Defrosting The Cold Young Master - Chapter 813 - 817 Pacify Him

Yin Xu, a super genius of cultivating demonic arts in history. However, once his failed to get through the tribulation and became a mortal, even a reputed good-for-nothing at last.So what if he was a tr*sh, he can still cultivate the demonic arts!So what if he couldn’t ascend, he can still be the lord above everyone else, but excepting someone!As to the man…Yin Xu: “Next time, I must ride on you!”Teng Yu: “Good! If you don’t want the Yang energy to replenish your Yin energy.”Yin Xu: “Oh! Forget it. Cultivating my demonic arts is the most important!!!”

Eric Maddox, a 70-year-old American retired football coach once hailed for his tactical brilliance, now forgotten by time—closes his eyes for what he believes is a normal nap in his quiet Florida retirement home.But when he opens them, he's not staring at ceiling tiles, instead, he's on a touchline.Wearing boots in the rain.With players running on the pitch, fans jeering behind barriers, and the smell of cheap turf pellets in the air.“What the hell is this?”He’s twenty-five again, but it’s not Earth. It’s a world where football reigns supreme. A world where the sport is religion, its practitioners, deities in cleats. Coaches are revered, players are worshipped, and even the kit man gets treated like royalty.But there's one catch: none of it is familiar. The clubs, the players, the leagues, the competitions, and even the currency—they're all different. Alien. Like waking up in a dream where the rules are the same, but the language is foreign.As if that wasn’t enough, the body he’s now in? A youth coach with a laughable win record, a looming divorce, and a measly fifty thousand in the bank that his ex-wife is fighting tooth and nail to take. All of it.Just when the spiral seems inevitable, a monotone chime pierces the noise.[Initiating Golden Finger…][…45%… 75%… 100%][System Integration Complete.][Welcome, host. You are now bound to the Pro Manager System. Objective: Dominate the Football World. A new era begins]From washed-up has-been to chosen one of destiny, Eric Maddox is about to trade arthritis pills for tactical boards, and shuffleboard for Prestigious Cup glory.Because in this world, tactics are power.And on this touchline, he’s about to become a god.

Reborn into her younger years, she's determined to rewrite her fate.This time, she'll earn her own fortune, buy that dream villa, outsmart every scheming character, and never hesitate to protect herself—even if it means hardening her heart.Her (blinking in disbelief):“Wait… does this mean I'm now on the same level as a rich tycoon?”Him (smirking):“Not quite. You're already standing on the tycoon's foot.”

Mathew survived the entire two weeks of the apocalypse. A great score for someone blessed with brains over the brawn. Yet, even he fell after just fourteen days, giving his all to save the one person he cared for.

But why does a death looks like watching himself from the third person perspective? Is this the purgatory to watch over his own shoulders at the mistakes he made? A punishment for Mathew's sins to repeat those mistakes over and over again?

But wait, what are the three clocks in the corner of his vision, one of which only five minutes away from ticking out?