Strangle Curry to Death, Strangle Curry to Death, Strangle Curry to Death!

Su Yan did not wake up until the afternoon. He took a cab to the arena, finished his daily training, and chatted with his teammates for a while.

Then he took a cab back to his apartment.

Leaning back on the small sofa, Su Yan checked how much money he had earned so far.

Name: Su Yan.

Level: LV2.

Level-Up EXP: 2438/100000 (EXP could only be gained through spending. Spend however much, gain that much EXP.)

System Store: Not unlocked.

Items: None.

Missions: None.

Skills: [Max Level Three-Pointer], [Basic Body Enhancement].

Amount: 80,000 USD.]

A few days ago, treating everyone to dinner had only cost him 11,380 USD. Recently, Su Yan had been alone, eating nothing but lavish meals.

That had cost him less than 2,000 USD.

Of course... that was many people's monthly salary, or even more than that.

After the last game, Su Yan had earned nearly 60,000 USD. Adding the ten thousand or so he had left over, along with the money he had earned from dribbling and walking during recent training sessions...

All told...

He had 80,000 USD.

To level up to [LV3] and receive the [LV3 Privilege Pack], he needed to spend 100,000 USD.

I've only spent a little over 2,000.

But I already feel pretty satisfied. My life is already quite luxurious.

"Ah..."

Su Yan sighed. "Am I making money too quickly to spend it all, or... am I just a boar that can't appreciate fine food?!"

Don't ask. The answer was obviously the former.

He rubbed his chin and continued thinking. "Come to think of it, there are still quite a few places to spend money right now.

"First, I can't keep taking cabs all the time. Buses are too much of a hassle, and bicycles are too tiring.

"Looks like...

"I need to buy a car.

"An ordinary one probably won't do. No man can resist the temptation of a luxury car.

"It's like... a beautiful woman putting on black stockings, showing off her long legs, and softly calling you 'big brother' in your ear.

"BOOM.

"You can't hold yourself back at all.

"But then again, even though I made 80,000 USD in just a few days, it's still far from enough to buy a high-end luxury car.

"I'll have to put that idea aside for now.

"Also... moving into a bigger place needs to be put on the agenda. I can't afford to buy one, but renting a nicer place is more than within my means.

"Besides that, I need to buy a watch. Not only will it make checking the time more convenient, it'll also improve my image and charm.

"A watch...

"An essential for men."

With that in mind...

Su Yan settled on where he needed to spend money right now: a new apartment and a watch.

80,000 USD.

It was not enough to buy a high-end car, but... it should be more than enough to buy a high-end watch.

And after playing one more game, Su Yan would definitely earn 100,000 USD. As long as he spent it, he could raise his level to [LV3].

As he thought...

Su Yan gradually drifted off to sleep on the sofa.

The next day.

Because he had gone to bed early, Su Yan got up early as well and arrived at the arena to train at around eight o'clock.

There were no other players in the arena yet.

After training for half an hour, the first person to push open the arena doors was not a player, but... Coach D'Antoni.

As soon as he came in, he saw Su Yan training alone. Walking closer, he could see that Su Yan's jersey was already soaked with sweat.

Obviously.

He had been at it for quite a while.

D'Antoni was extremely satisfied. "Su Yan has extraordinary three-point talent, and he trains this hard, too.

He'll definitely become a superstar in the future.

Then I need to put my plan into action as soon as possible. The timing is perfect right now—I need to get the Knicks rebuilding as early as possible!

If you think this book is good, remember to add it to your bookshelf so you won't have trouble finding it next time.

Let my 'Run and Gun' sweep through New York!"

"Yan, you're here early!"

D'Antoni greeted him with a smile. "You love basketball far more than those guys do. Your sweat won't be wasted, and your hard work will definitely be rewarded."

"Hello, Coach."

Hearing him, Su Yan turned around and greeted D'Antoni with a smile. "Coach, you came pretty early too.

When a team's coach is focused on his work.

I think... under your coaching, our team will soon become a powerhouse!"

He didn't say it outright, but he was clearly praising D'Antoni.

"Haha!"

D'Antoni laughed heartily, his face full of delight. "Well said. Even though we started the season with ten straight losses, I still like hearing people praise me.

Yan, keep training. I'll go take care of my business."

"Alright, Coach."

Su Yan replied politely.

In fact.

There were two reasons Su Yan trained so hard.

First, both dribbling and running could earn him money. Each dribble earned 2 USD, and every step he ran was worth 2 USD as well.

In just that half hour.

Su Yan had run over 2,000 steps and dribbled no fewer than 1,000 times. Altogether... he had casually made over 6,000 USD.

This was awesome!

If this money-grinding method didn't have diminishing returns and wasn't so exhausting, Su Yan really would have wanted to slack off for good.

Still, something was better than nothing.

Making ten thousand or so USD on the side during daily training was pretty decent.

Second, over the past two games, Su Yan had come to understand just how powerful his three-point shot was, but he also realized that his other abilities were still lacking.

Against someone like Stuckey, the second option on a weak team, he could barely hold his own.

But when facing Hamilton, who was still near the tail end of his prime, Su Yan struggled badly on defense and held no advantage.

What if he faced even stronger players?

Like LeBron, Kobe, Wade, Duncan, and the others—wouldn't he get utterly destroyed?

Even against players a tier below them, such as Durant, Paul, Anthony, Pierce, and the rest, he felt he probably wouldn't be able to stop them either.

If he truly ran into a strong team.

Su Yan felt he wouldn't be able to put up particularly good numbers. Then he wouldn't be able to earn money, level up, or become stronger.

What had originally been a positive cycle would turn into a vicious one.

So... he secretly decided that, with the system's help, he still needed to keep up with his daily training.

A double boost.

Only then could he rise to prominence in the shortest possible time.

Starting at nine.

Players gradually arrived, and everyone trained together until eleven-thirty. Then they went to the cafeteria to grab something to eat and rested for a while.

At one in the afternoon.

Everyone boarded the team plane and flew to Golden State.

Tonight, they would challenge the Golden State Warriors on the road at Oracle Arena.

After arriving in Golden State, they checked into the hotel they had reserved in advance. By then, it was already evening.

At six in the evening.

The Knicks arrived at the visiting team's locker room at Oracle Arena.

There were still two hours before tip-off. Everyone rested while sorting out their uniforms and equipment, preparing to head to the court early to warm up.

Tonight.

They would go for three straight wins.

Before heading to the court, Coach D'Antoni stood before the group and said solemnly, "The Warriors are a team with tremendous offensive firepower.

Their defense is average.

But if they get their offense rolling, ordinary teams simply can't withstand it.

Among them... their strongest player is undoubtedly the Warriors' leader, Monta Ellis, an incredibly formidable Dual-Guard.

So far this season.

He was averaging 26.7 points, 4.2 rebounds, 5.4 assists, 2.3 steals, and 0.5 Blocks per game.

Seventh in the league in scoring, fifth in steals—he was a powerful All-Star player!

So tonight, on the defensive end.

We absolutely must... shut down Stephen Curry, shut down Stephen Curry, shut down Stephen Curry!!!

Important things need to be said three times!"

The players: ???