I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World

Chapter 150: Chapter 131:1 Might Be Gone 1

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Life in space, under normal circumstances, is dull and boring, lasting for an unknowable amount of time.

However, since the destination of the spaceship is clear, and people are constantly counting down to the day of October 27, 3020 AD, it doesn’t seem too hard to endure.

Everyone is rather regretting that time is passing too quickly, with each day coming and going.

Before, the escape faction decided to sprint ahead, aiming for the day of the sunspot eruption, and there was a desperate, do-or-die situation within them at that time.

Now that Harrison Clark has forcibly delayed the escape time by a month and set the deadline to October 27th, it has completely changed the mentality of the ordinary people in the escape faction, making them slightly indecisive. September 21, 3020 AD.

The spaceship gradually approaches the end of humanity’s footsteps. Harrison Clark stands in the command cabin, gazing at the distant stars through the transparent ceiling.

He stared for a long time, but gained nothing.

Logically speaking, he should be close enough to the so-called barrier that he should be able to see something with the naked eye.

But in the vast void of the universe, it seemed as if there was nothing. He wanted to consult someone, talk to someone about it, but unfortunately Nora Camp and Martha Owen-all his people-weren’t by his side. They were overseeing an experiment in the laboratory in the middle section of the spaceship.

Asking the Escape Faction people would easily expose his ignorance and undermine his authority, so Harrison Clark had no one to ask.

Later, Harrison Clark ordered the logistics department to check various parameters, trying to analyze the differences from the perspective of data. Slight clues could be seen.

Every moment, countless cosmic background radiation comes from afar and reaches the Solar System.

The essence of cosmic background radiation is microwave radiation, originating from the violent activities of celestial bodies or even the universe itself.

Microwave radiation carries a large amount of information.

Early humans could gradually glimpse the tip of the iceberg of the nature of the universe by analyzing microwave radiation.

Normally, the changes in cosmic background radiation should all be within an extremely small range, extremely close to the blackbody radiation of an absolute temperature of 2.725K.

However, this data underwent a slight change five hundred years ago, weakening by just a tiny bit.

At first, people thought that this meant the energy of the universe was weakening, just reaching the critical point of a certain moment.

It wasn’t until the year 2501 AD, when the 327th unmanned exploration spaceship sent to the Solar System disappeared without a trace, and every spaceship sent for the next ten years also disappeared without exception when leaving the edge of the Solar System’s gravitational field, that scientists finally figured out the situation.

The universe did not change.

What had changed was the Solar System.

The Solar System was enveloped by an almost imperceptible, but objectively existing, thin layer, which caused the cosmic background radiation received by the entire Solar System to be slightly reduced.

After several tests of sending unmanned spaceships and spaceships in different directions, scientists eventually calculated the shape and size of the barrier.

Like a huge sugar-coated pill, the Solar System is the bitter, effective part inside the pill.

“Launch a Neutron Fission Missile and let me see the situation,” Harrison Clark ordered.

Three hours later.

Multiplexed data from the telescope establishes a three-dimensional model.

Harrison Clark can see the scene when the Neutron Fission Missile hit the barrier.

There was no explosion as he had imagined.

Instead, the missile flew calmly in space and began to disappear from the head.

This disappearance happened suddenly and without warning.

It was as if it had passed through a sectional scan with the other end invisible. Immediately after, some data changes appeared outside the invisible barrier. Following data simulation, a fog-like substance formed and quickly spread. A technician pointed to the dispersing fog-like substance and said, “Just like in our countless previous attempts, the Neutron Fission Bomb was silently decomposed into elementary particles and then continuously diffused in the universe until its concentration dropped to an undetectable level.”

Harrison Clark tried to flip the screen ninety degrees, changing to a simulated view parallel to the barrier.

He pointed to the screen and asked, “This side has the materials generated by the decomposition of the neutron missile, but this side is empty, meaning the barrier is one-way? The materials can only be broken down and sent out, but not brought in?”The technician nodded, ‘Yes, so in some sense, our solar’ system has been turned into a lonely island in the universe by this barrier.” Harrison Clark muttered to himself, “There is no doubt that this is unnatural, a means for the invaders to blockade us.”

“Of course, this is the consensus among all scientists.”

■■For now, let’s gradually get closer, but remember not to make direct contact Strengthen the monitoring of various data, prepare for the sunspot eruption in six days, and strive to collect more information. Our ultimate goal is to understand the mechanism of how this barrier decomposes matter. And by the way, what are the basic particles that are ultimately generated by the decomposition?”

Several technicians shook their heads in unison.

“We don’t know; all we can be sure of is that its rank is at least two levels lower than that of the quark, completely beyond our technological level.”

“Then let’s do our best and leave the rest to fate.”

Harrison Clark left the command cabin and went to the medical cabin.

Just now, his personal communication system received a message from

Needham Brown, who was still in a ‘dormant’ state.

“What do you want?”

Harrison Clark casually found a stool in the medical cabin, sat down, and propped up his legs.

Needham Brown had been in this state for some time now.

As the person with the richest and most abundant emotions in this era, Harrison Clark went through the initial sadness and discomfort, but eventually adjusted his mentality and became very relaxed.

The reason why Needham Brown could still maintain his consciousness was found.

His cells were very different from ordinary people, with very strong vitality, and each cell had a strong self-replicating ability.

This guy was like a walking cancer combination.

In the twenty-first century, ordinary people would die from cancer in one organ, but he had cancer throughout his body, which turned into another life form.

After the life-sustaining fluid and nutrition tubes replaced the function of his neck, his brain could survive just like a normal person.

Harrison Clark was special, but so was Needham Brown.

But Needham Brown did not represent the next stage of human evolution.

The reason he had this ability was that his genes had mutated severely. This mutation made Needham Brown’s DNA completely isolated from ordinary people’s species, with no possibility of successful reproduction.

Also, Nora Camp’s emotional revival originated from Harrison Clark impregnating her, and Needham Brown’s emotions had also been revived by now, probably due to having only a head left.

During the first few days when his emotions began to revive, this situation caused great torment to Needham Brown and almost led to his immediate collapse.

It wasn’t until Dr. Scott’s cloning reconstruction plan was initially successful that he slowly calmed down.

Dr. Scott took a sample of Needham Brown’s neck muscle cells, performed reverse gene expression, and eventually formed a new directionally cultivated embryo.

In another glass container in the corner of the medical cabin, a headless embryo was taking shape.

“1 only have a head left,” Needham Brown said.

Harrison Clark waved his hand, putting another fish-skin peanut in his mouth “I know, you repeated that sentence no less than a hundred times half a month’ ago when you were desperate. I didn’t mean to disrespect you. I believe that no one in human history could have stayed calm when faced with this scene and suddenly regaining emotions. You’ve done very well.”

Needham Brown made a sound of agreement, “Well, I have to thank Dr. Scott for giving me hope.”

“You were the one who turned into this state to cover our retreat; we all help each other out.”

Needham Brown continued, “Unfortunately, there’s not enough time, and I won’t be able to wait for my body to grow.”

Harrison Clark fell silent.

The headless body had to grow at least to the age of twelve to possibly withstand Needham Brown’s head.

Despite having used various means to accelerate its growth process, Dr. Scott preliminarily estimated that it would take at least three years, which indeed could not be done in time.

“It’s okay, when I come back next time, you’ll be a strong and vigorous man again.”

“But like you said, I won’t even recognize you by then, will I? It’s a real pity.” “What’s the matter? We’ll just get acquainted again.”

“How do you know I’ll still be around?”

I just know; what’s it to you? What are you feeling sad about?”

“My bad. I wasn’t so sentimental before..”