I Really Didn t Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World

Chapter 631: Chapter 399: The Nonexistent Area 52 (4000 words, seeking monthly votes)_2

Harrison Clark shook his head, “No rest, let’s get straight to business.”

Normally, Harrison’s mental state was similar to that of ordinary people, needing sleep as well. However, once he was engrossed in work, his fatigue would disappear.

With his constitution, going without sleep for a few days was no big deal.

Sitting in the car, Ethan Evans sighed, “People say that the Chinese are workaholics, and I agree. I admired Rainer when he worked at Linton. The Chinese students in my project team were also very dedicated. But I’ve never met anyone like you, Mr. Clark. And your mental state is excellent, not showing any signs of fatigue from traveling.”

Harrison Clark laughed heartily, “I should be, for the sake of humanity’s destiny.”

“Yes.”

Harrison Clark: “Can you tell me what’s going on now?”

Ethan Evans shook his head, “Sorry, not yet.”

“Alright.”

Harrison Clark spread his hands and didn’t ask any further questions.

With that broken ship, he not only observed it up close but even piloted it after it was repaired.

He didn’t find it particularly interesting. Its performance was even inferior to the Defense Army’s small two-person fighter, let alone his personal high-speed warp shuttle and the Galaxy Equipment.

In the previous timeline, human technology had surpassed the Lost Warship by the mid-28th century.

By the early 31st century, according to military commanders’ estimates, if humans could burst out and wage war against the civilization behind the Lost Warship, and the civilization’s technology level was consistent with that shown in the ship, then the conclusion was clear – Earthlings would easily defeat their opponents.

So, before the colonial fleet brought back any information, the Earthlings’ emotional understanding of the Lost Warship and its associated civilization went through these stages:

Admiration, worship, fear => curiosity, research, organization of resources to decipher => utilization => surpassing => disdain, and in disdain, considering the good and evil of the other party, as well as their current level, and simulating war.

With the Solar Dome above their heads, Earthlings’ suspicions about the universe may not be unfounded.

A great man once said, “In the face of war, we should despise the enemy strategically and respect them tactically.”

So after completely absorbing and surpassing the Lost Warship, although remaining in awe, humans did feel some contempt and firmly believed they could win.

The Lost Warship didn’t really help humans achieve any technological leaps.

When humans were able to understand its materials, their technology had also caught up, only slightly inspiring some ideas and providing a tiny bit of help.

Some even connected the Lost Warship and the Solar Dome, believing the former brought enemies. This idea, however, was later refuted.

The Solar Dome’s technology surpassed the Lost Warship by far and didn’t seem to be from the same civilization.

At the time, human scientists were still wary of the Milky Way Galaxy and seriously assumed that they could break through the Solar Dome, setting all their imaginary enemies at the same technological level as the Lost Warship, and then simulated various war scenarios.

Before the 28th century, some scholars devoted considerable effort to simulating the Milky Way Galaxy’s conditions.

After the mid-28th century, people put less effort into this and focused more on exploring themselves.

People gradually realized the Lost Warship’s technology was limited, thinking that if humans had the opportunity to enter the Milky Way’s “family” of civilizations, they would face a spectacular and hopeful future.

Of course, the news brought back by the colonial fleet instantly extinguished those tiny illusions in people’s hearts.

It turned out that the Lost Warship’s civilization, which was thought to be insignificant, was actually the once most powerful Egyptian civilization in the Milky Way Galaxy.

Above the Egyptian civilization, an incomprehensible Compound Eye Civilization was the true ruler.

In the face of the Compound Eye Civilization, other civilizations in the Milky Way Galaxy were denied even the qualification of being called intelligent beings.

If it were not for the psychological construction humans had completed over five hundred years, and the even more tragic ending they saw from Harrison Clark’s memory, the Solar Fleet’s soldiers would have collapsed instantly upon learning the truth.

In short, Harrison Clark’s contempt for the Egyptian warship was somewhat influenced by the future’s worldview.

This cognitive bias was inevitable when people from different eras looked at the same thing.

Half an hour later, the trio’s car arrived outside the gate of a building complex.

Harrison Clark glanced outside.

It was just an ordinary military camp, with two armored vehicles coming head-on along the road, passing by and stirring up dust clouds.

There were even a few fully armed camouflaged soldiers standing proudly on the armored vehicles.Especially when these people’s gazes scrutinize Harrison Clark’s Eastern face through the car window, they are filled with hostility.

After passing each other, Ethan Evans’ car continues to move forward slowly, facing the first checkpoint.

Harrison Clark and the others get out of the car, hand over their mobile phones, and pass through a full-body metal detector scanner.

There is no problem when the others pass, but when it comes to Harrison Clark, something goes wrong.

The scanner starts beeping wildly.

The security personnel look at the simulation image on the monitor, scratching their heads and looking perplexed.

What the hell!

It wasn’t uncommon for the scanner to malfunction before, but what did it mean when the entire person appeared as a metal block?

Is this man not human, but a robot?

Has Eastern technology reached such a terrifying level?

Can bionic robots really achieve this extent?

“Mr. Clark, I’m afraid we can’t let you in. You’re too suspicious,” says the head of security on site.

Harrison Clark turns to Ethan Evans and shrugs, “Dr. Evans, it seems you’ve gone to great efforts in vain.”

Ethan Evans immediately looks agitated, “No, Mr. Clark must be let in. Dr. Mendelson and I, the heads of the base, have already agreed on this.”

The security chief brings Ethan Evans to the monitor and points to it, “Dr. Evans, see for yourself. How can we let him in like this?”

Ethan Evans replies without hesitation, “It must be a problem with the instrument.”

The security chief spreads his hands, “Dr. Evans, think again? Our equipment quality inspection is handled by the Linton Research Institute. Just last week, Linton Research Institute’s technicians came to recalibrate the equipment.”

Ethan Evans, “Oh.”

Harrison Clark is not surprised by this situation.

He knows himself well.

His physique has now developed to a height unimaginable to modern people, and the strength of his body in some parts is indeed comparable to metal.

At the same time, to supply this powerful physical ability, the content and viscosity of his red blood cells far exceed the imagination of ordinary people.

With the electrolyte concentration in his body, disrupting the balance of magnetic field-induced voltage when passing through the detector is incredibly easy.

On the other side, Ethan Evans is arguing with the other party on the grounds of Mr. Clark’s knowledge and asserting that he would not be interested in spying on federal secrets.

It is not until the person in charge of the base, Dr. Mendelson, arrives that the situation finally starts to turn around.

Surprisingly, Dr. Mendelson is a familiar face, the physics expert who expressed his views and accurately calculated the patrolling cycle of the Compound Eye Civilization in the Solar System at the conference a few days ago.

Harrison Clark is not surprised. He has seen Mendelson’s profile in historical materials.

The security chief tentatively agrees to let him in but still insists on Harrison Clark undressing for a full-body inspection.

Of course, this overstep is rejected by Mr. Clark.

He points to the monitor and says, “According to your instrument, my entire body is problematic. I think there’s no need to undress. Why don’t you find a knife, and I’ll cut off my flesh to inspect the bones, which might be the safest.”

“If you don’t mind, Mr. Clark, we would actually like to try it,” says a short, sturdy white sergeant from the security team.

Harrison Clark smiles, “Someone tried that before, but the results were not pleasant. Since I dare to come here, it’s because I can go wherever I want to on Earth. If you want to try now, give it a try.”

Dr. Mendelson and Dr. Evans, both of academia, are instantly furious, scolding the reckless sergeant and stating that they will file a complaint against him.

Harrison Clark watches the scene, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

Finally, they pass this checkpoint, and the group continues inward.