I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 513 - 338: My Own Love and Truman’s War

Chapter 513: Chapter 338: My Own Love and Truman’s War

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She kept moving forward until the last time when it only took her nineteen years…

In “Lover,” Master Harrison Clark had once felt inferior, filled with guilt, and was on the verge of collapse.

Until one day, when he could no longer bear the pressure, he confessed to the other five members of Solution, and he received Master Carrie Thomas’s forgiveness.

Then, Master Harrison truly believed that he was not an emotional con man, and only then could he break through his inferiority and realize the genuine feelings Carrie had given him.

In this science fiction novel, the author deeply researched Harrison’s fate trajectory, analyzed Master Harrison Clark’s life with pure artistic creative thinking, and used the time paradox to explain many achievements of Harrison that ordinary people could not.

He even boldly guessed and wrote down Master Harrison’s “dream-entering” time on the 25th of each month, on the grounds that after this day of each month, Harrison’s creative ability would always experience explosive growth.

So that day, the 25th, must have been special for the Master.

He even guessed that after May 2020, Harrison lost his ability to travel through time in his dreams.

It has to be said that if it were not for the concept of time travel being unbeatable, this book shouldn’t be called a science fiction novel, but a documentary novel.

Three hours later, Harrison put down the book.

His eyes were slightly reddened.

The author is indeed a genius who has designed many touching lines for him, to the point where he himself is completely immersed in the story.

Experiencing one’s love story from someone else’s story is truly a unique taste.

What’s even more amazing is that the author of “Lover,” in a completely uninformed situation, relied solely on imagination to make up a “sci-fi story” that was extremely close to the truthful facts, with only minor differences in some time points and details but logically consistent, and processed it even more artistically and movingly.

These artistic similarities and coincidences are so poignant and touching that they surpass reality.

Someone can really do it!

Harrison exclaimed, the creative thinking of an artist is truly an incredible existence.

A thousand years is too long, and there are too many individuals born with independent thinking. Some small probability coincidences are based on an infinitely large sample size, and the probability of occurrence is constantly increasing.

Eight timelines later, when Harrison’s social status in the 21st century exceeded a certain height and his personal marks went to a certain extent, he was finally both coincidentally and inevitably “penetrated” by others’ “fictional story”.

Of course, “Lover” is not perfect because the original author glossed over the 31st century war.

People from the beginning of the 25th century, after all, still couldn’t exhaust their imagination and grasp perfectly what the end of civilization in the 31st century would look like.

The original author would never imagine that Master Harrison was not on the road to dreaming.

He really lived in the 31st century, where there was a memorable love story filled with hope for life and despair for death.

In short, the original author brought out the advantages and avoided the weaknesses, focusing mainly on the 21st century and handling it quite well.

While Harrison was reading the book, at Black Bear Training Base thousands of kilometers away, Nora Camp was also reading “Lover.”

The two seemed to put down the book without prior agreement.

As Harrison sighed with emotion, Nora watched Harrison through the projection screen, his eyes slightly red and pondered in her heart.

He really is a very traditional person.

He is also complicated, with both the terrifying fighting spirit that can battle to the last drop of blood in a simulated war and the vulnerability to get teary-eyed in a book’s story.

Nora played with her long hair, a little confused.

Is his will derived from this easily touched “fragile” sentiment?

Is it good or bad if someone in a war would cry over another’s death?

Would I throw away my sense of responsibility for civilization and die for him, ignoring my own mission?

Would he throw away his sense of responsibility and die for me?

Is this good or bad?

Is this what love is?

General Nora still doesn’t quite understand the concept of love from a thousand years ago, but strangely feels emotional.

Somehow, she envies it.

How nice would it be if both he and I were born a thousand years ago, without the pressure of war?

Maybe our entire lives would be just as ordinary and touching as the story.

Nora started to imagine the scene where she would need to make a choice.

On one side, Harrison is about to die, and on the other, if he is saved, a crucial battle will be lost.

Nora thought for a long time and came up with an incredible idea in her heart.

She chose the third option: she dies, he lives, and wins the battle.

It was indeed an impulse that would make you let go of everything.

A little scary.

At Bosdon, after putting down the book, Harrison simply listened to the heated discussions of those around him.

” Detailed explanation of strategies for dealing with Atomic people and Spore race in the top ten most likely invading civilizations…”

“The synergistic effect of Galaxy Warrior and Mini assault ship…”

“The five basic qualities a good captain should possess…”

Here it comes again.

Harrison’s temples were slightly swelling.

He got up and left, walking a few steps away, only to see a new billboard ad in the commercial area.

The content inside had changed from a brand new medical suit for civilian use to a sci-fi movie, telling the story of a million years later when humans had spread across the Milky Way Galaxy, began to venture outward, and deal with some level four and level five civilizations.

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