YM778.TV Chapter 338 - 235 Again...
After some idle chatter, Harrison Clark agreed to Needham Brown’s unreasonable request.
Needham Brown, feeling satisfied, honestly ran to the monitoring station to serve as a temporary information officer, observing whether there were any pursuers at the rear.
Harrison Clark grabbed Needham Brown’s commander’s seat, sat with his legs crossed, and closed his eyes to rest.
After watching for a while, Needham Brown, full of doubt, pulled up a stool and sat next to Harrison Clark, “Why doesn’t Marthus send anyone to chase and kill us? I want to try if the modified 001 can outrun their fighters.”
Harrison Clark shook his head, ” Don’ t worry.”
“Why?”
“Because I bet she won’t chase.”
“Huh? I also bet there are no bullets in their guns!”
“Well, actually, it’s because most of Marthus’s computing power is now used for another task. If she rashly chases us and falls into our ambush, her losses will be significant.”
Needham Brown thought for a short while and tentatively asked, “Is she analyzing you, the Galactic Human?”
Harrison Clark nodded, “Yes.”
“There’s no reason for it. Although you are illogically strong, you are still just an individual combatant, and there is no need for her to pay so much attention to you.”
Harrison Clark spread his hands, “Who knows.”
Actually, he didn’t quite understand either.
Because Marthus had got his hair a long time ago, her genetic analysis should have started early on.
Harrison Clark didn’t know how much progress Marthus had made so far and why she suddenly increased the intensity of her computing power investment after finding him.
Harrison Clark was still unsure whether he would be thoroughly studied by her.
If she succeeded, what would it mean?
Harrison Clark knew nothing and could only gamble in his heart.
He bet that Marthus, the super-intelligence born in the closed Solar System, could only be considered a mid-level Type II Civilization product at most, far from his theoretically higher level of life that should only be born after humans have spread across the Milky Way, approaching the peak of Type II Civilization, or the early days of Type III Civilization.
Yes, Harrison Clark was betting that Marthus could not penetrate his research and would continue to consume computing power in the process.
So that she could be weighed down by the fetters of her progress and temporarily locked in a logical predicament where she had to complete something but could not.
Harrison Clark’s other plan was also to gamble.
When things have progressed to the point where rational judgment can no longer turn the tide and there is no guiding light to show the way, the only way to find a path out of the darkness where you can’t see your hand in front of your face is to step forward recklessly.
He gambled on whether this step led to an abyss or a vast open sky.
A few hours later, Venus-001 docked at the base of the Giant Wave Vertical Team.
In the last war, the Giant Wave Vertical Team suffered considerable losses, with nearly half of the Eagle Strike Warriors killed and even the most elite Special Action Squadron reduced to just over a hundred.
However, thanks to Nora Camp recapturing a large number of Biological Batteries and Harrison Clark’s incredible feat of stopping the war, the Freedom Front Alliance provided people, effort, and resources with no complaints, quickly rebuilding the Giant Wave Vertical Team.
The Special Action Squadron was also replenished with 300 people.
There were many fewer familiar faces, but even when extremely busy, Harrison Clark would still make time every day to briefly instruct the Special Action Squadron.
Oliver Yeoman, Daniel Thompson, and Marthus were all gone, but fortunately, among the “earliest origin” comrades, there was still a little-known, even nameless, good-luck charm Mitchell to serve as a messenger, replacing Daniel Thompson’s work.
The day the fleet returned, many people at the base still cried, but four days later, the enthusiasm and prosperity were as strong as ever.
Years of war did not make people numb, but merely better at adjusting their mentality, always transforming grief into motivation with their extra effort to live on.
Needham Brown stepped off the battleship, looking from afar at the huge training field on the other side, where 20,000 elite Eagle Strike Warriors were training in high-intensity armor, his eyes filled with envy.
In his Needham Brown Vertical Team, there were only a thousand elite warriors in total, while in the Giant Wave Vertical Team, every member was elite.
“What, feeling inferior?”
Harrison Clark, who was walking ahead, turned around and teased.
Needham Brown proudly shook his head, “Joking, right? I only admire you. No, I don’t admire anyone else!”
Just then, Nora Camp arrived.
She saw Needham Brown from afar and smiled happily, “Captain Brown, are you here to join my Giant Wave Vertical Team? That’s great. Finally, someone can help relieve some of Harrison’s pressure.”
Needham Brown got angry, “Stop…”
He didn’t finish the second half of his sentence, his mouth was covered by Harrison Clark’s slap, “Speak politely.”
Needham Brown struggled and said: “I saved him again! I just brought him back, will have a good fight with him, and then return to my own territory. Harrison, stop talking nonsense, let’s fight now!”
Nora Campw saw that he wasn’t here to join, immediately lost interest, got close to Harrison Clark and whispered, “How is the mission going?”
Harrison Clark nodded, “Easy as pie.”
“That’s good.”
Then Nora Camp looked at Needham Brown again, “You really want to fight him? He’s a combat lunatic, and once he starts, a friendly match can easily become a fight to the death.”
The eavesdropping Needham Brown straightened his back.
Though Harrison Clark was extremely arrogant, Captain Camp still worried for him.
It showed that, although I, Needham Brown, still can’t see through Harrison Clark’s ability, I have some face as the second-best human warrior after all.
Nora Camp added, “You have to be careful, don’t kill him by accident.”
Harrison Clark: “Don’t worry, I know my limits.”
Needham Brown: ??
Ten minutes later, the 64-square-kilometer training ground of the Giant Wave Vertical Team was cleared.
In the middle of the field, Harrison Clark and Needham Brown stood face to face.
Harrison Clarkhad his hands behind his back, “Let’s agree beforehand, I’ll only fight with you this one time. With your understanding, you should be able to comprehend a lot. After we’re done, you’ll have plenty of time to settle down and reflect, and when that time comes, you can update the ‘Tiger Style Course’ with Mitchell.”
“What do you mean? To be honest, I’ve already learned the advanced content inside the few versions of the course you created before, thoroughly. As early as a month ago, I got the Ultimate Enhanced Hawk Strike Armor of the same level as you! My strength has long since improved!”
As soon as Needham Brown finished speaking, he stomped his foot sharply, and the iron box beside him burst open.
One after another, the components of the Ultimate Eagle Strike Armor flew out and quickly attached to his body, assembling themselves.
Its shape was almost identical to Harrison Clark’s Battle Armor.
All around the vast square and in the low-frequency near-field quantum network of the Freedom Front, many people who were unaware of the situation were suddenly in an uproar.
As expected of Needham Brown, the once strongest warrior!
He can actually control the Ultimate Battle Armor!
It seems that with enough effort, we really can catch up to Harrison Clark one day!
In the advanced commander sequence channel that Nora Camp was also accessing, the proud voice of Vertical Formation leader Mr. Green, from Venus, came through, “Captain Needham Brown is truly extraordinary. In a battle four days ago, he singlehandedly destroyed two hundred and thirty-seven Black Light War Beasts. In the days following, he has been consistently studying and observing Harrison Clark’s battle recordings, making further progress. Although he cannot be compared to Harrison Clark, his talent and hard work cannot be denied.”
Nora Camp: “Oh, that’s pretty impressive.”
Harrison Clark felt awkward.
He really wanted to tell Needham Brown.
You think that after learning from the courses I’ve provided, you can truly defeat me.
You have such wishful thinking.
What I wrote in the course is only a fraction of my ability, not because that’s all I have, but because that’s all you can learn.
Bang!
They started fighting!
Five seconds later…
Needham Brown lay on the ground, his face full of confusion and pain all over his body.
What just happened?
Why did my shield completely fail?
Or were his movements simply too fast for me to even raise the Triple Force Shield in time?
Harrison Clark stood in front of him, hands behind his back, waiting for him to rise again.
This time it wasn’t Harrison Clark intentionally tormenting him, but rather, he was trying to extend the friendly sparring as much as possible to give other commanders and top fighters who had not yet had the chance to watch and learn from the live broadcast time to log onto the network, making it convenient for him to announce the upcoming conference that all the top brass would have to attend.
Needham Brown eventually got up again.
Another five seconds.
He was knocked down again.
The ground behind him was smashed into a large crater filled with rock cracks.
This time he successfully raised his shield, but was still hammered into the ground by the successive quark attacks from Harrison Clark.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to counterattack, he simply couldn’t lock onto Harrison Clark’s position.
Even though they were using the same equipment and pushing their bodies to the limit, why…
Harrison Clark sighed.
Some things really do become second nature. He just unknowingly went a bit too hard.
Never mind, next time he’ll suppress his own power to around 37%, have a good fight, and avoid leaving others with no space to learn after one battle.
The following battles between the two were much more enjoyable, at least on the surface they seemed to be evenly matched.
However, Needham Brown grew angrier and angrier as they fought.
He wasn’t a fool, of course, he knew that Harrison Clark was holding back.
“I don’t need your pity or sympathy, fight seriously!”
Harrison Clark: “I’m already taking this very seriously; you have no idea how hard this is for me.”
“I want you to go all-out! What’s the point of you holding back like this?”
“If I don’t holdback, you’ll fall down immediately. How can we make a training video then? How to update the course? How to train others? You need to learn to adapt. I’ll try to control my level to have more rounds for the reference value of the course we’re filming, so you can summarize it later.”
“You…”
Needham Brown’s heart was filled with unspeakable frustration and humiliation, but Harrison Clark’s words did make a lot of sense.
“Why?! Why is this?!”
He roared again and again as he was brought down and stood up again.
Finally, Harrison Clark’s shield was struck once by Needham Brown’s Black Light Warblade.
Harrison Clark’s eyes brightened slightly. This was getting interesting.
The Resurrection Factor in the young man had been fully activated. With the much more effective Quark Therapy Device, he managed to endure, and even made a little progress under the extremity of the situation.
The awakening degree of his genes had gradually increased, breaking through his own bottleneck.
Harrison Clark smiled, “Well done!”
In a moment when the two brushed past each other, Harrison Clark lowered his voice and whispered beside Needham Brown, “Activate the adaptive function of your battle armor and let my energy attack slightly hit your main body.”
Needham Brown, completely insane, involuntarily followed Harrison Clark’s suggestion.
Harrison Clark gradually increased the percentage of his power to 38%.
39%-
41%!
Needham Brown finally collapsed and could no longer get up.
Harrison Clark stood close to him, a bead of sweat quietly forming on his forehead, betraying his calm appearance.
This youngster wasn’t too bad.
His gene awakening degree had reached 34.86%!
This time, he would be even more reliable than before, right?
Familiar figures wearing white medical battle armor rapidly approached from the periphery of the square, led by Scott and his medical team alongside the scholars from the Life Institute.
Harrison Clark waved a hand, “You don’t need to worry about the rest of him, his body-parts should have all melted by now. Just take his head back and quickly build him a new body. And don’t worry about him dying, he’s stable.” Scott lifted the Hawk Armor in a stupor.
Hiss…
But Harrison Clark had already coldly and ruthlessly shifted his attention to the advanced commander channel: “Everyone, I need to hold a meeting. It’s best if everyone attends. Is there a way to further improve the confidentiality level and absolutely prevent radium eavesdropping?”
He took action.