"Fuck you man". George said to Tyler as the trio lay on the ground, panting heavily. "Next time you want to kill yourself, I've decided that I won't accompany you".

"Why are you whining?" Tiago said. "We all did the exact same thing and you don't see me complaining".

"Maybe that's because I was with the matchday squad". George said as he sat up and stared at his legs, trying to will himself to get back at his feet.

Tyler chuckled when he heard George's reply to Tiago. "You know that you can't get tired from sitting on the bench, right?"

Tiago burst into laughter when he heard Tyler's comment, while George had a bitter smile on his face. "I admit I brought that upon myself".

"Yeah, you did". Tiago nodded.

The three youngsters sat on the grass for about ten minutes, before slowly getting back to their feet.

George called his mom to come and get him, while Tyler and Tiago had to drag themselves back to their respective abodes. Well, Tiago had to drag himself. Once again, thanks to the system's hellish training methods, Tyler had built a bit of a resistance from fatigue. He was also tired and had an aching body, but he reacted better to it than the other two players that were with him.

When Tyler got back to his apartment, he spent quite a bit of time in his bath tub, just allowing his sore muscles to recover. After that, he climbed out and went to his bed, falling asleep almost immediately.

He woke up early the next morning, and then went to have a bath and wore his clothes before beginning his journey to the performance center. He didn't want to do his morning exercise, and lucky for him, the system didn't bother him with it either.

When he got to the performance center, there were already quite a few players warming up. Tyler went straight to the locker room, and changed to his training wear and was about to leave the room when someone shoved him back inside.

"You son of a bitch!" George shouted as he walked towards his locker, and offloaded his things. "My legs were fucking killing me yesterday night!"

"And they're fine now?" Tyler raised an eyebrow.

"I honestly can't tell if it's the adrenaline or not". George said as he started changing. "Bottomline is, leave me out of your suicide missions next time".

"You were the one that begged to come with met my suicide mission this time". Tyler said slowly.

"Well, the next time I beg, don't answer me". George hissed as he put on his football boots and stepped outside with Tyler. Tyler started warming up with the rest of the first team players that had already arrived while George lazily jogged around, not doing anything, but at the same time not wanting to seem idle.

A few minutes later, the rest of the team arrived, and then Adi Hutter blew his whistle and summoned everyone to the center of the main training pitch, standing in the middle of their small enclosement.

"Alright boys, our next match is a tough away trip during the mid week, against Nantes. They're going to test us, and throw everything they have at us, but we're going to be ready for them". Adi started.

"Today, we're going to be focusing on several things, all focused on Nullifying the opposition. We know how they play; fluid quick passes, quick movements to disorient their opposition and they strike quickly before you even know what's happening with the use of exciting and electrifying wingers like Moses Simon".

"If we want to get past them, we have to turn their strengths into weakness, we have to close them down, and lock down every passing lane. Force them wide and slow down their rhythm so we will be transitioning from a 4-3-3 to a compact, mid-block 5-2-3 in defense. We're going to have two 8's and a 6 that will drop between the two center backs to form the back three".

The players listened as he talked, pointing out the flaws that he had noticed from watching Nantes' previous games, also highlighting bad player habits and weaknesses.

After he finished briefing the players, he divided them into four groups, according to their positions, and trained them individually. The midfielders focused on organized pressing and transitioning to different midfield shapes based on the state of the game. They also focused on quick one-two passes to move the ball from back to front very quickly.

The defenders focused on organized defending and protecting the penalty box while defending against quick and unexpected through-balls, with the aim of limiting their opposition to wonder balls attempt. They couldn't score if they couldn't create any chance.

The forwards meanwhile worked on scoring those counter chances. Using a lot of cones and training dummies, the assistant coaches managed to simulate various in match scenarios that could arrive on the counter and made the forwards focus on putting the ball in the back of the net, most times being constrained to a specific number of touches.

After the team finished all their training, Adi Hutter called them all together and addressed them, saying that they would still need to prepare further for their match against Nantes in the coming days.

When training was over, Tyler collapsed on the floor and started panting heavily. It wasn't that the training was strenuous, it was that he was still recovering from what Adrien put him through the previous day. While he was still gasping for air, someone crouched beside him. He turned and saw that it was Takumi Minamino.

"Hey, you have to get up now". Minamino said. "You're trying to get into the first team so you can't show the manager that you're weak. Get up and stand for the rest of training, and then you can lay down for as long as you want".

After Minamino finished talking, he stood up and stretched out his hand to help Tyler up. Tyler smiled and took his teammate's hand.

"Thanks". Tyler muttered to Minamino after the latter pulled him up. Minamino nodded slowly and walked away.

After a quick look around, Tyler found that George was also on the floor, tired and panting for air. Adrien was also looking amusedly at Tiago who was struggling to keep up. Adrien turned his head and locked gazes with Tyler, then smiled and started walking over.

"This is what I was afraid of when you asked for extra training". Adrian said. "I like the fact that you're hardworking and want to improve. Not a lot of youngsters are like that. But you need to know when to rest and when to train. Recovery days are for recovery. Use them to recover".

Tyler nodded when Adrian was talking. It was like the coach said, he needed to know when to rest and when to dive headfirst into training.

"I'll keep that in mind" Tyler said.

"Wilson, I need to have a word with you". Adi Hutter called Tyler over as soon as Adrian finished talking with him.

Tyler, using whatever little energy he had left, jogged over to where Adi Hutter was standing.

"Yes coach?"

"I saw your performance in the match against Saint-Malo". Adi Hutter began. "To say I was anything other than impressed would be a lie. It was your first match against grown, professional footballers and somehow you managed to make them look like amateurs instead. It was a statement performance".

"Thanks coach". Tyler said with a smile as he tried to hide his excitement.

'If the gaffer is calling me here to tell me all these things, does that mean that he wants to add me to the matchday squad? I could accomplish the system mission earlier than ever and potentially have my debut in a few days!'

While Tyler was having his exciting thoughts, Adi Hutter started talking, and as if he could hear all what Tyler was thinking, he addressed his thoughts.

"I'm sure you're probably thinking that I'll call you to the matchday squad, but I'm sorry to burst your bubble, you'll have to do more than that to earn your call up. I'm here to tell you in advance that you'll playing with the B team again this midweek so you won't travel with us as their match will be at home".

"But don't be discouraged, because I will be watching this match as it'll take place before the first team travels so you have another chance to wow me and impress me and make me question my decisions". Adi Hutter said. "Just because I think you're not ready doesn't mean you aren't. I could be wrong but I won't know that if you don't prove me wrong. So I need you to channel whatever sort of anger and frustration that you're feeling to the opponent and make them suffer for my misjudgment. Go and prove me wrong and then come and rub it in my face that I was wrong. Do you understand?!"

"Yes coach". Tyler replied, feeling fired up and full of energy. The fatigue he was feeling a few moments earlier was nowhere to be found.

"Alright, you're dismissed".

Tyler nodded, and went to join George and Tiago who were headed for the locker room.

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