I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 1110 - 663 One Side is Cloudy One Side is
Chapter 1110: Chapter 663: One Side is Cloudy, One Side is Sunny_3
Chapter 1110 -663: One Side is Cloudy, One Side is Sunny_3
Even if the person in question is Nora Camp, they couldn’t show any favoritism.
It would be good enough if Nora Camp’s lieutenant colonel rank isn’t immediately demoted to major.
Retaining military rank, re-evaluating, and reserving for future use, demoting to a smaller fleet of less than 10,000 with the rank of lieutenant colonel is a foreseeable imminent career path for her.
It’s unfortunate that this would waste much of her time, and it means she most likely won’t be able to reach the high position that Keith Baker held at the age of three and a half before she turns five.
“Consider withdrawing, try to save at least one ship if possible.”
Andrei Velchek, the current commander of the Third Warzone, finally decided to interfere and spoke to the rookie commander Nora Camp in a negotiating tone.
Andrei didn’t give a direct order mainly due to military discipline. This was the first test faced by the rookie commander, and under normal circumstances, senior commanders were not allowed to remotely command. After all, on the battlefield, there are often situations where commanders at all levels need to make independent decisions. Relying on higher authorities to intervene all the time would prevent anyone from growing.
At this moment, not yet three years old, Nora Camp still sat on the remote brain-link command chair, staring intently at the retinal remote projection.
Under her long eyelashes, her big eyes shone with a Milky Way-like brilliance, showing that her thoughts were working at extremely high speeds.
Beads of sweat appeared on her temples and trickled down her cheeks.
With no distractions, she couldn’t hear the voices of others.
It seemed she didn’t plan to give up the mission and was still “desperately struggling.”
Simon Camp and Andrei sighed in unison across the distance.
After all, she’s just a child, not knowing when to be flexible or give up. She has a one-track mind.
But just then, another private message suddenly entered Nora Camp’s communication channel.
Nora Camp’s attention was instantly divided, and the picture in her retina and brain-link projection changed from the battle simulation to a little brat flailing around.
“Sis! I won! I just won a special operations simulation competition with my classmates at school! It’s all thanks to me! Look, am I amazing?”
Yes, the one sending Nora Camp messages was Nico Ross.
He talked about a trivial small-scale battle competition in the Infant and Toddler Group special operations training of First Pioneer Academy.
This competition, for the now-formal Commander Nora Camp, was so childish, ridiculous, and unspeakably low-level that it was no different from ancient children playing house.
Simon Camp, Roger Baker, Andrei, Dylan Mitchell, and others couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time.
Perhaps it’s Lord Sage’s Nico Ross. What are you doing?
Your sister is about to have an accident!
Why are you sending her this playhouse stuff?
Nora Camp’s originally unshakable focus became uncontrollably shaken.
She gritted her teeth and decided to multitask, swapping the picture in one eye back to the battle simulation and the other eye to Nico Ross’s simulation competition. The next moment, she was taken aback.
The battle time displayed at the top of the competition was 62.9 hours, meaning that Nico Ross’s special operations simulation competition lasted more than two and a half days. It had probably started not long after Nora Camp’s battle began.
Everyone let out a small gasp of surprise.
Dylan Mitchell, who had been deeply involved in developing the Sage Project’s educational system, was the most astonished.
Dylan Mitchell knew that in the Infant and Toddler Group, only one type of special operations training could theoretically last more than two days.
It was a doomed-to-fail training to teach infant and toddler special operative trainees to taste failure and frustration.
But how could Nico Ross say that he won?
Could it be that…
Lord Sage had an epiphany?
He didn’t have time to pay attention to Nora Camp’s situation, and instead focused on Nico Ross’s video.
At the same time, Dylan Mitchell received an emergency report from the Sage Working Group at the First Pioneer Academy, stating that Nico Ross had just made a significant leap in progress.
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Seeing this, Dylan Mitchell’s heart began to pound wildly.
Compared to the big news of Nico Ross’s epiphany, let alone the loss of 50,000 intelligent warships, even losing a major battle seemed insignificant!
