Gaining weight by itself was not enough to stop his hair from turning gray. After his beard turned completely white, his white hair began to grow a little on his head.

He still needs to use diet to control the speed of the white hair spreading.

He cooks beans and eats them every now and then, and endures his nausea by eating compressed soy products. In addition, soy milk is actually pretty good, and he quite likes it with sugar in it.

The only problem with soy milk is that it is too thin and the dosage is not enough.

Through hard work, Lanze's weight exceeded the 190 mark.

Big muscles with clear lines. When you exert force, it looks a bit eye-catching.

Every time he goes to the community gym, his own figure in the mirror on the wall always reminds him of braised chicken legs.

After exercising with students, there are always curious new faces asking this and that.

He has enough students for the time being. Any more students will affect his main business of microbial design.

Moreover, he knew very well that his goal of gaining fat was not achieved at all, and the energy he consumed obviously went astray.

Unless the well-defined muscles on the body disappear, there is no hope of achieving body fat.

Muscles are large energy consumers. The food you eat turns into muscles, and when the muscles are activated, they consume more food energy. This is simply an endless cycle that excludes body fat.

Lan Ze had no choice. When there were no students to make appointments for tutoring, he began to go to the community gym as little as possible and lie down at home instead. Lying alone was too lonely and boring, so he went to the community activity center and found a place where people came and went.

Get a chair and sit down to play with your bracelet; or find a comfortable cushion to lean against the wall and lie down in a daze.

Try to lie down and try to eat.

With methodical and directional efforts, all incredible goals can be achieved.

By the spring of 2237, he successfully made his muscle lines invisible. The large muscles were hidden under the body fat layer and condensed into one body.

My weight is more than fifty kilograms more than my original goal of one hundred and ninety kilograms.

His current body shape is not pretty at all, he can be said to be a fat man, and he is a big fat man with a very bulky appearance.

While drinking soy milk every day, the trend of hair graying is reversing. The effect is not as fast as that of oral contraceptives, but the reversal trend is obvious and stable. The hair is almost all black, and the new stubble is not all.

They are white, and many of them are also colored.

The only loss was that at the community gym, almost all the clients who came to him as personal trainers ran away. Business was quite light. The days when there were no orders for microorganisms became a little difficult.

Lan Ze felt that those people were ignorant. When he raised his arms now, they still had an inverted triangle shape. But his waist was much thicker, and the sizes of his clothes and pants were increased by a few Xs. There was no denying this.

On the day Zhang He finally returned home, Lan Ze went to pick her up at the subway underground station.

Zhang He appeared at the exit with his suitcase in hand. He had already seen his figure. He looked around before walking forward in disbelief.

I stood in front of him, looked at him for a long time, and uttered two words: "Scary."

Lan Ze couldn't help but grin, revealing his small fangs that were shining brightly.

Sister Hehua'er's eyes immediately softened.

She reached out and knocked on Lanze's shoulder: "What exactly did you do to yourself to make you so wide now?"

"Has it become wider?" Lanze himself has never noticed this. What he cares about every day is: have he gained weight? Have his muscles become invisible?

"Well, it feels pretty good." My sister stopped. "With your current body shape, your face is surprisingly cute."

It looks just like an oversized baby bear.

"What? I'm not a child anymore..." Lanze protested.

"Lift me, try lifting me," my sister was no longer a child. She threw away the suitcase, stretched out her arms and asked excitedly to lift her up high.

So Lan Ze squatted down and hugged her legs, and stood up. He held her with one arm and raised her high. At the same time, he picked up the suitcase's lever. His sister held his head with her hands and leaned half of her body on it.

On his shoulders, he has a good view from a distance.

"That's right, you are no longer a child." My sister said happily, "I am coming back this time with a mission."

"What mission? Does it have anything to do with me?"

"Adult Lanze," Sister Hehua'er condescendingly rubbed his head, "It's time for us to have a child!"

Lanze let her slide down him.

He was a little excited when the two met, but it was not good to hug each other in the hall in public. So he gently let go of Zhang He.

"Happy twenty-five, Xiaolan." Sister Hehuaer's fingers were still in his hair, and she said softly with her face raised.

Lan Ze's face turned red.

His birthday was within the next few days, so I didn't pay much attention to it.

For some reasons, the day when he appeared in the world was not certain, so his mother, Teacher Bai, randomly designated a day. Lanze has never felt a sense of belonging to his birthday; but he will turn 25 in a few days.

This is certain.

Zhang He's birthday is at the end of the year. At the end of 2036, Lan Ze was busy eating all day to gain weight. Zhang He turned 30 years old. In those days, she had a lot of emotions. It was nothing more than youth passing away and time passing by.

If she didn't reply, Captain Zhang would actually be thirty years old one day.

Lan Ze has always felt that thirty is far away. Now, thirty is right in front of him.

There is no hint of the greenness of an unripe fruit, your smile is sweet and full, your skin is moist, and your whole person is glowing from the inside out. This is the best age.

"If I don't have children, I will soon be unable to pay off my debts," my sister said.

"Ah, what's wrong?"

"Tax, haven't you been deducted?"

"...deducted."

The most cruel and inhumane tax in this country is the birth tax that promotes the birth of children.

After the age of thirty, the tax rate reaches another threshold.

The taxes for the first year were settled in January of the second year. A few days after Zhang He turned thirty, he was hit by the increased tax rate. His flesh hurt.

Lan Ze has to pay income tax as a fitness personal trainer. However, the majority of his income is the commission from orders for microbial designers. Due to industry policies, this income is income tax-free. But all income, regardless of whether income tax is paid or not, is taxable.

Another layer will be wiped out by the birth tax.

It turns out that he worked as a teaching assistant in school for more than two years and was just over 20 years old. Although his income was not high at that time, the birth tax rate was extremely low. But he didn't feel much at all.

As we grow older, the tax rate also increases. From peeling off layers of skin to chopping off pieces of meat, the pain increases year by year. Unless you have a hidden disease that will cut off your children and grandchildren, you can apply for exemption; otherwise, if you don’t have enough children, this tax will not be paid.

will disappear.

"Alas..." The two faced each other and sighed.

No matter how high the income is, it is no match for the tax cut. Zhang He owes a large amount of debt to the consortium, and while paying back the principal, there is also annual interest to pay. She can no longer afford to waste money.

Coming out of the subway station, the underground passage in front of you has two directions. One leads to the parking lot for unmanned cars, where you can rent a car nearby. The other end leads to the bus station.

"Let's go to the bus stop and go home." Zhang He weakly dragged Lan Ze, who followed her dragging his suitcase.
Chapter completed!