Shocking the Crowd.

The whole bullpen was silent, only heavy breathing from Rocky was echoing in the huge crowd, and everyone was looking at the pitcher, who was an unknown boy, and he looked extremely happy. The fat coach was just beside Lukas and fixing Lukas's stance.

"Young man, here you should take your right leg up in the air as much as possible and throw the ball with full momentum like this, as soon as your feet touch the ground, use your whole arm and the wrist, hold the ball like this so that you can be comfortable with the ball and use your whole shoulder, try it, " Coach said with a serious nod and then backed off.

Rocky, the college team ace, was breathing hard because no matter what he did, he couldn't hit the ball once when this boy in front of him pitched it.

As Lukas looked at Rocky as if to ask if he was ready or not, Rocky held his hand high to stop Lukas from pitching.

"Water? I need some water, " Rocky said, his voice was rough and not that charismatic anymore.

The nerdy boy from earlier who wrote Lukas's name on a sheet before ran with a bottle of water, Rocky chugged the whole bottle down in some seconds, then roughly tapped the nerdy boy on his shoulder and said something in his ear.

Nerdy boy nodded his head, then ran back with the empty bottle and came back with a helmet in his hand and gave it to Rocky.

Rocky put the helmet on without any shame, then positioned himself in the batter's box, then nodded at Lukas. Lukas positioned himself as the coach showed him earlier and pulled up his right leg in the air, and it went down with a waist-turning motion.

As soon as his waist turned, it made a cracking noise. Lukas felt comfortable all over his body and threw the ball super hard, he never expected he could throw that hard.

*Zoop*

*Thap*

The ball instantly crossed Rocky and went into the net behind him, everyone in the crowd looked at the fat coach to hear him say the speed.

The fat coach's eyes almost popped out from the shock, and he looked at the speed radar gun for two whole seconds while the whole crowd of students looked at him for those two seconds.

The fat coach then looked towards everyone present and said very loudly, "GENIUS.

"Fuck, are you serious?"

"Tell us the speed."

"Can he be serious?"

The crowd hearing the "genius" erupted with murmurs, they wanted to hear how fast the pitch was, and this coach was spilling bullshit. Lukas also rolled his eyes at the coach, but he still looked not that interested in the sport, because how much genius can he be? Maybe genius in the college, and who gives a shit about college?

"Coach, sir, stop fooling around and tell us what you saw? " Mike asked, he was standing just beside the fat coach, but he was more focused on Lukas, who is a natural pitcher. It means Lukas was born to pitch.

"Okay everyone, calm down. This young man has pitched with an earth-shattering speed, if this radar gun is correct, which it is. " The coach, saying this, looked at everyone, even the most chattering girls were quiet to listen to what the coach had to say.

"This young man has pitched with a speed of 106 MPH. " The coach said this looked proud and looked at everyone, without Lukas, everyone was shocked to the core.

Lukas was the only one who came here for the system and its mission, everyone else came here to be on the team or support the college team, they were passionate about this game.

Lukas wanted to throw once more, but he felt a little tired, and he was hungry as well, so he decided to quit. He has already pitched 8 times, which should bring plenty of rewards from the system, no need to overdo it.

Lukas then walked to the coach, who gave him such an opportunity, and smiled at him and said, "Thank you for letting me pitch this many times. I am very hungry and wanted to have some lunch, so I'll be going. "

The fat coach, hearing this, smiled widely in his eyes. The ace of the team felt like trash now. He tapped Lukas's shoulder and said, "Of course, of course, my son, let's go eat somewhere nice. My treat. "

Lukas looked at the fat coach weirdly, then nodded his head, as he wanted to take a little rest anyway, and the coach was nice enough to give him the ball several times and teach him how to use his waist.

"Alrighty, Mike. Can you please take over? I want to have some chat with this young man here. " The coach asked but didn't wait for Mike to respond and grabbed Lukas by his shoulder and walked out of the field.

The whole field was murmuring to themselves because a boy just broke the world record? Did they just witness a world record? Rocky was shaking all over because he did not even see that ball coming.

Lukas, on the other hand, was walking calmly with the coach, who was not that talkative either, they soon reached a maroon-colored car, which was a 1998 Ford Crown Victoria.

"Sit down, please," Coach smilingly said, his voice was very polite and calm.

"Yes, sir. Lukas nodded his head, entered the front passenger seat, and sat down.

The fat coach also sat down in the driver's seat, the car's suspension dipped slightly, then bounced back up, then he started the car and left towards Nassau Street.

"Young man, What is your name?" Fat coach asked, he was looking at the street very carefully as he talked.

"Lukas Martin, I am a first-year student in the economics department," Lukas replied, he was almost certain what this coach was about to say.

"Lukas? Very nice name. My name is Henry. You can call me Coach Henry or Manager Henry. So, Lukas, you've never played this game, have you?" Henry asked with a smile.

"No, I've never had any interest in such games. I don't think I have that in me, and I don't want to be on the college team either." Lukas stated his intentions clearly, although by the reaction of the crowd in the field, he could understand that he is good at this, but he is not interested in college sports crap.

"Well, who asked you to play on the college team anyway? " Henry replied with a cheeky smile.