I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 1028 - 631 Civilization and Individuals_1

Chapter 1028: Chapter 631: Civilization and Individuals_1

Chapter 1028 -631: Civilization and Individuals_1

Tiffany Bell was not good with words.

With her current logical thinking, she could not organize gorgeous rhetoric to mobilize the emotions of others.

All her decisions came from the most basic instinctive judgments in her thinking.

Although she didn’t understand cunning schemes, she knew what was right and wrong, and what strategies to use in different situations to achieve her goals.

Tiffany’s way of thinking was both profound and simple, like a perfect logical judgment aid that has not yet been produced, always able to see the essence through the surface and make the best choice within her ability limit, just like an enlightened Buddhist monk or a Daoist master who understands the natural laws.

Due to her personal thinking change and the emergence of cryogenic technology, Tiffany found a second goal in life besides war, which was meeting Harrison Clark.

But meeting Harrison was still based on her personal emotional needs; her highest pursuit driven by historical responsibility was still to complete the expedition mission with the Nameless Fleet.

From the moment she set foot on the Nameless Fleet, Tiffany’s highest ambition had never changed, just like Quentin Cooper’s, it hadn’t changed until now.

The next second, a woman’s voice echoed in the projection.

“Who am I? Who are you?”

The voice sounded cold and emotionless, but the listeners could vaguely hear a hint of a lost lamb’s tone.

The Thought Capture Team quickly provided an answer, and the information was synchronized to everyone’s view. Both the audience in the prison ship and the other ordinary fleet members who regained their freedom knew that the owner of the voice was Kamilia Camp.

It was the Thought Capture Team that was first stunned by Tiffany’s actions, the people who were analyzing Kamilia’s mental activities.

These people were dumbfounded on the spot.

“What’s wrong? Why can Instructor Bell read Kamilia’s thoughts? We’ve been listening to the rustling noise for so many years, what’s the deal?”

Someone exclaimed in frustration.

No one could answer him, just as no one could question why Tiffany didn’t speak up earlier.

A Heartless One acts without the need or ability to explain to anyone.

Kamilia’s words did not end there, but continued to unfold, and the listeners heard one question after another.

“Am I the same as you?”

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“What does it mean to be alive?”

“Does moving mean being alive?”

“Does communicating with others mean being alive?”

“What are humans? Am I considered one?”

“Why can’t I be like you?”

“Was that wrong? I thought that the training was serious, did I make a mistake?”

“Do you have love? I heard my two staff members discussing marriage, is that love?”

“What is affection? Can feelings make people make decisions that do not conform to logic and rationality?”

“Do I also have a chance to gain love? Like you, watching your baby grow little by little in the projections?”

“I don’t know why, but whenever I see other staff watching their baby’s projection, my heartbeat speeds up. Is raising a human child first nurtured in a projection, and then one day, the baby suddenly turns from a projection into reality?”

“Are there really so many people working for my baby? I want to say thank you to them.”

“Could it be that one day, I could meet a friend like other people and sit quietly together and chat? After the staff create someone who loves me, then I won’t be so lonely anymore in this universe, right? Sometimes I feel lucky, and sometimes I feel pitiful.”

“I feel sorry. Although I know that I am not the same kind of life as these people. I still feel sorry. I don’t want my child to die, so I have to take their lives. Humans created me, I like everyone and don’t want to take anyone’s life. But I have to let my child live. Otherwise, I really don’t know the meaning of my existence.”

These were the fifteen sentences in Kamilia’s short life, spanning from her first words to her last dying message.

After listening to them, the audience felt inexplicably sad.

Then, Tiffany released a long segment of accelerated images.

People finally understood that Tiffany had shared Kamilia’s memories.

Most of the images were of Kamilia’s imagined battle scenes. For decades, since being deprived of her eligibility to train as a warrior, she had never ceased her mental imagining and deducing. She completed her self-training in combat skills in her mind and became a top-level warrior.

Unfortunately, she never had the chance to show her abilities on a bigger stage until she died, nor had she ever touched real combat armor. Her talent only shone briefly during the confrontation with the Rebel Army, and then her life’s flame was quickly extinguished.

Perhaps many years later, Kamilia’s battle prowess would become a subject of folklore, with various speculations and guesses by the world and exaggerated descriptions, thinking that she may have stood on par with Tiffany Bell, just experiencing an unfortunate early death.

All of this was destined to remain a fantasy.

As Tiffany shared Kamilia’s life, the leader of the Thought Capture Team, a 260-year-old elderly woman, produced an analysis report three hours later.

The old woman quickly integrated and analyzed the images of Tiffany and Kamilia sitting face to face for decades and reached a conclusion.