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

Chapter 620: Chapter 395: What I Want to Do_3

These two Nobel Prize winners had no intention of switching jobs for the time being, as they had multiple projects and were in charge of them. They couldn’t move, but they still expressed great enthusiasm for the Summit Research Institute, regretting that they couldn’t join.

Dr. Wellington, the head of Wilson Lab from MIT, asked curiously, “I’d really like to know, Dr. Clark, what kind of research institute do you plan to build with the Summit Research Institute?”

Harrison Clark replied without hesitation, “The biggest, the strongest, a tuition-free Harvard University.”

Wellington and another Nobel Prize winner from Harvard were stunned.

The two wanted to laugh, but felt it would be inappropriate socially. Their conversation partner was not an ignorant young man, and his tone was quite serious.

Spencer, a professor from Harvard, rubbed his face and said, “Dr. Clark, you do have a sense of humor. Let’s not consider the value of Harvard’s scholars and excellent students for the moment, and only look at the equipment in major labs and science and technology companies. Are you sure you know how much it would cost to build another Harvard?”

Harrison Clark nodded, “I know. At least five hundred billion US dollars in fixed investment. I’m not saying I will achieve that immediately. It will take time.”

Spencer continued to shake his head, “But the world already has a Harvard. Why waste resources to build another one?”

Harrison Clark shook his head, “UK and India, as well as many children with IQs above 150 in third world countries, are wasting their talents and gifts. Their chances of entering Harvard or any other Ivy League school are much more difficult than you might think. I can’t let these talents disappear in vain. It would cause great harm to human civilization.”

Ethan Evans, who sat next to him, added, “But that would require too much money.”

Harrison Clark shrugged, “I’m in control of room-temperature superconducting metal, new solar panels, carbon chips… These technologies will make me rich, right?”

Everyone else paused for a moment.

Upon careful consideration, if the projects he mentioned were all successfully implemented, then money would indeed no longer be a problem for him.

Among other things, Ethan knew about another upcoming project involving his future colleague Lamont-Nigel Ramsey. Just by conquering those diseases alone, Harrison Clark wouldn’t have to worry about funding anymore.

“Aside from this, I have another plan. Although you can’t come to my Summit Research Institute, you can all participate in this,”

Harrison Clark grinned as he dropped his second bombshell.

“What?”

Everyone asked curiously.

“The Human Scientists’ Living Security Association.”

Harrison Clark enunciated every word.

Now the four people in front of him were somewhat puzzled, not understanding the intentions of this association and whether it intended to compete with AAAS for resources.

Harrison Clark then briefly explained the definition of the security association.

Once he finished, their heads were buzzing.

They only heard one concept.

Spending money.

Letting all research dogs eat good food, drive good cars, and live in good houses.

Raulsen stuttered a bit, “Mr… Mr. Clark, are you serious? You have no way of estimating how much money this would take!”

Harrison Clark nodded, “No, I have calculated it and I know exactly how much money it will take. I can handle it, but of course, I need the help of others as well. I need more companies to cooperate and more highly respected people to support me. In addition, I can guarantee that I won’t compete with AAAS for interests. After all, I’m not after profit; I just want to spend the money more effectively.”

Though he had planned to take the month off and lounge around, the opportunity presented itself, and he couldn’t control his workaholic nature. He started working once again.