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

Chapter 766: Chapter 464: The Sage’s Code and The Guidance Plan【4500 Words】_1

He could no longer deceive and scheme; he had to confront things head-on.

By now, Harrison Clark had no regrets.

Next time…

If there is a next time, they’ll discuss it then.

He still has some remedial plans.

For example, altering the narrative of the Compound Eye Crisis, artificially intervening in the content of Lover, and confining Leonard Lewis’s creative ideas to the 21st century once again.

Not establishing a tightly organized Salvation Association, or changing its theme, giving up the nanny-like 500-Year Plan, resuming relatively free information dissemination guidance mode, giving more freedom and more autonomy to future generations.

At the same time, he would thoroughly deify himself from a thousand years ago to cover up his identity a thousand years later.

Make his past self into an unattainable god, a completely unreplicable spiritual totem in the realm of common sense.

In the 31st century, he would once again lay low and not reveal his identity easily. As an ordinary soldier, he could naturally continue to scheme behind the scenes.

As long as the war could be prolonged to a hundred years, Harrison Clark believed that with his talent, even without his past halo, he would not be a mere nobody after a hundred years.

This set of operations is very stable, but the downside is that greater uncertainties may cause some people by his side to naturally disappear.

Of course, perhaps the temporal anchor point’s convergence will automatically correct history and keep these people appearing but scattered across different colonial galaxies.

But this is not an absolute guarantee.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Manipulating history is so difficult that he had no way of seeing the future like this before seeing the results.

Just like this time, he was a veteran driver on the nine timelines, but he still drove the historical battle car completely onto a wild road unmarked in the navigation system.

Harrison Clark’s only way to be absolutely safe was to do nothing at all.

However, he couldn’t just lie down and do nothing because he was worried about being exposed.

He also couldn’t deliberately compress the time for humanity’s resistance.

First of all, he couldn’t do it, and second, even if he could, he wouldn’t do it.

It’s clear that a hundred years of fighting was possible, but as soon as the Compound-Eyed Observer came, everyone would fall within a few hours?

Had they gone mad?

In any case, changing the future naturally means taking risks.

The principle of seeking wealth amid danger applies to both individuals and civilizations.

As long as the returns are proportional to the risks, it’s always worth the gamble.

This time, it was too late for any change; next time, he would consider remedial issues.

Now that he has been exposed and is being watched, there is a risk of being captured alive.

So what needs to be done next is to avoid the risk.

If it were in the past, unless he committed suicide in advance, it would be quite simple for the Compound Eye Civilization to capture him alive.

But this time, the technological gap between humans and the Compound-Eyed Observers has been narrowed.

Harrison Clark is very confident when it comes to suicide.

As long as he defends against space freezing, he’ll be fine.

Harrison Clark has had mature experience in dealing with space freezing and knows how to restrain it.

When he destroyed the Eight-legged Beetles and other Compound-Eyed Observer weapons that could move in and out of space freezing, he could then move freely by using their explosion range to counter the freezing properties of the unified force.

With the current level of biotechnology mastered by humanity, a deeper understanding of the unified force, and the Z Bacteria genetic information derived from Freddy, Harrison Clark believes that they can use bio-augmentation technology to prepare some “suicide bombs” with a similar structure to the Eight-legged Beetles in advance.

Carrying these bombs with him when traveling and detonating them when things go wrong would provide a sense of security.

After straightening out his thoughts and giving up on hiding, Harrison Clark reexamined the list, scrutinizing each name.

Not only did he focus on the names, but he also delved into the current identities, positions, and achievements of every person on the list.

He was pleasantly surprised throughout.

Currently, the First Marshal of the Empire’s fleet is his old acquaintance, Mr. Green.

The Second Marshal is stationed in the DF-711 Fortress Starship.

The Third Marshal is still an old acquaintance of Harrison Clark, an extremely familiar one, the now 125-year-old heroine, Nora Camp.

Yes, the mother of his child has aged as well.

Opening Nora Camp’s detailed information and looking at her photo, Harrison Clark felt a deep sense of nostalgia and a thousand emotions.

The child’s mother had aged, but overall, she was still fine.

With the help of many extreme microscopic medical technologies and gene repair and stabilization techniques, the aging process of highly awake Galactic Humans has been significantly slowed down, and they have a life expectancy of over 260 years.

Mr. Connor only lived to 205, but that was because he pushed himself too hard.

At present, being 125 is roughly equivalent to being 36 years old in the 21st century.

As one of the highest military leaders, Nora Camp enjoys the most top-notch medical resources. Even without deliberate maintenance, she wouldn’t age too visibly, let alone her persistent exercise.

At this moment, Nora Camp’s appearance is not much different from a good-looking 30-year-old female star from the 21st century, with a more graceful figure, a face still full of collagen, and a girlish feel, making her look much younger than Harrison Clark, who has been wandering alone and desolate in space for a hundred years.

However, her expression in the ID photo is somewhat too serious, with cold eyes and a slightly deep demeanor, a strong sense of authority emanating from her iron-blooded temperament, giving off an unwelcoming atmosphere.

After all, a hundred years have passed, and she now holds the position of Third Marshal, it’s only natural for her to change in this way.

Harrison Clark checked Nora Camp’s resume.

Such a long list of records!

When the war broke out in 3020, she had just become a Major General-level commander of a medium-sized fleet within the Shadow Galaxy.

Over the next hundred years, she quietly left the Shadow Galaxy several times and joined the bloody battlefield outside as a fleet commander.