Chapter 1

"Fatso, if you don't lose weight, you'll die."

When Guo Tailai left the school hospital accompanied by Liu Yang, the elderly school doctor earnestly warned him with these words.

Neither of them contradicted him; there was no way to. Guo Tailai was indeed a big fat man. Although he was 1.9 meters tall, he weighed over 300 kilograms, looking like a mountain of flesh.

Just four days ago, Guo Tailai fainted from heatstroke at the entrance of the Hall of Supreme Harmony in the Forbidden City. His breathing and heartbeat stopped for a full hour, and it took great effort to revive him. He was unconscious for three days before he woke up.

The fat man was riddled with illnesses: high blood pressure, coronary heart disease, severe fatty liver, chronic pharyngitis, plantar fasciitis, and Achilles tendinitis. This time, the doctor diagnosed him with pulmonary embolism, where a blood clot blocked his blood vessels, nearly costing him his life.

Guo Tailai and Liu Yang could still distinguish between good and bad advice. Guo Tailai hurriedly thanked the doctor and then slowly left the school hospital with Liu Yang's support.

How he was rescued and how he was sent back to the school hospital, Guo Tailai had no memory of it. The only thing that left a deep impression was that when he first fell unconscious, a stunningly beautiful woman lifted his eyelids to examine his pupils. That was all.

"Let's go!" Liu Yang accompanied Guo Tailai as they slowly strolled around the campus towards the dormitory, saying, "We haven't said anything to you these past years, but Fatso, you really need to lose weight."

"Sure, I know. I'll start losing weight right away," Guo Tailai agreed, slowly strolling and looking around at the familiar campus scenery.

"Report the progress of the blood clot removal." A thought flashed through Guo Tailai's mind.

"Blood clot removal progress: 0.73%, ongoing..." Instantly, a response came to Guo Tailai's mind.

Everyone thought Guo Tailai had fainted from heatstroke due to his excessive weight, but only Guo Tailai knew that during the hour his breathing and heartbeat stopped, ten thousand nanobots and a nanobot control system had entered his body.

During those three days of unconsciousness, countless unknown pieces of information flooded Guo Tailai's mind, like a vast and boundless database. Whatever Guo Tailai was interested in—machinery, weapons, films, games, and more—was all there, incredibly clear yet dreamlike.

Not only that, but there were also companies he had heard of and those he hadn't, events that had happened and those that hadn't. When Guo Tailai woke up, it was as if he had the memory of a future life, though it might also have been a dream.

He didn't know whose life experiences these were, and there was no trace of himself in the dream. However, the future world in the dream was fascinating, and Guo Tailai didn't want to die young. He wanted to take a good look at it.

The nanobots in Guo Tailai's body are called i-type nanobots, or simply i-nanobots. Of course, in Guo Tailai's mind, they are just nanobots, even the "i" is omitted.

The nanobots are very small, measuring only 0.15 micrometers in length, width, and height when inactive. Human cells average 10 to 25 micrometers in size, so these nanobots can easily enter human cells.

In Guo Tailai's current understanding, these i-nanobots should fall under the category of medical robots.

Two hours ago, Guo Tailai gave the control system an order to remove the blood clots in his blood vessels, and the nanobots immediately started working, continuing until now.

The full name of the control system should be the i-nanobot Control System v1.38, complete with a version number, which left Guo Tailai speechless.

"Please increase the number of nanobots as soon as possible to meet the conditions for upgrading the control system version." Just as he was complaining about the version number of the control system in his mind, he received a message.

In fact, the nanobot control system now exists within Guo Tailai's nervous system, completely integrated. In other words, Guo Tailai is the control system, and the control system is Guo Tailai. Whether he was complaining or asking questions, it was all directed at himself.

The control system can currently control up to one million nanobots, but there are only ten thousand nanobots, a hundred times fewer.

This means that no matter what Guo Tailai wants to do, the effect is minimal. The number of nanobots is too small, and their speed cannot be increased.

For example, the most urgent task of removing blood clots has only cleared 0.73% in two hours since he gave the order. At this rate, it will take 278 hours, or 11.5 days, to completely remove all the blood clots in his blood vessels, even though the clots are not very large.

If the maximum control number could be reached, it would take less than three hours to complete. Besides the blood clots, there are many other medical issues with Guo Tailai's body, and ten thousand nanobots are far from enough.

For weight loss, i-nanobots can achieve the goal.

Nanobots generate power by burning fat within the body. Under normal conditions, one nanobot can consume 0.3 micrograms of fat per day.

However, for Guo Tailai to have ten thousand nanobots consume 150 kilograms of fat, it would take 25 million days, or about 68,500 years. Relying solely on nanobots for weight loss, at this rate, is hopeless in this lifetime.

If weight loss is this difficult, treating other diseases will be even more challenging. Therefore, increasing the number of nanobots has become an urgent priority.

The good news is that nanobots can self-replicate, but the bad news is that the material needed for self-replication is micrometer-level titanium powder. As of now, Guo Tailai has no idea where to find micrometer-level titanium powder.

"What's the date today?" Guo Tailai asked Liu Yang, having already become a bit breathless after walking a couple of hundred meters.

"3rd," Liu Yang replied, seemingly afraid that Guo Tailai might not remember clearly, and added, "Three years ago, on this day, the Galaxy was forced to anchor in international waters. Does this help you remember this day of narrowly escaping death?"

Guo Tailai fell silent. Liu Yang was a hot-headed youth, but at this time, which college student wasn't? Guo Tailai himself also clenched his teeth when he heard the name Galaxy.

It was an insult that all Chinese people would grit their teeth over. In the dream of the future, Guo Tailai saw a different scene: a strong, confident, and composed homeland, a beautiful sight.

In the dream of the future, Guo Tailai saw a very interesting quote: "We fight not to change the world, but to prevent the world from changing us."

It sounded philosophical, but now, Guo Tailai suddenly felt that if he could slightly change the world, it might be more interesting. After all, he had already experienced that world in the dream; what was the point of repeating it?

Guo Tailai didn't dare to say he could definitely change the world, but with the knowledge from the dream, he could at least accelerate certain changes, right?