YM778.TV Black Bear Training Base, Rookie Camp.
Daniel Thompson, Marthus, Scott, Oliver Yeoman, and their fellow rookie friends waited expectantly in the square.
Harrison Clark had returned yesterday.
But since last night, he had been undergoing a comprehensive physical examination in the base laboratory, and only now could meet everyone.
I heard that hes completed the second awakening. This guys really pushing
Marthus licked his lips, looking down at his own Summit armor, feeling quite eager to give it a try.
Oliver Yeoman shot him a glance, What? You want to challenge him? Youll first have to last twenty seconds against me, then get in line!
Marthus was helpless.
He had only recently acquired the Summit armor, and his fighting spirit was high. He wanted to challenge everyone he met at the base.
Curiously enough, perhaps it was Harrison Clarks influence, but those who got close to him were all no shrinking violets.
The inexperienced Marthus had indeed challenged all the way, winning more than losing in the base, and his evaluation in the Holographic Simulation System quickly rose to C-class, bringing him great joy.
No one knew where Marthus picked up the idea that the way to become stronger was to keep challenging higher-ranked opponents, so everyone in the base had given him a nickname the endlessly defeated and battling War Maniac, on par with Just call me the Lone Ranger. bender
Finally, Harrison Clark jumped off the flatbed transporter.
He waved his hand, Hi.
Daniel Thompson rushed over, punched him, You really are an asshole.
What do you mean?
Harrison Clark pretended not to understand.
Daniel Thompson took a deep breath, I think youre crazy. To inject gene fluid you actually became a deserter. Do you know how big an impact youve caused?
Harrison Clark counter-questioned, But now Im still fine, arent I? Plus, I just got promoted to Major. Lion, the next time you see me, youll have to say Hello, Commander.\'
Daniel Thompson:
Lion felt like he was having a heart attack.
After a thousand hardships, he had served in the army for nearly twenty years, and with great difficulty, he was finally promoted to Captain.
This was already the top rank for non-commanding officers.
Normally, a Major in the barracks would at least be a battlecruiser commander.
There were very few field soldiers who held the rank of a Major.
Daniel Thompson knew his limits; he did not have the talent to be a commander, so he never aspired to be promoted to the rank of Major. But Harrison Clark, this guy
Scott approached, patted Daniel Thompson on the shoulder, Instructor Hill, relax. I know its hard to accept being overtaken by your own student, but if youve seen his physical test results, youd understand. The second awakening is truly unprecedented. In the words of an ancient internet literature, its simply terrifying!
Last night, Harrison Clarks comprehensive physical examination was jointly led by Scott and Dr. Owen.
Daniel Thompson whispered, How was it?
Scott shook his head, I cant say, its top secret.
Alright. Daniel slapped Harrison Clark, who was discussing the tips of the Summit armor with Oliver Yeoman and Marthus, Anyway, youre still alive. Thats great.
Harrison Clark glared, What do you mean by you? Call me Commander! Lion felt distressed.
Not long after, Needham Brown arrived at the training ground.
Harrison Clark brought Needham Brown to everyone and said, Instructor
Yeoman, Ill leave him to you.
Oliver Yeoman nodded, No problem. This is the genius Needham Brown you brought with you, right? I know him.
Harrison Clark continued, Marthus, you want to challenge me, right? In ten days, whoever can knock down Needham Brown will be qualified to challenge me.
Oliver Yeoman asked, Can I also participate?
Of course.
Oliver Yeomans interest soared, and his eyes filled with a challenging flavor as he looked at Needham Brown, Although you have a reputation, Needham, I dont think you can surpass me in just ten days.
Needham Brown showed no expression, not knowing how to respond.
With his arrival at the base, he had no friendship with these military personnel, and because their ideas had always been different, he did not want to make friends with anyone.
Only Summit armor, which used to be unattainable, sparked a little interest in him.
After a brief exchange, Harrison Clark donned his gear and entered the designated Summit armor training area on the side of the field.
I need to readjust my holographic simulation parameters.
He raised his hand and shouted to the others in the field, Excuse me, everyone, please make way. Clear the field for me; Im going to start training. At this point, someone immediately disagreed.
The place is so big; you can do your training, and we wont affect you.
Right.
Dont know where the deserter got the nerve.
Exactly, hes so disrespectful.
Harrison Clark was slightly surprised.
He thought that since everyone was living so rationally, no one would complain about him or offer him the opportunity to be slapped in the face.
Unexpectedly, people were quite cooperative.
Actually, it made sense. Everyone had their reasons to object.
Well, Ill start, then. Just be careful.
After that, Harrison Clark charged out.
He didnt deliberately make things difficult for others, just doing some basic movements according to the standard training to help the Summit armors intelligent system capture more dynamic parameters.
But soon, he was the only one left in the field.
Despite doing standard training, he seemed to create a stormy atmosphere.
His movements were too fast, causing too much commotion.
It was just a simple change in direction, but when he stepped on the ground, the dust flew wildly, making it impossible for others to train.
As he completed the aerial maneuvers, the flying sand and dust disappeared, but the strong turbulence resembled a barrage of bullets, turning the training field into a hellish battleground.
Everyone had retreated beyond the force field barrier, feeling a little safer but still alarmed by the residual shockwaves occasionally hitting the barrier.
After a long time, Harrison Clark completed the standard training content that could capture parameters.
As soon as he stopped, the Summit armor on his body gradually disintegrated and fell off, broken by his training.
Harrison Clark sighed.
He was still feeling unsatisfied.
The familiar feeling appeared again; the equipment was limiting the release of his strength.
The current limit parameters measured were not his own but the Summit armors tolerance limit.
Forget it, thats all for now. Sorry, everyone, Ive occupied the field. You can continue now.
Harrison Clark shouted and left alone.
Long after he had left, no one entered the field.
With a gem like him setting the standard, no one was willing to make a fool of themselves.
Watching Harrison Clarks training also benefited everyone greatly, as many had insights they wanted to go back and digest.
Harrison Clark returned to his room, connected to the neural link, entered the Holographic Simulation System, and casually completed a mission that should have been challenged by at least five S-class warriors.
The overall skill evaluation index refreshed.
954,713-
Nearly four times higher than the current second-place score of 193,414 in the entire army.
He accidentally entered another level.
Harrison Clark, come to my office.
Over the encrypted channel, Nora Camps message came through his communicator.
What was bound to come had come, after all..