I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 721 - 441: If I Fall, There Will Be Countless Others Like Me【5100 Words, Seeking Monthly Tickets】_3

Chapter 721: Chapter 441: If I Fall, There Will Be Countless Others Like Me【5100 Words, Seeking Monthly Tickets】_3

Human beings have utilized resources to the utmost and brought their current scientific research abilities to the extreme.

The concept of war command extends beyond the battlefield, and the entire civilization rapidly enters the war mode.

Although every Earthling possesses independent thinking and unlimited creative possibilities, they have miraculously reached a unified belief in this war.

While survival is the highest belief for all intelligent lifeforms, countless Earthlings continue to rush to the battlefield.

Several intelligent species within the Orion Arm have more unified ideologies than humanity.

These species unify their minds because either all individuals come from the same mother’s proliferation, due to absolute power of higher individuals suppressing the genes of lower ones, or through compound-eyed observers that eat differing opinions like clones.

Humanity, as a perfect independent individual yet also an incredibly united civilization, simply defies explanation and goes against the basic laws of the universe.

The potential and talent of Earthlings’ brains are undoubtedly extraordinary, each person unique and selfless.

You aren’t being forced to control your thoughts, so why not choose to flee in despair since you know you cannot win?

It is precisely emotion that drives Earthlings to make choices that benefit the collective without hesitation, despite going against their individual biological nature.

Emotions that transcend individual survival beliefs are the core reliance for humanity to create universal miracles with the power of their entire race.

Those intelligent lifeforms that cannot match human-level understanding and mastery of emotions may never comprehend this rationale.

Selfish beings in the universe who hold survival as their creed will never understand why some people take risks for the sake of future generations, why some hold bombs despite knowing they will die, why a mother’s love can enable a weak woman to lift a car, or why some Earthlings are willing to sacrifice everything to fight against a catastrophe that has nothing to do with them, even a thousand years later.

Although Harrison Clark didn’t personally experience the battlefield, he could guess from seeing the compound-eyed observers that those who seemed as stable as mountains inside the prism ships might be fighting while terrified.

In the previous timeline, the contempt of the compound-eyed observers for mankind persisted until the very end, when Harrison Clark completely disappeared after driving the Summit Colossus out with his own power and voluntarily asked for his name.

Of course, that was also an attempt to entice Harrison Clark into speaking, trying to capture him in a trap.

But this time, perhaps the compound-eyed observers have tasted humanity’s terror from the start and are grateful they acted early.

With a heavy sigh, Harrison Clark thought of himself and looked at the last crucial piece of information.

This was why he deliberately controlled himself not to follow up on the war reports in real-time.

He was genuinely afraid he wouldn’t be able to control himself.

Even before the outbreak of the war, mankind’s leaders had been frantically searching for him.

The Imperial Government even established a special agency called the Shadow of the Sage.

The agency of the Shadow of the Sage spanned across planets in the Orion Arm, with tens of millions of members, countless historians, biologists, philosophers, deduction specialists, and skilled scouts.

However, from the very beginning, the Shadow of the Sage had taken the wrong path.

The historians rigorously argued over the historical materials handed down from the “Solution,” arriving at an undoubtedly definite conclusion.

Harrison Clark’s advent for each timeline traversal must be a direct substitution of a descendant with a strikingly similar appearance and highly similar genes, and also with the same name.

This situation had occurred eight times in a row.

There was no reason for an exception in the ninth.

As a result, since the year 2980, anyone with appearances remarkably similar to the Harrison Clark in historical materials and gene similarity over 99.97%, regardless of their parents’ surnames, would be named Harrison Clark, voluntarily enroll themselves, and have no hesitation in choosing to join the army. Regardless of their talents, they would all serve as soldiers in reserve camps.

There were countless Harrisons Clark in the Orion Arm that they needed to add a numerical code after their names.

Codes started from 1 and went up to several hundred thousands.

If any Harrison Clark died due to an accident and someone passed the genetic comparison test, the person’s code would be inherited in sequence.

All those named Harrison Clark knew about the principle of substitution, that their consciousness would vanish and become nonexistent.

Nevertheless, no one resented this fate. Every Harrison Clark hoped that the real Sage would replace them.

In the 31st century, this belief was rather superstitious and unscientific.

however, people carried on and awaited their moment.

Unfortunately, the same fatal mistake was made once more.

No one expected that Harrison Clark would resurrect in his own body on Earth this time.

Scholars became too superstitious, believing the gold and jade principles handed down by the “Solution” – that with the extinction of humans in the Solar System, Harrison Clark couldn’t possibly appear on their homeworld.

The Shadow of the Sage overlooked the possibility of returning to the already devastated Solar System.

As the war began, the Shadow of the Sage had no choice but to suspend its activities.

One by one, Harrisons Clark rushed to the battlefield.

But even as the war entered its second phase, the leaders of the Morrowind Empire did not see the anticipated Sage reveal himself.

Some speculated Harrison Clark’s plan, thinking he might have other arrangements, deliberately hiding in the army to gather information, adjust to the era, and regain his strength.

With his dazzling presence, once exposed, Compound-Eyed Observers might carry out a beheading operation against him.

He must prepare thoroughly before making his grand entrance and turning the tide of the crisis.

The Sage always had his considerations, and he surely wouldn’t accidentally die in some battle.

Because he is Harrison Clark.

This concept was very popular and quickly approved.

In their desperate struggle, people secretly speculated that perhaps the Harrison Clark by their side was indeed him.

In any case, he must be somewhere watching over them, fighting side by side with them or their comrades.

Such an almost superstitious belief sustained the willpower of many soldiers.

After reading the information, Harrison Clark turned off Scarlett’s intelligence system with a snap.

Continuing to study the taste hidden within it, he could no longer continue as an unnoticed observer.

At that moment, an alarm suddenly sounded in the command room.

Harrison Clark was startled and quickly pulled up the alarm details.

It wasn’t that he had been discovered by the compound-eyed observers or others, but an accident had occurred on Freddy’s side.

Freddy, who was disassembling Quantum Intelligence chips five kilometers underground, had been attacked!

The life-monitoring system showed that Freddy’s heartbeat had stopped!

His consciousness was dissipating at an extremely fast pace!

Thirty seconds later, Harrison Clark dashed out of the armored compartment in his Galaxy Armor.