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

Chapter 778: Chapter 469: Tearfully Slaying Ma Su【4200 words】

As Harrison Clark expected, the conversation between them was indeed very discordant.

Needham Brown insisted on asking why Harrison Clark was a hundred years late.

Harrison Clark could have explained it, such as worrying about the beheading strategy, or needing to settle down his knowledge, secretly observing the dynamics of the civilized war, and memorizing more information, and so on.

But, at this point, he was disgusted and too lazy to waste his breath with Needham Brown, simply saying that he only wanted a clear conscience and didn’t have to explain to anyone.

Needham Brown was not convinced. As a native of the 31st century, once he broke free from the blind worship of Harrison Clark by others, he began to scrutinize the motives behind Harrison Clark’s every action, getting caught up in his own assumptions and finding fault everywhere.

Needham Brown angrily said, “People worship you as a god and pin all their hopes on you. I used to be one of them, but now I don’t understand how cold-blooded a person must be to watch so many people die on the battlefield while holding high expectations of themselves without any emotion.”

Harrison Clark, extremely angry, retorted with a sarcastic laugh, “And how do you know that I don’t care? I recognize your achievements on the battlefield, but that does not mean you have the moral high ground to kidnap me. I should have been a dead man a thousand years ago, and I don’t owe anyone a thing in this timeline! To be blunt, if I wanted an easy way out or if I were a coward, wouldn’t it be more comfortable for me to commit suicide early and return to the 21st century as a carefree man? Why would I be fighting to the death, life after life, for people who will live a thousand years after I’m dead?”

“Of course, I could have simply hid until the very end, staying out of it all. And when there’s nowhere left to hide, I would cleanly wipe my neck and be done with it, right? Why would I rush to the Shadow Galaxy at this moment to fight alongside you? Do you know what I’ve given up? Do you honestly think I enjoy living a life of hiding? What gives you the right to boss me around? Is it my selfless dedication all along that made you deluded, thinking I really deserve to be the slave of the 31st century?”

As Harrison Clark said this, Needham Brown’s eyes flickered for a moment.

It was unclear if his resentment was shaken or if he was simply lost for words after losing the battle of wits with Harrison Clark.

Needham Brown changed the subject, “Alright then, if you’re so great, do you have the guts to have a life-or-death simulation battle with me in the Quantum Network? I don’t believe you’re as legendary as the stories say. And even if you are, the record of our battles in Battle Armor will have some value…”

“Are you an idiot?” Harrison Clark interrupted Needham Brown before he could finish.

The current secret communication channel was based on Freddy’s brain, and high-intensity simulated combat would release a lot of data.

Freddy was already busy enough, and the two of them fighting to the death would be too much for him to handle.

What about the loser wiping his neck?

Harrison Clark couldn’t find a better word than “neurotic” to describe Needham Brown.

Needham Brown: “You…”

“What you? Little brat, get lost.”

Needham Brown: “You just said your true feelings, right? I get it. You don’t care about us in this timeline at all. You’re just a complete defeatist. You always think about the next time and never expect to lead us to victory over our enemies. That’s why you hid for so long, right? It’s definitely like that, right? Is that fair to us? You’re selfish, avoiding responsibility, and just want to enjoy the fruits of victory while lying down with more powerful teammates in the next timeline, right? You’re a coward.”

“Star! Freddy! Kick this idiot offline for me, and don’t let him contact me again!”

Now, Harrison Clark was truly enraged.

Even after logging off and taking off his helmet, he was still fuming.

Harrison Clark was never afraid of death or failure, knowing he could always try again.

So he always believed that nothing could shake his determination.

Now he knew what he was afraid of.

He feared not being understood by his own people, being stabbed in the back by his own family.

If he had the same personality as when he was a mortal, he would probably be so angry that he would quit and not care anymore.

But Harrison Clark thought about it and decided to let it go.

He personally planted the seeds of the Salvation Association a thousand years ago, strengthened the imprint of the sages layer by layer to today, and informed the people in advance of his existence, waiting for their arrival.

In every person’s worldview in this timeline, there was his imprint.

But there’s always two sides to human nature.

Some people turn to the good side, and some people get caught up in their own assumptions.

Some people look forward to it, while others find it hard to understand.

It’s all reasonable.

He just didn’t expect that it would be Needham Brown, with whom he had once shared a deep connection, who would turn against him in terms of mentality.

Harrison Clark almost wanted to have Star send a message to the other high-ranking officials of the Empire to punish Needham Brown.

But before he could act, he inexplicably recalled many years ago on the fourth timeline, when he went to the Renegades’ base for a second genetic transformation.

After Needham Brown completed the transformation in the Renegades, he invited him to join the army and not rot in the Renegades. He followed cheerfully and said, “There’s no reason. I just want to do something unreasonable.”Nôv(el)B\\jnn

At that moment, Harrison Clark felt a fleeting sense of being touched.

Later on, in several timelines, in order to help himself collect information, Needham Brown led the team time and time again, charging ahead, and dying on the battlefield one after another.