I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 339 - 236: Top Secret Meeting

Chapter 339: Chapter 236: Top Secret Meeting

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An hour later.

In the conference room of the Giant Wave Vertical Team’s base. Nora Camp, Harrison Clark, and Mr. Connor gathered here. Nora Camp and Harrison Clark sat side by side.

The old man, however, sat far away from the two, seemingly still angry that Harrison Clark had not explained to him the motive and situation of the radium beforehand.

Nora Camp said to Mr. Connor, “Mr. Connor, come and sit over here. This time we’re using a low-frequency secret gravitational wave network medium, the information transmission ability is not as good as quantum network, we’can only install one camera. You’re sitting too far away to be captured by the camera.”

Mr. Connor got up sulkily, walked over and sat down next to Nora Camp, deliberately turning his face away, not wanting to see Harrison Clark on his right.

He worked willingly, helping refurbish the battleship was no problem, but that didn’t prevent him from being petulant face-to-face.

The planar projection signal was still a dense flurry of snowflakes, without any signal.

The technicians from the History Institute were tuning the channel vigorously the meeting would probably start in a few minutes.

Nora Camp gave a wry smile, glanced at Harrison Clark who was in deep thought beside her, then at the old, quaint safe that was covered in seaweed and set next to their seats. Her emotions were complex.

Half an hour earlier, she had a conversation with Harrison Clark.

She finally had a general idea of what Harrison Clark intended to do and what the situation was.

But even with her calmness and wisdom, she hadn’t fully recovered yet. She was stunned at the time.

Harrison Clark actually told her that he was Harrison Clark!

Although the sentence was problematic, it was meant to be taken literally. The only difference was that this Harrison Clark and that Harrison Clark were separated by a thousand years.

One was on the brink of death in space, a great pioneer, a historical giant whose personal accomplishments couldn’t even be written down in two pages of historical records.

He was a scientist, musician, movie artist, and business tycoon active a thousand years ago.

There were countless historical materials about the different stages of his life. The other one was sitting right next to her, played chess with her at least three times a day on average, was a strong warrior and the best training instructor, full of vitality and energetic.

He looked so young and healthy, sometimes acted recklessly, but was reliable most of the time.

All it took was a glance at his face, and her heart would pound beneath her calm facade.

How could these two people be the same!

But Harrison Clark told her, that was the truth.

He said there was evidence in that safe.

At first, Nora Camp didn’t recognize the safe, but her quantum intelligence assistant quickly fetched information about it.

A thousand years ago, when Mr. Clark was alive, he humorously buried nine identical bio-material safes.

In the following nine hundred years, the safes were constantly dug up.

Some people said it was a joke of the master’s, but the things left inside had indeed provided important references for later generations to study the master’s life deeds.

Especially the touching love poems he wrote in his youth, which showed that even a great person like him had his naive moments.

Not only did this not damage his image, but it also made him more three- dimensional, more real, and more approachable.

But now, Harrison Clark told her.

“Actually, I didn’ t bury these boxes myself back then, I left it to Ward Owen I gave him ten boxes, nine were buried successfully and were excavated by people over the years. This is the tenth one. That silly man accidentally dropped it into the North Sea, which really helped me.”

Nora Camp was totally baffled.

She was not completely unable to accept that the man in front of her was born a thousand years ago.

But the historical record clearly stated that he was dead already.

Although warrior Harrison Clark didn’t have much background, his record was clear. The origins of both his parents, who were a pair of Eagle Strike Warriors and had died in a battle over ten years ago, were also clear.

Harrison Clark even claimed that he had traveled through time, which was totally unreasonable.

Once Harveston Clark had confessed to Nora Camp.

But the situation was special at that time, and she didn’t have time to carefully scrutinize the truth. The interference from “Song of the Wilderness” was there, and Nora Camp, without such rich personal emotional fluctuations, would only’ trust unconditionally, but the situation was different now.

She had too much idle time to let her mind wander and overthink.

The snow in the planar projection in front started to dissipate gradually, and the technicians from the Information Institute completed the debugging. The so-called gravitational wave network, was a technology that the Information Institute had just completed at the beginning of this month, aimed at absolute confidentiality, to prevent intrusion by radium.

Over this month, the Information Institute has set up massive pendulum-like devices within the frontline bases of all vertical formations and major research institutes. When powered off, these devices weigh hundreds of tons, but when switched on, they morph into a super heavy neutron structure with an instantaneous weight of millions of tons.

By controlling the vibration of a pendulum, ultra-low power gravitational waves can be released across the entire domain, transmitting encrypted information similar to Morse code. This information is then captured by another fully enclosed, offline receiver system and semi-mechanically decoded.

Compared to the quantum entanglement network, which can synchronously transmit large amounts of information across vast distances, the gravitational wave network transmits signals at a speed similar to that of a light-speed electromagnetic wave, yet it conveys much less information. Consequently, it is unable to project in three dimensions, and must revert to primitive video communication, with a resolution of only 800*600 pixels.

The only advantage is that it, unlike electromagnetic waves, is not yet fully understood by the Radium researchers, allowing for timely switching of decoding schemes and frequencies. Through semi-mechanical decoding with human intervention, it is completely immune to eavesdropping by Radium. There are nearly four hundred images being projected, representing the major frontline vertical formations, research institutes and large industrial bases.

An average of two or three people are seated in each image.

Almost all the senior members of the Freedom Front are present.

Due to signal delays, some of the footage is from several minutes or even tens of minutes ago.

This mode of communication is somewhat tedious, but it is at least secure.

Gaius, the leader of a vertical formation relatively close in proximity and thus capable of real-time information transmission, was the first to speak: Instructor Harrison Clark, feel free to speak directly.”

Harrison Clark nodded, took a deep breath, “I’ve assembled you here to disclose a significant fact. It’s a fact that you may find hard to comprehend but it nonetheless is a reality. Regardless of what you hear or see, I implore you’to maintain your composure. Whether or not you believe what I’m about to say directly ties to how much time remains for humanity in this timeline of mine.” “Huh?”

“What does that mean?”

From the video communication, people on Mars Base and those in the research institutes near Mars were puzzled.

Bernal Connor: “Timeline? Harrison, are you aware of what you’re saying?”

To Harrison’s surprise, the first person to question him loudly was “one of his own”, Mr. Connor.

Harrison gestured with his hand for everyone to calm down, “Don’t fret Your reactions were anticipated. There’s no problem because what I’m about to reveal next will surprise you even more.”

He slowly stood up, lifted a 200 kg safety box with one hand, and gently placed it on the alloy conference table.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, does this box look familiar to you?”

A few seconds later, almost a hundred people, including Gaius, reacted just like Nora Camp did when she first saw the box – utterly shocked and confused.

Harrison thought it was almost time. Without waiting for everyone to ask questions, he said, “Yes, it is what you think! This is the tenth safety box hidden by Harrison Clark, myself! I, Harrison Clark, am Harrison Clark! The name you’re thinking of, Harrison Clark from a thousand years ago!”

Harrison deliberately paused at this point.

He stood proudly with his hands behind him at the same spot.

He believed everyone here was intelligent. After he provided the answer directly, people like Mr. Connor and other knowledgeable scholars from the research institutes should quickly connect the dots.

Even if these people could not figure it out, the head of the History Institute, who Harrison had high hopes for, should surely not disappoint him.

Thank heavens, the smaller History Institute is hidden behind the orbit of Mars, inside the battleship base shared by the Guangyin Vertical Team of the first-line vertical formation.

So Harrison gave everyone a little time to think and analyze the bombshell news he suddenly revealed.

As long as a portion of the people were skeptical, he could then legitimately open the safety box and let Scott conduct a genetic test with the hair follicles he brought on the spot.

The test comparison results would be the hammer that seals the deal.

But the development of the situation was a bit unexpected.

After a momentarily silence.

“Pfff… Hahaha!”

Instructor Clark, you really have a sense of humor.”

Head of the History Institute: “Hmm… Instructor Clark, indeed, your body shape and appearance are exactly like those of Mr. Clark. But you are quite the joker.”

Guangyin Vertical Team Leader, Luna White, chuckled as she brushed her hair, “Instructor Clark, we understand your feelings. Perhaps you felt our previous ’ meeting was too chaotic, and we were unable to reach a consensus. Hence you braved the dangers to venture to Earth. Now, you’re using this method to get us to obey your unified allocation, right? There’s no need for that. With just a single order from you, coupled with Captain Camp’s high regard for you, Mars Base will respect only you, unquestionably.”

Gaius agreed, nodding, “Correct. Your abilities can win over our support, there’s no need for a farcical lie.”

Harrison rolled his eyes, thinking ‘Is Mars’ support not enough? And my orders may be too hard for you to accept, you can’t even achieve absolute obedience.’ Mr. Connor, the professional naysayer sitting next to him, was laughing uproariously and couldn’t hold it in.

“Damn, it’s not like me to say this, but this is rather uncalled for. Yes, Radium does think highly of you, but that’s most certainly because your gene awakening level is too high; Radium can’t totally understand you. It’s absurd that you’d suddenly bring up time-lines now. What was that you were saying? A timeline? Are you suggesting you are an ancient person who time-traveled from a thousand years ago to the present? Stop kidding around. Do you know what time travel entails? Do you know what one of our greatest sources of motivation to persevere is?”

Harrison Clark: “Uh…”

“IPs to break out of the Solar System at all costs! To find the Elite Army 005, which contains the remains of the great Mr. Clark! To bow deeply before him and tell him, ‘we have arrived. Humanity has a future! Your burial ground has become an historical site!’ You, Harrison Clark, are a powerful warrior, but I, Bernal Connor, will not allow you to mock our greatest scientific idol with such a lie! This is the first and last time!”

Bernal Connor suddenly banged the table in anger.

The conference room, both in the projection and on site, fell completely silent.