I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 542: 356: There Has Never Been a Savior_1

Chapter 542 -356: There Has Never Been a Savior_1

Half an hour later, the final decision was made at the meeting.

Harrison Clark’s identity was revealed, but he was only elected as a spiritual leader.

The leaders of the World Government swore on the spot to obey him spiritually.

Then…

And there was no more after that. free𝑤ebnovel.com

The World Government did not announce what specific position Harrison Clark would take, leaving it to ordinary people to imagine for themselves.

Harrison Clark was quite satisfied with this outcome.

The self-consciousness of these people was finally awakened a little.

Undoubtedly, they still hoped that Harrison Clark would take a higher position.

It’s just that Harrison Clark explicitly refused.

He had good reasons; no matter how talented he was, he was still an ancient person from a thousand years ago.

He had only been in this strange era of technology and change for a little over a month.

He still needed to learn about the technological background and warfare patterns in the new environment.

His combat talent was innate instinct.

However, he was still far behind in his overall abilities in command and science.

Properly concealing the truth is like leaving a blank space.

How people interpret it is left to their own imagination.

Those who expect Harrison Clark to take the position of leadership will see the leaders’ oaths and expect Harrison Clark to continue to lead the contemporary era as he did with the ancients a thousand years ago.

Those who have subtle concerns about Harrison Clark’s cross-era leadership will notice that he did not directly take the stage and think that the wise sage must have considered this drawback.

No matter how ordinary people and grassroots soldiers make up stories from any angle, they can make up the results they want.

This is a handling technique that can maintain stability and suitably boost morale.

After reading the decision, Harrison Clark sent a private message to Nora Camp.

“Please do me a favor and inform the others of my latest decision. I can accept the position of Cauldrons Legion Commander, but with three conditions. First, terminate the War God Plan. Second, demolish all my statues. As for the others’… leave them. Third, the Caudron Army Corps and I will obey your command. I will not accept any refutations.”

Two seconds later, Nora Camp replied, “I want to have a chat with you.”

“Help me inform the others first.”

“Alright.”

Five minutes later, the two met in a virtual space simulated as a forest.

In the center of the dense forest stood a pavilion.

There were stone tables and wide chairs in the pavilion with gray tiles and red columns.

On the stone table, there was a cake, a glass of orange juice, and a cup of freshly brewed Jamaica Blue Mountain tea with tendrils of white steam.

As the functions of the intelligent program became more advanced, the barriers between the virtual world and reality had long been broken. If it weren’t known in advance that this was a virtual space, the average person could easily get lost in it.

If not for the looming external threat, at least half of the world’s population might have indulged in this virtual world where one could have wind and rain at will.

It is not easy to say whether it is good or bad. The deep integration of human brain and AI is one of the future directions at a certain level.

At this time, Nora Camp, dressed in plain clothes, stood on the steps of the pavilion holding a thick book and looked at Harrison Clark, who was walking towards her.

Nora Camp was slightly uneasy at first, but she smiled with relief when Harrison Clark approached, and she appeared charming.

Tea does not get one drunk, people intoxicate themselves.

“Why are you laughing?”

Harrison Clark sat down on the chair, subconsciously wanting to cross his leg but suddenly remembered his sage status and put it down quietly, feeling very uncomfortable.

Nora Camp also sat down, took a sweet bite of strawberry cheesecake, “I’m happy, so I laughed.”

After that, she studied Harrison Clark somewhat rudely, making him a little uneasy.

Nora Camp: “I never thought.”

“What didn’t you expect?”

“I never expected that Harrison Clark, the millennial savior who was portrayed as divine in historical records, would not have three heads and six arms, a halo above his head, and look like an ordinary person, but still have a keen interest in certain things.”

Harrison Clark laughed heartily, “Stop joking, what ‘savior’? Seriously.”Then he shook his head violently and said solemnly, “A thousand years ago, there was a song that accompanied my growth, and there was a verse in it. There has never been a savior, nor can we rely on immortals or emperors. Now I give this song to you, to all of you.”

With that, Harrison Clark tapped his fingertip lightly.

Music gradually rang through the forest, and after a while, it slowly subsided.

After listening, Nora Camp’s eyes shimmered with colors, “I have heard this song before, but I used to think that its pattern was still not grand enough since we had already stepped out of the scope of Earth. But now that you let me listen to it again, I seem to understand your thoughts a little better.”

Harrison Clark looked up at the virtual blue sky and white clouds, leaning back in his chair, “Yes, a thousand years ago, the international was the Earth. Today’s international still exists, but it has become the entire universe. So, although what I did might be considered a savior’s undertaking, I never dared to call myself a savior. Mankind’s journey through eight timelines to this day relies not only on me but also on the forty trillion comrades sacrificed in the years.”

“If one day I were to really become a self-righteous savior, thinking that I am extraordinary, then it would be tantamount to denying the efforts of others. I would become a sinner, a real devil.”

Swish.

Nora Camp turned a page of the book.

This book was “Unyielding Spirit”.

She flipped to the description of Harrison Clark’s first arrival at the porthole of the Spherical Battleship.

The book reads:

“This is an important step for the sage Harrison Clark. He finally saw the face of the invaders and conveyed humanity’s fighting spirit to them before his death. We can never know how the invaders in that timeline would view Sage Harrison Clark’s seemingly futile act. But from our timeline, we can sense his anger and unwillingness across time and space. It is this spirit that guides him forward.”

“This was a small step for him, but a giant leap for humanity. Several timelines and countless generations have made an effort over a thousand years, transforming his equipment from primitive individual mechs into a passable Morrowind System, allowing him to keep advancing. It was also the more advanced space warfare system of that time that gained him a slim chance. Perhaps achieving such results at that time was due to the invader’s underestimation, but he ultimately accomplished everything he wanted to do.”

Harrison Clark, who was next to her, also read this paragraph and chuckled, “It’s a very insightful summary. So there’s no need for you to deny yourself. Although I am bitterly disappointed with your will, I must admit that your generation’s talents in both science and military are stronger than any generation I have ever seen. I am just dissatisfied that your fighting spirit and self-confidence have been worn away in blind worship.”

Nora Camp asked again, “So you have to destroy our worship of you now?”

“Yes. My divine status must be shattered. I once said, if mankind needs a God to defeat enemies, then this God can only be a miracle created by the entire civilization together. Even if there is a one in a hundred million chance, I want to ask, why wait for the next timeline, why not now?”

Nora Camp nodded, “I understand. In the next ten months, I will do everything in my power to improve myself. Since I once served as the highest commander, it proves that I have the talent, and I should strive even harder for it.”

“Well, I’m relieved that you think so. You should have taken on more responsibility, whether it’s because you’ve proven your talent in every timeline, or because you’re a member of the commander’s sequence. In an era that emphasizes information openness and fairness, if everyone has the same determination as me, I will be much more relaxed.”

Nora Camp conjured up a mirror in front of her and said to herself in the mirror, “So, I want to apologize to myself. I’m sorry; I’ve let down your talent. Even when I was young, I should have been able to take Mr. Green’s positions.”

Harrison Clark watched her serious appearance and laughed again, “Good! Excellent! You’re worthy of being my general! You’re always the first to surprise me.”

He grasped Nora Camp’s hand tightly, “Only those leaders who have endured ruthless competition and ascended to the top in even more ruthless postures can be trusted and followed unconditionally.”

“When you have this mindset, I can more calmly follow your orders and risk my life for you. I once told you that I will always be your sharpest blade, and that has never changed.”

“I have always trusted your abilities more than anyone else. Only you have never let me down. This time, I still want to put all my bets on you. It will put pressure on you, but I believe you can do it. Even if I lose this bet, if I lose it on you, I will have no regrets.”

Nora Camp nodded slightly.

The two held each other’s hands, looking into each other’s eyes.

After a long time, Nora Camp suddenly asked, “When will you return to Earth?”

“If I start my journey later, it will take about two days. Why suddenly ask this?”

“I want to play chess.”

Harrison Clark: “Huh?”

Nora Camp stood up slowly and said, “Major General Harrison Clark, considering that you have not taken up the position of the Cauldrons Legion Commander, you are still my security officer, and I am your direct superior. I order you to join me for a chess game as soon as you return to Earth.”

“Playing chess against you can give me better logical abilities, and I want to try again to bear our child. Even if the odds are only one in ten thousand. I want her to be born, and I want her to see me fighting side by side with you. I also want to apologize to you. I should have respected your views on love.”

Harrison Clark was momentarily stunned, “Okay!”

And so the flavor of the past returned.

After a while, Harrison Clark asked another risky question, “How do you see me and Carrie Thomas?”

Nora Camp: “Are you asking me if I have any guilt towards Master Carrie Thomas?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t want to lie to you. No. I consider her your original partner, and I consider myself the first choice for your optimized family. Your genes should be treated at the highest level and should be inherited.”

Despite guessing her answer, Harrison Clark still felt regretful.

Her problem was partly resolved, but the other part was deeply buried and could not be removed.

He laughed, “It’s alright. Let’s end this conversation here this time.”

He secretly vowed, next time I won’t let you develop this worldview.

I owe humanity an apology too.

It’s my fault, I admit it.