Black Iron's Glory - Chapter 392 - Revolver Test: Success!

Heath transmigrated to an alternate dimension and awakened the [God-like Extraction System]. With the help of the system, he steadily walked the path of the Witcher to become a god.

Eric Maddox, a 70-year-old American retired football coach once hailed for his tactical brilliance, now forgotten by time—closes his eyes for what he believes is a normal nap in his quiet Florida retirement home.But when he opens them, he's not staring at ceiling tiles, instead, he's on a touchline.Wearing boots in the rain.With players running on the pitch, fans jeering behind barriers, and the smell of cheap turf pellets in the air.“What the hell is this?”He’s twenty-five again, but it’s not Earth. It’s a world where football reigns supreme. A world where the sport is religion, its practitioners, deities in cleats. Coaches are revered, players are worshipped, and even the kit man gets treated like royalty.But there's one catch: none of it is familiar. The clubs, the players, the leagues, the competitions, and even the currency—they're all different. Alien. Like waking up in a dream where the rules are the same, but the language is foreign.As if that wasn’t enough, the body he’s now in? A youth coach with a laughable win record, a looming divorce, and a measly fifty thousand in the bank that his ex-wife is fighting tooth and nail to take. All of it.Just when the spiral seems inevitable, a monotone chime pierces the noise.[Initiating Golden Finger…][…45%… 75%… 100%][System Integration Complete.][Welcome, host. You are now bound to the Pro Manager System. Objective: Dominate the Football World. A new era begins]From washed-up has-been to chosen one of destiny, Eric Maddox is about to trade arthritis pills for tactical boards, and shuffleboard for Prestigious Cup glory.Because in this world, tactics are power.And on this touchline, he’s about to become a god.

After coming out of a tunnel… it was pitch dark.

Actress Chu Yaoyao was murdered. But she woke up, 20 years later in her timeline, in the body of a notorious 18th-line female star with the same name as her.

A scumbag wants to ban her? The little assistant wants to step on her and take over her fame? The patriarchal family wants to suck her dry? Netizens organized a group to hack her? The most frightening thing is that her figure is out of shape, beyond recognition!

With the Film Empress holding an interstellar red envelope group, none of these are problems.

The bigwigs in the interstellar entertainment industry give out red envelopes every day. As her fans, they only ask the Film Empress to guide their acting skills.

The first step is to lose weight and become beautiful. The second step is to become popular in acting. The third step is to abuse the scum and slap the face. The fourth step is that it’s not bad to fall in love…

The actor next door, what do you think about falling in love?

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