[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-start-with-r9-template":3,"chapter-start-with-r9-template-start-with-r9-template-chapter-200":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Start with R9 Template",{"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},1388665,1840,"Chapter 200 - 200","start-with-r9-template-chapter-200",200,"\u003Cp>The Next Day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carrington Training Base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After submitting his detailed match analysis to Jose Mourinho, Ling enjoyed the rare luxury of going back to sleep, planning to take the day off as instructed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But lying there, staring at the ceiling, he felt increasingly restless. His body craved the rhythm of exertion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, he jumped out of bed, changed into his training gear, and went downstairs to train alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They say it takes twenty-one days to form a habit—since his rebirth ten months ago, he hadn't wasted a single day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he found genuine joy in it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sweat, the repetition, the progress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During a water break, Ling focused his mind and opened his system interface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through relentless training, his shooting, speed, and physical attributes—the three most crucial stats for his position—had rapidly improved, now just 3-4 points away from his template ceilings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'I wonder what rewards the system will give for winning the Premier League?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'And the Premier League Golden Boot?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the competition for the latter was too fierce—he wasn't overly confident, especially with Mohamed Salah in such alien form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he couldn't win the Golden Boot this season, Ling vowed that next season he'd show the world just how devastating he could be at full throttle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Too bad Liverpool's opponents aren't strong either,\" Ling muttered to himself, thinking about the other game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling muttered to himself, then shook his head and continued training.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter what others do, focusing on oneself is what matters most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as he gave his all to strive for it, there was no need to lament if the result wasn't satisfactory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later that day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the manager's office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mourinho and Ling sat watching the other semi-final.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Real Madrid's goalkeeper is strong. Who do you think is better, Keylor Navas or David De Gea?\" Mourinho asked, testing his player.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dave,\" Ling answered instantly, using the nickname the squad had for the Spaniard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He's the best in the world right now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Jan Oblak, the world's most consistent goalkeeper, in Ling's opinion, couldn't compare to the current De Gea, who was saving United points almost weekly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Currently, Salah led the scoring charts with 37 goals across all competitions, while he himself was in second place with 36 goals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Man United's last two matches were against weaker teams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the screen, Liverpool strung together quick passes outside the box, Salah lofted a pass to Roberto Firmino, and Navas decisively rushed out to collect the ball.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If we drag the match to a penalty shootout in the final, which position would you want to take?\" Mourinho asked suddenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"First,\" Ling said firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mourinho nodded with satisfaction, \"Good attitude. But I'd prefer you to take the last penalty. Zlatan is more suited to go first, or maybe Pogba.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back at the Santiago Bernabéu, Liverpool's morale was high despite the deficit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They launched a fierce offensive from the start.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Ramos blocked a shot, Trent Alexander-Arnold's follow-up attempt lacked power and was once again pushed out for a corner by Navas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having won La Liga (in previous years) and broken points and goals records, no one doubted that Real Madrid would win the match.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ling knew the real drama would unfold in the second half.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his memory, Loris Karius would commit a massive, absolutely enormous mistake that would make even the most neutral commentator curse under his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To his surprise, however, the expected blunder never occurred in this timeline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Karius performed with remarkable steadiness, perhaps because the pressure of the Champions League semifinal wasn't intense enough compared to the final.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the 52nd minute of the match.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anfield seemed to be ignited—wait, they were in Rome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'No, Ling focused.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His memories of the previous timeline were blurring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>James Milner delivered a corner kick from the right side to the area near the penalty spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dejan Lovren headed the ball across to the edge of the six-yard box, and Sadio Mané, positioned in front of the goal, headed it into the net.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The aggregate score became tight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liverpool still had an away goal advantage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They only needed to score one more goal to advance to the final.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling suppressed a flicker of anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he always talked about not fearing strong opponents, who wouldn't want to face a weaker one?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was no exception.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to Real Madrid, a team with formidable overall strength and no apparent weaknesses, he would much rather face Liverpool in the final—after all, Man United had beaten Liverpool twice this season.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mourinho, however, remained silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew Real Madrid wouldn't be easily defeated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the wild celebrations subsided, the match resumed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the 63rd minute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Salah was dragged to the ground by Sergio Ramos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slow-motion replays showed that Ramos had used a joint-lock technique similar to an arm-lock from judo, subjecting Salah's left shoulder to immense pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After receiving treatment from the medical staff, Salah, tears in his eyes, had no choice but to leave the field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ramos didn't even receive a yellow card.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling couldn't help but shudder, thinking it was a move designed to injure—one misstep could lead to lasting consequences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mourinho frowned slightly but said nothing. He respected the dark arts, even if he didn't say it aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just ten minutes later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Look carefully. Real Madrid's apparent attacking focus is on the right, aiming to overwhelm Milner, but their real target is on the left,\" Mourinho pointed out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Mourinho finished speaking, Luka Modrić, with nimble footwork, evaded the pressing from Milner and Jordan Henderson and delivered a precise outside-of-the-foot pass to the left flank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marcelo, as if his feet were coated with glue, controlled the ball effortlessly before sweeping it into the penalty area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Karim Benzema's run pulled Lovren out of position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ronaldo met the ball with a thunderous strike!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ball brushed past Karius's fingertips and nestled into the net.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>1-1!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Real Madrid's goal shattered Liverpool's morale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remainder of the match was uneventful and ended in a draw, but Real Madrid advanced on aggregate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Read 30 chapters ahead and support me on patreon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>patreon (.)com\u002FNewbietranslator\u003C\u002Fp>",1015,"2026-06-05T22:48:23.062Z",1,"novelbin.me","73db89f9fcc7f29248011a2cbcbf41da22aa224728d9ea66758f91ee36bffe71","start-with-r9-template-chapter-101","start-with-r9-template-chapter-199",371,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstart-with-r9-template-cover.jpg"]