I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 1052 - 640 Continuing Forward_3

Chapter 1052: Chapter 640: Continuing Forward_3

Chapter 1052 -640: Continuing Forward_3

“Yes, teacher.”

“Congratulations.”

“Huh?”

“I also learned some news. The Empire has granted the existing hundreds of Modified Implementors the right to choose, but they all voluntarily asked for the mark. They succeeded. This proves one thing: reproductive isolation did not exclude you and those Modified Implementors from the great collective of Human Civilization. What makes us brethren and family is not our bodies, but our hearts.”

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With that, Dylan Mitchell pointed to his head.

A long-lost smile appeared on Austin Camp’s face, “Thank you, teacher.”

“No need.”

“Teacher, I didn’t participate in the last unexpected battle. When can I…?”

“Don’t think about those trivial matters, you’re still not quite there. Leave.”

“Alright, teacher, I understand.”

Watching Austin Camp leave, Dylan Mitchell turned his head and pulled up the fleet report data.

It has been ten years since the division, and the resources, productivity, and population left by the Core Fleet were ten times that of other small teams, so the fleet expansion was rapid.

At present, the Core Fleet has expanded to 963 ships.

Among them, there were 322 battlecruisers, 406 resource and research ships, and 235 population Reproduction Ships.

The full complement of combat personnel that can be accommodated on the battlecruisers is 1.03 million, and the full complement of staff that the resource and research ships can hold is 2.09 million.

However, the existing adult population of the fleet is less than 200,000, and there is a large gap in personnel for all positions, so most of the ships can only be operated with artificial intelligence assistance for now.

There are nearly 10 million children under the age of ten growing up in the Reproduction Ships, with a balanced age ratio, and nearly one million children turning ten this year, who can continue to study while gradually entering their positions.

If everything goes smoothly, the Core Fleet will have at least 30 million people and a scale of 30,000 manned ships and 80,000 unmanned ships by around 2940.

The development of other small teams is much slower, but they are all basically expanding steadily.

But not every small team is that lucky.

Over the past ten years, of the original 12,000 teams, only about 11,300 remain.

An average of over 60 teams per year are lost, with several teams suffering tragedy each month.

Every time a casualty or damage report appeared, Dylan Mitchell’s heart would be filled with unshakable sorrow and deep guilt.

Especially when he thought about the children who were being caught in the war, his heart would experience a truly painful, knife-twisting and burning feeling.

He had too much guilt in his heart, unable to tell anyone.

He even could hardly bear the heavy pressure.

But now, the destiny mark gave him a moment of soul relief.

Another new report appeared in front of him. Team No. 8763, with a population of 830,000, encountered a strong enemy. After resisting for one month, they chose to disperse and escape, persisted for another three months, and was wiped out three minutes ago.

The sacrifice of Team No. 8763 was not meaningless; they successfully led the enemy pursuit force the wrong way for dozens of light-years, covering the smooth escape of seven other small teams.

Dylan Mitchell took a long sigh and recited in his heart, “I know my guilt is deep. Like the sages of the past, I have countless apologies to make to countless people. I know that my apologies are as light as a feather, but I have no choice. If there are spirits after death, I will kowtow one by one. But for now, let me keep the apologies deep in my heart.”

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“Keep moving forward! Destination: Cloudtop Star Region!”