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

Chapter 548: 359: Breakthrough_1

Chapter 548: Chapter 359: Breakthrough_1

To the people in this timeline, this news was not important.

But for Harrison Clark, it was almost a death sentence for half of him.

It was May 2020, and Voyager 2 was about to lose contact completely in 2025, in just five years.

Voyager 2 had already flown nearly 20 billion kilometers.

No matter how much he pushed for the development of aerospace technology after his return, it was impossible to catch up to or destroy Voyager 2.

It could even be argued that even if he desperately made a high-speed vehicle capable of catching up to Voyager 2 before 2022, it still wouldn’t succeed.

Since the artificial black hole was in place early, everything was set when Voyager 2 took off.

Harrison Clark sat down in his chair, thinking for a long time.

If it were him in 2019, he definitely couldn’t bear it.

But now, he was no longer the naive man he was before.

Five minutes later, Harrison Clark made a swift decision.

Abandon illusions, exhaust his military force, and prepare for war with all his might.

He split his ideas in two.

First, prepare for war in this timeline with all his might, at any cost.

Second, use the remaining resources to mainly accomplish two things.

1. Prepare for the advancement of technology in the next timeline after he returns to the 21st century.

2. Develop core special technologies that are difficult to replicate, perfect thesis papers, so that the next time he arrives in the 31st century he can observe the situation and take action.

If by then mankind hasn’t completed a certain technology, he could quickly advance its transformation.

Harrison Clark threw out his intention, not in a forceful tone, but leaving it up to others to decide.

But he wasn’t worried about being fooled.

His terrifying memory was clearly laid out there.

Once others saw it, they knew what to do.

Another day passed, and the time machine arrived at the Black Bear Training Base.

Nora Camp, Oliver Yeoman, Dr. Owen, Daniel Thompson, and Marthus were all waiting at the terminal.

Harrison Clark walked out, but saw everyone staring at him intently, creating a serious atmosphere.

There was still a difference between the virtual image in quantum communication and meeting in reality.

Harrison Clark stood with his hands behind his back, his neck high, his chin at a 30-degree angle to the ground, his eyes sharp, and his edges fully exposed.

His steps were vigorous and domineering.

Daniel Thompson felt a thump in his heart.

What a powerful aura!

His subconscious mind recalled the times he scolded and disciplined Harrison Clark during their daily training, and his muscles tensed up.

Large beads of cold sweat slowly emerged from his temples.

I used to be so bold. I guess I’m going to get scolded now, right?

Marthus and the others were not much better, all looking down with submission and not daring to breathe.

Only Nora Camp was slightly more relaxed than the others, with a mix of curiosity and anticipation in her eyes.

At the same time, she was comparing the present Harrison Clark with the him from before he left and the him in historical materials.

It’s really amazing.

It turns out that the contrast of a person’s identity being revealed can be so great.

He didn’t seem like a big shot before, just an ordinary genius fighter… well, a super genius fighter.

But now, there was a sharpness to him that others couldn’t look straight at.

“Ahem!”

Harrison Clark put his hand to his mouth and coughed loudly.

Daniel Thompson’s legs snapped together, and he stood up straight.

Harrison Clark glanced at him.

Daniel Thompson saluted, “General Clark, hello!”

Harrison Clark patted his shoulder, “Comrade Daniel Thompson, hello. You’ve been working hard.”

Daniel Thompson: “It’s not hard!”

Lion felt something was off in their conversation.

“Comrade Daniel Thompson, your zipper is down.”

Lion quickly looked down, “Uh…”

Harrison Clark burst into laughter and punched him hard on the shoulder, “Go about your business, Lion. You’ve always been my instructor. In my concept of time, you were my instructor before I became famous.”

Nora Camp walked over from the side, grabbing Harrison Clark’s sleeve with a hint in her eyes.

Harrison Clark got the message, “Lion, you guys go ahead. General Camp and I have some things to discuss.”

Daniel Thompson suddenly shouted from behind, “Oh, General Clark, I’ve organized your battle records with Needham Brown…”

Nora Camp turned around and glared at Daniel Thompson, “Instructor Hill, the equipment at the outer orbit space junk station has been a little…”

Daniel Thompson turned and ran, “I got it!”

Lion thought of the complete version of Unyielding Spirit, the Mars breeding ground, Pluto mines, and Jupiter collection station, which were all his lost youth.

He should learn from the experience.

Harrison Clark and Nora Camp returned to the office.

Little Nora asked, “Play chess?”

Harrison Clark was excited, “Let’s play chess!”

Thirty seconds later, staring at the crisscrossed chessboard and the black piece in his hand, Harrison Clark fell into deep thought.

“Are we really playing chess?”Nora Camp, in her white robe, smiled charmingly, “What do you think?”

“Hey, that’s not what I thought!”

“Didn’t the ancient love novels say that men don’t cherish what they get too easily? So, I’ll try it. Anyway, playing chess can effectively exercise my thinking, and I’ve figured out about seven or eight games in the past couple of days. If you can beat me, I’ll be at your mercy.”

Harrison Clark swallowed and felt bitter in his heart, “What if I lose?”

“Then you’ll be at my mercy.”

“Well, that’s fine.”

…

Since Harrison Clark’s conditions were basically met, he wouldn’t intentionally delay. After getting up in the morning and doing some simple strength recovery exercises, he headed straight to the Cauldron Base.

Over the past few days, the main construction work at the Cauldron Base had gradually been completed, and it was starting to look the part.

The army’s battleships and various combat machinery were also gradually in place.

Most of the Lost Warriors had been well-trained veterans. Although they had been away from the front line for a long time and felt a little unfamiliar with the new equipment, they made rapid progress under the careful guidance of instructors and senior students at the Black Bear Training Base.

Harrison looked at the briefing.

In his Caudron Army Corps, there were as many as nine hundred thousand Galaxy Warrior candidates with gene awakening levels exceeding 35%, but the current allocation of Galaxy Equipment was less than fifty thousand sets.

Harrison didn’t have much of a solution to this, as the production of Galaxy Equipment was too difficult and too slow. They had to wait.

Although Gene-Modified Warriors were a good choice, Harrison didn’t really want his soldiers to transform into Gene-Modified Warriors unless they had no other choice.

What if the battle wasn’t a one-time defeat and instead lasted for several months, or even years?

“Is the allocation of Galaxy Equipment now being distributed directly according to the gene awakening levels from the highest to the lowest?”

Putting down the briefing, Harrison turned and looked at his deputy officer.

The deputy officer nodded, “Yes, General.”

“Send out orders to change the allocation mode. All Galaxy Warrior candidates should learn deeply from the first-person combat records of Needham Brown and me. Then, we’ll hold a simulation selection contest next week. We won’t make decisions based on the awakening level.”

“Yes, sir!”

The deputy officer left to carry out the order.

Harrison turned on the newly developed “Leader System.”

This was still Neville Brown and others’ initiative.

In the “Leader System,” Harrison could see the current major human decision-making, important scientific research projects, and changes in production materials.

Due to the memory of the Solar Dome incident from the previous timeline, the World Government quickly changed direction. They dismantled and disassembled all the previously built Fire Dragon Giants and converted them into one million small Escape Vessels.

The new Fire Dragon Giants almost abandoned all their attack power, retaining only two basic particle machine guns, with the rest of their performance allocated to shields and propulsion.

Each Fire Dragon Giant could carry one hundred people.

The total capacity of a million Fire Dragon Giants was one hundred million people.

These one hundred million people were mostly civilian pilots, navigators, and wilderness survival experts with excellent driving skills.

Their task was to try to leave the Solar System with the ten thousand surviving embryos on their respective ships.

Although the hope was slim, they had to give it a shot.

After scientific verification, a primitive tribe of ten thousand people was the optimum minimum population for producing a new human race.

For children under 12, they were placed on the Medium Escape Vessels called Sprout Ships, each with a capacity of ten thousand people.

There were two hundred thousand Sprout Ships in total.

Each Sprout Ship contained two thousand adults carrying out different support tasks.

Additionally, the Sprout Ships carried three hundred thousand frozen embryos.

Over twenty billion people out of the total human population of over four hundred billion were responsible for escaping.

Of the remaining four hundred billion people, almost everyone joined the armed forces, from 200-year-old seniors to 12-year-old children.

According to the original plan, at the outbreak of the war, there would still be tens of billions of people left on the planets and space stations.

Humanity had not initially prepared so many battleships.

But Harrison’s memory changed everything.

The newly built battleships had poorer performance than the previous ones, revealing a hasty construction process.

But it didn’t matter, as long as they had cannons and missiles, they could fire.

As long as they had shields, they could resist the attack.

These battleships were acceptable as a reserve for the regular army.

Since casualties were inevitable in the war, everyone might as well give their all.

Time passed quickly, and it was another several days later.

During these days, there was rapid progress in various technology developments, production management, and science related to battleships and equipment.

Harrison was quite calm. He stayed at the Cauldron Army training base, personally overseeing the selection contest.

Meanwhile, he would occasionally personally train subordinates.

Every time he did so, it was recorded in a video and distributed throughout the army as important reference materials.

One day, as Harrison reached an awakening level of 36.87%, an uninvited guest arrived at the base.

Needham Brown.

“Enemies” met with incredible resentment.

Needham Brown: “What’s the highest awakening level I can set this time?”

Harrison Clark: “37.2%!”

“Alright!”

Half an hour later, Harrison landed back on the ground.

He shook off his tattered basic armor and pointed to Needham Brown’s head on the ground, “Take him away, thank you for your patronage, welcome back.”

Countless watching soldiers cheered and highly praised General Harrison’s generosity in teaching and General Brown’s courage in sacrifice.

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