Thinking about this, Guardiola couldn’t help but feel a sense of blame.

If José had been a bit more generous in completing an equivalent exchange, Huang Kaiwen wouldn’t have been injured.

If Huang Kaiwen hadn’t been injured, he wouldn’t have to say these things on the training ground.

Without encouraging his teammates, naturally, he wouldn’t have accidentally injured this Catalonia native.

In the end, it’s all damn José Mourinho’s fault!

Guardiola shook his head and walked toward the office.

Returning to Barcelona wasn’t completely fruitless; this time, he found a book about Freemasonry essays.

Freemasonry only recruits theists, but it doesn’t restrict your faith—as long as you believe in your own god, it’s fine.

But Guardiola discovered an astonishing message in the book, suggesting that Freemasonry wants everyone to become gods. As long as you train properly and develop your abilities reasonably, you’ll become divine.

Moreover, the Tower of Babel was built by Freemasonry.

It may not be a tower but rather a space gate.

Guardiola isn’t very interested in Freemasonry because it has become a secret means for some to collude for private gain.

However, he is very interested in the space gate.

If this is true, does it mean that he could remotely affect José from the locker room, achieving the possibility of using his own body to make a sacrifice?

These mystical theories seem vague, but when you think about it carefully, they make some sense.

Guardiola researched meticulously, feeling that there must be mysterious forces in this world; he just hasn’t found the right way yet.

Closing the "Freemasonry Secret Diary" at hand, Guardiola massaged his head.

Ultimately, he decided to solve the matter using the method he knows now.

Although Huang Kaiwen has started training with the ball, Giovanni Nanni also said that his body is not yet fit for playing.

He took a photo of Mourinho from a drawer.

He then took something he had bought from his bag and placed it on the photo, arranging stones and twigs around it to represent mountains and trees.

Guardiola lit the magical candle he made from various materials, and an indescribable scent rushed to his brain. He thought he must have used too much ginger powder.

As the wax dripped, Guardiola muttered softly in the dim room: "Asherah, goddess of fertility, one birth corresponds to one death. I pray for one person’s recovery, and I will sacrifice another’s health..."

Then Guardiola used a twig to dip in the colored wax and wrote many cuneiform scripts on the ground.

This is Akkadian, based on expert references and his own guesses, it should be the incantation he chanted.

Next, let’s see if Huang Kaiwen can make an appearance tomorrow.

...

Returning to the dorm in the evening, Huang Kaiwen received a call from Lily.

They didn’t stay in a hotel because this time the Barça fans were crazy; they wanted to beat Milan so badly.

Staying at a hotel wouldn’t allow for restful sleep, as the staff were also locals.

As soon as they found a place, they would inform Barça fans to create noise downstairs.

So the entire Milan team was staying in the dorms of the Espanyol youth team.

"Want to play a game, Kevin?"

Kaka asked, holding a PSP.

Huang Kaiwen waved his phone, smiling and shaking his head.

On the other end of the phone, Lily coyly said, "What do you mean by sending that emoji on my account all day long?"

"It means just that."

Huang Kaiwen replied with a smile.

"Pervert!"

Lily teased.

After chatting a bit more, Huang Kaiwen used [Recovery Card].

Then he continued messaging Lily’s account on the computer.

Since he was nearing the recovery period, it wouldn’t look too conspicuous.

Posting frequently over the past few days was also to get everyone used to it, so it wouldn’t seem too sudden, connecting his recovery with this matter.

The Yellow Ball King, despite his extraordinary talent, was still very cautious about these matters.

After finishing the call, Huang Kaiwen and Kaka played some games together.

There weren’t as many entertainment options during this time; games seemed more fun back then.

Even though the graphics were quite blurry at this time, they played for more than an hour.

"Time to sleep, Ricardo."

Huang Kaiwen said.

A little relaxation before bed is fine, given there’s a match tomorrow.

"Okay, good night, Kevin!"

Kaka said after turning off the lights.

...

The Espanyol’s cafeteria had already been replaced by Milan staff.

Milan was also afraid that locals might be bribed; no one could pin down Ronaldo’s form in 1998, and the team always took precautions when playing away.

While the players were having breakfast, Guardiola excitedly said, "Today we face a decisive battle. Whether the Milan Dynasty collapses today depends on your performance tonight..."

"Coach, is there any good news?"

Gattuso asked.

Guardiola’s smile was too obvious.

"No, don’t overthink it."

Guardiola replied.

In the morning, Huang Kaiwen and Giovanni Nanni came to him together.

Huang Kaiwen’s body had completely recovered.

Is there anything more exciting than this?

Guardiola felt that José had paid such a high price, he couldn’t waste this opportunity.

So he decided to give his old friend Luis Enrique a surprise.

Guardiola looked at Huang Kaiwen and said, "Kevin, later you go directly to the stadium and let Gagliani accompany you to watch the match."

"Okay, Coach!"

Huang Kaiwen replied with a smile.

This was Guardiola’s strategy.

Might as well not let him go with the main team and look for an opportunity to return to the locker room.

Catching Barcelona off guard.

The only problem is whether Camp Nou staff would stop Huang Kaiwen for not being on the roster, but Guardiola could handle that.