[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-foresight":3,"chapter-foresight-foresight-chapter-53":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","FORESIGHT",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1847601,2452,"Chapter 53 53: The Professor's Puzzle","foresight-chapter-53",53,"\u003Cp>At the end of the 90-minute battle, thanks to Podolski's equalizer, Arsenal managed to hold Manchester City to a draw on their home ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one had expected this before kick-off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that hard-earned point allowed Arsenal to breathe a little easier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With five rounds of the season completed, the Premier League table was already in chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chelsea topped the league with four wins and a draw, sitting on 13 points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Manchester United followed closely with 12 points from four wins and one loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arsenal occupied third with 11 points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everton and West Bromwich Albion occupied fourth and fifth respectively, with 10 points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last season's champions, Manchester City, were fifth with 9 points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tottenham, despite a shaky start, sat in eighth place with 2 wins, 2 draws, and a loss—tied with West Ham, and Newcastle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For anyone watching the full 90 minutes, Kai's performance stood out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether it was his tireless work in defense or the clever assist for the equalizer, Kai made a strong case for himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The post-match ratings reflected that: another impressive 8.5.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai's average ratings this season had been remarkably high. But that in itself pointed to something deeper—when a defensive player consistently stands out, it's usually a sign the team's attack isn't clicking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, an 8.5 rating wasn't the highest on the pitch, but it was certainly among the most eye-catching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was clear that Kai had played a decisive role.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this time, there were no disputes over the rating. Everyone had seen what he brought to the pitch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Kai, still soaking in the atmosphere, wasn't aware of any of that just yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked over with a few teammates to thank the travelling fans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Roughly 4,000 Arsenal supporters had made the trip. Though their chants were drowned out at times, their passion never wavered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially after the late equalizer, the away end had erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not every player went over to show their thanks, but those who had a moment did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked directly toward the away stands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he got within 10 meters, the cheering suddenly grew louder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Startled, Kai looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fans were waving, shouting, and calling out to him with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he got closer, he finally caught what they were saying:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That was beautiful!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How did you even make that pass? That was divine!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, out of nowhere, someone shouted:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Never give up!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the chant spread like wildfire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Never give up! Never give up!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arms waved, voices echoed, and Kai could feel something swell inside his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood there at the edge of the pitch, watching the frenzy of red and white. He hadn't imagined he'd be loved like this—not so soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a hand on his chest, he smiled and shouted back, \"Never give up!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That set the crowd off again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a final wave to the fans, Kai turned and headed for the sideline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to leave the pitch, a reporter stepped in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was dressed professionally, stylish, confident, and ready to pounce on the post-match buzz.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You earned an 8.5 rating again today,\" she said, holding out her mic. \"That's two consecutive games with an assist. How are you feeling right now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai was about to answer when someone grabbed his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pat stepped in front of him with a firm expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sorry, no interviews right now. We've got a meeting to attend,\" he said sternly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, without waiting, he guided Kai away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Confused, Kai asked, \"I thought post-match interviews were allowed?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pat muttered under his breath, \"Take a look at the logo on her mic.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai glanced back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>White letters on a red background: The Sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Oh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in the locker room, as soon as Kai stepped in, Chamberlain leapt up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oi, look. Our MVP is here!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others joined in, hooting and cheering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai chuckled. Technically, Cazorla had taken the official man of the match, but the squad thought Kai had made the bigger impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chamberlain pulled out his phone and opened an app.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Here, this one's great for quick stat reviews.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me see,\" Kai said, leaning over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the screen: Premier League Round 5 — Man City 1:1 Arsenal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below that was Kai's profile page. Beside his name, a silver number: 8.5.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came the stats:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>90 minutes played\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>0 goals, 1 assist\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>30 touches, 28\u002F30 passes completed (93%)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>1 key pass, 3 long balls\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>4\u002F5 ground duels won, 3\u002F3 aerial duels won\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A solid performance all around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai glanced at the others' ratings. Only Cazorla had a higher score: 8.9.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It all highlighted one thing: Arsenal had been under pressure for most of the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When a defensive player racks up numbers like these, it's usually because the forwards couldn't create enough to put pressure on City's defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was past 7 pm when the team arrived back at the training ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wenger didn't hold anyone back—he dismissed them straight away to their recovery baths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as the players dispersed, the manager made his way to his office with a laptop and stacks of data.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wouldn't leave that room for the rest of the night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning during training, Kai and the others could see it plainly—Wenger stood on the sidelines, dark circles under his eyes, clearly sleep-deprived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he remained focused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Arsène, you should rest,\" said Pat, walking over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wenger waved him off. \"I'm fine. I want to see something.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wenger didn't answer. His eyes stayed locked on Kai, closely observing how he moved, how he passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, abruptly, Wenger called a halt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kai, Arteta—come here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two jogged over, curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In the next drill, I want you both to organize together in the main team,\" Wenger instructed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Organize together?\" Kai asked, confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They exchanged looks, but there was no further explanation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai muttered, \"How do you want to handle it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arteta scratched his head. \"I'll take the right, you take the left?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Works for me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They gave it a shot. But it quickly became a mess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With no clear hierarchy between them, everything fell apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Kai tried to initiate a move, Arteta wasn't in sync.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Arteta tried to advance, Kai had already released the ball forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a word, chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They eventually drifted into separate zones—Kai sticking to the left, Arteta to the right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No connection. No cohesion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This isn't working,\" Kai said, exasperated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arteta sighed. \"Yeah, we're not syncing at all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their styles were too different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arteta read the game with experience and valued structure, aiming for calm and control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai was more instinctive and aggressive. He thrived on breaking lines and exploiting gaps with sharp, visionary passes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They weren't speaking the same football language.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The whole session left both players—and their teammates—frustrated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, Wenger called it off and sent everyone to work on individual drills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grabbed his notebook and began sketching ideas furiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pat leaned in. \"What are you trying to figure out?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I want to combine Kai and Arteta's abilities,\" Wenger replied directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kai reads attacking space brilliantly and can deliver unexpected passes. That's something we must use. But he lacks the link-up control—Arteta can provide that. You see?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pat suggested, \"Then just let Kai go forward and have Arteta control the midfield?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wenger shook his head, annoyed. \"That's patchwork. I don't want to compromise. I want synergy—where their strengths complement each other.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wenger was a perfectionist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he wasn't about to settle for anything less than the perfect balance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just an idea for now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Kai and Arteta were already proving how difficult it was for the two of them to mesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the main session ended, Kai and a few others stayed behind for extra training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the first day, the numbers had grown. There were about fifteen of them now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Captain Vermaelen had joined in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of the first-team squad agreed—these smaller, focused sessions were great for building understanding on the pitch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with more people turning up, they had to start rotating teams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai and Arteta stood on the sidelines, waiting for their turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They started chatting as they watched the game unfold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you think the boss is trying to do?\" Kai asked, frowning slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arteta thought for a moment. \"I think he wants to combine our strengths—get us organizing together.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed at himself. \"Control. Structure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then at Kai. \"Penetration. Key passes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai raised an eyebrow. \"So… I handle the attack, and you handle the structure?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arteta shook his head. \"Not quite. The boss is a perfectionist. He's not just splitting roles—he wants a real fusion.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your ability to break defensive lines, paired with my consistency and composure. He wants those things to blend seamlessly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai scratched the back of his head. \"That sounds… complicated.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arteta let out a dry chuckle. \"Complicated? Try impossible.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They both knew the challenge. Two players with different instincts, different rhythms—trying to operate as one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Splitting responsibilities in midfield could easily lead to confusion. And without clarity, organization suffers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kai sighed. \"Decentralized control never works well, does it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arteta just smiled, half amused, half resigned. \"Not unless we find a way to speak the same football language.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Please leave a review and some stones.\u003C\u002Fp>",1538,"2026-06-09T07:00:21.491Z",1,"novelbin.me","d487ce5d8e74841c33bb86a41381c35703eb33957cfcdcaadd26e51e158b6118","foresight-chapter-54","foresight-chapter-52",405,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fforesight-cover.jpg"]