I Really Didn’t Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World

Chapter 225 - 225: 176: Great News l

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The next day, Harrison Clark’s research group was set up.

He was no longer a one-man show.

There were seventy-three people in the research group in total.

The turn of events happened so quickly that Bernal Connor, the behind-the-scenes mastermind, was caught off guard.

According to Connor’s plan, he originally hoped that Harrison would foolishly devote all his available resources to gravitational wave field research.

With no other choice, Harrison would eventually return to the Particle-Related Project Team.

Unexpectedly, Harrison dared to sneak in his personal interests in Connor’s suggestions, and even succeeded, turning Connor’s little selfishness into a gift for himself.

Mr. Connor was very embarrassed, as Martha Owen, who had no respect for the old and the young, sarcastically followed him every day, saying weird things like “good at causing trouble but not at achieving success.”

If it were a younger elder, they really wouldn’t be able to handle it.

Luckily, Bernal Connor wasn’t someone easy to deal with either.

He had thicker skin than anyone else.

Connor came up with more cunning ideas.

After completing his daily routine project work, he would visit Harrison’s History Institute to meddle.

Armed with his master-level knowledge and powerful memory of historical materials, he ruthlessly nitpicked the painstakingly unearthed historical context by the staff in the 21st-century project group.

Mr. Connor’s sole purpose was to drive away Harrison’s assistants.

He beautified his shameless behavior as a special consultant.

What, having a master scholar as a consultant isn’t good enough for you?

You have the ability to invite a master back from the History Institute, don’t you?

A dean of a major academy without a single master under his command, you’re not embarrassed, but I’m embarrassed for you.

Harrison couldn’t stop Mr. Connor.

This skewed logic was too strong.

What’s more outrageous was that the old man even dared to ask Harrison for a salary!

After experiencing the trouble-making effects of the old man, Harrison immediately met his unreasonable demand and offered him the lowest allowance for a miscellaneous assistant.

The despicable old man thought that his nitpicking could cause Harrison trouble, but in reality, Harrison was overjoyed.

This old man was clearly throwing himself into the trap, a master-level project leader for free.

The nitpicking work he was doing was what a project leader should have done in the past, auditing, nitpicking, finding the shortcomings in the report, and improving the overall level of the project team.

This was what Harrison should have done himself, but the old man did it for him.

A few days later, Harrison settled things here and found out that Needham Brown had finally given up on Black Bear Training Base.

He went back.

Over in Science City, his history project team had already become self-contained.

He arranged everything, and those who joined his research group were all very intelligent and proactive, not needing him to guide them step by step.

In fact, he couldn’t even lead them.

He, as the dean, was the weakest.

If it weren’t for Bernal Connor, the “troublemaker,” he wouldn’t be so relieved.

Now someone else is doing his job as a project leader, so, of course, he can leave with a clear conscience.

He doesn’t have to bother himself, just patiently wait for others to report back to him.

These comprehensive summaries greatly reduce the difficulty of his overall research on the history of 21st-century technology.

He became addicted to it.

These hardworking people he had swindled were simply outstanding.

Each person’s summary, if brought to the 21st century, could have achieved considerable impact and become a top doctoral student’s signature thesis.

A good summary, with clear logic, sharp thinking, and precise expression, is also a valuable academic research achievement.

The high-level workers used keen insight to extract context from massive information and completed one comprehensive review after another with higher efficiency, more rigorous logic, and more accurate expression than Harrison.

Then, before these reviews were presented to Harrison, they had to pass through Mr. Connor’s scrutiny.

Each of these summaries was like a work of art.

Reading these articles even brought Harrison a sense of happiness so intense that it doubled his dopamine levels.

As for the Gravitational Wave Field Project Team?

Excuse me, what does that have to do with me, Dean Harrison?

Upon returning to Black Bear Training Base, Harrison had two main goals.

To improve his military literacy and physical fitness.

Time flies, and another three months passed by unknowingly.Black Bear Training Base and Science City seemed to be quite peaceful.

Humans did not become anxious and tense as the countdown to the final battle day got closer.

For that day, all of humanity had been psychologically prepared for hundreds of years.

Harrison Clark’s situation was barely satisfactory.

He was becoming more and more familiar with the advancements in 21st-century technology.

However, he was still not satisfied.

Anyway, he still had more than seven months to draw conclusions, so there was no need to rush.

On the other hand, he had been keeping his status at around 50%, but his comprehensive combat ranking in the Morrowind system had unknowingly rushed into the top 100 of the military.

During these three months, Needham Brown had visited Harrison Clark twice.

But Harrison Clark avoided confronting him and ran away to Science City as soon as he encountered him.

Needham Brown was unable to do anything about it.

Of course, Harrison Clark had his own troubles.

The General seemed to be a little unsteady.

After several consecutive months of hard work, her lower abdomen was still flat as a lake, which frustrated her even more.

Harrison Clark particularly remembered the past few times when she had never been discouraged and had never shown any emotional fluctuations, even if she had fought and lost over and over again.

This time, Harrison Clark had clearly told her that with his genetic status, it would be extremely difficult for him to get someone pregnant.

The research project at the Institute of Life Sciences had once again confirmed his judgment.

However, Nora Camp was still not giving up and wanted to increase her efforts.

Her reasoning was quite far-fetched.

“I don’t care! My intuition tells me it’s possible!”

Well, now she believed in intuition too.

Harrison Clark looked at her silently, “Recently, our relationship has become completely public in the camp, and the impact is a bit negative. Anyway, I think the success rate is very low. Why not slow down a little bit…”

“No! I don’t care what you think; I care what 1 think!”

Facing Nora Camp’s sudden onslaught of clear-cut arguments, what could Harrison Clark do? He just had to accompany her regardless of the consequences.

Day after day, night after night, Harrison Clark continued with his rigorous Morrowind system training and kept checking the progress of the project team in Science City. Even as strong as he was, he occasionally felt the illusion that both his body and mind were hollowed out.

Although he wasn’t overwhelmed, he often rubbed his waist.

It was on this day that after a satisfying 50% status training session, Harrison Clark managed to raise his individual overall ranking from 99 to 98. Daniel Thompson and several other freshly trained comrades who had finished their training early on the nearby training grounds walked over.

“Harrison, I’m begging you. I’m not asking for 100% status from you. Just adjust it back to 70% and practice once, so we can have a look, alright? What’s the point of always capping your status like this? You aren’t pushing your limits, which is a waste of your talent, right?”

They say that you grow wiser through adversity. During these three months, Daniel Thompson had been to Mars, Mercury, and Pluto, and had even worked as a cleaner on a comet orbit. Finally, he learned from the gossip that Harrison Clark had been seen leaving the General’s villa early in the morning, rubbing his waist after a great super gossip.

Daniel Thompson finally realized some life wisdom.

He learned.

He understood.

Daniel Thompson no longer tried to force Harrison Clark to do anything; he would discuss everything as much as possible, although the effect of discussing was almost negligible.

But Daniel really didn’t want to work as a cleaner on the sun next time.

Harrison Clark shook his head, “No, it’s not time yet.”

“What do you mean it’s not time yet?! Next week, the entire Army will enter the ultimate combat readiness. All new recruits must choose their boarding and employment directions. Why don’t you try for the first place in the military? It will give you more initiative.”

Harrison Clark spread his hands, “My joining the Giant Wave Vertical Team has already been decided internally. What do I need the initiative for? Is the Giant Wave Vertical Team not good enough? They are ranked in the top three in the entire spaceship combat sequence, and they even have a chance to rank number one.”

Daniel Thompson was speechless.

The well-supported man was truly fearless.

Too much!

As they were chatting, a sky-blue circular flying ship with a huge tree logo painted underneath it, representing the Institute of Life Sciences, flew in from the sky beyond the base.

Harrison Clark wondered.

What was going on? The project of using his samples for embryo cultivation in the Life Sciences Institute had previously been halted by the Ministry of Science and Technology. What were they doing here now?

Did they want another sample?

He couldn’t take it anymore!

The flying ship landed on the landing field of Black Bear training base, and a long-haired girl swiftly approached on a flat flying device.

Before she got close, she excitedly shouted: “Dean Clark! Good news! Great

news!”