Vienna.
Danube River Food Industry Park.
The construction site was filled with workers at work, and two paved roads stretching from the park toward Vienna's main urban area and the harbor were under construction.
"Today, everyone, let's try to finish these last fifty meters. Then we can call it a day," the foreman said to the workers as he looked at the darkening sky.
After a day of hard work, the workers heard that they were finally close to finishing and unconsciously sped up, hoping to get a hot meal sooner.
In East Africa.
Nairobi city, Andalou Village.
"Figo, pass the ball over here!" Mars shouted to his teammate.
Hearing the shout, Figo spun around and, with a flying kick, sent a leather-stitched football flying behind him.
"Take it!"
A sturdy figure rushed toward the football. Mars stopped the rolling ball with his foot, then dribbled at full speed toward the undefended right side of the opposing field.
"Damn it, stop him!" Antonio roared at his players.
Three players from Jacob Village's team hurriedly raced back to cover the open space behind them.
But it was already too late. Mars charged through them as though entering an uninhabited land, and with a feint, he sent all three intercepting players behind him.
He even turned back and taunted them, "Goodbye, little darlings!"
With that, he sped toward the opposing goal with the ball.
Watching Mars charge toward him, the goalkeeper had already begun predicting the direction of Mars's shot.
The other Jacob Village players could no longer get back in time. They could only watch helplessly as Mars launched a one-man attack on their goal.
Mars came to a sudden stop and made a smooth switch. The football hung in midair from its momentum, and Mars found his angle, leaped