I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World - Chapter 188
Chapter 188: Chapter 153: Collapse – The Sorrow of
Academic Dregsl
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Martha Owen clearly could not understand the sorrow in his heart.
Her teaching style did not show any tenderness towards those who struggled academically, just cruel like a violent storm.
Next, she fired over a dozen questions like a machine gun at Harrison Clark.
The results were unsurprising; he knew nothing about any of them.
After a while, Martha Owen stared at him and slowly said, “Well, I really don’t know how you passed the volunteer soldier screening. According to the rules, I should give you a failing grade and let you go back to elementary school.”
Harrison Clark thought to himself.
You really overestimate me.
At this rate, even elementary school teachers would send me to prenatal classes.
“However, there is only one year left before the war, and I’m afraid we don’t have time to wait for your brain to grow up. Since your combat potential is considered acceptable, I’ll not only let you off the hook but also save you out of mercy.”
“Alright, let’s start the class! Everyone focus and be alert! The teaching system will accurately capture your current learning progress, so the material in front of each of you will be different.”
“The version of me you see in the teaching material is a holographic simulation created by the Intelligent Brain Chip based on my voice and expression, ensuring personalized teaching for each of you!”
As Martha Owen finished speaking, the scene in front of everyone in the classroom changed once again.
Everyone looked up at the podium.
The original Martha Owen by the podium had disappeared, replaced by a new image in front of the blackboard.
Everyone was looking at the blackboard, but the text displayed and the expressions and words of “Mr. Owen” were completely different for each person.
Harrison Clark looked at his “18 Years of Compulsory Education – Elementary School Group Basic” and was speechless.
Half an hour later, the text on the blackboard changed to “18 Years of Compulsory Education – Preschool Group Zero Basic.”
The holographic simulation of “Martha Owen” blurted out, “Oh my goodness!”
She exposed herself.
Harrison Clark quickly turned to look. The surprised and irritable expression on the simulation vanished in a flash, trying to act nonchalant.
About four hours passed.
The teaching material images in front of the students disappeared, and Martha Owen reappeared on the podium.
“Class dismissed! Everyone else, take a break. Harrison Clark, go have dinner first, then come back and stay for another eight hours!”
Harrison Clark was alarmed, “That means I’ll be done by midnight!”
Martha Owen sneered, “What else? I can let you off easy for now, but next month you’ll have to take the nationwide test! If the Intelligent Brain Core finds out your basic knowledge is that poor, your volunteer soldier qualification will be revoked on the spot. With the intellectual potential you’ve shown, you’ll be assigned to the Intelligent Brain Chip assembly production line as a basic inspection worker. Are you satisfied with that?”
Harrison Clark was unconvinced, “Wasn’t it said that everyone has room for improvement?”
“I’ll tell you one last time, the room for improvement only exists due to your abilities. Please have some self-awareness. If you weren’t a soldier of Nora Camp’s base, I wouldn’t want to help you and drag down her overall evaluation. Get lost and study like crazy every day! In a month, you must at least reach the middle school curriculum!”
Harrison Clark obediently left.
He realized the reality and recognized the seriousness of the problem.
To change the era, to become a more useful person, he must improve his status and have stronger abilities.
This was the top priority.
He didn’t even have time to continue browsing historical materials.
He used to not have access; now he didn’t have time.
He worked full capacity until midnight, completing the first unit of the first-grade textbook’s foundation course of the preschool basic education, and then went to sleep.
The next morning, after quickly eating breakfast, he was about to sneak some time to study historical materials when an emergency notification from the intelligent system sounded in his room.
Major General Nora Camp, the person in charge of the Black Bear Training Base, had returned from the capital.
Major General Nora had just attended a high-level war mobilization meeting in the capital.
She would hold a base-wide assembly upon her return, delivering a wartime mobilization speech to convey the spirit of the higher-ups.
“Emergency notice, all members must arrive at the playground within 25 minutes, countdown starts now.”
Twenty-five minutes, over seventy kilometers away.
Harrison Clark didn’t dare to delay and jumped onto the shuttle’s metal plate.
Initially, he was worried that the rush of people using the shuttle would cause congestion, but he had underestimated the power of future technology.
When he stepped outside the dormitory building, he discovered that half of the white porcelain tiles in the large square in front of the dormitory were actually shuttle entrances and exits.
Congestion was non-existent.
Tens of thousands of people could be transported out in an instant.
Harrison Clark didn’t dare to linger and jogged towards the playground.
“Harrison Clark.”
Someone walking beside him called his name.
He turned his head and smiled, “Marthus.”
“I know what happened to you, don’t be nervous, it’s okay. You may not have actively engaged with it before, but once you start, you’ll learn quickly. My aunt is a well-known elementary school teacher, and I asked her to send me her teaching materials. I’ve forwarded them to you already. They’re very useful, take a look when you have some time.”
While running, the thick-browed and large-eyed Marthus comforted Harrison Clark in a gentle voice, like a caring older brother.
Harrison Clark smiled awkwardly, “Okay… thank you very much..”
