I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World - Chapter 462
Chapter 462: Chapter 304: Tiger Bro’s Daily Philosophy
Trilogy_3
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Daniel Thompson nodded, “Very well. There are 26.5 billion people in the whole human race, but only over 4 million Galaxy Warriors! So, I believe you should be well aware of how outstanding you are! You just need to take one more step forward to obtain the Galaxy Equipment and become a Galaxy
Warrior!”
As Daniel’s words fell, Harrison Clark could feel the heartbeats of his comrades around him gradually speeding up.
He was also slightly expectant.
“First of all, I need to tell you what a Galaxy Warrior is?” Daniel’s voice
gradually rose.
“We are the elites of the elite in the Defense Army, the sharpest blade of human civilization!”
“If human civilization is an ant’s nest, we are the bravest soldier ants; if civilization is a beehive, we are the most fearless soldier bees; if we were born in ancient Southern Song Dynasty, we would be Yue Fei’s Nighting Army!”
“Galaxy Warriors will undertake the most dangerous missions on the battlefield and face the strongest enemies. Each person can hold their own, and their combat power is equivalent to a small fleet!”
“We may not always be in the forefront of the charge, but at some point in the war, we will strike at the enemy like ancient assassins, giving our lives for a single blow! We are born for battle and die for battle.”
” Every person with the gift for combat yearns to become a Galaxy Warrior. But what we desire is not the title of warrior, nor the envious stares of others.”
“What we crave is to transform ourselves into a sharp blade, piercing the enemy’s heart, using our blood and flesh to forge glory, giving civilization a hope to step into the galaxy, and securing the qualifications for our comrades to survive. Whether we win or lose, our fighting spirit will declare to the universe that Earthlings will never back down.”
“A thousand years ago, Pioneer Harrison Clark named us- Galaxy Warriors before his dying breath! Now do you know what a Galaxy Warrior is?”
With a thunderous voice, Daniel roared.
The squad formation responded with an affirmative rumble.
“We know!”
Daniel smiled, “As for who our enemy is? Although there were predictions from the Pioneers, everyone has imagined and speculated about the invaders in their hearts, with a thousand different versions in the minds of a thousand people. But an’enemy capable of creating the Solar System Barrier and trapping us must be unimaginably powerful.”
“Scientists have concluded that the mastermind behind the mass extinction is also the invaders. So we have long given up on the illusion of negotiation, waiting for us only war, only war! The war is closely related to everyone!” “The war is imminent, and you are the last batch of new recruits in the Defense Army before the war. You are also my, Daniel Thompson’s, last hundred students.”
“I have only one requirement for you: each of you must remove the ‘pseudo’ word from your title and become a true Galaxy Warrior! Now, I will show you the true power of a Galaxy Warrior!”
As he spoke, Daniel’s hand suddenly shook, and a long, rectangular box flicked
out from behind him.
His palm lightly tapped the box.
The box opened itself, and a shiny metallic sphere the size of a ping-pong ball flew out first, then scattered.
The way the metal sphere scattered was somewhat similar to the Drogon Armament but had more components and a more complex structure.
Countless components gathered in the air, like a fog.
Harrison Clark watched intently, knowing that the particles that made up the
fog were actually individual components.
“This is Galaxy Equipment Sequence One, which can form the first-level Basic Battle Armor, with space walking, humanoid combat, and basic weapon functions.”
As Daniel finished speaking, the fog in mid-air had already gathered around him.
Eventually, Daniel turned into a three-meter-tall “giant” wrapped in black
armor.
Daniel then demonstrated the performance of the Basic Battle Armor.
He first soared into the air, and countless target drones flew out around the training ground.
Daniel pulled out various small long-range weapons and went on a bombing spree.
Immediately after, several large target drones with a certain counterattack ability flew out, and Daniel lunged forward with two blades, each about eight meters long.
Harrison Clark was shocked.
His surprise came in two parts.
Daniel’s Basic Battle Armor had specific energy parameters that he was not familiar with, but its combat mode was visually similar to the Divine Eagle Armor in the timeline he had seen previously.
Moreover, this low-named Basic Battle Armor also possessed the ability of a delicate Pseudo-Curvature Engine, similar to the one on the spaceship. Every time it performed a large-scale maneuver, its surface turned black, controlling the spatial oscillations more precisely, moving faster, and consuming less energy.
Harrison Clark could only think of one word.
Powerful!
If he didn’t know that there was better Galaxy Equipment in store, he would almost think that it was tailored for himself.
His second surprise was that the counterattack target drones were highly similar in appearance to the Eight-legged Beetles simulated by artist Amelia Johnson in her three-dimensional art, almost reaching a one-to-one replica in appearance.
Of course, their performance must be much worse, and they would not have physical toxins.
Harrison wasn’t sure whether Amelia1 s ideas convinced the military or whether modern militaries had also studied the scenes depicted in his movie “Compound Eye Crisis” filmed a thousand years ago.
“I just demonstrated Sequence One’s Basic Battle Armor, its combat style is not much different from your Drogon Armament. Now I will demonstrate Sequence Two, the Assault Mode.”
As soon as Daniel finished speaking, he shook out a second metallic sphere, also the size of a ping-pong ball, from the shoulder armor of Sequence One.
