The next day.
Lancashire, where Morecambe is located, was sunny—but not uncomfortably hot. A rare treat in the typically gray-skied town.
Juninho D'Alessandro was in a visibly good mood as he drove through the streets of Morecambe, collecting his betting winnings.
He began in the town center, visiting each of the betting shops where he had placed wagers on historical matches. Following the order recorded in his little black book, he made his way from shop to shop, cashing out his rewards like a scavenger on a golden hunt.
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Two days later.
Juninho returned to the Morecambe FC training base, his jackpot now fully collected.
His net worth had multiplied twelve-fold—going from €5 million to a staggering €60 million.
Even after losing €15 million to taxes, the windfall left him with €45 million of free capital. More than enough to completely reshape the club's destiny in the transfer market.
Back in the chairman's office, Juninho picked up the phone and summoned Ryan, his assistant and club director.
Ryan arrived quickly, a mix of hope and confusion on his face. For a moment, he wondered if Juninho had changed his mind—maybe he'd realized managing the team was too much and was calling Ryan back to coach.
That illusion didn't last long.
"I need a scouting report," Juninho said directly. "I'm building a squad around my tactical system. I want strong, affordable players."
"Uh… we do have a few scouts," Ryan replied, hiding his disappointment. Tactical system? What kind of system could a playboy-turned-chairman possibly know?
"I'm allocating €10 million to sign experienced League One and League Two players," Juninho added, holding up a single finger. "They'll form the backbone of the team. With them, we'll stabilize our place in League Two next season."
He leaned back with confidence. "The rest of the budget—€50 million—will go toward four major signings I've already shortlisted. That's where we build real strength."
"Ten… million?" Ryan blinked, stunned.
He knew Juninho came from money, but €10 million? For a club in the fourth division?
For context, even League One contenders in the year 2000 rarely spent that much in an entire season!
And here they were—Morecambe FC, a non-league minnow—with a transfer war chest that could make second-division teams jealous.
"I'll notify the scouts immediately!" Ryan replied enthusiastically.
But just as quickly, his joy soured. Reality crept in.
What's the point? Even with a League Two-level squad… the manager is still just a rich kid with no experience.
A brilliant coach can turn mediocre players into contenders. But a clueless coach? He can ruin even the most talented team.
Ryan sighed. If only Juninho had just focused on ownership instead of managing… With his resources, we could be targeting promotion to the Championship within a few seasons!
"A shame," he muttered under his breath.
"I'll be flying abroad soon to negotiate with some key targets," Juninho added, smiling.
"Right," Ryan nodded, clearly not taking him seriously anymore. Yeah, sure. Good luck finding players, Mr. Chairman-Coach.
After Ryan left, Juninho leaned back and relaxed in his chair.
Then something clicked in his mind.
Wait a second—the system!
He had been so caught up in betting and scouting that he had completely forgotten about his God-Level System—the ultimate cheat tool!
"System," he called out. "Open my novice gift package."
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DING!
Congratulations to the host for opening the Novice Gift Package!
DING!
*Rewards:
2x Powerful Growth Hormone Potions
200 System Points*
Note: All items are stored in the System Inventory. To retrieve, simply summon them mentally.
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"Growth hormone potion?" Juninho's eyes lit up.
Perfect timing!
He was just about to fly to Argentina to look for Lionel Messi. The young prodigy famously suffered from growth hormone deficiency as a child. Treatment was long and expensive.
But with this potion…
He smirked.
What if I offered this to Messi early? Solved his problem in one go? He might just follow me forever out of gratitude.
Knowing Messi's character—loyal and humble—Juninho felt confident. The boy wouldn't betray someone who changed his life.
"God really is on my side," he chuckled.
He turned his attention to the 200 system points.
According to previous info, these points could be spent on creating personal training plans that would double a player's growth over a season.
"How much for a full season training plan?" he asked aloud.
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DING!
A full-season individual training plan costs 30 points per player.
Each player under a training plan will receive 15 Attribute Points at the end of the season, freely assignable by the host.
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"Fifteen points a season? That's a bargain," Juninho nodded. "Can I buy potions with points too?"
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Available Potions – 50 points each:
Growth Hormone Potion
Physical Stamina Potion
Innate Coordination Enhancer
Injury Recovery Potion
Double Training Effect Potion (1 season)
Note: All potions exceed the effectiveness of modern medicine or training. Results are instant and scientifically impossible.
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"Two bottles of growth hormone," Juninho mused. "That should completely cure Messi's condition… and save years of painful injections."
He continued scrolling through the descriptions, fascinated by the potential.
The injury recovery potion, in particular, caught his eye. It could restore any player to full health within a week—unless they were in a vegetative state.
Insane.
"System… you're a cheat code," Juninho muttered. "A beautiful, glorious cheat code."
He shut the interface and closed his eyes, reclining comfortably in his chair.
Today was his last day of rest.
Tomorrow morning, he would board a plane bound for South America.
Time to scout the future GOAT—Lionel Messi.
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