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

Chapter 640: Chapter 404: Rewind and Fast Forward_1

Harrison Clark stayed in Boston for seven days, mainly visiting various universities as a visiting scholar, interacting with different professors and outstanding students.

When he found the right opportunity, he would also occasionally go on stage to say a few words, as if to encourage his juniors.

Of course, Harrison Clark wouldn’t just aimlessly move about. He secretly observed candidates, handed out business cards, left contact information, and laid the groundwork for his upcoming plans.

With his current memory, he wasn’t afraid of forgetting the names of many acquaintances.

He was able to match names and faces with ease, and the other person’s life story would automatically play out in his mind. At the same time, he would deduce the possible future of the other person’s life according to “Planning”.

After finishing his business in Boston, Harrison Clark flew to Carlisle and settled in the Newport Beach villa.

He recently liked staying here, not because of the unique landscape or sweet air, but simply because he enjoyed it.

Mr. Clark would never admit he wanted to be closer to Carrie Thomas.

That afternoon, he sat leisurely at an open-air tea cafe in Sanford City Dawn Town, sipping a covered bowl tea that was already rare in his home country, and chatted with some old Chinese men who had been working hard here for years.

In early June, the afternoon sun in Carlisle was especially warm.

Ancient and elegant Dawn Town bustled with people coming and going.

The red lacquer signs on both sides of the street with traditional Chinese and English characters seemed chaotic yet orderly.

Snack shops, specialty stores, dental clinics, hardware stores, and Chinese restaurants lined the streets, thriving with business.

Asians, Africans, Saxons, and other ethnicities consumed food and drink harmoniously and orderly on the streets, enjoying the peace and tranquility, without chaos and destruction.

Harrison Clark took a sip of the not-so-great chipped leaf tea and inexplicably found it quite fragrant.

It wasn’t the tea that was fragrant, but his mood.

He hadn’t experienced this kind of comfortable life in almost half a year.

Since tying himself to saving civilization, he hadn’t taken a break.

Now, stealing a leisurely moment and emptying his mind, he felt especially relaxed.

A jolly old man with Sichuan accent sized up Harrison Clark and said, “Mr. Chen, young and successful, you’ve built a big business.”

The old man looked like he was eighty-something years old but had a vigorous spirit. He wore glasses that revealed his vortex-like eyes. He knew quality when he saw it and could tell by Harrison’s clothes and watch that this young man had an extraordinary background.

Hearing the accent, Harrison thought of his grandpa Moor Clark, and felt a sense of intimacy. He humbly replied, “You flatter me, sir. The business is not that big; just enough to make a living.”

The old man squinted at Harrison’s wrist, “You’re wearing a Rolex and still talking about making a living? That’s a genuine one on your wrist. I know goods.”

The old man pointed at a clock and watch store on the other side of the street and said, “See that Harry’s Watch Repair Shop? I own it, my son fixes watches inside, and I only step in when an antique watch needs appraisal.”

Harrison realized he had met someone who understood the trade and stopped pretending, “It’s alright.”

The old man enthusiastically said, “Did you see that Chinese restaurant on the corner? It was opened by my buddy George, a top chef with superior skills. Decades ago, he cooked for leaders.”

Harrison nodded, “Oh, oh, oh, that’s quite impressive. I’ll have to try it later.”

“That’s not what I wanted to tell you. George’s granddaughter is a perfect match for you. She’s beautiful and smart. How about I introduce you?”

Harrison was a bit taken aback, but then almost laughed out loud. He quickly declined, “No, no, thank you.”

“What’s there to be shy about? Just give it a try! If you hit it off, keep dating, if not, just break up. We don’t follow those traditional Chinese customs here.”

Mr. Clark felt intimidated and mentally decided to dress more casually in the future.

As the old man started talking, the other old men joined in enthusiastically.

Suddenly, the Sichuan accent老头声changed the subject, “I haven’t asked you, young man, where are you from?”

Harrison thought for a moment and named the county town of his grandpa, Moor Clark.

The old man looked skeptical but hopeful, “Huh… your accent doesn’t match, though?”

Harrison, “I left at an early age.”

The old man with the Sichuan accent suddenly became extremely excited, “Oh, oh, oh! Hey! What a coincidence, fellow countrymen! I came from the same county too!”

Harrison’s eyes brightened.

It was a pleasant feeling that in such a vast world, one could meet old friends in a foreign land.

“What are your family members called? Maybe there are some I know. Our little county town is so small that everyone knows everyone. I visited my old comrade’s grave two months ago.”

Harrison said, “My grandpa is named Moor Clark.”

“Huh?” The next second, the old man’s expression changed dramatically, “Which Moor Clark?”

“Moor as in ink.”

“Was your grandpa a soldier when he was young? Did he fight in Vietnam? Were your parents soldiers too?”

Harrison nodded, “Yes.”

The other老头们suddenly became excited too.

The老头from Sichuan paused for a long time before asking, “Your parents died in 1998?”

The other old men grew angry.

“What the hell are you asking,老胡?!”

“Have some manners!”

Harrison, however, affirmed, “Yes.”