting."

The fat guy's expression remained relaxed; he even waved when he saw Li Mu still standing there.

"You sit down too, let's sit down and talk. Hmm, can Dr. Pepper conjure up from here? I'm a little thirsty."

"..."

Li Mu remained silent.

I thought to myself, why don't you just drink some plain water?

The dark space is unrepresentative.

Nothing happened.

Clearly, Fatty was out of drinks.

Seeing this, he clicked his tongue, and his voice rang out from the darkness:

"To tell the story, it all started when I graduated from university and joined the Southern Metropolis Daily..."

"No, I want to hear how you came to America and what happened after you came here."