I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 999 - 618 Transforming into a Beam of Light_2
Chapter 999: Chapter 618: Transforming into a Beam of Light_2
Chapter 999 -618: Transforming into a Beam of Light_2
Only when the war ended and civilization welcomed a peaceful era, could these unspeakable secrets be brought out again.
Star looked down at a piece of paper in front of her.
It was the last words spoken to her by a Blank Poet who sensed her presence.
“Our personalities will become nutrients for the philosopher’s revival, and our faith will converge into his guiding beacon of thought. We left him a seed. This seed will grow into a bridge connecting the philosopher’s personality of later generations with the memory symbols left behind from his past life. The bridge will allow him to slowly regain the memories that belong to him. At that time, the philosopher will experience a true rebirth. Please wait quietly; one day, he will reappear in the universe at the time and form needed by humanity to complete his unfinished mission. This is the answer given to us by the consciousness of the universe. We were born in the universe, and so we should believe in it.”
A smile slowly appeared on Star’s face.
She couldn’t help but remember “the past.”
In the timeline that had passed away, she had to wait for the reunion with him confusedly each time.
This time, she took over the responsibility of guarding human progress from his hands, waiting with even stronger anticipation.
The feeling was quite good.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, several decades have passed, and the year is now 2801.
The Nameless Fleet’s voyage in the Milky Way Galaxy has lasted for a full 87 years.
It has been 57 years since 2743.
During these 57 years, human technology has experienced large-scale stagnation.
Almost more than 90% of the new achievements are related to the application of actual energy, virtual energy, and cosmic median value.
This belongs to the category of applied science, without significant contributions to basic science.
Simply put, it seems that humanity has touched the limit of cosmic technology, and can only accumulate quantitative changes and cannot trigger qualitative changes.
Huge stargates have connected the entire Orion Arm together.
Human territory has expanded outward, beginning to deeply infiltrate the Perseus Arm.
Further inside, as the human front with the Compound-Eyed Observers extends, humans have built several hundred large-scale decentralized settlements in the Sagittarius Spiral Arm, each consisting of as few as dozens of stars and as many as thousands of stars.
After a brief stagnation in the early 28th century, the total human population has again experienced an exponential expansion, like the 20th century.
The enormous productivity revolution has brought about an even more significant population expansion.
But population expansion does not represent absolute technological advancement, and humans need to continue along the established path.
In March 2801, after waiting for several decades, an unprecedented revolutionary technology was born.
By comparing Haila cells, the primordial genetic information of Earth’s life, and Harrison Clark’s genetic information, and by incorporating many analytical results extracted from Star’s resurrection plan for Harrison Clark, the long-awaited human cryogenic technology has finally revealed a tip of the iceberg.
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In the main battleship combat training room of the Nameless Fleet, Tiffany Bell finished a day’s teaching and walked towards the time machine with her hands in her pockets.
The students watched her retreating figure, their eyes filled with admiration and awe.
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In these decades, Tiffany Bell had taken action more than a dozen times.
She has proven her extraordinary abilities and established a prestigious reputation with her iron-hard combat achievements.
“Instructor Bell looks so beautiful. Alas, it’s a shame…”
After Tiffany Bell left, a young man muttered softly.
He was a 30-year-old synthetic human, a mixed blood from the Solar System People and Longarm Tribe, with a lively personality and great courage.
Slap!
A warrior from the Orton tribe next to him reached out and slapped him on the head, “What are you thinking? Idiot.”
“I just think that Instructor Bell is actually a bit selfish. She’s so powerful that her genes must possess a high combat talent. So why doesn’t she share it even a little? Even occasionally providing an embryo would be a contribution.”
“Holy shit, you dare to say that?”
“If Instructor Bell found out, she’d skin you alive.”
“Alright, let me give you a lesson right now. Just in case Instructor Bell finds out one day, you can at least tell her that you’ve been taught, otherwise you’d be screwed.”
So the poor young man was severely beaten on the spot.Tiffany Bell returned to her room, took off her combat suit, and was left wearing only a tight black vest that revealed her exquisite figure.
Although she was already 128 years old, her appearance still had a touch of youthfulness.
Tiffany walked to the washroom, splashed her face with cold water, and then stared blankly at herself in the mirror.
She had heard every word of the conversation happening behind her back just now, without missing a beat.
But she couldn’t be bothered to argue.
Over the years, as her victories piled up and she took on Instructor Taylor’s position, becoming the Chief Combat Training Officer for the entire fleet, she had to put on a cold facade in her daily teaching. Consequently, others started to fear her involuntarily and project their imagined terrifying personas onto her.
She didn’t care, nor did she find it troubling.
Her distress lay elsewhere.
One day in 2740, after again trying to summon Tom without success, she sought out Commander Quentin Cooper to apply for the highest level of information access.
Eight years later, Tiffany was fortunate enough to gain the highest level of trust from the mainframe Star, which revealed the truth behind the abnormal beam phenomenon in the starry sky between 2740 and 2745.
When Tiffany connected the dots, she realized something terrifying.
Instructor Taylor and Tom were actually the same person – none other than the sage Harrison Clark, who ordinary people believed had died hundreds of years ago.
Her enlightenment finally came.
No wonder the ultimate training Tom provided was so similar to the events in the fictional history, with such realistic battle details, logical structures, and challenging difficulty for her to complete.
It turns out that these were indeed things the late sage had undertaken, and when she was able to do them herself, she was indeed on par with Harrison.
The astonishment in her heart was indescribable.
As a native Solar System resident born and raised on Ceres, she had been living among legends of the sage since her birth.
The man was so great that even though there were no statues of him in the universe due to his dying wish, almost everyone could recount his life as if it were their prized possessions and feel deeply moved by the deeds he accomplished in the fictional history.
Moreover, Tom had also occupied a significant part of her life.
From the moment she became aware, she had been challenging the training Tom left for her.
Although they had very few conversations, Tiffany could distinctly feel that Tom’s tone became more satisfied whenever she improved a little.
This subtle, delicate change influenced her spirit bit by bit.
Her struggles were not only for herself but also because she wanted to prove something in front of Tom.
Instructor Taylor, who pretended to be the sage’s virtual persona, had also left a deep mark in her life, completely changing her destiny and helping her find herself, unleashing her full potential.
This gratitude was beyond words.
Many years had passed under Instructor Taylor’s guidance for Tiffany and the other Nameless Fleet warriors since the Han Boundary Star System battle.
But after 2740, both Instructor Taylor and Tom disappeared abruptly, without even saying their goodbyes.
Tiffany couldn’t make sense of it, and although she had many speculations and guesses, she couldn’t ask anyone, so her conjectures only amounted to her own imagination. It wasn’t until 2748, when she was granted access, that she finally learned the truth.
Upon realizing that the sage, worshipped by billions, had devoted so much attention to her, she felt both fearful and proud.
When she confirmed that the sage would reappear in the 31st century, Tiffany was overjoyed for a long time.
But a few years ago, as her life span crossed 120 years, roughly equivalent to a 21st-century human turning 30, she began to see subtle, almost imperceptible but objectively existent signs of aging on her face in the mirror.
In despair, Tiffany realized something – she wouldn’t live to see the year 3000 and meet the sage.
She had so much she wanted to say to him.
She even dreamt of witnessing the sage’s heroic figure commanding the new Forger Armor.
But these wonderful fantasies were as fragile as paper under the invisible edge of time.
An indescribable sense of loss enveloped her heart.
This was Tiffany Bell’s greatest secret.
“Sigh… But I am ageing day by day.”
Tiffany turned away from the mirror and left.
