I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 937 - 573: Naturally Capricious_1

Chapter 937: Chapter 573: Naturally Capricious_1

“So, Tom, what do you need me for? Do you know I might be replaced too? Don’t worry, I’m strong.”

Tiffany Bell rubbed her eyes and said with gritted teeth.

As expected of a child, her adaptability was strong, and she quickly accepted the reality that T100 had gained a soul and even started communicating with it normally.

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If it were anyone else, they might have been panicking and running away to get help.

“You won’t be replaced.” Harrison Clark said.

Tiffany Bell asked, “Why not?”

“Because no one else is more suitable than you.”

Tiffany Bell: “But my performance isn’t good.”

“The problem isn’t with you, it’s with me. Anyway, just be at ease. I won’t accept any other pilots. I’ve prepared a special training for you, one that could help you better control me. But remember, don’t reveal my existence to others. Otherwise, I won’t be able to help you.”

Tiffany Bell nodded vigorously, “Alright! I’ll remember that! What kind of training is it? Difficult?”

“Quite simple.”

“Really?”

Harrison Clark: “Nope.”

“Uh.”

“But I have confidence!”

Harrison Clark chuckled on the other side.

At the same time, T100 also let out a couple of snickers, responding with incredible speed and accuracy.

At that moment, Harrison Clark thought to himself that having confidence was a good thing, but turning it into action and achieving results was not as easy as just talking about it.

Tiffany Bell blushed from Tom’s teasing laugh and nervously interlocked her fingers.

She said awkwardly, “Anyway, I’ll work hard.”

“Good.”

After saying that, Harrison Clark sent a set of data, “This is the tutorial I made. Since T100 will be accompanying your transport ship to the Witton Galaxy. Even if they choose your successor, they will have to wait until the next Central Galaxy to board. So, you still have a year. In this year, as long as you pass my first level exam, your cooperation with me will surely improve. I can only help you up to here. The rest is up to you.”

“Uh-huh!”

Harrison Clark gave Tiffany Bell a fighter training tutorial he made himself.

From a beginner to a war god.

To train Tiffany Bell from a pilot into a warrior like himself was Harrison Clark’s plan.

T100 was different from ordinary Intelligent Warfare, its core was built upon Harrison Clark’s fragmented memories.

Over 80% of the memory shards Harrison Clark provided to T100 were actually related to combat.

When Harrison Clark initially took over Charles Thomas’s original self-adaptive combat command set, he didn’t completely erase this ingenious work, but instead retained its essence.

This helped T100 learn the battle intuition reaction brought by Harrison Clark’s resonance.

When Charles Thomas coded it initially, he absorbed Harrison Clark’s own combat tutorials.

In the past few months, Harrison Clark conducted extensive data analysis on T100’s numerous “mistakes.”

Tiffany Bell’s coordination rate of over 50% greatly facilitated Harrison Clark’s analysis.

Previous pilots created too many bugs in their preset programs, making it hard to see any patterns and rendering them useless as reference points.

To outsiders, Tiffany Bell’s programming mistakes seemed no different than other pilots’.

Only Harrison Clark, the true insider, knew that Tiffany Bell was different.

Other people’s bugs had no value; Tiffany Bell’s bugs had value.

This was the fundamental difference.

So Harrison Clark was willing to expend the energy to create a customized combat training tutorial for Tiffany Bell.

Only by mastering combat knowledge on the same level as his would Tiffany Bell be able to create a perfect preset program for execution.

When Harrison Clark imagined this, T100’s resonance on the other side would not go wrong.

At that point, with the help of both Harrison Clark and Tiffany Bell, T100’s coordination rate would reach 100%.

Tiffany Bell might not be able to become the second Harrison Clark due to her current age and physical condition, but that was alright. She was, after all, a pilot and not required to directly pilot armor. So as long as her consciousness caught up to Harrison Clark, she’d be fine.

In short, she had to become a keyboard warrior who could think and talk but didn’t need to actually fight.

Yep.

Although being a keyboard warrior might sound simple, Harrison Clark just wanted to give it a try without expecting too much.

After all, compared to countless other timelines, even Needham Brown, the person closest to him, had an insurmountable gap in battle intelligence.

Minutes after opening the tutorial, Tiffany Bell was completely lost.

The tutorial had her input an activation code into T100, enabling a penetration simulation training session.

In this training, she would replace T100’s core intelligence and make judgments with her own brain, directly controlling the armor in the penetration simulation by releasing neural signals—just like the control of an “original” armor warrior.

There were thousands of different battle scenarios in the tutorial, ranging from simple to complex.

She must complete each mission, one by one, as an armor warrior, until all of them were completed.

The last mission was a reenactment of the final battle in Shadow Galaxy’s history, which took place on the last timeline involving the sage Harrison Clark himself.During the pilot course, Tiffany Bell had seen a comprehensive analysis from the instructor.

Pioneer Harrison Clark used the “old-fashioned armor”, which was weaker than Folco Armor, as a performance aid for the flesh, and used the human brain for quick calculations to complete a series of ingenious operations.

In that set of operations, there were an average of hundreds of thousands of details every second, and in high-intensity confrontations lasting several hours, there were a total of more than 100 billion intricate details.

The result of any mistake in detail was instant death.

But with more than 100 billion instantaneous decisions, the error rate of the pioneer was 0.

Not to mention the human brain, even today’s Quantum Intelligence can’t do that.

Now, Tiffany Bell was to recreate the scene.

She was stunned.

“What… what does this mean? Is this supposed to make me an armored warrior? But I don’t have potential, I can’t do it! And there’s no armor corps now anyway!”

She forgot another key question.

She was only twelve years old now.

Although it is wartime now, this is a human-initiated attack, and the situation is still controllable. Ordinary soldiers are rarely sent, let alone twelve-year-old children driving armor onto the battlefield.

Tiffany Bell wanted to ask Tom why.

But unfortunately, after giving the tutorial, Tom suddenly became very cold and disappeared completely.

She hesitated for about two minutes, finally gritted her teeth, summoned the neural connection board of T100, and decided to fight.

…

Watching the little girl in the virtual armored control training ground, controlling the T100 to stumble and fall three times in one step, Star asked, “Do you think she can really do it?”

Harrison Clark shook his head, “Of course I’m not sure, but isn’t that what makes people interesting?”

The biggest difference between people and machines is that no matter how strong the performance of a machine, its performance limit is already visible when it is produced.

People are different, as the gene awakening degree continues to rise and the quantum storm spirals in personal thinking constantly combine and change, the large spiral law of intuition will become more and more complex, and the amount of information contained will become larger and larger.

Information determines ability, so human possibilities are endless.

Perhaps if one day the gene awakening degree of human beings can reach 100%, the information capacity of human brain thinking can truly be comparable to the universe, and then human beings will reach the limit.

But obviously, that in itself is still equivalent to no limit.

…

June 2686.

The transport ship had just left the Stargate jump channel and was now on a brief break at the K89515 Central Galaxy space station.

Tiffany Bell was about to lose T100.

In the transport ship warehouse.

Tiffany Bell is standing under T100, in a daze.

She tried hard.

In this year, she went from not being able to walk to becoming a real elite soldier.

She had completed Tom’s tutorial to 30%.

But she was still infinitely far away from the ultimate test.

The instructor looked at Tiffany Bell next to him with a pitying look, as if he had something to say but didn’t.

The instructor didn’t understand what had happened.

Tiffany Bell had been with T100 for a whole year, but her synchronization rate had not increased, her control level as a pilot had not changed noticeably, but she as a 13-year-old now, compared to a year ago, was completely different in terms of momentum.

She was still childish a year ago, looking cute and playful.

Now, in just a short year, she seemed to have become an iron-blooded warrior with an air of killing.

“Come on, Tiffany Bell, don’t look anymore, it’s time to send it away.”

The instructor said.

Tiffany Bell shook her head, “Instructor, give me one more chance. I want to try a new method.”

“What new method?”

“Put me in there, and I’ll program in real-time. That way, Tom won’t disappoint people anymore.”

The instructor shook his head vigorously, “Don’t mess around, it’s Intelligent Warfare. It doesn’t need people inside. The purpose of Intelligent Warfare is to replace humans in dangerous situations. To put it bluntly, it’s to die for humans. Taking you with it is putting the cart before the horse, isn’t it?”

Tiffany Bell shook her head again, “I told you. It has a soul. Instructor, don’t talk like that again. Tom is so strong, it shouldn’t be treated like ordinary Intelligent Warfare. It’s a special existence that can change the course of the war.”

Instructor: “This is just theoretical potential, now it’s infinitely far from cashing in!”

Tiffany Bell said decisively: “If there must be someone who can tap Tom’s potential, it can only be me! I know I can. I believe in it, and it believes in me. It’s mine! If I can’t give my equipment the perfect combat power, and only watch it be wasted like scrap metal in the hands of others on the battlefield, easily torn apart, then there’s no point in me being a pilot and living.”

The instructor’s eyelids jumped, “What do you mean?”

Tiffany Bell said decisively, “Just what it says, if I really lose it, I’ll choose to end it myself.”

“What? Are you crazy?”

Tiffany Bell shook her head, “I’m not crazy, I’m very calm. I’ve re-acquainted myself with its potential this year. There’s no doubt it’s the strongest Folco Armor in the whole empire today. Not even any Intelligent Warfare will surpass it in the next hundred years. But to tap its potential, there’s only one way, as I said.”

The instructor frowned, “The higher-ups will think you’re threatening them, this is not something a mature soldier should do.”

Tiffany Bell grinned, looking just like a child, “But I’m only thirteen, just a willful little brat, right?”