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

Chapter 506: Chapter 333: Unplanned Loss of Control [Extra Update]_l

Needham Brown spoke solemnly, “You should respect your selection competition, and respect all participants. The Supreme Intelligent Brain has invested a massive amount of computing resources and consumed huge amounts of energy for your competition.”

“Two hundred and seventy million people have spent nearly three days on your matter, consuming a large amount of social resources. Now, you are making a decision that is hard to convince people, and I personally cannot understand. You should at least choose one more person besides Harrison Clark! It doesn’t matter if it’s not me.”

Nora Camp remained expressionless, “What if I refuse?”

The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly froze.

Major General Camp is really stubborn!

She looks like her but also not like her. It feels so bizarre.

Everyone has their own perspective in thinking about problems. Although Needham Brown’s words were harsh, they made some sense in the context of the current era.

At this moment, the conference secretary raised his hand to speak, breaking the awkward atmosphere in a timely manner.

“There is an urgent communication request for access, from Chief Executive Neville Brown, Chief Scientist Bernal Connor, and Chief Commissioner of Production Management Committee Gerard Schroeder.”

Mr. Green raised his eyebrows, “Allow access to the communication.”

The images of Neville Brown, Bernal Connor, and Gerard Schroeder appeared in the conference room simultaneously.

Without any pleasantries, Neville Brown got straight to the point, “The Institute of Life Sciences has sent us an important message.”

The next second, a three-dimensional projection video was played in the virtual conference room.

In the video, the vice president of the Life Science Research Institute, with clenched fists, was already flushed with excitement.

With heightened emotions, he faced the camera and trembled, “The Intelligent Brain Star has just updated the National Gene Database, but only for one person, Sergeant Clark. Sergeant Clark’s genetic information is exactly the same as that of the sage Harrison Clark!”

In an instant, there were exclamations and turmoil in the virtual conference room.

“What!”

“Exactly the same?”

“Is it for real?”

“That’s impossible!”

However, everyone present held high positions, and their shock was short­lived.

Several seconds later, everyone quieted down again, and all eyes turned to Bernal Connor.

There was no point in questioning the academic leader, they just needed to hear what he had to say.

Mr. Connor smiled, “When I first learned about this, I was like all of you, skeptical at first. So I asked the Institute of Life Sciences to form eight review groups as quickly as possible to conduct manual checks using different methods. The results are now available, see for yourselves.”

With a wave of his hand, eight evaluation reports signed by different scholars appeared in front of everyone.

There was a line of bold, red text on each report.

“Base genetic information overlap ratio: 100%.”

Mr. Connor put away the evaluation reports and continued, “Because of his appearance, Sergeant Clark has been tested for genetic information multiple times. But the error value between him and sage Harrison Clark was more than 0.01%, making them completely different individuals. We are unsure what happened, but it is now 100% matched, and we can only speculate that it may be related to his awakening level increasing again.”

“However, increasing the awakening level does not change the base genetic information, which goes against the laws of the universe. It’s not as if all sixty trillion cells in his body had mutated simultaneously.”

“We still cannot understand what exactly happened to him, but we must respect objective facts. From a purely scientific perspective, Sergeant Clark can now be considered the same person as the sage Harrison Clark!”

The conference room fell silent again.

Everyone looked at each other, unsure of what to do.

Though there were few wartime heroes in the peaceful era, every person in the room who had climbed to their position was not a simple character.

The peaceful era had its own major events too, and many people present had seen their share of ups and downs. Yet at this moment, they were still stunned by the shocking news, their minds blank, scalp tingling, and covered in goosebumps.

After a long while, Neville Brown spoke, “I believe that an immediate high- level meeting should be convened to fully discuss this matter.”

Mr. Green: “I agree.”

Gerard Schroeder: “I concur.”

Of course, Bernal Connor had no reason to object.

The current highest leaders of the four major structures made the decision together, and how to deal with it would be decided in the meeting.

A thousand years later, a great war was imminent, and sage Harrison Clark returned to the world in such a bizarre way.

The feelings of everyone were too complicated, and only an expanded meeting could be reassuring.

Emotionally, the world’s people, including everyone present, had idolized him for a thousand years.

Many people grew up under the spiritual inspiration of sage Harrison Clark since childhood.

Harrison Clark was both an ancient and a great leader who had been preparing for war and leading civilization for survival since a thousand years ago.

His statue, placed in the center of every major city, was an indelible spiritual totem in most people’s hearts.

He had struggled all his life and remained loyal until death.

The people, as his followers and descendants, would also struggle for their entire lives and die without regrets.

Many even thought that if sage Harrison Clark could live for a thousand years and still lead them, how great it would be.

Or if he hadn’ t died in space back then but chose to be cryogenically frozen in his later years, they could resurrect him now and all he needed to do was sit there and watch silently.

Even dying on the battlefield under his gaze would be a great honor.

Unfortunately, these were all impossible dreams.

Because reason tells everyone that birth, aging, sickness, and death are one of the most fundamental and irrefutable laws of the universe.

Even the sun is destined to extinguish one day, the Milky Way is destined to collapse one day, and the universe is destined to fall into absolute cold or heat death in the distant endless future.

How could he escape it?Harrison Clark’s tombstone still stands tall in the suburbs of Oxfordshire.

Every day, it is admired by millions of people.

His spirit lives on forever, but his life has long since ended.

It is a clear fact.

How can a person come back to life after death?

Harrison Clark, still in a coma, never imagined that when he was just an insignificant sergeant, the entire top structure of the civilization had already held a supreme meeting about his affairs.

Things have gotten out of control.

In fact, when Star determined that the genetic information of the “two Harrison Clark’s” must be a coincidence, Clark basically gave up the idea of actively coming forward.

This time, his position in the history of civilization was elevated too high; rashly carrying out an “impersonation” plan could easily backfire if it doesn’t work.

To prove his identity, he needed the right timing, favorable conditions, and people on his side. None of these were in place at present.

The only feasible plan was to revisit the Star main body with Carrie Thomas’s hair and persuade Star to read his memory.

But this time, Star didn’t regard the earth’s core superbrain as the main body but instead was omnipresent in the vast quantum network spread throughout the solar system.

Unless she herself aggregates data and transforms the virtual data state into the entity state, she has no main body at all.

However, this operation actually has a high risk for a quantum life.

Harrison really didn’t know how to persuade a quantum intelligence to take such an unnecessary risk.

He had asked directly, but was firmly rejected.

If he still regards revealing his identity as the main driving force, he may waste a whole year in vain.

He might as well focus on steadily increasing his influence, dealing with challenges as they come, and seeing how things unfold.

But no matter how calculating he is, there will always be things that slip through the cracks.

The situation has suddenly changed drastically, and even Master Clark in his sleep would never have thought of this small detail.

What if it was Star who directly announced the genetic information instead of him?

And only announce the genetic information, without mentioning who is who, leaving everything to others’ imagination?

Star has served humanity for 200 years.

Everyone knows that Star’s evaluation must be fair and the conclusion must be accurate.

Her trustworthy image is deeply rooted in people’s hearts and cannot be shaken.

It is precisely because Star announced the news personally that Bernal Connor formed eight review teams without hesitation.

With eight rigorous review groups presenting comparison evidence as corroboration, the truth quickly skipped the questioning phase.

In an instant, the heavy news spread throughout the high levels of the World Government.

Even the lively election competition was overshadowed.

The buzzing in Nora Camp’s head was overwhelming.

No one’s emotions were more complicated than hers, and it was indescribable.

Was the person I fell in love with at first sight Harrison Clark?

Fine, it really is Harrison Clark, but is this Harrison the same as the other one?

The leader of civilization a thousand years ago, a great philosopher?

So, was his attraction to me based on his personality, that is, him as a person, or simply because his genes have some sort of fatal temptation to me similar to the mating impulse in the animal kingdom?

She was bewildered on the spot.

“General Camp, switch lines quickly; the meeting is about to start,” urged Lieutenant General Felix Yeoman, bringing her back to reality. “Oh, okay, I’ll be right there.”

Master Clark was still in a coma, but his breathing had stabilized, and his brain had completely calmed down from the chaotic battle state, no longer releasing violent brainwaves, and truly entered a deep sleep.

As he fell asleep, a large-scale, high-end meeting with nearly two thousand participants was being held in full swing.

Leaders from various industries expressed their opinions.

First, they needed to clarify the situation and come to a general judgment.

Is Harrison Clark really Harrison Clark?

The general consensus was still unanimous: he certainly is not since it doesn’t make sense logically.

But some who have gone mad with their quantum theory research and started to believe in theology brazenly stole the show, claiming that the impact of quantum entanglement interference is not limited to space but can even span time.

So, this Harrison Clark and that Harrison Clark must have an inseparable and strong connection. If their bodies are identical, their thoughts must also be highly related.

This group of people kept talking.

In short, the conclusion was something like this: “People have past and present lives; Sergeant Harrison Clark is the reincarnation of the great philosopher.”

Then this small group of gifted individuals was promptly kicked out of the meeting room, temporarily relieved of their duties, and sent for psychological intervention.

If their minds were not cured, they would be sent to the Lost City for a brainwash.

It’s already the 31st century, and technology is so advanced, yet you still want to talk about past and present lives?

Why don’t you go become immortal, survive tribulations, and then use your Divine Thunder Array to break the Solar System Barrier?

How many Golden Pills have you formed? How drunk are you?