Chapter 75: The Strongest King Dies as a Fat House
Zhang Dadao was cursing in his heart at this moment, the reason was very simple, the fat man in front of him was definitely a poor guy. Although the fat man had not been in the Seventh Hospital for a long time, Zhang Dadao knew him quite well. Most of his knowledge about the ACG world, except for his childhood memories, came from this little fat man.
Greedy, lazy, stupid, fat, cowardly! This fat guy, nicknamed "Dead Fat House" or "Dead Fat Boy" in the Seventh Hospital, has almost all the shortcomings that a fat man may have. Meeting him in such a place, Zhang Dadao himself felt that he was unlucky, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "Not good, it's wrong not to be able to see my own fortune, I wouldn't have come out earlier!"
The real name of the dead fat otaku is Xu Cheng. He is one or two years older than Zhang Dadao, but he is fat and stays at home. His fair skin makes him look younger than he actually is. In addition, he is not tall, so he can only be considered a little fat. This little fat guy was sent to the Seventh Hospital three years ago for an interesting reason: he was addicted to the Internet and was sent to the Seventh Hospital to treat his Internet addiction.
This matter seems a bit ridiculous now. Internet addiction is not strictly a mental illness, but in the era when Professor Yang was the boss, the little fat boy was lucky not to be dragged for electrotherapy. Zhang Dadao had a gloomy face, rolled his eyes and looked tired. He looked at the excited little fat boy in front of him with a depressed look, and said with a pout: "Daoye ran away. Don't you watch the news? I guess the news has already spread?"
The fat boy was stunned, and immediately took out a mobile phone. His carrot-like fingers quickly swept across the screen, and he said, "I have been trying to become a king these two days, and just made it to the first zone king group. I haven't read the news much! Oh, I got it, it's actually true! Brother Tianshi, you are so awesome, you can even do this."
Zhang Dadao nodded: "Yeah, it's nothing big. Where are you going? Is there something? If you have something, just go about it." Zhang Dadao looked perfunctory and waved his hands as if to shoo away a fly.
The fat otaku seemed not to notice and kept saying, "It's okay, I'm not busy! What else do you have to do after meeting Brother Tianshi? How did you escape? Let's talk about it! What are your plans now that you're out? How about you stay at my house first?" The little fat guy was very enthusiastic.
Zhang Dadao made a "tsk tsk" sound as if he had a toothache, and licked his gums and said, "Damn it, what do you mean? Are you going to report me? Tell me how much the reward is for those guys from the Seventh Hospital?" Zhang Dadao was a little surprised. Given his friendship with the fat man and the fat man's stingy personality, it didn't seem like he would invite him.
The fat man was stunned and quickly shook his head and said, "No, no, I really didn't mean that. Besides, I'm rich now, so I won't betray you, Brother Tianshi!" The fat man was just being polite. He didn't expect Zhang Dadao to take it seriously. He couldn't say it directly so he could only explain.
Zhang Dadao was stunned, and seemed to be more energetic: "Rich? Yes! You have some money to live here! But I know your family is rich, isn't it said that your father and mother are very stingy?"
The little fat man nodded and said, "Yeah, they don't want to give me money now! But I can make money myself. I do live broadcasts online and sell meat floss cakes, fish tofu and other things. I can make a lot of money in a month! LOL, do you know?"
Zhang Dadao nodded and waved his hand, saying, "I've heard of it. Look, the new doctor Su Jinjin in the hospital has played it! What you mean is that you are also a rich man now, right?"
The little fat man nodded, and Zhang Dadao narrowed his eyes seriously, bowed twice and said, "My benefactor, I see that you and I have a predestined relationship, and we meet again today! I was just about to guide you on the path of loss in the world, I wonder what you think!"
Zhang Dadao's style suddenly changed. The little fat man was completely stunned. After pondering for a while, he realized that something was wrong. He murmured, "Well, Brother Tianshi, are you not cured of your schizophrenia? How about I go and fix the console first? My Xbox is broken. I'll go first, I'll go first!" The little fat man picked up the game console and was about to leave.
Zhang Dadao jumped onto the table. No one knew how he jumped onto the table while sitting cross-legged. Then he pounced on the little fat man and put his arm around his shoulders. He said seriously, "Fellow Daoist, please stay!"
“Shen Gongbao?” The little fat man’s face changed and he sat down on the ground with a plop. He waved his hands and said, “Brother Tianshi, please spare me. There’s nothing on the Internet saying that you have violent tendencies! Please spare me, please spare me!”
Zhang Dadao was also a little depressed. He never thought that the fat man was so cowardly. He pretended to be an expert, but the guy was actually scared. He could only change the style of painting back and kicked the fat man and said, "Why are you crazy? Who wants to hit you? Get up! I just asked if you want me to tell your fortune. Are you so scared?"
"Fortune-telling?" The little fat man rolled his eyes and said, "Brother Tianshi? When did you learn fortune-telling?"
"Hasn't it always been like this?" Zhang Dadao was a little puzzled.
The little fat man smiled and said, "No! In the past, when we were in the courtyard, I asked you if you knew it, and you told me that you should not talk nonsense about destiny, and that a gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement , and how can you let fate determine the deeds of a hero? Well, that's what you said! There was also dialectical materialism and something like that. I have a good memory, so I definitely remembered it correctly."
"Ah?" Zhang Dadao was embarrassed. He laughed dryly twice and explained, "What I meant was that you can't predict your life's destiny! Even if I calculate your fortune for the next few days, what's wrong with that? You don't give me face! I just opened the shop today, can't you take care of my business?"
The little fat man touched his pocket and said a little embarrassedly: "I also want to take care of your business, Brother Tianshi, but I don't have any change!"
"Change?" Zhang Dadao was immediately angry. "Who takes change? I charge 200 yuan for each divination. It's just right that you don't have change!"
The fat man's face changed, and he was about to speak, but Zhang Dadao immediately took out his mobile phone and said, "Don't worry if you don't have enough money, you can transfer it through your mobile phone! I also have a POS machine, which I will bring to you in a moment! It accepts credit cards, checks, and everything! You can also donate your organs."
The little fat man was really at a loss now, so he forced himself to change the subject, looking around and said, "Well, it's not a problem, but there's no rush! Brother Tianshi, why are you here? This area is the territory of Wang the Evil. That guy is very evil. If he sees you, he will definitely find someone to beat you up!"
Zhang Dadao was stunned, and rubbed his chin and said, "Wang Evil Young Master? Isn't that Wang Erxiao? Do you know him?"
The little fat man nodded repeatedly and said, "I know him. His family are all officials. They are very fierce! Last time I passed by his house, I spat and was almost beaten by him. How about we go to another place? It's almost time for lunch. I'll treat you, brother Tianshi, to some kebabs! There's a kebab shop in the back. Wait for me to go back and get the electric kebab!" The fat man said and was about to run again.
This little fat guy, no matter what he does, the consciousness of running away is almost deeply rooted in his bones. However, Zhang Dadao didn't know him yet. Just when he turned around, the little fat guy was grabbed by Zhang Dadao again. Zhang Dadao pouted and said, "Your luck is not very good today. I am now living in Wang Erxiao's house. The clothes and pants on my body were taken from him by force. Do you think it's useful to scare me with him? Be honest and pay for a fortune-telling. Don't you have money? Don't you want to two hundred yuan?"
The fat boy had a depressed look on his face. He was dragged to the front of the table by Zhang Dadao while sighing. He acted like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water and said stubbornly: "Brother Tianshi, we are acquaintances after all. You can't just trap me alone, right? Young Master Wang is really powerful. It would be a disaster if he heard what you said just now!" The fat boy would never believe what Zhang Dadao said. It didn't sound credible to him to say that he was a mentally ill man who had just escaped.
