I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 1029 -
Chapter 1029:
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Chapter 1029:
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These two had actually been communicating the whole time, just in a way that others couldn’t understand – the Heartless One’s manner of communication.
They were the only two individuals who could maintain the state of a Heartless One while awake.
Their communication wasn’t through words or physical gestures, but rather through the exchange and collision of information on the level of Thought Quantum Storms.
Their language could be called psychic language.
The white noise that the Thought Capture Team had heard was in Tiffany Bell’s brain – clear images and language.
Over the years, it was Tiffany Bell who taught Kamilia Camp human language and thought patterns.
Kamilia’s mental battle training was not entirely imaginary, but also included Tiffany Bell’s guidance and corrections.
Every time Kamilia communicated with Tiffany Bell, she would revise some mental training issues and then come up with new ideas of her own.
Some of these ideas were right, some were wrong, but in the next communication, Tiffany Bell would, in turn, absorb part of Kamilia’s correct understanding, and point out the mistakes to her.
Apart from battle fantasies, there were also occasional glimpses of Kamilia’s daily life.
She seemed to have learned a lot of new knowledge from Tiffany Bell.
She imagined herself herding cattle under green hills and clear waters, squeezing into elevators with folders in a high-rise office building, wearing a white lab coat in a laboratory staring wide-eyed at data, holding hands with a blurry-faced partner walking in the sunset, and so on.
But later, the other half of her fantasies disappeared, leaving her alone, crouching in space with her legs curled up and her arms around her knees.
She looked up at the stars, and countless humans on surfboards passed before her.
She tried waving to these passers-by, but no one responded.
At that moment, she knew the truth – she looked like a human but was not of the same species.
She felt endless loneliness and had only one obsession for life – to survive. If she was destined to die, she didn’t want her existence to disappear completely; she needed to leave something behind in the universe.
The last scene was no longer a fantasy, and almost everyone had seen it.
She first heard another voice inside her body and knew she was pregnant; then her door was broken down.
She turned and saw the angry, distorted face of Bill Klayston.
…
After watching Tiffany Bell remove the embryo from her body, Kamilia’s resentful consciousness finally sank into darkness with a sigh of relief.
The information of a single day succinctly encapsulated Kamilia’s short life.
It was a dull, boring, and monotonous life with almost no hope.
As a lonely individual in the universe and a single-member species, she had once yearned for many beautiful things and had desired to live like a human being. But as time went by, she gradually came to terms with reality, detached herself from the fairy tales she had built around herself, gave up more and more unattainable dreams, and was left with only the purest pursuit – to keep her lonely species alive.
From then on, Kamilia’s life path had only a main trunk, without any branches or leaves.
This was the inevitable stage of thinking for a lonely, single-member wise lifeform in the universe as it entered adulthood, grasped the correct cosmic understanding, and its worldview.
Just like the Modified Implementors who were still wandering around the Milky Way Galaxy, trying every means to survive.
Among the Modified Implementors, there were individuals like White Elephant who reintegrated into human civilization, individuals like the Ancestor of Long-armed star people who hoped to change human form and leave their own mark, those who endured constant weakening and split themselves over and over again to prolong their lives, and even those who, after a series of experiments, determined that high temperatures would best extend their lives, sought help from humans, and eventually burrowed into a molten planet to live for just one more day.
But no matter what choices the Modified Implementors made, their ultimate goal was only one – either to live longer themselves, or to entrust the hope of living longer to others.
After watching Kamilia’s life memories, both the surviving members of the First Generation fleet and the Second and Third Generations who knew they would not be judged and had the chance to live fell into a long silence.
People felt that, compared to the colorful lives of others, Kamilia seemed to be the most desolate.
Even those who were forced to participate in the Prometheus Project had lived much better lives than her.
“Everyone,” a deep masculine voice broke the silence. It was Dylan Mitchell, who should have been in a deep sleep.
Due to his unique self-positioning, Dylan Mitchell had become the highest spiritual leader of the Free Will Alliance now that Solent Cage had lost his sanity and Aphelios Cage was dead.
However, in the eyes of the crew who supported the expedition plan, Dylan Mitchell’s reputation was not seriously damaged, since he had not participated in the parliamentary coup and armed turmoil and was still a student of Quentin Cooper.
Tiffany Bell was not adept at using language to manipulate people’s hearts, so now Dylan Mitchell’s words held the most weight.
Dylan Mitchell said,
“Instructor Bell wants to tell us that there are two kinds of freedom: small freedom and big freedom. Small freedom is individual freedom. Big freedom is the freedom of civilization and of the race. A free race can reproduce freely in the universe without oppression, without threats, without hiding, and without worrying about being destroyed at any moment.”
“Small freedom is what we, in the Free Will Alliance, have always thought we had. We want to do as we please. We refuse to accept the constraints imposed by the collective. We demand unlimited personal choice. But when personal freedom and the freedom of civilization collide, we selfishly choose to indulge ourselves.”
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