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

Chapter 582: Chapter 379: The Centipede Doesn’t Stiffen Even In Death _3

“Yeah, of course.” Nora Camp nodded.

“It’s not time to relax yet. The Solar Dome is still there. Stay focused.”

“Alright, let’s have another game after we wake up.”

“No problem.”

The two fell into a deep sleep.

For humans, the fastest rate of physical and mental recovery occurs during sleep, and it has been so since ancient times.

About eight hours later, Harrison Clark was woken up in a daze by “someone.”

He reluctantly opened his eyes, his eyelids heavy as if weighed down by lead balls.

This was the result of his previous use of a quick recovery potion and the excessive demands on his unhealed body.

Medical personnel weren’t joking with him. By conventional understanding, it would take him several months of recuperation to fully recover.

Getting a new body was useless; his brain couldn’t be replaced, and a cranial hemorrhage would still be fatal.

However, Harrison Clark had the Resurrection Factor in his body, so his recovery speed and tolerance were much higher than that of an ordinary person. At this rate, he would recover about 70% by noon tomorrow after one more sleep.

The person who woke him up was Star.

“Stop sleeping; I have something to tell you.”

Harrison Clark wanted to sleep more, motionless and too lazy to speak. He merely responded in his mind, “What’s the matter?”

Star’s next sentence frightened the sleepiness out of him.

“The quantum intelligence core of the Compound-Eyed Observer is in that prismatic area – engineers can’t open it, nor can they shut it down. The confrontation between my quantum intelligence and the Observer’s hasn’t stopped for a moment and has continued until now. A decision must be made.”

Harrison Clark hurriedly asked, “What’s the situation now?”

“It’s not good. Although I’m not convinced, I have to face reality. In terms of logic framework stability, data throughput, and self-expansion capabilities, I’m inferior to the Observer’s soulless quantum intelligence.”

Harrison Clark thought for a moment and asked, “Is it because the Observer has powerful programmers?”

“No, our opponent’s architecture is entirely different from mine. While I’m a product of human programming, the Observer seems to have simplified biological intelligence and then digitalized it.”

Harrison Clark thought, “Song of the Wilderness?”

“Yes.”

“Sigh!” Harrison Clark let out a sigh.

It was infuriating that not only humans were absorbing the Compound-Eyed Observers, but the Observers were also absorbing humans.

The opponent’s move of extracting the melody from the Song of the Wilderness from the human Golden Record, then using it to reverse-engineer quantum intelligence, was almost as slick as Harrison Clark himself.

No wonder the main material of the Spherical Battleship was so old, with a half-life monitor that lasted up to 500,000 years, but the stuff inside the Prismatic Area looked quite new.

The Spherical Battleship must have undergone an upgrade before it set sail.

Harrison Clark asked again, “So what do we do now?”

“My only advantage is higher power, but that just supports my DDoS attacks. If I don’t want to be overwhelmed, I can’t win against them. Once I’m completely cracked, I’ll definitely lose. Then, I’ll be infiltrated and assimilated by their quantum intelligence, and at that point…”

Harrison Clark: “You’ll become part of them? And humans will lose control of all our smart devices?”

Star: “Yes, there’s no choice left. All our weapons will become someone else’s. So I have to fight with everything I have. I’m just informing you before I act – I didn’t come to seek your approval.”

Harrison Clark nodded sullenly, “I … I understand. Go ahead.”

“Alright, goodbye.”