I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 1129 - 671 Fathers Guidance_1

Chapter 1129: Chapter 671: Father’s Guidance_1

Chapter 1129 -671: Father’s Guidance_1

Nora Camp, in her fit of rage, moved with great agility, her potential fully unleashed. Besides, girls usually develop physically earlier than boys, and now Nora had almost reached a height of 1.65 meters, slightly taller than Nico Ross. Her long legs, which, admittedly, were disproportionately long for her body, only took three strides to catch up to him from behind, with a snap, she grabbed the back of his collar.

Then, without knowing why, she instinctively reached for Nico’s ear and twisted it.

It had been four years since the two of them, at the age of six, had last seen each other. They communicated in the meantime by chatting in the simulated environment of the quantum network, and via the game, Star-level Civilization.

In the game, both of them now belonged to the guild founded by Roger Baker, but they held no positions and only played casually in their free time.

After Peter Camp’s sacrifice, Roger Baker and Charles Green, together with their successor Simon Camp, lost interest in fighting battles within the game and seldom logged on.

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The guild they had initially founded had lost much of its past glory.

However, Roger Baker still occasionally asked low- and mid-ranking commanders to enter the game and partake in exercises during their free time.

Although the once-great legion, one of the three major guilds, had retreated to a corner, it was now famous for its exceptional small-scale combat capabilities.

In any case, as Nora’s workload increased over the years, her chances to log into the game had become fewer and fewer.

As Nico matured, he began using most of his time to crazily make up for his knowledge gaps, leaving him with little time to play the game. The frequency of their in-game encounters had gradually decreased from once every two or three days to once a month. Most of the time, they could only exchange short messages when they had free time, akin to the ancient people greeting each other via WeChat.

In theory, the relationship between people is easily affected by time. Even the best of friends, if they haven’t seen each other in person for a long time, can become distant and need some time to gradually find their old rapport after reuniting. However, in the heat of the moment, an angry Nora completely forgot her usual restraint and even her character. She also forgot that Nico was her “brother,” and subconsciously tapped into years of pent-up “dissatisfaction” toward her immature older brother, snapping into action.

With a little force from her ear-twisting hand, she had him going in the six o’clock direction.

“Ouch! It hurts! It hurts!”

Nico screamed in pain.

Nora gritted her teeth and said, “What now? You finally know it hurts? Who told you to play dead and not greet people? No one would blame you for catching up on your studies, but you should have at least informed others beforehand!”

“You really can’t blame me for this! How could I have known that the Force-Feeding Artifact would be so effective? Besides, I was at home all along, who would have thought someone would look for me outside?”

“You’re still making excuses! Wrong is wrong! Do you know how worried I and so many others have been about you these past two months?”

“Hey, I’m not making excuses, really. This was just an accident!”

…

Seeing the two of them quarrelling, Roger Baker and his wife were quietly envious.

Perhaps this was the benefit of being fearless due to naivety.

Although the two knew that Nico was their son in a physiological sense, they didn’t dare to discipline him the same way Nora did, as they couldn’t get past the mental barrier, especially when they saw his face, which always made them uneasy.

As participants and those fully informed about the Sage Project, the couple was convinced that Nico’s appearance was not merely similar to that of Harrison Clark.

More and more evidence suggested that Nico was indeed Harrison Clark.

Both his resemblance to Harrison Clark and Nico’s increasingly shining performance in the field of combat contributed to this conclusion, while Roger Baker had also grown to a considerable extent by now.

However, the higher Roger Baker rose, the more he felt that his capabilities were just barely enough to match the configuration of Harris’s generative genes.

Therefore, regardless of how others saw it, whenever Roger Baker saw Nico, his mind had already subconsciously regarded his so-called son as the genuine Harrison Clark.

He knew this wasn’t quite right, but it was hard to control.

His and his wife’s bosom friend, Simon Camp, was a bit better in this regard.

Simon inherited the more “mechanical” side of Kamilia Camp, Austin Camp, and Peter Camp’s personalities, and dealt with people and situations more pragmatically and rationally, even to an extreme extent. Consequently, Simon was more at ease when dealing with “younger generations” like Nora and Nico.

“Youth is really great,” Roger Baker remarked quietly.

Emma Lee nodded, “Yes.”

He continued, “Speaking of which, Major General Nora Camp is not like this in the Third Warzone. According to General Ferchek, she is known for her strict and calm demeanor in the military.”

Emma remarked, “Strict? This girl doesn’t seem like it.”

Emma was in charge of medical and logistics work on Roger Baker’s command ship and was not familiar with other troops’ situations.

Roger Baker nodded, “So I was surprised when I saw her like this. Ferchek also said that she was very reticent and rather cold to others. When communicating with others, she rarely engages in small talk, but only focuses on business, with every word having meaning.”

Emma was taken aback, “I remember her being like this when she was young, hardly ever speaking unless she was with Nico. I thought she would change once she became an adult.”

“Habits die hard, I guess. As far as I know, although the truth hasn’t been revealed to her, she has set her sights on the highest military rank in the Empire. Her ambitions are so great that she refuses to waste even a single moment.”