Chapter 235 Again...

After some idle chatter, Harrison Clark agreed to Needham Brown's unreasonable request.

Needham Brown, feeling satisfied, honestly ran to the monitoring station to serve as a temporary information officer, observing whether there were any pursuers at the rear.

Harrison Clark grabbed Needham Brown's commander's seat, sat with his legs crossed, and closed his eyes to rest.

After watching for a while, Needham Brown, full of doubt, pulled up a stool and sat next to Harrison Clark, "Why doesn't Marthus send anyone to chase and kill us? I want to try if the modified 001 can outrun their fighters."

Harrison Clark shook his head, "Don't worry."

"Why?"

"Because I bet she won't chase."

"Huh? I also bet there are no bullets in their guns!"

"Well, actually, it's because most of Marthus's computing power is now used for another task. If she rashly chases us and falls into our ambush, her losses will be significant."