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

Chapter 67: Chapter 66: Mr. Clark Feels Uncomfortable All Over 1

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After a thousand years, the complete version of “The Fire” composed overnight by Carrie Thomas abruptly appeared in Harrison Clark’s ears.

Harrison could still remember the thrill he felt when he saw the lyrics just yesterday.

At that time, Carrie should have only had a basic accompaniment and had not yet finished the arrangement.

So the final version of “The Fire” turned out to be of this style and level? Harrison felt inferior and admired her from the bottom of his heart.

After the sorrowful prelude was the passionate chorus.

With continuous drum beats like heavy rain, Carrie’s amazing energy hidden in her petite figure was fully unleashed through her one-in-a-millennium voice and singing skills, full of personal style.

Carrie, as Harrison knows her now, could not achieve such singing prowess. Probably, after many years had passed and her singing skills had reached their peak, she re-performed the product of her youthful inspiration.

But if Harrison’s memory served him right, he thought her singing skills hadn’t been this terrifying.

That indescribable trill, that wave-like tremble sweeping the beach, and that long, distant breath like an orchid in the valley, yet also like a waterfall in a long river, the incredible penetration and explosive power in her voice…

Carrie’s performance at this level made Harrison, now an insider, more shocked and amazed.

It was clearly beyond the Carrie Thomas from a thousand years ago.

Harrison secretly thought: did Carrie’s level and achievement improve again in this timeline?

She was like an invincible little cockroach, growing stronger the more she was repressed.

Gradually, Harrison’s heartbeat became more intense.

It was the lyrics alone that made Harrison’s heart race, not to mention the accompaniment and Carrie’s even more powerful singing skills to go with it? The music was like a giant hand, gripping his heart.

As the music in his ears grew louder, he held onto the railing with both hands, breathing heavily and rapidly.

The door of the neighboring room opened, and Daniel Thompson rushed out.

At the same time came Professor Owen’s voice from the personal terminal in Harrison’s hand.

“Harrison, control your emotions! Your heart is beating too fast!”

Daniel grabbed Harrison still on the balcony by the shoulder, “Are you all right? Are you having an adverse reaction?”

Without waiting for Harrison to respond, Daniel yelled at the personal terminal: “Medical Department, send emergency rescue immediately!” In less than ten seconds, a white box-shaped aircraft with jet flames hovering in front of the balcony extended a retractable metal plate to it.

This was the fully automatic emergency rescue-hovering vehicle.

Daniel was about to take Harrison away when he suddenly broke free.

Tm fine, really! I just heard tonight’s chime and couldn’t control my emotions. Seriously, aren’t you allowed to sleep? It’s such a passionate song,” Harrison said with exasperation.

Daniel scratched his head, “I don’t know why, but this tradition has been going on for two hundred years.”

“Ah? Two… two hundred years? Why?”

Daniel thought for a moment, “With your current authority, you should be eligible to access this level of information. Just look it up yourself later, it’s too long to explain. Go back to sleep. The song is very beautiful. You see, I have been listening to it for so many years and never got tired of it. I could sleep just fine. Miss Thomas was such an incredible person to compose such a groundbreaking piece a thousand years ago.”

It seemed Daniel was still an ardent fan of Carrie Thomas, and the intensity seemed to deepen.

The three words ’Miss Thomas’ gave Harrison goosebumps, as he tried hard to compose himself, “Yes, that’s right.”

“However, Miss Thomas’s mentor, Mr. Clark, was very impressive too. It’s just a pity that he had too few pieces.”

What! Mr. Clark?

WTF…

Harrison, the subject of mention, felt a jolt run through him and grew quite uncomfortable.Mr. Clark felt overwhelmed, what is this twisted pleasure? How could this be happening?

“Lion, go to sleep, don’t worry about me. I’ll go to bed too, good night.”

After separating from Daniel Thompson, Harrison Clark entered his room and turned on his computer.

It took him ten minutes to calm down before he quickly began to browse the information available to him.

He had three hours of excitement from the coagulation serum, and he had already wasted half an hour. He had to make good use of the remaining time. This time, thanks to his 100% adaptability to the coagulation serum and connection to the top leaders, he was promoted to a higher military rank and given an upgraded citizen status. His personal account was also upgraded, and he even became a member of the Ancient Civilization Research Institute, ’ granting him access to materials he wasn’t qualified to see before.

But Harrison knew that the future was constantly changing.

The next time he visited this place, everything would reset. His Individual Soldier Armor might not be the Azure Dragon Armor anymore, and there might not even be coagulation serum at all, or everyone might have 100% adaptability.

It was also possible that the technology tree had advanced in another direction, and there was no Individual Soldier Armor at all, replaced by various high-powered firearms and energy cannons.

This was a rare opportunity, and Harrison had to cherish it.

He could always look up music, and there were no access restrictions for that.

His first choice was obviously the details of the millennium of historical evolution.

He was eager to understand what had happened in the past thousand years and what had led to the changes he saw now.

“From now on, you’re Lucia. Lucia, starting from 2019, retrieve important technological and humanities archives for me. The more detailed, the better.”

As he spoke, a giant holographic screen appeared in front of him, listing a detailed catalog of records.

Harrison clenched his fist in excitement.

Last time he gave such an instruction, Lucia only provided him with biographies, interviews, and information about TV shows, movies, and entertainment programs. It was just sickening.

Things were different this time! There were more political and economic news, as well as major technological and international events on the schedule.

What a pleasant surprise!

Harrison immediately pointed to the record titled “Global Stock Market

Changes from 2019 to 2029.”

“This one!”

Study history?

No way!

Harrison, with nearly ten million in his pocket, would rather invest in stocks or buy lottery tickets than keep the money in the bank.

He had given up on thinking about the lottery because there was too much scheming involved, and outsiders couldn’t win even if they bought a ticket.

Stocks were definitely more reliable, allowing him to steadily follow the big shots and profit.

However, the holographic projection changed, and a line of text appeared in the screen. Lucia, the artificial intelligence, spoke in a very human-like tone: “According to the World Government’s data analysis, the nature of such financial activities is an inefficient way of allocating productivity during low technological development. Therefore, the data has no reference or practical value, and is blocked from access.”

Harrison didn’t give up and tried another approach.

“Show me the lottery data from 2019 to 2029.”

“Criminal data has no reference or practical value and is blocked from access.”

Harrison couldn’t help but applaud.

You’re truly a gem.

What’s the point of you?

“How about futures? Mutual funds?”

“Similar to stocks and lottery, they’re blocked from access.”

Harrison spread his hands, “Alright, then tell me the major events that happened in England Oxfordshire starting from the beginning of 2020, one by one..”