After transmigrating to Britain, Su Luo becomes a water-boy with the fitness of a wet noodle.
Coach: “Get out there and make up the numbers. Just stand there like a training dummy.”
Su Luo: “Got it. I’m an expert at getting paid to do nothing.”
But the moment he steps onto the pitch, the [Football Loan System] activates! Zero down, instant approval!
Unable to resist, Su Luo impulsively takes out a loan for [Pirlo’s Max-Level Long Pass].
The whole stadium is stunned: This guy covers less ground than a goalkeeper, yet he just stood still and punched a hole through Manchester United’s defense with one kick?!
Showing off feels great in the moment, but paying it back is hell.
To balance the books and stay alive, Su Luo gets dragged around by a big dog at night until he’s foaming at the mouth. By day, he deliberately picks fights with two-hundred-jin bruisers, pretending to get in their way so he can wrestle them.
Gazing at the flashy [Three-Stripe Slide Celebration] skill in the shop, he rubs his hands together meekly. “System Dad, can I pay for this with Huabei?”
A few years later.
Guardiola is losing it: “Can someone tell me how he destroyed my system without even breaking a sweat?!”
The fans wail: “God Su, please sprint for once in the whole match!”
Su Luo bundles himself into a down jacket and nearly cries. “I’ve only got enough credit with the System to play standing still!”
At least there's nothing uncomfortable
I don't know why, but it just feels like it's a little less interesting than the previous book, but I can still read it.