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Chapter 104 : The covetousness of the wealthy · Oct 01, 2026

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101 Chapter 101 : Battle of the Giants at Victoria Park 2026-10-01
102 Chapter 102 : The fatal ”diagonal line” 2026-10-01
103 Chapter 103 : The value of a champion 2026-10-01
104 Chapter 104 : The covetousness of the wealthy 2026-10-01
105 Chapter 105 : The test at St Andrews 2026-10-01
106 Chapter 106 : Critical Blow 2026-10-01
107 Chapter 107 : The growth curve of the ”monster” 2026-10-01
108 Chapter 108 : The King’s Weakness 2026-10-01
109 Chapter 109 : Brunton Park’s ”stifling” game 2026-10-01
110 Chapter 110 : Cracks in the ”Iron Bucket Formation” 2026-10-01
111 Chapter 111 : The ”no-striker formation” experiment and the youth training parade 2026-10-01
112 Chapter 112 : Children’s ”War Games” 2026-10-01
113 Chapter 113 : Space Hide and Seek and the Storm of Youth (Part 1) 2026-10-01
114 Chapter 114 : Space Hide and Seek and the Storm of Youth (Part 2) 2026-10-01
115 Chapter 115 : The Beginning of the Frenzy and the Future of the Chess Game (Part 1) 2026-10-01
116 Chapter 116 : The Beginning of the Frenzy and the Future Game (Part 2) 2026-10-01
117 Chapter 117 : The ”taste” of victory and the ”foundation” of the future 2026-10-01
118 Chapter 118 : Mirror match at Victoria Park 2026-10-01
119 Chapter 119 : The ”truth” of victory and the ”loneliness” behind the scenes 2026-10-01
120 Chapter 120 : ”Games” Beyond the Board (Part 1) 2026-10-01
121 Chapter 121 : ”Games” Beyond the Board (Part 2) 2026-10-01
122 Chapter 122 : A beast trapped in the quagmire 2026-10-01
123 Chapter 123 : The Victory of Will and the Gaze of ”K” 2026-10-01
124 Chapter 124 : Uninvited guests and the ”disturbance” in Phoenix 2026-10-01
125 Chapter 125 : ”Checkmates” on and off the chessboard 2026-10-01
126 Chapter 126 : Invitation from the ”Chess Player” 2026-10-01
127 Chapter 127 : Seagull’s ”broken wings” 2026-10-01
128 Chapter 128 : The beginning of the ”chess game” 2026-10-01
129 Chapter 129 : Chess pieces and players 2026-10-01
130 Chapter 130 : declaration 2026-10-01
131 Chapter 131 : The ”Sponge” of the Stadium of Light (Part 1) 2026-10-01
132 Chapter 132 : The ”Sponge” of the Stadium of Light (Part 2) 2026-10-01
133 Chapter 133 : Final Shot 2026-10-01
134 Chapter 134 : Derby Carnival and the ”Heart of the Empire” (Part 1) 2026-10-01
135 Chapter 135 : Derby Carnival and the ”Heart of the Empire” (Part 2) 2026-10-01
136 Chapter 136 : The Devil’s Lair and the Alarm Bell 2026-10-01
137 Chapter 137 : ”General” at the devil’s home court 2026-10-01
138 Chapter 138 : Sky-high Naming Rights Price (Part 1) 2026-10-01
139 Chapter 139 : The Empire’s ”Declaration” (Part 2) 2026-10-01
140 Chapter 140 : Derby’s heritage 2026-10-01
141 Chapter 141 : The A19 Derby of the ”Kindergarten” (Part 1) 2026-10-01
142 Chapter 142 : The A19 Derby of the ”Kindergarten” (Part 2) 2026-10-01
143 Chapter 143 : Derby’s heritage 2026-10-01
144 Chapter 144 : The ”habit” of victory 2026-10-01
145 Chapter 145 : The ”trouble” of victory and the ”prey” of the winter transfer window 2026-10-01
146 Chapter 146 : - Chapter 2: The Troubles of Victory (Part 2) 2026-10-01
147 Chapter 147 : The ”timid” opponent and the ”hungry” lion 2026-10-01
148 Chapter 148 : Heavy artillery and overwhelming victory 2026-10-01
149 Chapter 149 : The ”students” of St George’s Park 2026-10-01
150 Chapter 150 : The reputation of ”masters” and the ”soft power” of the empire 2026-10-01

104: The covetousness of the wealthyIn the meeting room of the Phoenix Training Center, the hum of the air conditioning couldn’t mask the sound of footballs being kicked outside.

Lin Feng sat at one end of the long table, his fingers gently tapping the surface, a slow but powerful rhythm.

Spread before him was the scout report Richard Arnold had just submitted, dense with text detailing the ”visitors” of the past week.

”Barcelona’s technical director, Begiristain, sat in the executive box for the entire match yesterday,” Arnold’s voice carried a hint of nervousness.

”Arsenal’s chief scout, Steve Rowley, this is already his third appearance at Victoria Park.”

John Stone pushed up his glasses, the financial report trembling slightly in his hands.

”Boss, if a wealthy club really makes an offer, we...”

”This is a good thing,” Lin Feng’s voice was as calm as water, cutting off Stone’s worries.

He looked up, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

”It proves our vision is world-class.”

”But for now, not a single one of them can leave.”

The atmosphere in the meeting room instantly solidified.

Lin Feng rose and walked towards the giant display screen on the wall, tapping the touchpad a few times.

A blue system interface flickered in his mind, and data streamed down like a waterfall.

【Player Name: Gylfi Sigurðsson】

【Current Ability: 78】

【Potential Rating: A+】

【Market Value: £1.5 million】

【Loyalty: 85% (Slight fluctuation due to attention from wealthy clubs)】

【System Suggestion: Stabilize by increasing tactical status and renewing his contract with a raise】

The screen displayed Sigurðsson’s detailed data analysis.

Passing accuracy, shooting conversion rate, performance in crucial moments—every indicator glowed with a golden light.

”Richard, prepare a new contract immediately,” Lin Feng’s voice left no room for discussion.

”Not only should his salary be significantly increased, but more importantly, a ’core status’ clause must be added.”

”Guarantee his tactical core position in the team for the next three years.”

Arnold quickly jotted down the key points in his notebook.

”What should the buyout clause be set at?”

”£20 million.”

When Lin Feng stated this figure, gasps could be heard in the meeting room.

John Stone’s glasses nearly fell onto the table.

”Boss, isn’t that figure a bit too...”

”No,” Lin Feng turned around, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

”I want those wealthy clubs who want our players to understand one thing.”

”In the North, every pearl has its rightful price.”

He walked back to his seat and picked up the internal phone on the table.

”Send Gylfi to my office.”

Twenty minutes later, Sigurðsson knocked on the office door.

The 18-year-old Icelandic prodigy had a trace of unease on his face, clearly having heard some rumors.

”Have a seat, Gylfi,” Lin Feng gestured to the sofa opposite, then walked over and sat down himself.

Without the distance of a desk between them, this equal posture allowed Sigurðsson to relax slightly.

”I imagine you’ve already heard the rumors outside,” Lin Feng went straight to the point, without any pretense.

”Arsenal and Barça are indeed very interested in you.”

Sigurðsson’s fingers clenched into fists, resting on his knees.

”Boss, I...”

”Let me finish,” Lin Feng’s voice was soft, but carried an undeniable power.

”Arsenal and Barça are great clubs, I don’t deny that.”

”But if you go there now, you’ll only play in the reserves or during garbage time.”

”Here in Hartlepool, you are a king.”

This statement struck the deepest chord of Sigurðsson’s desire.

Having played football in Iceland since he was young, he had always dreamed of proving himself on a bigger stage.

But the picture Lin Feng painted was more real, more tangible.

”When we make it into the Premier League, you will challenge them as the team’s legendary core,” Lin Feng continued, his voice imbued with a captivating charm.

”By then, you won’t be going to Wembley as a substitute, but as an opponent’s nightmare.”

”Imagine, when you score the winning goal at Emirates Stadium, when you make Barça fans stand and applaud at Camp Nou.”

”That feeling will be a thousand times better than sitting on their bench.”

A light began to flicker in Sigurðsson’s eyes.

This light was not fear of the unknown, but anticipation of the future.

”I am willing to renew my contract,” His voice was soft, but exceptionally firm.

”My heart is here, Boss.”

Lin Feng nodded with satisfaction.

”Very good. The new contract will make you one of the highest-paid players in League One.”

”But more importantly, you will have absolute tactical freedom.”

”In my system, you are the one who can change the game.”

After training concluded that afternoon, Old John, following Lin Feng’s instructions, gathered all the media reporters.

In the press conference room at Victoria Park, camera flashes popped continuously.

Sophie Green sat in the front row, her voice recorder ready.

”I have an important statement to make,” Old John’s voice was exceptionally clear through the microphone.

”Regarding the transfer rumors about Gylfi Sigurðsson, I want to clarify something.”

The reporters below stopped their actions, listening intently.

”Gylfi Sigurðsson is not for sale by Hartlepool United.”

”Any offer below £20 million is a waste of time.”

The press room erupted instantly.

£20 million? This figure was absolutely astronomical for a League One player.

Even top Premier League stars rarely reached such a valuation.

A reporter from The Sun was the first to raise his hand and ask,

”Coach John, do you really think Sigurðsson is worth that price?”

Old John’s face showed a confident smile.

”The price is determined by the market.”

”If a club is willing to pay that price, then it means he is worth it.”

”If not, then it means they haven’t realized Gylfi’s true value yet.”

Sophie Green quickly jotted down these words in her notebook.

She could sense the deeper meaning behind this statement.

This was not just about protecting a player, but also about declaring Hartlepool United’s strong stance to the entire football world.

After the press conference, the headlines of major media outlets were dominated by this ”sky-high price tag.”

The Guardian’s headline was: ”Northern Ambition: League One Player Valued at £20 Million.”

The Daily Mail was even more exaggerated: ”Crazy Hartlepool: Do They Really Think They’re Manchester United?”

But no matter how the media evaluated it, this price tag indeed achieved the desired effect.

Those wealthy club scouts who originally wanted to ”snag a bargain” began to re-evaluate Sigurðsson’s worth.

After all, no one would set such an outrageous buyout clause for an ordinary player.

In the evening, the Phoenix Training Center was brightly lit.

Lin Feng stood in the tactical analysis room, with a large screen in front of him displaying footage of Birmingham City’s matches.

This team, recently relegated from the Premier League, would be their opponent in the second round of the League Cup.

They possessed Premier League-level physical confrontation and match experience, absolutely incomparable to previous opponents.

”Chain defense,” Lin Feng drew a complex defensive formation on the tactics board.

The distances between the three lines were compressed to the extreme, and every player had clear responsibilities and positions.

”Move as a whole, like a chain, giving the opponent no space to penetrate.”

On the offensive end, his demands were even simpler and more direct.

”Seize the moment of the opponent’s mistake for an instant counter-attack, a fatal blow.”

”No need for fancy combinations, just the most direct speed and power.”

This tactical approach was entirely tailored to Birmingham City’s characteristics.

They were accustomed to the high intensity of Premier League play, but might find this extreme defensive counter-attack uncomfortable.

After the tactical analysis, Lin Feng returned to his office.

On his desk was a newly delivered email, the sender being the Hartlepool Mail.

Sophie Green’s exclusive interview article was complete and would be published in tomorrow’s newspaper.

Lin Feng opened the email and quickly scanned the article’s content.

Sophie’s writing was delicate, perfectly blending his business philosophy and football philosophy.

Especially the description of the ”Northern Dragon Arena” was full of aspirations and expectations for the future.

Such reporting was very helpful for the club’s image building.

Just as Lin Feng was about to close the email, his phone suddenly chimed with a text message notification.

A familiar number appeared on the screen, from Los Angeles across the Atlantic.

”I saw your ’fireworks,’ they were beautiful. But I’m more curious about the person who set them off.”

The sender was Keira Knightley.

The tone of this message was no longer as provocative as before, but instead carried a subtle curiosity and inquiry.

Lin Feng stared at the screen for a few seconds, then placed his phone aside.

He didn’t reply, nor did he delete it.

He just sat there quietly, contemplating how this transatlantic game of chess would unfold.

Outside the window, the night deepened over Hartlepool.

The lights on the training ground were still on, a few young players conducting extra training.

They were unaware of the external commotion, focused only on the ball at their feet and the goal before them.

This pure focus was the quality Lin Feng admired most.

And it was something he was determined to protect.

No matter how tempting the outside world, no matter how much pressure the wealthy clubs exerted, he would not let anyone destroy this purity.

Because he knew that a true dynasty is not built on money, but on belief.

And now, that belief was taking root and flourishing in the lands of the North.

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