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Chapter 189: Chapter 153: Defeat – The Sorrow of a Poor
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Harrison Clark stood in the back row of the spacious training field, surrounded by his comrades in the same group as him.
He was feeling rather sad now.
For some reason, his academic incompetence seemed to have become common knowledge overnight, turning him into the target of everyone’s assistance.
Thinking back to the days when he was hailed as the New Soldier King, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of loss.
And now, as the one being helped…
Words alone could not explain the mixed emotions he felt.
“I really appreciate all your help.”
He said.
Everyone replied.
“You’re welcome.”
“No problem.”
“Don’t give up.”
“We’ll definitely fight side by side.”
“If you can be chosen for captain training, you must have talent.”
“Right! We want to become soldiers who follow your orders too!”
The warmth of everyone’s support left Harrison Clark speechless.
It wasn’t long before a spacecraft appeared in the sky, floating lightly yet incredibly fast.
The spacecraft beamed a ray of light down to the ground, from which a robust figure quickly descended.
This unique speed construct resembled a concentrated force field.
Another technology Harrison Clark hadn’t encountered on his previous visit.
That person, who had just landed, was none other than Nora Camp returning from the capital.
She was now dressed in military uniform, looking heroic and full of vigor, exuding authority and utter confidence.
After landing, Nora Camp didn’t speak immediately but stood there with her hands behind her back.
In the vast training field filled with tens of thousands of people, everyone instinctively quieted down, creating an eerie silence.
The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.
“Everyone, we just completed our final mobilization verification.”
Nora Camp took a deep breath.
Harrison Clark knew what she was talking about.
Starting in 3010, every year, the government leaders and scholars would conduct large-scale verification research to determine whether war would inevitably break out on October 26, 3020.
Would the invaders necessarily arrive on schedule?
The results of each verification were always consistent.
The information received by humanity 500 years ago was accurate beyond doubt.
War was inevitable.
So this verification research, in a sense, had turned into humanity’s countdown.
“The verification results are as follows: War will come as scheduled.”
Nora Camp’s words fell like a hammer, one by one.
But the training ground remained silent, still and orderly, so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.
“We will not, and cannot, run from it! Silence is our attitude because we humans have long been prepared. We fear nothing. We do not need to shout to boost our morale.”
“Five hundred years ago, humanity escaped the Great Catastrophe, which is why we have come this far. We must be grateful to them – salute! Moment of silence!”
In the next instant, tens of thousands of people raised their right hands, all performing a uniform salute for a full minute.
Lowering their hands.
Nora Camp: “Our ancestors rose from humanity’s last fear of disaster, so now, we must inherit their will! Starting now, the entire army will enter a state of combat readiness! New recruits! You have one year left. I have only one requirement: In this year, each of you must pass the new recruit assessment and become full-fledged soldiers! Can you do it?”
“Yes!”
Over thirty thousand new soldiers who had just joined the Black Bear Training Base this month roared in response.
Among the crowd, Harrison Clark’s voice could barely be heard.
After yesterday’s conflict, he wasn’t sure what would come next.
He never imagined that his intellectual level would leave him behind, especially in a world that seemed so perfect.Indeed, man’s plans are no match for fate’s.
His reason told him that he should accept reality and return to the grassroots as soon as possible, where he could have more time to study historical materials secretly and perhaps even use this era’s open system to transport more useful technologies back.
But his ego wouldn’t allow him to accept defeat.
He had grown used to military life, being surrounded by people, and the constant struggle with Nora Camp for the betterment of the human gene plan.
He refused to accept his incompetence.
He couldn’t stand returning to the comfortable state of an ordinary person, living a life without ambition and significance.
Being a man of importance, he longed to be at the forefront of the war.
Only that way would he have the opportunity to see what the enemy truly looked like.
So, until the very last moment, he didn’t want to give up.
“Dismiss!”
Nora Camp raised her hand on the stage and turned to leave.
As Harrison Clark walked with his comrades towards the training ground, he carefully pondered in his heart.
Meeting the required intellectual level seemed too difficult, so his only choice was to distinguish himself in practical combat skills.
Although his gene awakening level no longer held a decisive advantage, he had, after all, undergone nearly three years of professional training in old-style individual soldier armor, Azure Dragon Armor, and Summit Armor – surely, that should give him some edge ahead of other new recruits.
Yeah!
Fight for it!
Half a day later, Harrison Clark once again found himself questioning his life choices.
He finally learned that the average gene awakening level of all new recruits at the Black Bear Training Base was a staggering 30.54%.
His own 31.77% wasn’t bad, but it was only slightly above average.
In the same class, Marthus and six others outperformed him.
Daniel Thompson’s new recruit class was just an ordinary one.
There were enhanced classes within the base, where the average awakening level reached 31.85%.
Black Bear Training Base’s ranking within the entire army was simply average at best, and there were special training bases led directly by generals, where graduates would become elite members of the vanguard suicide squads.
The gene awakening levels of all new recruits in the special training bases reached 32..18%!
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