I traveled back in time and had a terrible system tied into it: the better the national football team's performance, the more unlucky I was, and the stronger I became when I lost. Doesn't this mean that I have to fight against the national football team for the rest of my life? Forget it, in order to save my life, I had no choice but to join the Macau team, punch the football team, step on the men's football team, and become life and death friends with the national football team.
