"If they can't outrun those superstars worth tens of millions, then let them run to death." Lin Feng, once the number one talent in China's youth training, is now a logistics director with titanium alloy steel nails in his leg bones. When the rotten domestic professional league stood high and laughed at the love of the bottom, Lin Feng took off his work clothes and convened a group of "Uncle Team" composed of delivery riders, barbecue guys, and network administrators. They are the golden generation ruined by the shady conspiracy of capital. From the domestic football hegemon who was in a bloodbath, to being ordered to take over the national team that was riddled with holes in times of crisis; from the "takeaway team" that was ridiculed by the world, to the Oriental Dragon that fought hard in the World Cup. Facing the Japanese and Korean strikers, the five-star Brazilian and German steel chariots, Lin Feng used the "poor man's tactics" that he had practiced for ten years. He used his remaining legs for only 20 minutes a day to complete the most impossible miracle in world football. There is no myth of invincibility that can be pushed all the way, only mortals who grind their teeth and kill gods. When the max-level boss drags his body back to Novice Village, this is more than just revenge. "I never had the peak, I just passed by it and lit a fire!"
