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

Chapter 968: Chapter 600: The Value of a Top Warrior (4900 words)_2

Whenever they encountered a new and unfamiliar enemy, people always instinctively believed that their apparent inferiority would be temporary. They thought that if they just kept piling on equipment and manpower and continuously exhausted resources – as long as they sacrificed some people in exchange for information – they would eventually crack the enemy’s techniques.

This mindset was a mix of confidence, arrogance, and inertia.

Although no one would admit it aloud, the truth was that many people had psychologically prepared themselves for the certainty of eventual victory, as long as they carried on step by step in an orderly fashion.

This phenomenon was especially evident among the commanding officers.

Up until now, this group strategy seemed to have no problems, given the Empire’s vast population, sprawling territory, abundant resources, and highly creative scholars.

As long as countless individual civilizations persevered in their dedication, it seemed as if the fate of the group was destined to change.

But this was an illusion.

The decision-makers’ arrogance led them to overlook the importance of the individual.

Even the individuals themselves underestimated their value.

Hidden dangers silently spread.

What people overlooked was that putting the group entirely above the individual hinders the individual’s growth potential.

When faced with a situation where the technology advantage built by humanity over the past evaporated due to the enemy’s sudden mutations and required an extreme individual ability, people would be at a loss.

Take the Crystal Tardigrade as an example: if it were invincible against any attacks below a certain threshold, then sacrificing more individuals would only mean sending them to their deaths for nothing.

It might be possible that everyone could end up dead without ever finding a way to defeat the Crystal Tardigrade, and humans would have no choice but to resort to creating a giant annihilation bomb to ensure mutual destruction.

Such an outcome would only result in a lose-lose situation, with no winners and no one wanting it.

“Implement Captain Tiffany Bell’s decision: pre-heat the engine and wait for the frontline battle report. Everyone, please, try to break through the enemy’s defenses,” Quentin Cooper quickly read the guiding information and issued his commands without hesitation.

Although the other captains were puzzled, they didn’t ask too many questions and swiftly adjusted their mindset, preparing to execute a seemingly impossible plan—to defeat the Crystal Tardigrade completely within thirty seconds and return to the fleet.

“Execute Plan A: Full saturation attack test.”

0.6 seconds later, hundreds of Battle Armors simultaneously aimed at a single point and launched a saturation-level concentrated attack.

The power of the combined explosions exponentially exceeded a simple addition and resulted in a linearly decaying multiplication.

The explosive strength generated by hundreds of Battle Armors attacking one point was countless times greater than Mountain Centipede’s single-person operation, which had reached the level of the main cannon strike of a Battleship.

Three seconds later, the explosion partially subsided, the composite Detectors resumed function, and sighs of disappointment echoed throughout.

The targeted Tardigrade had swelled even larger as a result of the concentrated bombardment. It was now several kilometers long, and its exterior shimmered with a dim glow, but its speed remained steady, showing no signs of injury.

Clearly, the saturation attack failed. It hadn’t exceeded the Crystal Tardigrade’s ability to absorb energy.

“Plan B: Physical attack coverage.”

Dozens of Battle Armors equipped with high-performance Mass-energy conversion devices or their own mass weapons attacked.

This time, the soldiers chose a different Tardigrade.

Five seconds later, they all retreated, clenching their teeth and feeling helpless.

The environment around the targeted Tardigrade was now filled with a vast amount of basic particles, which continued to decay, reverting to their fundamental energy state in the form of vibrations.

Failure again.

“Plan C: Test specialized weapons based on individual decisions.”

Some Battle Armors equipped with unproven new weapons moved forward, while a few others withdrew, connecting their Energy Modules in a chain, preparing to synthesize and activate the annihilation bomb for one last desperate move.

After several seconds, Plan C also went bankrupt.

“Coordinate individual attacks based on self-made decisions until Battle Armor energy is depleted. Buy time for the annihilation bomb!” The entire field team unanimously agreed to vote.

In the end, it came down to this: trying for a mutually destructive outcome.

At this point, Tiffany Bell’s Battle Armor completed a brief rest and then charged forward again.

Her mind was racing at high speed.

She was frantically trying to figure out how to reach Instructor Taylor’s level.

At the same time, she was pondering what survival instinct really meant.

Why hadn’t anything changed, even though she had realized the problem? Where was the issue?

What really constitutes being backed into a corner?

Was this it?

But had she really given her all?

What else had she not done well?

Should she discard her stubbornness and join the battle as a Battle Armor soldier?

All these questions swirled around in Tiffany Bell’s mind, like entangled chaos that couldn’t be sorted out.

But in the end, she made a decisive choice.

I haven’t done my best yet, I haven’t truly become a Battle Armor soldier.

But I can’t wait until I’m dead to find out my true level, can I?

Tiffany Bell gritted her teeth and quickly pressed the switch button.

The protective layer of the loading chamber near her suddenly opened, countless sensory fibers rushed in from the front and wrapped around her body, possessing both neural link and muscle microcurrent sensing functions.

After a successful direct connection between Tiffany Bell’s brainstem and the T100’s intelligence core, she felt a tingling sensation in her scalp and a current passing through her body.

In the new Forger Armor, the connection between the soldier and the Battle Armor’s intelligence core became thought projection.

At this point, the human brain’s consciousness deeply overlapped with the data in the Super-Quantum Brain, achieving an infinitely close-to-zero latency effect.

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