I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 346 - 239: Setting Off 1

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Chapter 346: Chapter 239: Setting Off 1

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Two hours later, in the evening on Mars, the setting sun illuminated the room, making Nora Camp’s bedroom glow with a fiery red light.

Not long ago, Harrison Clark, who had been commanding and domineering in the conference room, was now sitting on the sofa with his hands on his thighs, looking slightly nervous.

He would occasionally cross his legs, then unconsciously put them down again.

He picked up the cup of tea, sipped the excellent Quark Jamaican Blue Mountain tea, put the cup down, only to find that his right index finger had unconsciously inserted itself into the hot tea.

He shuddered and withdrew his hand, gently rubbing his right index finger with his left hand, but soon his thoughts wandered again.

He was not anxious about the war in three days.

Once he had made a decision, he would not be indecisive.

He was not worried about how well others would cooperate with him, nor did he consider success or failure.

He didn’t need to command the battlefield; that was up to Nora Camp, Mr. Green, Felipe, Lawrence, and others. All he had to do was be what he was most familiar with: put on his battle armor and charge forward into the fray.

Harrison Clark believed that everyone could do their jobs well.

Once Harrison Clark had made his decision, he could return to his room to rest. However, Nora Camp still had to attend the upcoming commanders’ meeting and then, as commander-in-chief of the Mars United Army, coordinate the overall war layout.

Mr. Clark simply said that they should rush forward at the time, do whatever it takes to break through Earth’s core, and that was it.

However, the specifics of how to implement it, how to modify the K5 Ray Main Gun; how different main guns could coordinate to form an energy-focusing effect and fire a penetrating beam; how to match forces to counter the interception forces that Radium would inevitably send; an estimate of Radium’s current troop types; the arrangement and distribution of their own forces as well as assault training; how to cover each other’s fire nets during combat; how to break through the higher-performance shields of Radium’s battleship with minimal cost…

A whole basket of things to do.

With Mr. Clark opening his mouth, 2.5 billion people were running around, just like that.

What’s making him anxious now is Nora Camp, who is about to finish her tasks and return.

Facing millions of enemies, he could march forward without hesitation. However, at this moment, there was a slight uneasiness and restlessness in his heart.

Alas, what if she comes in later and starts crying, then scolds me as a heartless man or something like that? What should I do?

The airtight alloy door opened automatically with a creak and a hiss.

Nora Camp, dressed in a long camouflage uniform, walked in from outside the door.

But she didn’t come over right away; instead, she stood still with her back facing Harrison Clark, slightly lowering her head, not knowing what she was doing.

Feeling guilty, Harrison Clark secretly glanced over and saw her slender figure.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere in the room was heavy.

Gradually, Nora Camp’s slightly heavy breathing could be heard.

Harrison took a closer look at her and noticed her shoulders trembling slightly.

His heart dropped.

It’s over!

He quickly stood up, but Nora Camp had already turned around.

Her eyes were indeed a bit moist.

Harrison Clark slowly approached, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start.

Nora Camp silently looked at his face, her breathing becoming heavier, her face streaked with two glistening teardrops.

Harrison Clark looked into her eyes, his heartbeat accelerating.

At this moment, he felt somewhat disappointed.

Fine, this is the aftermath of confession; I have to pay the price. I accept my fate.

He was ready to apologize, then hide for a while, wait until the battle was over and see if they could continue to live before making any plans.

Suddenly, Nora Camp broke into a smile, then rubbed her face in embarrassment and rubbed it vigorously.

Smiling first, then showing an embarrassed expression?

What does this mean?

Harrison Clark immediately lost hope, thinking she had come to terms with the situation.

Was she trying to break off the relationship with me?

It’s my fault for deceiving her for so long and making her become the third party.

She didn’t care about this kind of thing in the past because she wasn’t emotionally involved, but times have changed, and she is no longer under the influence of “Song of the Wilderness”. She has become a more complete, standard woman.

According to Harrison Clark’s world view, women should be angry and heartbroken about the “third party” situation.

But the question is…

From a biological point of view, who came first, her or Carrie Thomas?

This was a complicated ethical issue, and there was no answer.

“Sigh! That’s right…” Harrison Clark sighed.

At that moment, Nora Camp finally finished rubbing her face and spoke.

She smiled and said, “I’m sorry.”

Harrison was taken aback, “Huh?”

“We are soldiers. We shouldn’t have such strong emotional fluctuations. We should be calmer. I shouldn’t show any weakness at this time, but I couldn’t control myself. However, don’t worry, it will definitely not affect my work,” Nora assured him.

Harrison thought about her words for a long time and reluctantly replied, “Well, it’snotyour fault. Anyone who encounters this kind of thing will lose control of their emotions. It’s my problem…”

“No! You have no problem!” Nora suddenly lunged forward and hugged him tightly.

Harrison thought to himself, this must be a farewell hug.

She then raised her head, her face full of tenderness as she looked at Harrison and murmured, “We all thought we were strong enough, but compared to you, what are we?”

Harrison: “Huh?”

He felt that something was off, but he couldn’t put his finger on it.”How exactly did you get through these thousand years? Tell me, after you died back then, did you secretly control Elite Army 005 to fly back here to prevent any leaks? Where did you hide the Elite Army? Was it really possible to pass through the Solar System Barrier from outside? How did you forge your identity and deceive everyone? How did you endure such loneliness, living alone for so many years? It must be painful for you when the person you love has aged so much, right?”

Nora Camp suddenly asked Harrison Clark a series of rapid-fire questions.

Harrison didn’t have time to react.

She then tightened her embrace and gently rubbed her cheek against his shoulder, saying, “It’s okay, it’s all in the past, it’s all over now.”

At first, Harrison was stunned, but then quickly understood Nora’s thought process.

He was in such a bizarre situation that his judgment of human nature had deviated slightly.

Anyway, to Nora, Carrie Thomas was an ancient person from a thousand years ago.

With Nora’s personality, she would never be jealous of a thousand-year-old relationship!

She, like everyone else, had just imagined that Harrison had died and been resurrected, drifting alone in space for nearly a thousand years before returning to the Solar System.

Then she felt sorry for him.

It would make sense, anyone would feel sorry for him.

But in reality…

Harrison was both amused and helpless. You all really think highly of me.

Galactic humans are not that powerful. Their lifespan is at most around two hundred years.

Nevermind, it’s too hard to explain, let her think that way, it will save him a lot of effort.

Harrison also discovered more deeply that, when everyone has independent thinking, the concept of time travel is too difficult for people to accept.

If he wants to confess everything next time, he might have to continue down the path that others have imagined.

Or perhaps he could test it with a small group of braindead fans first, trying to clarify the entire timeline story, and then let this group of misguided people slowly expand the audience.

Now that his worries were gone, Harrison relaxed a lot. He held Nora in his armsand said, “It’s okay, I’ve gotten used to it. I’mnot lonely at all. First, let’s get down to business! In addition to mastering chess, there’s another way for you to improve your battlefield command capabilities.”

Nora immediately asked, “Is it getting pregnant?”

“How did you know?”

“A colleague at the Life Institute told me. They said that increasing progesterone secretion can effectively enhance my on-the-spot thinking skills. That’s also part of my motivation for working so hard.”

Harrison paused, “I see.”

“Yes!”

In fact, Nora’s feelings were even more complicated than Harrison imagined.

But she just didn’t reveal everything.

Throughout the years, countless classic songs have been created since humans entered the electronic information age and experienced the 21st-century cultural renaissance, followed by hundreds of years of enduring high levels of artistic achievements, like stars in the sky.

Yet, Nora loved “Self-Combustion” specifically and was also well-versed in Carrie’s other works.

Only heaven knows how much she appreciated Carrie Thomas, whose artistic achievements ranked in the top ten of the millennium and were regarded as the highest in the 21st century by countless people.

But at this very moment, she thought secretly that she and Harrison…

Instead of feeling jealousy and envy, she felt a slight sense of guilt and an inexplicable thrill of excitement.

One hour later…

Nora confessed.

Harrison was astonished.

Your focus is a little strange.

What kind of thought process is that? You’re very calm when a living ancient person stands in front of you, but you feel a sense of thrill when there’s a connection between you and another ancient person across time and space?

Harrison was utterly defeated by her unusual thought process.

But after Nora confessed further, she felt much more relieved and open.

“I feel guilty for not being fair to her, but I think if she could fully understand our situation, she would forgive me and wouldn’t blame you. We don’t have time to waste, let’s continue!”

She returned to her resolute and valiant self, without any trace of girlish sentimentality, as straightforward and magnanimous as she could be.

Time flew by, and two days passed in the blink of an eye.

A massive fleet of battleships gathered in the sky above Mars’ orbit.

There were nearly a million Vertical Formations, totaling more than seven million large, medium, and small warships forming a huge battle formation in the universe.

Small warships, manned by just a few to more than a dozen people, formed the outer circle of the formation.

The middle layer consisted of medium-sized warships.

Over two hundred thousand large flagship warships of various Vertical Formations were interspersed at intervals of more than a kilometer, forming a massive semi-circular inner ring formation.

At this moment, all the warships had turned off their indicator lights and activated their penetration force fields, hovering silently in the sky like ghosts.

This accounted for nearly one-third of the Freedom Front’s military strength.

Due to the different distances, the other Vertical Formations on Mercury Base, the four Galilean moons of Jupiter, and Titan had already set off one after another.

“Begin!”

Upon Nora Camp’s command as the supreme commander of the Mars Fleet, seven million warships lightly ignited their engines and slowly emitted invisible propellants from their Medium Engines.

The seven million warships began to move forward at an extremely slow acceleration.

Their speed would gradually increase, reaching the ultimate velocity.

Twenty-four hours later, a total of twenty-two million human warships would suddenly and quietly descend to Earth’s atmosphere.

Inside the vast Mars bases, countless people looked up at the sky, holding hands, their eyes focused.

Although they could barely see anything with their naked eyes, only the endless starry sky and the distant blazing sun, the watchful people knew that their family members, friends, and idols were right there.

Only fewer than four hundred million watchers were left on Mars, which initially had a population of nearly eight hundred million.

All the active-duty, retired, and soon-to-be-served soldiers, all the technicians with various logistical capabilities, and all the students with basic first aid skills who had not yet obtained a medical officer license…

All capable hands were on board.