After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 616 - 0247 Not much time left for football (subscribe please)_3

Just like Manchester United, Turin had also experienced an air disaster; before the disaster, Turin was known as the Gods Team, with most of Italy’s national players playing for Turin.

The 1947-1948 Turin Gods Team was one of the strongest teams in football history, scoring 125 goals in a single season, while the second-highest scoring team, Milan, had only 76 goals.

Mazzola, Gabito, and Loick were the trident of Turin at that time.

The current Three Northern Giants of Serie A were heavily suppressed back then; Juventus was no match for their city rivals Turin, whose dominance in Serie A at the time was far stronger than Bayern’s in the Bundesliga.

Unfortunately, after the air disaster, Turin never managed to rise again.

Huang Kaiwen had never watched videos of these players’ games, but he guessed they weren’t bad.

The practical value of "Seal Dribbling" wasn’t high; Huang Kaiwen wasn’t very interested. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"Fabregas’s Pizza" was probably similar in effect to Figo’s pig head meat; perhaps it would be effective against Manchester United or Arsenal?

Checking his 9380 "Destiny Points," Huang Kaiwen used 120 points to acquire "Bicycle Mastery" and "Immunity Card."

Skill: Bicycle Mastery – Slightly increases leg frequency, masters various bicycles, whether track bikes, road bikes, mountain bikes, or even minibikes, you can reach a professional level with any of them, and even with a tricycle, you will feel like flying.

Huang Kaiwen: ...

He suspected some manufacturer had paid for advertising.

Being able to increase leg frequency was still pretty good.

Even if he didn’t draw the related templates, he could still, like Aimar, use super high step frequency to protect the ball and dribble past opponents.

The 100 points of skills offered by the system were really useful now; he didn’t care as much about the bonus professional level. In many sports, even if he reached a professional level, competing for championship against the strongest player in that sport would require a lot of practice and matches.

On the other hand, improvements to physical abilities were very noticeable on the pitch.

In July, the system store yielded enough satisfaction for Huang Kaiwen to happily drift into dreamland.

He got up at noon to eat in the restaurant.

The young lady asked, "Shouldn’t we buy a house in London?"

"Buy a house?"

Huang Kaiwen asked.

How did the conversation suddenly turn to buying a house?

"Yes, London’s property prices are likely to increase for a long time, and it’s a financial hub. Plus, you occasionally play away games in London, so it would be convenient for us if we owned a house there," the young lady said with a smile. "It’s a perfect opportunity for you to create a buzz to suppress the news from Milan by buying a house in London."

"Alright then, how much does it cost to buy a house in London?"

Huang Kaiwen inquired.

"I’ve looked into it, and the nicer ones are priced in the tens to hundreds of millions of British Pounds," the young lady replied.

"Hundreds of millions of British Pounds!!!"

Inzaghi exclaimed, quickly glancing at the young lady’s expression.

Noticing that the young lady’s face showed no surprise, Inzaghi whispered, "Kevin, if you buy a house in London, I will stay at your place when I come here."

"Aren’t you already?"

Huang Kaiwen asked with a roll of his eyes.

It’s like he hadn’t stayed before.

Even if Inzaghi really came to freeload, Huang Kaiwen wouldn’t actually kick him out.

"You rich people really have it so good. I might not be able to save a few tens of millions after twenty years of hard work, and here you are casually discussing buying houses worth hundreds of millions, in British Pounds no less!" Inzaghi lamented.

"Rich people have their issues too," Huang Kaiwen remarked.

"What issues?"

"The issue of being envied by people like you!" Huang Kaiwen said with a laugh.

Inzaghi flipped him off.

In the afternoon, the group went out to meet with a real estate agent.

The paparazzi trailing Huang Kaiwen were more numerous than the pedestrians on the street.

Some TV stations even dispatched live-broadcast vans, following them the entire time.

Mourinho said that the British really had a knack for voyeurism; they loved to snoop on others’ private lives. This could be seen from how developed the British tabloids are, or else they wouldn’t be able to support so many gossip magazines.

People in other countries liked gossip too, but the British were definitely the most curious!

After viewing several properties, all with multi-story buildings and more rooms than green spaces, Huang Kaiwen didn’t like any of them.

After a seafood dinner at Dorchester’s Alan Duca, the group returned to the hotel.

While Huang Kaiwen was practicing Snooker in the hotel, Neo stood guard at the door.

Inzaghi, who volunteered to be a practice partner, said, "I think fishing is more fun than playing Snooker. Should we go fishing in the River Thames when we have time?"

"Let’s not," Huang Kaiwen replied. "You probably need a fishing license to fish here. It would be too much trouble to get one especially since we won’t be coming to London often."

"Come on, you’re a young man! Shouldn’t young people try a variety of things?" Inzaghi argued, waving the cue in his hand. "Fishing in famous rivers around the world, catching different species of big fish with your own fishing rod... when you’re old, you’ll have so many precious memories!"

"So what’s the biggest fish you’ve caught so far? How long and how heavy was it?" Huang Kaiwen asked with a smile.

He knew Inzaghi liked fishing, but could this fishing buddy actually catch a fish?

Inzaghi: ...

Around nine, Huang Kaiwen prepared to return to his room to rest.

After a moment of silence, Inzaghi said, "Just wait for the big fish I’ll hook!"

"Just make sure not to fish without a license!"

Huang Kaiwen cautioned.

Being caught fishing without a license could be a lot of trouble.

"I know," Inzaghi replied.

Once back in his room, he sneakily slipped out of the hotel.

Stores in the UK generally close early.