The past three days hadn't been entirely fruitless. At the very least, he'd managed to get through *Mathematical Models*. He hadn't fully grasped it yet, but that didn't matter—as long as the system acknowledged it, he was good.
[Spirit 2.6] -> [Spirit 2.7]
Now, Li Wei only needed another 0.3 attribute points to evolve.
On Sunday evening, the setting sun was like a pool of molten gold, spilling across the New Jersey Giants' practice field.
For most of the players at the tryout, it was a cruel moment. In the office, Dabor, Matty, and the others were taking a red pen to the roster, crossing out names one by one. Every stroke of the pen signified the shattering of a young man's professional dream.
But for Li Wei, it was just another ordinary weekend.
Buses were already lined up outside, ready to take the rejected players to the airport. The air was thick with the scent of departure and dejection.
However, a low, ferocious engine roar shattered the heavy silence.
