Capítulo 14: Fatty's Ambition
"Wh-what?" Fatty suddenly stammered. He was sure that he had heard correctly.
Under Fatty's gaze, Mu Fan solemnly repeated, "I should be able to do that too."
With that, Mu Fan stood up and walked toward the training ground under the fatty's admiring gaze.
Standing still, his body was like a piece of wood. He lifted his right leg and suddenly put it down. Then, he stepped forward with his left leg. Then, he suddenly turned sideways, as if he had broken the laws of physics. When his waist was almost twisted, his right leg cut through the night sky like a bolt of lightning. Before the afterimages were gone, Fatty felt the ground shake, like a heavy step from an ancient mammoth. When the sound wave reached his mind, Fatty was still staring blankly at the wooden stake that had been shattered by the kick. He had not even closed his jaw.
After a short period of silence, "Ah! Master, accept me as your disciple!" The fatty burst forth with strength that did not match his body at all. He suddenly shot up from the ground and charged toward Mu Fan like a cannonball. When Mu Fan thought to stop the fatty's momentum with his hands or feet, the fatty was already two meters away from Mu Fan. He knelt down and slid forward to Mu Fan's legs like he was pushing a mountain. He hugged him and howled.
"This is not real. I can actually see the movements from video in real. Brother! Please accept me as your disciple!" Fatty, who had never been violent in his life, saw the movements in front of him. If he had not confirmed that the boy had seen the Sky Vision with him, he would have thought that he was the right foot of darkness.
I met an expert today, so I had to perform better. Fatty couldn't care less about anything else. He concentrated on holding Mu Fan's thigh and didn't care about Mu Fan's twitching facial muscles at all.
He still owes me 500 tips… He still owes me 500 tips… Mu Fan tried hard not to kick the fat guy, who was on his knees, away. He chanted the most attractive number in his heart.
"Master, accept me as your disciple!" The fatty stopped howling this time.
When he saw Mu Fan's cold eyes looking at his hands, which were holding his thigh, the fatty subconsciously withdrew his hands. However, before Mu Fan could pull back his feet, he firmly grabbed the bottom of Mu Fan's pants, as if he would fly away if he let go.
"Why do you say that?" Mu Fan did not realize how much he had shocked the knowledgeable fatty.
Brother, do you really not know that that action is something a human can do? The fatty thought to himself as he looked at Mu Fan with flattery and said, "I have never seen that action before. Master, take me as your disciple. I will be absolutely obedient."
"Not interested." Mu Fan gently pulled his leg back.
"Master, Master! Please accept me as your disciple. I can bear hardships." When he saw Mu Fan's calm and collected appearance, the fatty was anxious, afraid that the master would leave if he was not satisfied.
"Let's go to PO Battle Network together. We'll definitely be famous." When the fatty saw that Mu Fan was still not interested, he could not help but be anxious. He directly howled, "Teacher, teacher, take me as your disciple. I don't want my pocket money anymore. I'll give it to you as tuition fees!"
Mu Fan's ears immediately perked up. "School fees? You still owe me 500 tips. Don't try to get away with it." He was a little angry when he thought that the fatty was going to treat his tips as his tuition fees.
"Here you go. Here you go. The tuition fees are extra."
"How much?" Mu Fan's reaction was particularly quick at that moment. He touched his nose awkwardly. "But I don't have anything to teach you. I don't know how to do it. I only learned it from the video game." Mu Fan had always been honest. Although the tuition fees sounded tempting, he still told the fatty in front of him the truth.
"It's okay, it's okay! If I didn't learn that move, I wouldn't be able to learn it even if you taught me." Fatty shook his head like a rattle-drum. He did not even think about it.
"Trainer, no, Master, you will play PO Battle Internet Café with me." The fatty looked at Mu Fan sincerely. Under the Master's special training, he could definitely make the jaws of his classmates drop in a few days, and they would still dare to laugh at him. The fatty was already thinking.
"But… I don't know how to play PO Battle Network." Mu Fan was even more puzzled.
"It's okay. I'll teach you!"
"I don't have tuition fees."
"I'll pay the tuition fees. Master, you can come with me." The fatty answered twice in a row. He could see that this was an expert who hid his skills. He had hit the jackpot. Furthermore, he must cling to him. This was the kind of opportunity he was looking for. Thank you, Dad. Thank you, Uncle Wu.
"Well, never mind." Mu Fan hesitated for a while but still refused. His top priority now was to earn money. He did not have the time to think about anything else.
"What's the matter, guru?" Fatty was on the brink of tears. The opportunity for his mecha to break through the Silver Quality Star Chasm lay with this silent expert.
"I still need to work to earn money. I am quite satisfied with this job." Mu Fan thought of the free nutrition meal in the canteen and was quite satisfied.
"What's your daily salary?" asked the fatty as he stood up.
"500-star dollars. I'll keep all the tips for myself," answered Mu Fan honestly.
"Master, I will be here for the next two weeks. I will go and apply for a high-level VIP in a while. You will be designated as my sparring partner. I will pay an extra 1,000-star dollars tip every day. Can you come with me to PO Battle Network?" said the fatty to Mu Fan. It was rare for him to be serious.
"Okay." Mu Fan agreed decisively. It would be a waste not to earn this kind of money.
"I'll bring the photon computer tomorrow. It's for you. The apprenticeship gift." The fatty knew Mu Fan's difficulty and took the initiative to ask.
"No, I'll buy it myself." Mu Fan would not accept gifts from others for no reason.
"Don't be in a hurry to refuse. You can pay me back when you have the money in the future. You need to enter the PO Battle Network too. Not only that, but you can also log in when you go home with the photon computer." The fatty considered everything.
"Well, okay. I don't want the tip anymore. Just take it as me returning your money. I'll compensate you with the photon processor later," said Mu Fan firmly after some hesitation.
"No, okay, give me more money." The fatty, who wanted to say no, saw the determination in Mu Fan's eyes and stopped.
Could a person who could perform the moves of a diamond five-star combat master be an ordinary person? Fat brother, I have good eyes. Humph, this is my secret weapon. After half a month, I will make all of you drop your jaws in shock. I will make regret for laughing at me for being fat. Wait and see.
"Also, my name is Mu Fan. You don't have to call me anything else." Mu Fan could not read other people's hearts, but he was sensitive by nature and could see the sincerity in the fatty's eyes. This fatty did not have the annoying behavior of a wealthy person. He did not look at others as if they were better than him, nor did he look at him with mockery or disdain.
When our Young Master Harry saw Mu Fan say this to him, he was a little stunned. Because of his body size, he had always felt a little inferior. He was usually immersed in the virtual world, and his social circle was becoming smaller, almost like a geek. However, at this time, excitement emerged in his eyes. "My—my name is Harry. Master—no, Mu Fan, hello."
The fatty nervously stretched out his right hand.
Mu Fan lightly shook his hands.
The figures of the two teenagers froze in an instant. A kind of ambition sprouted in the fatty's heart. It was for the future… or friendship… or dreams!
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