The Rookie Killer, Li Luo?

The next morning.

The Aller River flowed from east to west, its waters especially crisp and clear after the nighttime drop in temperature.

The maples and beeches along the banks had gradually donned their full autumn attire of golden yellow and russet red. Their brilliant colors reflected upon the tranquil river, forming a richly saturated, symmetrical painting.

A bus emblazoned with a wolf-head logo slowly drove into Wolfsburg.

Volkswagen emblems could be seen everywhere, catching the soft morning light.

"Li, um... before we left, I accidentally drove my Mercedes-Benz to the training ground. Could you get Tom to drive it back for me? Please, help me out."

Bendtner furtively stuffed the car keys into Li Luo's hand.

The latter was a little dumbfounded.

A Wolfsburg player driving a Mercedes-Benz to the training ground?

Wasn't that like an executive at Wanglaoji headquarters drinking JDB in the office?

"Bendtner, you brat, quit getting so close to Li all the time!"

Hecking shouted.

His brows were tightly furrowed, as if he feared the Arsenal Emperor's negative aura might affect Li Luo.

Bendtner led a wild life. He called his apartment the "Shag Pad"—basically a hookup den—and the girls he brought there were different every time, as was their number.

Hecking was very superstitious: the more improper women a man came into contact with, the worse his luck became.

Although Germany was a highly industrialized country, many older people were also superstitious. Some of those beliefs had even evolved into socially recognized etiquette and customs.

"During the international break, I want everyone to watch their diet and sleep!"

"No extreme sports!"

The Wolfsburg manager's tone was stern.

The players obediently nodded in earnest.

A moment later.

The assistant coach blew the whistle to dismiss the squad.

Everyone hugged and said their goodbyes.

Li Luo remained at the training base alone.

He trained extra while considering how suitable his current ability modules would be for the coming ultimate battle:

Müller's "False Run" module, strictly speaking, also depended on his teammates. At the very least, they had to get the ball into the penalty area before he had a chance to deliver a fatal blow.

Kroos's "Square Escape" module was useful. As his ball-control attribute was corrected, the module's power had risen along with it.

Zidane's "Dragonfly Skimming" module was useful as well, its power likewise increasing with his ball-control attribute.

Alonso's "Inward-Curling Arc" module was not particularly effective. Those long passes that changed trajectory at the landing point placed demands on his teammates' football intelligence, vision, and overall ability...

Matthäus's "Cannon Shot" module was useful, provided his teammates could pull apart gaps in the opposition's defensive line...

Falcao's "Tiger Descends the Mountain" module was useful. The connection between trapping the ball and shooting was top-class, and it could also enhance the Cannon Shot module.

Of course.

The most fortunate thing was that he had obtained Robben's "Step Frequency" module.

It was equivalent to gaining the foundation for an "explosive, explosive, explosive" ability.

Li Luo's confidence surged.

Hmph.

His international career would gradually earn him many titles: Death God of Bhutan, Guam Nemesis, Timor-Leste Nightmare, Brunei Terror, Nepal's Natural Enemy, Conqueror of the Northern Mariana Islands...

A long while later.

Tom trotted over eagerly, handing him a dry towel and water. "Li, take a break. We're shooting a Volkswagen Group commercial this afternoon."

Li Luo wiped away his sweat and asked in confusion, "It's not finished yet?"

On second thought, that made sense. Most of his previous outings had been for charity events.

He slowly walked to the sidelines.

Then picked up his phone.

He saw a message.

[Rui: Li, see you at dusk~]

His female co-star for this commercial was a German girl.

In the early evening.

Li Luo met Lei at a filming location near Wolfsburg.

The nineteen-year-old German girl was at the peak of her beauty—sexy, long legs, delicate features, smooth skin, and a curvaceous figure. Like a gradually ripening pinkish-purple grape... she radiated irresistible charm.

She looked so tender one could squeeze water from her.

"Li!"

At her soft call, Lei, who had been well protected by her family's agency, suddenly recalled the "frequent physical contact" she had shared with Li Luo during their last meeting, and her cheeks immediately flushed red.

She also thought of their usual messages: Li Luo never liked replying, but whenever he did... the content always made her heart flutter.

What young girl did not dream of love?

Especially when she had met a young, wealthy, talented, handsome Bundesliga midfield prodigy with such a graceful and elegant style of play.

So Lei made a request to her agency: from then on, she would absolutely not partner with any other man for filming work.

"I'm afraid Li will misunderstand."

"Lei? What are you smiling foolishly about?"

Li Luo asked in confusion.

Lei lowered her head and, flustered, raised both hands to cover her burning cheeks. "Nothing."

Her heart was racing like a startled deer.

"Li, you're going back to the East soon... Are you going to take that Eastern girl on a date while you're there?"

"What Eastern girl? You're the only German girl I know, Lei."

Li Luo said it as if it were only natural.

Lei felt her cheeks grow even hotter.

Here he went again. I'm the only girl he knows and likes...

"But... The Sun is very authoritative when it comes to this sort of reporting."

"Lei, I never lie to girls. If the newspapers say bad things about me, don't believe a single word. If they say good things about me, you should consider their praise far too restrained."

"Mm."

Lei cupped her cheeks in both hands and gazed seriously at Li Luo's face, her eyes brimming with tenderness.

Li Luo took out his phone and lowered his head to reply to Lauren's message.

Not far away, Tom accidentally overheard their conversation, and his mouth fell open into an "O."

Clap clap clap!

The bearded director clapped his hands.

"Time is money, my friends!"

"Everyone, get in position!"

"Let's get to work!"

The scene was simple.

It picked up from the previous episode:

Explorer Li Luo opened a mummy's coffin and encountered the breathtakingly beautiful Larissa. Then the tomb chamber began to shake, with dust falling from the ceiling like rain, and he became separated from his assistant, Lauren.

When he woke up, he discovered that he had been rescued by Lei, a native girl.

The villainous organization came after them.

Without any weapons, Li Luo could only flee together with Lei.

During their escape, they went through countless dangers. As they hid and dodged pursuit, intimate physical contact was naturally unavoidable.

A long while later.

Filming ended.

Lei's feelings were complicated, and the way she looked at the Chinese boy... was filled with stars.

Li Luo, on the other hand, had no other thoughts.

It was work.

He had to maintain a professional attitude.

That idiot bearded director—next time, stop always suggesting that Volkswagen arrange for me to shoot commercials with girls. I don't like it.

I needed to exercise self-discipline.

"Lei, when I come back from China, I'll bring you a gift. Come find me then."

"Really?"

"Yeah. We're friends."

They shook hands lightly and said goodbye.

Li Luo decided he would find a chance to complain about The Sun.

What Eastern girl? He didn't know any at all. They just made things up every day.

The next day.

Braunschweig Airport.

A huge crowd of Volkswagen Group executives, Wolfsburg staff, and coaches had come to see Li Luo off.

"Take good care of yourself. The first thing you do when you get back is deal with the jet lag."

"Protect yourself. Try not to get injured."

"Don't overwork yourself. Keep your spirits up."

The uncles' voices were full of concern.

It wasn't just because of his commercial value. This season, the Chinese teenager had also helped Wolfsburg win many matches. Team bonds had formed little by little, almost without anyone noticing.

Li Luo waved and bid everyone farewell.