I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 554 - 363: Infinite Matryoshka Wells and the New Storm_1

Chapter 554: Chapter 363: Infinite Matryoshka Wells and the New Storm_1

October 26th, 3020, 6 PM Beijing time.

Harrison Clark stood with his hands behind his back, gaze piercing through the transparent wall to the quiet starry sky ahead.

His focus was on the exact spot where the spherical battleship, which he knew well, appeared every time.

Between here and there, there was a thin, invisible membrane that could block any energy, artillery fire, warships, and life.

No one knew the exact thickness of the membrane, but they could only generalize it to be less than an electron diameter through continuous attempts.

At this moment, Harrison was standing inside the Caudron Army Corps’ flagship command cabin.

The command flagship was no longer gigantic, only about forty meters long and shaped like an olive.

In space, this small flagship seemed less noticeable compared to the massive snowflake-shaped warship, just like sesame and mung beans.

The flagship’s appearance looked more harmless, and indeed, it hardly carried any powerful weapons. However, the propulsion system and shield system embodied the highest technological achievements.

There were not many crew members on the flagship, just a few dozen in the command sequence.

As for the technical analysis and logistics teams, they were scattered on other functional ships.

All ships maintained close contact through the Starry Architecture’s synchronous information system.

With the support of the high-speed and stable super quantum network, the command center no longer needed to pile up like it used to.

Such adjustments protected the command center, avoided decapitation, and made it less easy to be caught off guard.

After a long look, Harrison said to the two newly appointed deputy officers behind him, “Lion, Oliver Yeoman, I’m going to the Giant Wave Legion’s flagship.”

“Alright.”

Fifteen minutes later, Harrison entered Nora Camp’s command room, “Is there something?”

Nora Camp sat in her chair, her palms gently placed on her lower abdomen, her face filled with joy.

Harrison was taken aback for a moment and then understood. He sat down beside her, placing his hand on her belly as well.

“This is great.”

He sighed.

Nora Camp smiled, “It’s strange, I don’t know what she’s thinking, always like this.”

Harrison: “Ask her when she grows up.”

“Hahahaha…”

Nora Camp laughed heartily.

After a while, she calmed down, “It’s a bit difficult.”

“Yes.”

The two held hands and looked at the stars together, each lost in their thoughts.

Harrison spent about half an hour here before turning around and leaving.

The two didn’t chat much about sweet nothings.

There wasn’t much to discuss about the war plan either, as every senior commander had it committed to memory.

Of course, plans can’t keep up with changes. When the actual battle starts, they would have to make decisions on the spot, relying on their accumulated training.

On the way back to his own flagship in a small shuttle, Harrison kept looking at his hand.

He didn’t know if his perception had become more sensitive or if his daughter’s life force had grown stronger. When Harrison’s hand touched his child’s mother’s lower abdomen, his fingers could feel a slight tremor.

He asked Nora Camp about it, but she said she couldn’t feel anything and laughed at him for having illusions. How could there be any movement so early?

Harrison didn’t argue with her.

Perhaps it was indeed an illusion.

Anyway, he had experienced this scene many times before.

Each time it gave him a bit of hope, a bit of anticipation, but in the end, it was all ruthlessly snuffed out.

Harrison felt a bit numb.

He was like a frog in a well, looking up at the sky from time to time.

There were many of his kind by his side, squatting on stones and looking up together, imagining how high the sky was and how it felt to be blown by the wind up there.

One day, the frog mutated.

Suction cups grew on its four limbs, allowing it to climb along the smooth well wall.

It climbed out of the well.

Then, it found itself still in a well.

This well was even bigger.

There was another group of frogs next to it, and the hole below quietly disappeared.

This group of frogs still looked up at the sky with him.

Nothing had changed except that the well had become bigger.

The frog continued to climb upward, only to find another deep well…

Harrison felt he was this frog.

Even though many changes seemed to happen, some stubborn anchor points remained unchanged.

Each time he visited, no matter the change of eras, there were always similar people.

The direction and time when the Compound-Eyed Observer appeared were also highly similar.

The characteristics of the spherical battleships.

Moreover, there was another essential point that Harrison had not figured out so far.

When the Invader Barrier arrived, even though humans could not comprehend the technology behind it or analyze any actionable intelligence, people suddenly knew something inexplicably.

The invaders would arrive on a certain day in October 3020.

Harrison had read countless detailed historical materials from many timelines, trying to find more accurate information such as the calculation results of a scientist or some notes by Sergey.

However, he found none.

In the most recent timelines, he himself left hints that could serve as warnings for future generations.

But in the early timelines where he hadn’t successfully left information, people still knew the outcome.

It was as if the concept was engraved in the minds of many leaders from the very beginning of the event, without anyone teaching them.

Everything seemed natural, and no one felt a sense of disharmony.

Harrison had thought about it for a long time.

At first, he believed that the control and infiltration of “Song of the Wilderness” had exposed some information.

It was a high possibility.

But now, as human research on “Song of the Wilderness” deepened, Harrison realized that was not the case.