[Modern city + System + soccer + passion + comeback + wild imagination + sports]
Special Forces king Ye Fan is nineteen, covered in scars, and confined to a wheelchair.
Five years of military service, three First-Class Merits, and eight marksman awards.
He thought his life was over.
Then a live broadcast of the national team’s crushing defeat comes on in his hospital room, and something explodes deep in his skull.
[Ding! “Iron-Blooded Soldier’s Spirit Soccer System” forcibly bound!]
[Mission: Kick a soda can. Reward: 100 Merit Points, 13% repair to the right knee.]
At a trial in Germany, a scout slaps his medical records on the table:
“This thing’s too hard even to wipe your ass with.”
Ye Fan hobbles to the center circle. One kick. Fifty meters away, the net billows like a white wave.
The scout’s mouth falls open and stays that way.
At team practice, his teammates deliberately refuse to pass, waiting to laugh at the cripple.
Ye Fan intercepts the ball and looks up, calculating its trajectory.
A 40-meter ground-hugging strike.
The goalkeeper doesn’t react in time.
Another kick. The same result.
His teammates stop laughing.
The team doctor rushes over, shouting:
“Your knee was shattered! This isn’t scientifically possible!”
Ye Fan glances at his panel: Durability 14% | Merit Points 355 | Death-Warrant Countdown: 11 days
He tightens his knee brace and walks back onto the field.
He’ll trade Merit Points for his life, until he has enough.
Later, a reporter asks what it feels like to go from a wheelchair to the World Cup.
He smiles.
“I kicked my way back to life, one shot at a time, straight out of hell.”
