The real-life fight ended with Little Chubby's victory.
With one foot on the doctor's back, Little Chubby panted and said, "My Spiritual Root was detected early when I was three. At four, I hired famous teachers to teach me Qi Refining and body-tempering techniques. At five, I ruled kindergarten and became number one among my peers. At six, I entered elementary school and stayed the eternal runner-up until today. How can a worthless medical cultivator like you fight me?!" "Damn it, tonight I'll put laxatives in your drinking water!"
Ignoring the doctor's defeated-dog rambling, Little Chubby tossed down five dollars and pointed at the newsstand outside. "Take the money and buy yourself a copy of After the National College Entrance Examination. It comes with a hundred hours of game time. If you want to play, go play by yourself."
"What about you?"
Little Chubby picked up his backpack and roared, "I'm going to school! I can't keep falling like this—I'm going to school!"
"Then why won't you give me the game?"
"I still want to play!"
"...You really are conflicted."
"Thanks!"
Wiping away his nosebleed, Little Chubby shoved open the doctor's door and shouted at his parents outside, "You two should get checked too! Don't make me the only one seeing a doctor!" Intimidated by Little Chubby's momentum, the coal boss and his wife could only obediently enter and obediently see the doctor.
The doctor struggled to his feet, took out a pill from the cabinet, swallowed it, and told the couple, "I've examined him. Your son is fine, and his will is firm. In another two years, he might even develop a Dao Heart."
"Can that thing be surgically removed?" the coal boss asked nervously. "We followers of the Foolish Star Lord can't stand that sort of thing."
"Followers