I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World - Chapter 239
Chapter 239: Chapter 184: Arriving on Time Again 1
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Everything happened just as Nora Camp had predicted. Nearly half an hour into the meeting, Harrison Clark was invited to speak.
As soon as he stood up, there was enthusiastic applause all around him.
Harrison Clark rarely paid attention to his own image in the eyes of others, but unbeknownst to him, he had become a universally recognized idol among human soldiers.
Even those higher-ranking officers held him in gratitude and great admiration. There are two essential types of talent in the military system. Command-type talents, like Nora Camp or Mr. Green.
Combat-type talents, like Harrison Clark, Needham Brown, or the rapidly rising star Marthus.
Regardless of rank, both types of talent are extremely important in the battlefield that humans envision.
Moreover, many of the commanders present had benefited from Harrison’s teachings.
Although some things were not explicitly stated, smart people knew where the constantly updated Morrowind Warrior training program came from.
When the applause died down, Harrison Clark calmly looked around the room and began to speak.
“I know where the invader warships are coming from.”
His words were nothing short of startling.
With his opening statement, he pinpointed the location where the invader warships would appear.
The reaction from others was not much different from Nora Camp’s.
At first, they were shocked, then Mr. Green was the first to successfully deduce that his conclusion had been reached from the Intuition School’s method of inference.
Harrison shamelessly admitted it.
Everything went smoothly.
His plan became the main strategy for the Uranus First Zone Corps and the army was immediately mobilized.
Corps Commander Mr. Green reported his decision to the World Government leadership.
Five minutes later, the World Government executive invoked over 90% of the quantum intelligence’s instant computing power and arrived at a conclusion.
The quantum intelligence comprehensively analyzed over 100,000 influencing factors, including but not limited to Harrison’s character, past achievements, possible thought processes of his calculations, the direction of the two Voyager spacecraft that escaped a thousand years ago, the extraordinary foresight and insight of Master Chen of a millennium ago, the energy transfer process released when the Invader Barrier suddenly appeared in the Solar System, and more. It concluded that the accuracy of Harrison’s prediction was 95.5% or higher.
At this point, the entire humankind fleet sprang into action: besides the third defensive line surrounding Earth’s orbit, the eight legions of the first two lines changed their formations.
Next, the ultimate plan for the war was devised, assuming that the invader warships would appear from the exact direction Harrison had predicted.
War left no room for indecision. Once a decision was made, it had to be implemented swiftly and decisively.
Everyone was betting.
Win the bet, and you will create a bright future for humanity.
Lose the bet, and it’s nothing more than the expected doom.
It’s not that the leaders’ thinking was too metaphysical, but the progress made in the gravitational wave field project was truly astonishing.
Nowadays, more than 60 fleets in the Uranus First Zone Corps have received help from the new gravitational wave detector, and the commanders have a deep appreciation of the power of this brand-new technology.
The process by which Matilda completed the final proof just before her demise was even more astounding.
With an incredible burst of inspiration, she skipped two extremely complicated proof processes that would have taken at least ten years and arrived at the correct ultimate equation.
Matilda then used the equation to reverse-proof the process. The process was error-free, the theoretical foundation of the gravitational wave detector was fully formed, the program was successful, and the device began to operate. After accomplishing all this, Matilda died suddenly, a tragic end.
From then on, no one dared to question the capabilities of the Intuition School, nor did they doubt the abilities of the spiritual leader of the Intuition School Harrison Clark.
Matilda paid the price with her life to steal the divine inspiration from God. Perhaps it was because she had been overworked, or because her gene awakening level was not high enough to withstand God’s gift.
But Harrison could do it, and he stole even more, even more extreme inspirations from God.
At the end of the meeting, Harrison Clark and Nora Camp returned to the command cabin.
Looking at the millions of warships in the three-dimensional star map of the Solar System, moving in different directions with countless points of light representing warships flowing like a galaxy, Harrison felt quite peculiar. He had not expected himself to influence the high-level decision-making in the war and change the course of humanity’s conflict, all while being a frontline soldier and not even a commander.
Compared to his experience when he first arrived, when he was nearly deprived of his livelihood security because of merely spreading “rumors’’ and being invited to have tea and interrogated, his current status was worlds apart. Nora Camp shared a smile with Harrison Clark and then ordered, “Set off!” At the forefront of the human front, the Giant Wave Vertical Team quickly changed its direction, headed straight to the position where the invader warships were about to appear, and sprinted as a group.
Nine hours later, the Giant Wave Vertical Team and 7 million spacecraft from the First Area Army Corps appeared on the edge of the Invader Barrier at the outskirts of the Solar System.
People now knew that the gravitational influence of the Solar System no longer extended two light years. Instead, the stellar system had been compressed to the extreme.
All the cannons of the warships were aimed at the same spot.
The equipment of the Morrowind Warriors was also ready and fully charged at all times.
In the First Area Army Corps, a total of 15 million Morrowind Warriors were on long-term patrol, with 5 million on duty at a time.
In addition, nearly to million bee swarm fighters and hundreds of thousands of assault battle cruisers were on standby, working in tandem with the 5 million Morrowind Warriors.
All patrol combat units with energy reserves below 80% were immediately rotated out.Harrison Clark personally led ten thousand Morrowind Warriors from the Giant Wave Fleet to patrol the front lines.
At this point in the war preparations, there was really nothing he could nitpick.
Harrison’s custom-made equipment had ten times the energy capacity of ordinary models, theoretically, he wouldn’t need to recharge until the war broke out.
During the patrol, he switched to autopilot mode and took a nap in space.
By the time he woke up, it was already October 27, 3020 AD, 8 o’clock in the morning.
Harrison received an order from Nora Camp.
“You’ve been patrolling out there for over thirty-six hours; hurry back and take a break!”
Harrison checked the time; he was only one hour and forty-five minutes away from 9:45 am.
He was unsure of what to do.
Even for him, his mood began to fluctuate.
Given that the situation had changed from what he knew, he couldn’t tell if it was better to stay with Nora Camp or stay at the front line at this point.
Over there, Nora Camp urged him again, “Needham Brown is almost at the front line, let him take over your shift.”
Harrison gritted his teeth and flew back, handing his position over to Needham Brown, who had just flown up.
Behind Needham Brown were elite warriors such as Daniel Thompson and Marthus.
As they passed each other, Harrison called out to them.
“Needham! Lion! Marthus!”
Not knowing what he wanted, they all stopped.
Needham: “What’s up, Harrison?”
Daniel Thompson impatiently said, “If you have something to say, spit it out quickly. We need to get to our posts.”
Marthus, on the other hand, just looked at him, eager for any advice.
Harrison thought for a moment, but only said two words, “Take care.”
He then continued without looking back, flying towards the flagship, The Giant Wave.
He had already predicted where the Invaders would appear and couldn’t provide a more accurate time.
That’s too mysterious; whether people believe it or not is another matter.
Besides, even if he explained it more clearly, it might not have any practical effect.
Human preparations had already come this far, and they couldn’t afford to make people more nervous.
Once he returned to The Giant Wave, he didn’t go to sleep; instead, he headed directly to the command cabin, sitting in the seat next to Nora Camp, pulling out a charging cable, and charging his equipment while staring intently at the starry sky ahead.
Soon after, he remembered something and said to Nora Camp beside him, “Tell Martha Owen, Bernal Connor, Scott, and all other expert technicians to standby in the escape pod.”
Nora Camp was taken aback, “What?”
“I said have them standby in the escape pod!”
Harrison burst into anger.
Nora Camp complied.
One hour and forty-five minutes passed.
9:45 a.m.
Nothing happened.
9:48 a.m.
The Human Fleet did not explode on time like last time, turning into space fireworks.
Harrison breathed a little easier.
The threat of the Song of the Wilderness to humanity had come to an end, and he had truly defused the hidden bomb.
Great news!
9:50 a.m.
Harrison’s personal equipment had just charged to 100%, and in the vast expanse of the formerly empty starry sky ahead, there was a sudden surge of almost imperceptible energy fluctuations, accompanied by some faint, colorful lights.
The Gravitational Wave Detector immediately responded, the alarm blaring inside The Giant Wave, with red light flashing intensely.
Harrison unplugged the charging cable and jumped to his feet.
Nora Camp, who had been standing all along, shouted, “They’re coming! All patrol units scatter and charge! Vanguard battleships sprint! Close combat phase cannons fully charge! Left and right wing destroyers fully charge lightspeed particle cannons! Flagships and rear formation cruisers charge neutron missiles! The Main Ship releases all Bee Swarm Fighters! Formation advances! Call K3 Fleet, Long River Fleet, Wind Thunder IV Fleet… Coordinate assault! Fight! Charge!”
Buzz!
Directly ahead, beyond the Invader Barrier, an orb-shaped spacecraft the size of the Moon appeared abruptly.
The Invader Warship had arrived.
Punctuality that sent chills down the spine..
