Living in Marvel World with DOTA System

The crowd was enthusiastic about our fight, even they are just a small number of people we can hear loud applause and some of them are shouting like "what a good fight!"," don't disappoint us in your next fight!" etc. I walk through the hallways and some are waiting on me if I'm not wrong some of them are scouting me and recruit to their gym.

???: Hello Mr. Cruz I would like to talk-…

Before he finished his sentence Leonard step-up on my front and said…

Leonard: no!... he's already on a gym so you can't blabber about him that you want to recruit him.

???: but sir!... we're not a scout from any gym but a sponsor… if you don't want to talk about it, I can go now.

The word sponsors perk to our ears even to the point that Leonard attitude to 180 degrees.

Leonard: aiya!... so sorry bro!... hahaha I never thought you are a sponsor! (he chuckled) if you can tell… what sponsoring group are you?

The middle-aged man just smile wearily and suddenly he picks up something from his pocket, took a card and giving it to me.

???: I am George a sponsoring department of Rand Industries.

Leonard and I were so surprised about the sponsor, it's Rand industries we are talking about! If there are just small companies or agency, we will take it for granted. Leonard and I whispering each other if we accept him or not.

Leonard: This is a pretty good sponsor but it can be a double edge sword. (While whispering to my ear)

Me: yeah… I know so what's your decision?

George suddenly interrupted our bickering and said something.

George: we can discuss it in the future if you decide to accept our sponsor. You have a week to decide about it so take care…

We watch him go away from us headed to the exit. After finishing all the things I must do in the exam, Leonard told me that I need to recuperate for a few days and focus on my school.

Leonard: we will discuss this sponsor on Saturday so just focus on studying, got it?

Me: no problem coach…

Next day Monday morning, my mom still didn't know about the pro licensed test. She is still not answering my calls or text, maybe she's just busy with her mission. In my way to school, riding with my great bicycle, I notice that whenever I am, they are looking at me suspiciously because of bruises on my face. I can hear some of them saying, "did he do something again?" "What a bastard, making the school reputation worse" etc.

I opened up the classroom door, and I saw Jerry talking to his "new girlfriend". I sat down to his left side without knowing I am there. I just use my elbow to know that I'm already on his side.

Me: hey it's not a flirting room moron!

Jerry: oh! you're back… what happens to your face?

When Jerry talk about my face what happens that all of my classmates look at me. Instead of answering him, I just give him my card, my professional license card in boxing.

Me: here's my answer to it.

Jerry: huh? What this? Boxing… Professional… license? You're a boxer now!!!

All of my classmates heard the word boxing, they were dumbfounded and even some of them shout like "what? He's a boxer?!".

Me: yeah… what's the problem? (while taking my license on Jerry's hand)

Jerry: no… no… that's the problem! Look at your body! Oh... maybe you just got passed barely right?

Me: no it's not!

Jerry: then whose your opponent's name huh? *slurp* (drinking a juice)

Me: maybe you don't know him, why would I tell you?

Jerry: come on man…. What's his name?

Me: uhh… if I remember correctly… his name is Garry…

The whole classroom quiets down after they heard the name, you can even hear a pencil or other things have been drooped in the ground.

Jerry: *puff * *cough* Ga-Garry the undefeated? Did you fight him?

Me: yeah… cause we are almost the same weigh, to begin with

Jerry: I can see why your face is like that huh? So how many seconds did you survive?

While we are talking about my boxing fight, some of my classmates take courage to talk to me about my fight.

Classmate 1: Is he really strong just like what the rumors said?

Classmate 2: hey why did decide to do boxing?

I was about to answer the questions, our teacher is already in the class and started right away. After the lesson end, it's lunchtime, Jerry and I go to our cafeteria to buy lunch. Jerry is like a talking machine, he never stops. We get our tray and order for any food we like, their prices can be high if you're low on money but still worth it because it's delicious all I can say.

Jerry: their food here is delicious isn't it? So what happens to your fight with Garry? How about this, I will bet 5$ that you didn't last a minute!

Me: yeah… affordable price plus it's quite good. About the fight (while getting his money) I even last a round hahaha (I chuckled)

Jerry: what?! No way!

Me: yes way!... if you don't believe me, I have a tape in our fight. You can go borrow it anyways…

Our class ends at 4:00 in the afternoon, if you are in the club you will be late always. I don't have time to do something like a club or something, time is running for me even on extinction-level disasters in the future.

I reached our apartment, and look at my system panel. Only 190 experience left for leveling up. And I got 10 free to allocate to any status points. I decided that I should not use this free allocation stats point till I get 20 on all stats.

[Quest Complete: just one hit!

Make a counter-attack to your opponent

Quest Rewards: +3 free allocation stats points, +4 skills points, 100 gold, 1000 exp]

[Your boxing mastery has been level up into intermediate]

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While I was focused on the system panel, then suddenly hit an idea.

Me: aha! I think I get it! How the auxiliary skills on system level up. I am such an idiot not know about it. (I smile dryly)