I Really Didn’t Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World - Chapter 521 - 342: You’re Inflated, Need Healing l

Chapter 521: Chapter 342: You’re Inflated, Need Healing l

“What? Not coming over? Are you scared?”

Seeing Harrison Clark unmoved, Needham Brown sneered coldly, “Who doesn’t know about the remarkable effects of my special training? Which soldier doesn’t want to improve themselves? I’m calling you over for training, and yet you’re afraid. Do you deserve to be in the military?”

Harrison continued to be silent.

Honestly, he didn’t really want to fight with Needham Brown right now.

The timing wasn’t right yet.

Although Harrison’s combat skills were at the peak and his life-and-death battle experience was unparalleled, there was still a significant gap between the two in terms of the recovery status, as shown in their previous combat test.

“Can’t you hear your weapon crying for your cowardice?”

“Are you even a soldier?”

“Coward.”

Needham Brown on the side was still bragging nonstop.

Harrison was a soldier from the War God Plan, and he was Nora Camp’s man, as well as the carrier of the project.

So it was indeed inconvenient for Needham Brown to attack Harrison actively.

But he couldn’t help but desperately want to challenge Harrison.

After the last combat test, he had accessed Harrison’s first-person view countless times through deep linking, constantly comprehending the skills and abilities Harrison showed in the simulated battles.

He had to admit one thing: he was currently stronger than Harrison, but this had nothing to do with fighting talent. It was merely because his recovery status was better.

Needham Brown was arrogant in words, but in his heart, he knew that if he had the same recovery status as Harrison, he might not win in a one-on-one fight.

Others might not understand the terrifying meaning behind this, but Needham Brown was very clear about it.

In a certain sense, Harrison might represent the peak of human individual combat power, while he was just someone who temporarily got ahead by climbing the mountain first.

At the same time, his desire to fight Harrison was not entirely to suppress him.

Although he didn’t fully agree with the War God Plan and had no intention of following the orders of the War God Research Institute, Needham Brown had his own views.

Wanting to make Harrison stronger and polish his will, playing those psychological mind games and forcing him to give his all wasn’t enough.

His talent in the virtual battles was already astonishing, what about in actual combat?

How could they know if he was the real deal without trying him out?

So, the first-person perspective sensory record of their actual combat would definitely become an essential training reference.

Harrison on the other side remained silent.

The other Lost Warriors had already put on their armor and were on full alert.

These people were prepared to be beaten, but strangely enough, Needham Brown was only provoking Harrison, not rushing over like before when they had just put on their equipment.

Everyone was no fool, gradually understanding General Brown’s intention coming today.

He was here for Captain Clark.

We are all just pawns.

This is what they mean by “gods fighting while the mortal fishes suffer from the consequences.”

But nobody was surprised.

Most of the Lost Warriors had either seen Harrison’s first-person view on the spot or after the fact, so they knew his capabilities.

Although General Brown had an overwhelming advantage in recovery status, given his usual temperament, if the two fought, he would definitely adjust his parameters to Captain Clark’s level.

Then this battle would be considered fair.

It’s just not clear whether Captain Clark would accept the challenge.

Would he turn around and leave or say something else?

Finally, Harrison made a statement, which was somewhat unexpected.

“You know, Clark, I’m quite disappointed by your inflated ego this time,” Harrison said, spreading his hands in a somewhat uninterested manner.

Needham Brown frowned slightly, “Clark? Who are you talking about? Do I have a big head?”

Harrison shrugged, “Just a joke, don’t mind it. Anyway, I’m not very interested in fighting you. People are usually eager to attend your so-called lecture sessions, but I’m sorry, I don’t need it. You can’t teach me anything.”

As soon as Harrison said this, the whole crowd was in an uproar.

Whether it was the Lost Warriors or the other bystanders, everyone was astonished.

Ever since General Brown had reached the peak of individual combat power, although the price of fighting him was heavy, no one had ever dared to claim that they could not benefit from their contests with him.

Harrison was too arrogant, which people couldn’t understand.

Needham Brown himself was also a bit shocked.

He was taken aback by Harrison’s “unparalleled” arrogance.

Harrison laughed, “You seem quite surprised? But that’s the truth. Just go ahead with your training, don’t worry about me.”

Furious, Needham Brown said, “Harrison Clark! What do you mean?”

“Nothing really. I don’t know who gave you that confidence, but thinking you’re invincible while looking down on others.”

Needham Brown’s teeth gritted loudly, “Stop pretending! Are you scared? I’ve said before, no matter who my opponent is, I’ll suppress my recovery status to the same level. Are you still afraid to fight me?”

Harrison laughed out loud at these words; after laughing, he unexpectedly said, “Then it’s even more meaningless. It won’t help me at all. It’s just a waste of time.”

Needham Brown was crazy, but Harrison was even crazier.

The scene suddenly froze, and it was very strange. The place was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, plunged into dead silence.

Suddenly, Needham Brown asked, “You dare to say you haven’t watched Daniel Thompson’s training tutorials?”

“What do you mean?”

Harrison was taken aback, not knowing why he suddenly mentioned Daniel Thompson.

By mid-last month, as Harrison was taking a break from his busy schedule, he finally managed to help Daniel Thompson update a tutorial, and hadn’t asked about it since.

After all, he estimated that the content he released at the time should be enough for an Ordinary Soldier to learn for two or three months.

Needham Brown muttered, “Didn’t you know? Last month, when you were hiding like an ostrich, your instructor Daniel Thompson came to my lecture.”