[Ding! Mission accomplished]
[ 30 stat points awarded]
[ 5 bonus stat points for man of the match performance]
[Ding! 50-50 rewards activated. Host seems to be really lucky]
[ 5 potential upgrade activated]
[ 2 bonus potential upgraded due to man of the match performance]
Tyler was speechless as he stared at the notifications in front of him. His lips twitched as he read them and when he got to the last two, he couldn’t help but break into a full-blown laughter.
"Finally! Fucking finally!" Tyler shouted as he pumped his fists while laughing. The one thing he had been waiting for the system to help him with was his low potential, and now it had finally increased. Although when he did his calculations, his current potential still wouldn’t enable him to compete at the top level, it was a start. And the fact that he could improve it made him assured that it wasn’t fixed.
"System, can you auto allocate the stat points?" Tyler asked after he managed to calm himself down.
[Ding! Analysing host’s stats]
[Ding! Stat Allocation started]
[Ding! Stat Allocation complete]
[Ding! Updating host’s stats]
[Ding! Downloading new stats]
[Download complete]
[Na: Tyler Wilson]
[Age: 17]
[Status: Youth Player]
[Market Value: --]
[Position: Left Winger || Right Winger/Attacking Midfielder]
[Attributes]
[Speed: 75 > 80]
[Acceleration: 75 > 80]
[Pace: 74 > 79]
[Control: 68 > 73]
[Dribbling: 72]
[Stamina: 65 =]
[Strength: 49 =]
[Physicality: 53 > 58]
[Passing: 56 > 61]
[Shooting: 61 > 66]
[Finishing: 65]
[Shot power: 60]
[Vision: 67 =]
[Long Passing: 40 =]
[Long Shots: 41 =]
[Defending: 23 =]
[Overall Player Rating: 53 > 64]
[Overall Player Potential: 69 > 76]
[Skills]
[La Croqueta , Roulette , Stepovers , Elastico ]
[Weak foot: 3/5]
[Titles: none]
[Awards: none]
Tyler had a huge grin on his face as he viewed the changes to his stats. His grin beca wider when he saw the changes to his player rating and his player potential.
Using the football video gas he played as a guideline, he was far from being one of the most exciting young prospects in the world, but with the system he could very well still beco it if he worked hard enough.
After he finished looking at the changes to his stats, he changed into his nightwear, video called his grandma and fell asleep after a lengthy conversation with her.
The next morning, Tyler woke up early in the morning as usual, and was about to start with his usual morning routine. He was about to start changing into his training wear when he got a notification that sent him to cloud nine.
[Ding! System has decided to acknowledge and reward host’s hard work]
[Host has been granted a month break from daily exercises]
Tyler almost did a backflip when he saw the notifications. He didn’t even care that he had already gotten up and started wearing clothes, he fell on his bed and was about to fall back asleep.
Unfortunately, he wasn’t allowed to sleep for long.
"Tyler!" Jas called out as he barged into the room without knocking on the door.
Tyler groggily raised his head, preparing to release a barrage of insults on whoever interrupted his sleep, but his eyes cleared up as soon as he saw the person.
"C-coach," Tyler rubbed his eyes, "what’s going on?"
"You have thirty minutes to clean up and put on so good clothes. Arsenal have decided to pull out of the negotiations because they wouldn’t et our valuations and the club was very strict on it. As such, it’s Monaco who have a clear path to sign you. And they want to wrap the deal up very quickly, before other clubs start acting on their interests so you have a eting with their representatives today."
Tyler scrambled off the bed as soon as Jas finished talking. He rushed inside the toilet and had a quick shower, and put on the best clothes that he had with him.
After that, he walked out with Jas, who had been waiting for him and they went to the latter’s office.
Inside Jas’s office, there was a middle-aged man who had white patches of hair on his head waiting inside, sitting on one of the visitor seats. He was wearing a red and white tracksuit, with AS Monaco’s logo engraved on the left chest.
As soon as the door to Jas’s office opened, the man turned around and smiled as soon as he spotted Tyler.
"Alright, I’ll just leave the both of you here," Jas muttered as he stepped out of the office and closed the door.
Tyler’s heart was beating rapidly as he locked eyes with the man. After standing for what seed like an eternity, he walked over to the other visitor seat and sat down.
"Hello Tyler, my na is Argent." The man smiled and stretched out his hand.
"Nice to et you." Tyler mumbled as he took the man’s hand in his for a handshake.
"Well, I’m guessing you already know why I’m here so I’m going to cut to the chase," Argent said. "We’ve been monitoring you even before the recently concluded tournant started and your performance during the tournant proved to us that it would be the right decision to invest in you," Argent said.
"I’m sure by now, your coach would’ve briefed you on our interest in recruiting you to our under eighteens team. And while we’ve reached an agreent with your academy, we have to agree a deal with you unless everything is useless. If you’d like, we can move this eting to a more comfortable location where we can discuss personal terms."
Tyler paused after hearing what Argent said. He ditated on his words for a few seconds before he answered, "I’m quite flattered by your interest in and while I would want to join your youth setup, this whole discussing terms matter sounds like quite the legal affair and I don’t have an agent."
Argent chuckled. "Well, I posed the sa question to your academy and it looks like they’ve got everything sorted out. They also have a football agency company so you, as a mber of their academy, are actually signed to that agency, at least until you choose your own agent," Argent said. "So we’ve actually given them a draft of the contract offer. I’m surprised that you haven’t t with your agent yet and discussed the terms you’d be willing to agree to."
Tyler was surprised when Argent disclosed him having a temporary agent. That was sothing he hadn’t even heard of before. If the academy had gone this far in negotiations of his transfer, then Jas should’ve told him sothing about it earlier.
"Okay, thanks," Tyler said. "I’ll discuss with my agent and then I’ll get back to you."
"That’s no problem Mr Wilson," Argent said, while standing up. "I’ll be looking to hear from you."
A/N: 20 powerstones smashed!!
Bonus Chapter coming out later today
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