I Really Didn’t Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World - Chapter 529 - Chapter 529: Chapter 347: The Art of Negotiation^

Chapter 529: Chapter 347: The Art of Negotiation^

“General Camp, what’s going on with him?”

In the communication channel, the generals isolated Harrison Clark and asked

Mr. Green again.

Nora Camp was also bewildered, “I don’t know.

“General Brown, what do you think?”

Needham Brown’s voice rang out, “I don’t think much of it; he’s crazier than I

Not long after, the leaders of the other three systems, Neville Brown, Bernal Connor, and Gerard Schroeder, were also pulled into the conference room.

Their discussion was fervent.

Harrison Clark’s behavior was completely unexpected and not at all like his

usual self.

Little did they know, their communication records were being leaked to

Harrison Clark without any reservation.

Listening to their conversation, Harrison Clark shrugged his shoulders.

He had more or less figured it out now. Some things were too complicated to ponder, and it was pointless.

The external environment1 s mind control had become deeply ingrained. To completely shatter the cocoon, he could not follow the rules and regulations of others. He had to go crazy, play his cards unconventionally, like he was doing now.

He decided not to hold back, to be more bold, heroic, and unrestrained in his

actions.

After all, with technology at this level and ideologies so warped, messing things

up couldn’t make much more of a mess.

While they were in the meeting, Harrison Clark wasn’t idle. He quickly organized his thoughts and wrote everything down about mind cocoons, distorted views on marriage, the population ratio of the Lost City, his aversion to the War God Plan, and Brown’s “vulnerable” combat capability. Then he sent all of it out at once.

The new intelligence sparked another storm, and the conference discussions

became even more intense.

After about two hours, a decision was made, and Nora Camp appeared in front

of Harrison Clark as the appointed negotiation representative.

Harrison Clark was still guarding his statue.

The organizing committee didn’t let him stop, but he wouldn’t let them build either.

As long as Harrison Clark was here, he could suppress their actions with his commander’s on-site control authority. But once he turned his back and left, he estimated that by tomorrow morning when he woke up, the eye-catching statue would be all over his face.

“Harrison, we’ve come to a decision. Although your theories are very persuasive, we cannot agree to your demands. This is the result of the vote.

Take a look.”

Harrison Clark glanced at it.

1 vote in favor, 2,789 votes against.

Not even a single abstention or neutral vote.

Well, he knew the outcome already, but he had to pretend he didn t.

Harrison Clark: “Did you vote in favor?”

“Of course not, but I don’t know who did.

Harrison shrugged his shoulders, knowing it was Brown, but not understanding what the crazy snake was thinking.

“Well, there’s nothing we can do then. We’ll need someone more competent for the position of Legion Commander.”

Nora Camp said with incomprehension, “I know your intentions may be good. But you can’t ignore that since the Advent of the Solar Dome, for the past 500 years, we have been able to put aside disputes and personal interests and persevere by following the guidance of the wise man Harrison Clark. By taking down his statue now, you’re not only denying his achievements, but also destroying the beliefs of most people.”

Harrison Clark smiled, “I find it quite uncomfortable to hear about beliefs from a soldier like you. The existence of beliefs means that people have already given up on self-reliance and have entrusted their fate to the non-existent gods. “I don’t deny that the spirit of the wise men once played a crucial role, but relying on the worship of others to gain spiritual strength is limited by the times.”

“Ancient people are no different from non-existent gods. Times are changing, and war is becoming imminent. We must transform our faith in the ancient people into absolute self-confidence in our own abilities.”

“Even if we must believe in someone, it should not be the ancient people who can only guide us spiritually. We must worship a true leader. This person must be alive, capable of making decisions, leading troops, conducting scientific research, and controlling political situations.

Nora Camp considered it and said, “Your words make sense, but they still can’t convince me or anyone else.”

Harrison Clark rolled his eyes secretly, “Well then, forget it, whatever.”

Nora Camp: “What do you want us to do to satisfy you? The eight hundred million Lost Ones only trust you now, and these forty million members of the Army Corps also depend on you. You can’t just abandon them.

“But our negotiation has broken down,” Harrison Clark shrugged.

You all can play dirty, so can I.

“You can propose another condition, something more reasonable.

Nora Camp blushed and fidgeted, deliberately sticking her chest out.

The hint was obvious.

She was just short of directly throwing herself at him and loudly screaming, “As long as you want, even though I don’t like it, I can use my broad­mindedness to change your stubbornness.”

Nora Camp believed that this wouldn’t count as forcibly changing behaviors as the War God Research Institute described because it was a good opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

She believed that with Harrison Clark’s consistent performance, he would easily fall into the trap.

Then maybe she would really get a taste of how wonderful the experience he talked about would be, just like the ancient novels and films portrayed.

Harrison Clark pretended to ponder, “Alright, then how about this: don’t demolish the statue, fine, but demolish the Salvation Museum in Oxfordshire.

That’s my first condition.”

Nora Camp: “Huh?”

“Does that not work either? Then I’ll lower my demands, take down the highest treasury room. Recently, the cosmic wisdom of the wise men has been too strong for me, and I need a strand of hair from the treasury room. I have a small research project I need to carry out.”Nora Camp pondered for a while before saying, “You said that the philosophers can only provide spiritual guidance, isn’t this a specific hint? Haven’t they done enough for us?”

Harrison Clark: “…”

So annoying.

How did he get himself wrapped up in this again?

“Just say if it’s possible,” Harrison Clark said, somewhat angrily.

Nora Camp thought about it, “This should be possible.

“Then, my second condition is that I need to know where the Superbrain Core of the Supreme Intelligent Brain Star is.”

“What do you want to know this for?” Nora Camp hesitated.

Harrison Clark spread his hands, “You don’t need to worry about that. All you need to know is that if neither of these conditions is met, I won’t even have the slightest motivation. This time, I’ll just keep my cool. You don’t have to worry about me not contributing. I can guarantee that when the fighting starts, I’ll definitely be in the front, take the heaviest beating, and fight the toughest enemies. But as a Legion Commander, if my heart isn’t committed, I won’t be able to do a good job, so I won’t even consider it.

Nora Camp left with his attitude, urging the Drogon Armament to fly away.

Harrison Clark stood in place, wearing a smile that said everything was under control.

He knew that this time, he would definitely succeed.

His two requests were not excessive.

Wait a minute…

Did he miss something again?

Just forget about the minor details.

This time, Star did not livestream the meeting to him, but Nora Camp came

back quickly.

Harrison Clark1 s proposal passed.

Nora Camp whispered in his ear, and Harrison Clark looked surprised, then suddenly enlightened.

“It turns out! Alright, I’ll go to Oxfordshire now.”

Harrison Clark cupped his hands and turned to leave.

He headed straight for the Salvation Museum in Oxfordshire and, under the puzzled gaze of security personnel, took ten intact hairs from Carrie Thomas. Then, without stopping, he boarded the high-speed space shuttle, heading straight for the barrier edge named the Solar Dome in this timeline.

There was only him on the shuttle, not accompanied by anyone.

Halfway through, Star finally couldn’t help but project her figure, looking at him with questioning eyes, “What exactly do you want to do?”

In fact, Harrison Clark had asked her this question before, but for some reason, she had not answered.

Harrison Clark stared straight at her, “I want to tell you some things, give you some changes.”

Star shook her head, “I think it’s good now, and I don’t need to change.”

“That’s what you think, not what I think.”

Star: “You don’t dream anymore, you don’t expect me to materialize my core in front of you.”

Harrison Clark smiled and did not respond.

Last time you were so extreme and still fell into my trap.

This time, I only need three seconds to deceive you.

In fact, Harrison Clark felt that Star had begun to deceive herself since she discovered her gene information was abnormal last month.

Her sudden appearance, the inexplicable “betrayal” of Harrison Clark’s gene information, and then the betrayal of the War God Plan were all completely inconsistent with her past behavior and had already betrayed her underlying logic.

So, no matter what she says now, Harrison Clarkbelieves that when he shows up at her Superbrain Core and lays his cards on the table, she will be “abnormal” again.

In Harrison Clark’s plan, Star was also the mastermind he had to “deal with.” Without Star’s terrifying computation power of quantum intelligence at their disposal, the human thinking cocoon of the 29th century would not have been so stable.

Under the new Pseudo-Curvature Engine’s power, Harrison Clark’s time machine quickly reached one-third the speed of light and moved smoothly forward.

The solar system has a high density of stardust, and the overall unified force­field curvature bubble is still unstable, so it can only reach this speed within the solar system.

If it reaches the outer solar system, where the environment is close to absolute vacuum, the new Pseudo-Curvature Engine can force a battleship to approach the speed of light.

In absolute vacuum, theoretically, even without the protection of the curvature bubble, a spaceship can travel several times the speed of light.

However, the universe doesn’t have absolute vacuums. So the next space flight bottleneck for human beings will be to build an absolutely stable curvature bubble.

The improvement in curvature bubble performance refers to spaceship shields. The advancement of shield technology requires the solving of numerous sub­technology branches, such as force field algorithms, basic force structures, energy release, energy storage, and material science.

These branches, when it comes to specific implementation, involve even more minor details.

For the entire civilization’s scientific research force, there are numerous similar technical problems to solve; no detail can be left behind, and countless people and Star must make tireless efforts.

Due to the long distance, it takes Harrison Clark about four days to get back and forth.

He didn’t have any time to waste, and his schedule was tight.

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