The three days the club was "closed for maintenance" were a blur of construction, logistics, and a truly terrifying amount of spending.
Michael, running on pure adrenaline and the giddy high of his 1000-point reward, had poured his prize money and his system points into his new 'Legacy.'
When the players returned, they didn't just walk into a training ground. They walked into a statement.
"Whoa..." was the only thing Jamie Weston could say.
The old, bumpy, rain-soaked practice pitch was gone. In its place was a "carpet," a pristine, hybrid-grass surface that looked like it had been stolen from a Premier League stadium.
The old, damp, high-school-level locker room?
It was now a futuristic, oak-paneled command center, with individual digital displays and ventilated boot lockers.
