The first thing Li Ang busied himself with was the experience points.
The reward for completing [This is El Molinón] was 4,500 experience points. In addition, winning the Copa del Rey quarterfinals of Aravis also gave him 800 experience points as a reward.
This surprised Li Ang quite a bit. After all, when he led Team B to win the Segunda División, he only got 60 experience points as a reward. Now, the experience points reward for a Copa del Rey quarterfinals were as high as 800 points.
Li Ang casually "inquired" the system about the basic experience points reward for a Segunda División victory. The answer was about 200-500, which had a certain fluctuation according to the opponent's strength and ranking.
From this, it could be seen that the experience points gained from the Copa del Rey quarterfinals were more than that of an ordinary Segunda División. Of course, it was understandable that the experience points were more. After all, if they won this game, they would be in the Copa del Rey semifinals.
In this way, after completing the [This is El Molinón] mission, Li Ang gained a total of 5,300 experience points. In addition to the 1,340 experience points he already had, he now had a total of more than 6,640 experience points. He was more than halfway to the 10,000 experience points needed to upgrade from Level 1 to Level 2. He could see hope.
In addition to the experience points reward, what he was most concerned about was the system's skill lottery reward.
The system asked him if he wanted to start the lottery immediately.
Li Ang, of course, chose to answer in the affirmative.
It began!
The compass on the lottery machine began to spin, and the wooden cards representing the skill options also quickly jumped.
For some reason, this time, the lottery machine spun very fast, dazzling him!
Finally, the needle spun to the end and became slower and slower. Li Ang didn't dare to blink his eyes and stared at the needle.
Click.
Click.
The needle pointed at the nearest skill wooden cards and continued to roll forward.
Finally, the needle seemed to have lost its last bit of "strength." Click. It stopped.
Li Ang hurriedly looked over. Of course, he couldn't see it now. He still had to "flip the card."
After confirming "flip the card" in his mind, Li Ang opened his eyes wide to look.
[Rapid Improvement]!
The name of the skill was [Advance by Leaps and Bounds]: After using this skill, the training effect of all players in the team will increase by 20%!
The time limit was thirty days!
Li Ang almost jumped up. This [Advance by Leaps and Bounds] skill was simply a timely rain!
What did Li Ang need the most now? What he needed most was for the team to familiarize themselves with his tactics as soon as possible during training so that they could apply what they had learned and show it in the game as soon as possible.
For Li Ang, his biggest enemy was time. Taking over the team in the middle of the season was the biggest headache. There was no time for him to let the team adapt and learn his tactics. The team could only try to adapt and master the manager's tactics as soon as possible while training and playing. However, because of the lack of time and energy, it was difficult to succeed. This was also the reason why many coaches did not like and were unwilling to take over the team in the middle of the season.
Now, Li Ang was pleasantly surprised by the [Advance by Leaps and Bounds] skill. Don't think that the effect of increasing the training effect by 20% was not high. This was the effect of 30 consecutive days of training. Li Ang firmly believed that after this month, coupled with the sharpening of the competition, the team would definitely make great progress.
*****
Because he had received a very useful and timely skill card, Li Ang was unusually happy. After sleeping for a few hours, perhaps because he was too excited, he could not sleep anymore and simply got up to work.
He played the video of the game on his VCR. It was Sporting de Gijón's match against Salamanca in Segunda División a day later. He had asked his assistant manager, Mr. Scottley, to edit it.
Li Ang watched the video of the game, pausing it from time to time and then lowering his head to record in his notebook.
He needed to make the most appropriate targeted arrangements based on his analysis of the opponent. At the same time, he would also decide on the starting lineup and the 18-player roster for tomorrow's game against Salamanca during the training during the day.
Salamanca was a very typical Segunda División team. They paid particular attention to foot control and rarely used high balls. Their striker's foot technique was quite good. In the video of the game that Li Ang watched, the short player used the flowery kick three times to shoot. If someone in Li Ang's team used such a shooting move, Li Ang would definitely rain curses on the other party. If the player used the flowery kick to shoot but did not score the ball, wasting a great scoring opportunity, then the bastard could probably report to the reserves.
"He likes to show off his footwork." Li Ang wrote the name of the Salamanca striker in his notebook and made a mark. Carlos and Marcos would love to defend against such an offensive player.
At this time, the video of the game was paused and very quiet. Only the sound of the pen writing on the paper of the notebook could be heard.
Li Ang finished writing this note and got up to stretch. He looked at the time. It was already five in the morning.
At this time, a noise came from outside the house.
The noise was very soft. If not for the fact that Li Ang had just finished work and was sleeping or deep in thought, he probably would not have heard it.
"A thief?" This was Li Ang's first reaction.
Gihon was not a city with good security. In fact, in many European cities, the security situation was not ideal. It could not be compared to the security in China. Don't think that the moon in foreign countries was round. Those who spent a lot of time abroad would miss the relatively good security environment in China.
The law and order of the port city of Xi Hong wasn't very good. Fights and scuffles could be seen everywhere, and petty theft was also a common sight. Just last month, the Xi Hong police had announced a few cases of burglary. Well, it was just announcing the cases. As for when the cases would be solved, that would have to wait.
Li Ang lifted a corner of the curtain and looked out. He saw a figure fiddling with something in the mailbox.
Just one person?
What is he doing?
Li Ang thought for a while and found a baseball bat in the bedroom. He weighed it in his hand. It felt good.
Gently opening the door, Li Ang walked over quietly and approached the mailbox.
Then, he looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.
The sun had not risen, and the moon was still hanging in the sky.
Under the moonlight, a boy, or to be exact, a disabled boy, was sitting in a wheelchair. His lower body should not be able to move at all. Therefore, he could only try his best to extend his arm, trying to put a card in his hand into the mailbox.
For a normal person, this was a very normal action. Even a six or seven-year-old child could do it. However, this boy was having a hard time. He was sweating profusely. He was just a little bit away from reaching it.
A card?
Li Ang thought of the Spanish greeting card he had received earlier. It was a congratulatory card to thank him for leading the team to victory.
If he remembered correctly, the name on the card was Barthez.
Li Ang's expression was solemn. He gently put down the baseball bat, then walked quietly to the back of the wheelchair. He lifted the wheelchair with both hands and exerted strength. The boy did not notice any of this. He was just suddenly happy to find that he had reached the mailbox. Then, he clumsily put the card in.
After completing the task, the boy was very happy. A happy smile appeared on his face. Then, he felt a breeze behind his neck. When he listened carefully, he heard the sound of breathing …
For a boy who grew up in stories of zombies and vampires, this scene …
"Don't eat me! I can't feel my legs. My meat is not delicious, "the boy shouted in horror.
"Okay, I won't eat you." A voice sounded from behind his ear.
PS: This chapter took me nearly three hours to write. I really can't help it. My ears feel like there are tens of thousands of bees fighting, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, buzzing. I can't calm down at all.
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