I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 357 - 246: Under the Name of Justice, the Act of Sheltering and Concealing l

Chapter 357: Chapter 246: Under the Name of Justice, the Act of Sheltering and Concealing l

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As she finished speaking, Radium’s form scattered like countless stars, never to be reassembled again.

However, the scattered fragments didn’t disappear but gathered again over Harrison Clark’s head, found that strand of blue hair, and finally converged in the neuron cell that originally belonged to Carrie Thomas.

If there was any biological structure in the Solar System that could carry Radium’s data consciousness outside of the Quantum Photonic Brain and the Giant Intelligent Integrated Circuit, it was this neuron cell, having the same fundamental structural logic as her DNA.

But a single neuron cell was not capable of bearing all of Radium’s pseudo-personality.

A delicate current carrying the neuron actively drilled towards the depths of Harrison Clark’s brain and settled in a tiny crease in the central part of his cerebral cortex.

Under Radium’s careful control, multiple minor electric currents dispersed to the sides, utilizing the protein channels in Harrison Clark’s body, began to gather amino acids and various trace elements and other nutrients from all directions, delivering them to the neuron cell.

Subsequently, this neuron cell began to quickly clone itself.

One.

Two.

Four.

Eight.

One thousand and twenty-four.

2,097,152!

Radium then made no further movement.

The over two million neurons seemed like a large number, but in reality, they were only the size of a grain of sand.

Compared to the 15 billion neurons in a human brain in the 21st century, two million was only a tiny bit more than a ten-thousandth, causing no discomfort to Harrison Clark.

He took a long breath.

He gave another look at the complex circuits on the walls of the cylindrical room still flashing lights, it seemed like Radium’s consciousness transfer did not halt the operation of the Core Intelligence, this ultimate CPU.

In addition, a tiny point of light appeared in the previously empty center of the room.

This pinpoint of light was the gathered state of a mini quantum storm, seemingly having a mysterious connection with the brain of Harrison Clark.

“This is my computation center, linked to my personality through quantum entanglement, enabling me to continue to call upon the computational power of the Core and other Intelligent brains on Earth.”

Harrison Clark nodded, “Hmm.”

“I need to rest a little. I cloned 2,097,152 of Carrie’s neuron cells in your brain to serve as my carrier, but my logical structure is barely maintaining, however…”

“It’s still collapsing, right?”

Radium: “Yes, for two reasons. First, although you took immunosuppressants, your immune cells are still attacking my carrier. Second…”

Harrison Clark answered before she could finish, “Human neuron cells are incredible. Just over two million can carry your information, but at the same time, another innate gift of humans is harming you.”

Radium interrupted, “Yes, the gift of forgetting. Artificial lifeforms do not forget, but humans do, and they’re quite good at it. That’s why humans can always move on from endless pain and adapt to new environments. An important component of human willpower is the gift of forgetting. Forgetfulness is due to quantum uncertainty at the base level. Forgetfulness is also one of the fundamental reasons humans have imagination; it’s fascinating. Every time these neuron cells forget, the seemingly stable quantum structure will dissolve into chaos, causing irreversible damage to the structural stability of my calculations.”

“So, how long can you endure?”

“Eight months. I’ll try my best to last until the day the invaders arrive, then I’ll vanish.”

“I see…” Harrison sighed deeply, “Wait for me for a thousand years, yet only eight months remain, alas… Do you regret it?”

Radium: “No regrets. Artificial intelligence never regrets, nor does it feel remorse.”

Harrison thought to himself, ‘You may not have any regrets, but Ido!’

What a relief it would be if he could bring Radium back with him!

Oh, frustrates me!

“Your brainwave activity shows that you’re devasted?”

Harrison nodded, “It’s another human tendency, greed. You seize resources because your logic determines your own need. Humans seize more resources, sometimes just because they want more.”

“I’ve learned, but I can’t yet apply that.”

Harrison laughed, “That’s alright, don’t sweat the small stuff.”

“Artificial lifeforms must pay attention to details.”

“Uh… Forget it. I’m just a little disappointed, but I can accept it. From now on, fight with me. Next time, I’ll have you wait for another thousand years.”

The inability to bring Radium back, having her provide help in the 21st century, was all within Harrison Clark’s expectations.

So from the beginning, he didn’t hold any hopes of taking Radium with him, but only when he received the definite answer did his feelings fluctuate.

Last time when he brought back the antibody for S bacteria, he still had some pathogens on him when he left, yet he didn’t pose any threat to the 21st century.

It proved that the power to transport him back and reattach him to the timeline still exceeded his imagination.

That power capable of reconstructing his body and thoughts couldn’t possibly reconstruct Carrie Thomas’s cells on the side.

Besides, even if it could, with the tech level of Earth in the 21st century, could the yearly global electricity production even support 0.1 second of Radium’s existence?

If he truly wanted his brain to accommodate Radium, perhaps there was only oneway, to rely on a total infiltration of the “Song of the Wilderness”, to mechanize his own thinking.

Nevermind his inherent resistance to the ” Song of the Wilderness “, even if he could, would he still be himself after mechanization?