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Needham Brown lay on the ground again, his face full of confusion.

Why…?

Why is it that I have clearly increased my parameters by 0.1% higher than him, yet his movements are still so fast that my operation accuracy and strength can’t catch up with him?

Am I that weak?

No, it’s impossible!

Footsteps approached.

Harrison Clark stood in front of him, looking down at the fallen Needham Brown, “Although Emergency Treatment can relieve pain and provide initial repair, despite all this… Your injuries have worsened. How does that feel? There’s always someone better, right? Do you want to continue? Next time, I’ll allow you to increase it to 36.9%.”

“Put in some more effort—I’m starting to feel some pressure. Maybe you can win? Maybe you can really push me to my limit?”

Needham Brown remained silent.

Harrison Clark chuckled, “I’ll tell you one more thing. Both of us have a Galaxy Equipment operating proficiency score of 100. But my 100 is because the setting only goes up to 100, and you truly can only reach 100. Rookie, have you learned anything yet?”

By now, Harrison Clark had a general understanding of Needham Brown and all the warriors’ current level of combat.

It’s not easy to admit, but while humanity’s technological level has come far, the warriors’ comprehensive strength is, at most, only half of what it used to be.

Last time, the Eagle Strike Warriors could consistently exert over 95% of their potential, even surpassing 150% when risking their lives.

This time, even though the performance of the Galaxy Equipment is far better and the warriors’ awakening rates are much higher, the development of their abilities rarely even reaches 80%. Needham Brown is considered a genius but can barely manage a consistent 90%.

As for extraordinary performance, don’t even think about it.

The so-called 100 evaluation points represent only a 90% limit.

It’s a misconception that this is already the limit of the human body.

But Harrison Clark knows it’s not enough.

The reason is not only the issue with the Information Cocoon Room but also the lack of genuine war trials.

Last time, under the threat of radium, those who survived until adulthood had already been among the best in seeking survival.

This timeline, however, has virtual Imaginary Enemies designed to prepare in advance for future wars. They can’t teach the warriors the determination needed for their potential to burst forth in bloodshed.

Actually, this problem already existed in earlier timelines, but Harrison Clark had never seen higher peaks before and thought it was the limit.

Now he understands, he knows the gap.

His progress comes from an indescribable sense of life experience.

It can’t be learned without genuinely facing life and death and escaping death time and time again.

Even if you try learning through training, it’s still a fragile, empty idea.

The current Harrison Clark is entirely different from other soldiers.

He has a wealth of life and death experiences, and truly dying seven times.

He has already honed the ability to instinctively exceed normal expectations in battle.

His fighting style is effortless and casual.

Another half hour passed, and Needham Brown lay on the ground like a zombie once again.

On the other side, Harrison Clark’s hands were pressed against his knees, his Battle Armor slightly damaged and looking somewhat disheveled.

The gap between the two’s awakening rates had widened to 0.3%, and Needham Brown’s operational level continued to rise.

Although his instruction accuracy hadn’t improved, after the parameters were adjusted to 36.9%, the number of instructions his Galaxy Basic Armor received every second increased.

Needham Brown’s brain could handle more instruction sets, so the gap in effective instruction numbers between them was slowly narrowing.

Moreover, Needham Brown’s physical strength was slightly stronger, so Harrison Clark’s victory was not as comfortable as before—his Battle Armor damage rate reached 39-9%, and the remaining energy was only 12.5%.

“General Needham, you’re at 36.9% now, 0.2% higher than Captain Ben. Do you want to continue?” Harrison Clark walked in front of Needham Brown, looking fatigued, “You look like you’re about to give in, why not admit defeat?”

Needham Brown had been beaten into a near-death state three times in a very short period of time.

Even with the help of emergency medical treatments, along with the robots in the rear that provided intensive treatment and the inherent rapid healing Resurrection Factor, Needham Brown was starting to struggle.

Harrison Clark thought to himself that he should control the pace.

Otherwise, if Needham Brown was truly enraged and raised his awakening rate to 37.1%, he would lose, which would be less than ideal.

So, he would fight one more time, completely heal him, give him a break, and then call it a day.

“Huff…huff…huff…”

Needham Brown lay on the ground panting heavily, his body trembling slightly.

He was currently enduring the immense pain that came with the robotic medical treatment’s rapid healing activation.

He could have let the medical robot activate the pain-blocking function, but he didn’t.

It wasn’t because he enjoyed the pain; he simply wanted to remember the feeling of pain at this moment.

He had been invincible for too long and stagnant at his current level for too long.

He wanted to feel pain. He wanted to use the pain to rediscover his past desire for power when he was quickly improving.

But his talent was in single combat, and the pain he needed couldn’t come from bearing the brunt of a battleship’s cannon— that would be pointless.

He wanted to lose a battle, but he couldn’t.