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

Chapter 527: 345: A Huge Overnight Change

As Amelia Johnson finished speaking, she gently moved her finger, and the large armour lightly touched the ground and transformed into a floating stage.

The projection equipment in the distant large theatre turned around and formed a larger sky-covering screen.

The quality of this projection was not as intricate as within the theater, but the focus at this moment was not on the rectitude, but on creating the atmosphere.

The sound of music gradually began to play.

It wasn’t that Amelia Johnson was performing, she was just playing a song.

” Dreamwalking in Virgo¹¹.

Amelia Johnson was sitting on the stage, a complex numerical control panel projection appeared in front of her.

Underneath her was a beautifully constructed chair.

Many slender metal wires extended upward from the chair, spiralling around her head to form a helmet shape. It was a brainwave instruction capture device, similar in function to the tactical helmet of the Galaxy Equipment.

Her hands moved in succession, and the brainwave instructions were issued at a speed comparable to top warriors.

Magnificent and vast space scenes began to appear in the sky.

This was exactly the image Harrison Clark had envisioned in his mind when he first heard “Dreamwalking in Virgo”.

Almost all those with rich artistic imagination, when first hearing

” Dreamwalking in Virgo “.would associate similar space views.

The specifics of the landscape would vary according to the specific worldview and knowledge of each individual. What Amelia Johnson imagined was very similar to what Harrison Clark had envisioned.

But while Clark could only imagine it himself, Johnson could use post-modern technological methods, combined with her own artistic expression ability, to materialize it.

Accompanied by the rhythmic flow of the music, the song changes, and the scroll in the sky rotates amidst the interplay of light and shadow.

The majestic and vast starry sky was dramatically presented to everyone’s eyes with the intense rendering of the music.

This thousand-year-old original soundtrack returned to the world, attracting as many as eight hundred million listeners.

Nearly ten minutes passed, the music gradually subsided, and the sky’s projection faded away.

Amelia Johnson continued: “A thousand years ago, when mankind only mastered the basic remote observation methods like radio telescopes, Master Carrie Thomas accurately depicted astronomical phenomena in the Virgo Cluster in her work. For example, the scene of two black holes colliding and exploding, you can see her specific description of the changes in light and colour in the lyrics…”

“How many years later did mankind accurately capture this exceptional colour progression process? 2,439 years!”

“Therefore, the human brain has incredible potential. Just by imagining, humans can see the cosmic truths that they couldn’t see before. We can hear the voice of cosmic wisdom, see the pictures transmitted to us by cosmic wisdom, and get enlightenment.”

“Humans are the darling of the universe. The universe has high expectations for Earth’s civilization! It will not let us die easily!”

“We are indeed facing a crisis, but we are not desperate. The predecessor Harrison Clark saw the crisis of human extinction from the universe ‘sight’ and gave a lifeline a thousand years ahead of time.”

“The script written by Captain Clark and me is not to discredit the predecessors, but a ‘fact’ that I find a bit hard to believe. Whether you believe it or not, this is the fact.”

“Sowhat Captain Clark wants to say is that the predecessors have been looking at a more desperate situation, and then created the future with their own hands, creating a glimmer of light for us. The predecessors dreamed of me and Captain Clark, and also wanted to use his personal experience to tell us that he is a person who can be followed, not a god.”

As Amelia Johnson said this, the huge statue of Harrison Clark formed by the light curtain in the sky began to shatter piece by piece.

“He started planning a thousand years ago, did everything he could in his lifetime, but the rest is left to us. Do you want to indulge in despair and waste the hard work of the predecessors? Do you want him in the wisdom of the universe to feel disappointed in you?”

“The universe has never abandoned mankind, it’s just that we have to strive for our own future. The ancient sages have seen afar for us, now we have to seize the rope reaching towards the distance!”

Amelia Johnson declared resoundingly.

The square fell into silence once again.

At the top of the distant mountain peak, Harrison Clark who was lying down looking up at the stars was thinking.

I was wrong.

Needham Brown was more wrong.

Brown was wrong in his self-confidence.

His power and torment are meaningless.

He tried to force the Lost Ones to forge ahead through hatred.

His indifference and perversion seemed horrifying, but this degree was not enough.

Unless he truly slaughtered his own kind, he was just all talk.

Faking fierceness does not scare people.

Brown’s training did not reach the bottom of human nature, it had no essential difference from regular training.

But once Brown lifted the killing taboo, those potential warriors among the eight hundred million Lost Ones, would probably have died in his hands early, and he himself would have been executed by the military court.

Therefore, Brown’s strategy was caught in a logical dead end from the beginning, it was pointless.

Clark didn’t have any specific plans when he taught Brown a lesson.

His thoughts were very simple at that time, you think you’re the strongest in the world, then let me show you what being strong really means.

You verbally admire the predecessors, but you regard yourself as a god, trying to control and distort the fate of others, but you dare not truly become a devil that pushes civilization into the chaos of war ahead of time.

You can’t bear the psychological pressure of slaughtering your own kind.

You’re not a good person, not even a competent god, even worse as a devil.

You’re neither here nor there.

So I had to cure your illness.

Right now, Harrison Clark was feeling quite frustrated. He hadn’t managed to cure that bastard, but instead, made his condition even worse.

Internally, he made fun of Needham Brown for not being ruthless enough, but in reality, he wasn’t doing much better.

Maybe if he’d really killed that bastard, all problems would have been solved.

Unbeknownst to him, Harrison’s eyelids were getting rather heavy.

Even though he ridiculed loudly and seemed quite cocky, his multiple battles with Clark the previous day weren’t as easy as they may have appeared.

Harrison decided to take a nap on a rock and figure out the next steps after he wakes up.

Eight hours later, when he woke up, the world outside seemed to have flipped upside down.

One after another, momentous news piled up in his comms device.

The eight billion people in the Lost City had emerged.

Among them, forty million warriors regrouped and established the Caudron Army Corps.

Of these forty million people, almost a million who previously hovered at an awakening threshold of 34.99% had now crossed the 35% mark to become Galaxy Warriors.

As soon as the new equipment is ready, these potential Galaxy Warriors could put on their Battle Armor and set off on their quest.

However, there simply wasn’t enough Galaxy Equipment for everyone, including Harrison’s comrades from his new recruit class. There were hundreds of thousands of potential Galaxy Warriors on standby, waiting for the factories to meet the production demands just in time for the war.

But this problem was solved.

A scientist from the Lost City successfully completed a breakthrough research project.

This person took the idea of the Armored War God from the old files and proposed an innovative concept.

By intercepting and modifying the genes of the Z Bacteria, and implanting it into the human body like the Armored War God of the past, one could grow into a form similar to the fully equipped Galaxy Warrior while lying in the culture fluid.

This scholar named these modified warriors the Gene-Modified Warriors.

They were called demon wars because of the devilish transformation.

The downsides were only more obvious: those who underwent the transformation would lose all their intelligence, with an estimated lifespan of less than three days.

Although becoming a Gene-Modified Warrior came at a hefty price, the benefits were also obvious.

This new technology could lower the awakening standard for Galaxy Warriors to 34%.

The battle power they could gain was also clear, 34% awakening could be almost equal to the full-fledged Galaxy Warriors who have achieved 35% awakening.

Moreover, if those full-fledged 35% awakening Galaxy Warriors were willing to undergo the transformation, they might have a chance to reveal strength up to 35-5%.

The batch of new warriors that crossed the 35% awakening can wait for their Battle Armor to be ready, or if they can’t wait, they could directly become Gene-Modified Warriors.

Anyway, in one night, the number of human Galaxy Warriors has soared from over four million to tens of millions!

Apart from this, the residents of the Lost City produced over ten revolutionary results in just these eight hours, each slightly less influential than the Gene- Modified Warriors.

Harrison Clark himself was appointed as the leader of the Caudron Army Corps, promoted to Major General, and entered the highest military command sequence.

The Caudron Army Corps’ base was being built at an incredibly fast pace, right next to the Black Bear Training Base, but on a much larger scale and with more personnel.

The Black Bear Training Base, along with seven other large bases, would provide hundreds of thousands of experienced instructors to help the Caudron Army Corps reorganize and build up their combat strength as quickly as possible.

When he finished reading all the news, Harrison’s mind was spinning.

He was having trouble believing what he was seeing.

He fell deep in thought, wondering “What in the world did I do yesterday?”

Well, he thought, if I knew that beating Needham Brown would have this effect, I would have done it sooner!

But on second thoughts, he realized probably his new collaboration performance with Amelia Johnson also had a crucial impact.

When he saw Amelia Johnson’s newly added appreciation for their performance, he had an epiphany.

So, “Dreamwalking in Virgo” really was that important.

A never fading smile slowly appeared on Harrison Clark’s face.

Carrie Thomas had kept her promise.

Even after a thousand years, she still stands beside me.

As Harrison Clark was on his way back to the Black Bear Training Base, he passed by the under-construction Caudron Base, where hundreds of thousands of large construction machines were fervently working and building.

The productivity of the 31st century was indeed impressive. At this rate, the base would be complete in no more than seven days.

A miracle of ancient Rome now as common as eating and drinking.

“Your vacation this time was rather long, General Clark.”

Nora Camp sat in her office chair, speaking in a tone filled with amusement and complexity.

Harrison Clark gave an embarrassed laugh, “Well, it’s acceptable.”

Nora Camp sized him up and down, saying somewhat reluctantly: “Nowyou’re not my safety officer. Oh, what to do?”

Harrison Clark knew what she meant and waved his hands dismissively, “This doesn’t affect your pairing plan. Anyway, automatic sampling is in place.”

Suddenly, Nora Camp stood up and leaned close to him, “Is that what you think?”

Harrison Clark backed up a little, his heartbeat speeding up.