My system allows me to copy talents-Chapter 591: Wind of change

Casting a brilliant glow on the surface, the mighty sun illuminated brightly in the sky. Wisps of clouds lazily stretched across the vast pale blue canvas like brushstrokes from a painter's hand.

Basking under the gentle warmth of the morning sun, some individuals dressed in blue could be seen on a certain field.

They were lazily stretching their bodies while chatting idly with each other. Occasional laughter could be heard among them.

"Did you hear about the transfers?"

One of them inquired.

"Yeah, it feels like catastrophe has hit us," another individual with short black hair sighed.

"How could the management sell so many players in one go?" another individual complained while stretching his legs.

"Indeed, losing five starting players will definitely hurt."

While the group of individuals were conversing, a rather tanned-skinned individual arrived at the scene. He had medium-length jet-black hair, eyes like the night sky, and a rather robust frame with wide shoulders.

Seeing those groups gathered together, he greeted them, "Good morning, everyone."

Hearing the greeting, the group of individuals turned to look at him. Seeing him, some of their lips curled into a smile.

"Good morning, Seko!"

They greeted Tatsuki cheerfully.

Smiling, Seko mumbled with a rather nostalgic tone, "It feels like an eternity since I last saw you guys. How have you all been?"

Responding to his question, they said that they had been fine. After that, they exchanged some pleasantries and questioned each other about their holidays.

After a while, somebody mentioned the matter regarding the mass transfers.

Hearing about their recent situation, Tatsuki couldn't help but frown. Although he was briefly aware of their ongoing crisis, he wasn't aware of the entire details.

So, when he heard from them about the details, he couldn't help but feel a sense of crisis. Three of their starting players had been poached by another club, two of their veterans had retired, and two of their rising young talent had also left the club.

In total, they had lost seven important players. Even for a club their size, it was a huge deal and a matter of crisis that required immediate attention.

Even their previous star midfielder had left the club. Erickson had received an offer from the Saudi club Al-Riyad. With his contract expiring and the clause that allowed the player to leave the club, the club couldn't do anything about the transfer.

Well, because he had lost his star status to a young player, it wasn't anything surprising

either. After all, he had been accustomed to the feeling of importance.

"With Erickson gone, there'll be even more pressure on Hiro," one of them spoke concernedly.

The others nodded their head in agreement. After all, they were aware that despite Hiro's age, he was the one leading the team.

Just then another asked, "Ahh that's right! I don't see Hiro. Isn't he supposed to be the first one to arrive?"

They swept their gaze through the field. But couldn't find Hiro.

Unable to find Hiro, they shifted their focus to Tatsuki.

Faced with their gazes, Tatsuki immediately answered, "He said that he had some work left to do. So, he left the house early today."

Upon hearing him, some of them felt intrigued.

"So, even the cyborg can get late sometimes due to personal issues huh?" one of them commented.

They let out a hearty laugh and continued with their stretches.

After about fifteen minutes everybody arrived on the field. Even Hiro managed to make it on time. Haruki, however, was the only missing one.

Due to the absence of the manager, the session was handled by other coaches.

Yet for some reason, the intensity of the training was rather high. The coach responsible for the session, a rather old-looking individual with a bald head pushed them beyond their limit. It was the very first training session, yet the intensity of the session was on a whole another level. Amidst the training, one could distinctively hear the complaints of many players. Especially, the older players found the session intolerable.

Running lap after lap left them utterly exhausted. Some were even on their four limbs. Beep!

Finally, after about an hour, they were given the chance to rest.

At this moment, many players collapsed on the field. Panting heavily, they lay with their face facing the sky.

"Huff! Huff!"

"Why is the training so intense today?" one of the veteran players complained while gasping heavily.

"Huff! Exactly... The season hasn't even... started."

The bald coach was still jotting down something in the notebook he carried. But hearing the complaints of the players, he couldn't help but want to clarify their doubts.

"It's better you get adapted to the session soon. This season, the coach has introduced a new tactic, and for that, the work rate must be high," Nagai, the assistant coach said.

Having worked with coach Haruki for multiple years, the players were familiar with the coaching style of Haruki. Coach Haruki was the type of coach who updated himself with time.

He wasn't one of those traditional coach who didn't want to evolve. Almost every season, he'd introduce something new.

But this time, they couldn't help but exasperate.

The training was extremely demanding and was putting their body under huge burden. So, they couldn't help but feel dissatisfied with the intensity of the training.

After all, even the younger generation was suffering. So, how could they expect those old bones to execute such a high-intensity training regime?

Nagai despite hearing their rants couldn't bring himself to console them. He was well aware of the burden the training would put on the older players.

But he wasn't cruel enough to destroy their bodies.

So, he had meticulously planned the session to fit the palate of every player. Despite that, he couldn't deny that the older players would find the session a bit more extreme than the

younger ones.

Frowning, Nagai looked helplessly at the players. Then he continued with his task of

analyzing their performance.

Just then while the players were resting, Haruki arrived on the field. Three new faces were

accompanying him.