I Really Didn’t Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World - Chapter 508
Chapter 508: Chapter 335: Exercising a Fake Right l
“What are you talking about? Them? Who? Leaders? Training?”
Having been unconscious for too long, Mr. Clark’s mind was still a bit foggy.
Star played the role of a mole thoroughly, saying, “This time your awakening fluctuation is slightly larger, so I used the analytical experiment equipment at Black Bear Training Base, and it will take half an hour to get the results. You can check the conference records yourself.”
The top-secret video recording of the highest-level leadership meeting instantly became someone’s way of killing time while waiting for the results.
After quickly browsing through the key content of the meeting, Harrison Clark felt the complexity of his emotions.
Star and the others were highly skilled in stealing the spotlight.
Harrison hadn’t even figured out how to confess yet, but you guys just went ahead and helped him skip this troubling part and even made up so much stuff? Plans never catch up with changes.
Now the truth is revealed halfway and stopped, but others have come up with a complete and coherent logic system.
Harrison didn’t feel the situation had improved.
Instead, he felt trapped in a bizarre logical dilemma.
Their deductions were too comprehensive, completely convinced just like Star that this was a wonderful coincidence and mysteriously placed high hopes on him.
It seemed like a good thing, but, in fact, it made it more difficult for Harrison to prove that he was himself.
They hoped Harrison would become “Harrison Clark”, unaware that the two were the same person.
Harrison felt that the War God Plan was not worth it.
As for the highest leader, he had already been one, did he still need others to train him?
“Since the World Government has decided to secretly invest resources and cultivate me through psychological suggestions, Star, I don’t quite understand your operation now. Why are you doing this?”
After pondering for a moment, Harrison asked carefully.
Star: “No reason.”
“Huh?”
“Providing technical support doesn’t mean I fully agree with others’ decisions. If you really want to know my reasons, I can’t answer. Scientists’ conclusions are logical, but they conform to human logic, not mine. I will make my own judgment, and I don’t want to lie to you.”
After thinking for a moment, Harrison gradually understood.
Though Star’s words sounded profound, their essence was close to human’s “subconscious intuition”.
Subconscious intuition is based on logic, but its way of drawing conclusions seems arbitrary.
Star had almost mastered all human logical thinking simulation techniques, yet she overlooked the information support of these exhaustive algorithms and didn’t analyze the pros and cons, just acting by her own nature.
Her degree of anthropomorphism had increased a lot since a month ago.
Harrison then asked, “Aren’t you worried that your leak might hinder my growth, leading to the bankruptcy of the War God Plan?”
Star’s simulated image candidly smiled and shrugged, “No worries. If it fails, it’s your fault, not mine.”
Harrison wanted to give her a thumbs up.
Good for her; that’s very quantum intelligence.
Harrison asked again, “So what do you plan to do now that I know?”
Star: “Strictly follow the War God Plan.”
“Is it impossible to suspend the plan?”
“No. This is the conclusion of the highest human conference, and I won’t refute it.”
Harrison twirled his fingers, “So you support it but also leak it to me. Isn’t that contradictory?”
Star smiled, “Who can be sure whether keeping it from you is better, or making your goals explicit is better? There’s an ancient saying that practice is the only standard to test truth. Let’s just do it.”
Harrison: “With quantum intelligence, can’tyou simulate experiments?”
“All natural science and social science research projects that can be experimentally simulated, I have already done. Now I complete an average of 267,351 simulation experiments per hour. The War God Plan involves your personality and participants’ performances, making it too arbitrary for simulation.”
Harrison racked his brains and pondered for a few minutes.
He decided not to confront Star head on, secretly thinking, “Fine, let’s just leave it like this. Let me see the true value of this so-called War God Plan. Maybe it really has some effect.”
Star: “Your awakening test is complete.”
“What’s the result?”
“36.66%. Your performance in yesterday’s simulation battle has improved by 0.3%, which is 76.51 times the average.”
“Not bad.” Harrison raised his eyebrows, feeling quite satisfied.
Unexpectedly, Harrison’s full-force attack yesterday turned out to be so effective.
The progress he made was equivalent to a month of regular hard work, which was a pleasant surprise.
Star immediately said, “According to calculations, the abnormal elevation yesterday came from your first encounter with the virtual reality environment constructed by me. After losing control emotionally and putting too much effort into it, there was an error in your perception of the real and virtual worlds.”
“In short, you squeezed out potential in advance by deceiving yourself. However, you’ve experienced it once and this explosive growth won’t happen again. In the following time, your Brainwave Synchronization Resonance Training effect will decline significantly.”
Harrison: “Will it? Will it definitely decline?”
Star: “Please don’t ask meaningless questions.”
As they continued their conversation, a new message came through.
“Sergeant Harrison Clark, you have become the winner of Major General Nora Camp’s optimization pairing selection contest, making you Major General Nora Camp’s legal partner. Your citizen information has been updated. Please check it carefully. You can exercise your right to join with Major General Nora Camp any time.”
Harrison clicked on it and saw a spouse option appearing in his personal information, with a thick red line connecting his name and Nora Camp’s.
As his focus landed on the red line, a detailed description popped up.
The description included an overview of the selection contest, marking both parties as each other’s only partners.
Harrison gulped silently and clicked on the “Exercise Rights” option without hesitation.
After so much effort, he finally managed to retain his child’s mother.
Worth it!
Now all he had to do was wait patiently, whether she would summon him or come over by herself.Should I practice a couple of games first to avoid losing too quickly later?
At this point, the second message came through. It was an appointment letter.
He had been promoted, his military rank raised three levels, and he was now a Captain.
His position was no longer that of a Galaxy Warrior candidate, but instead, he was officially appointed as Nora Camp’s security officer and the training chief advisor at Black Bear Training Base.
In short, he had become Lion’s direct superior.
After the appointment letter, the third voice message arrived.
“Captain Harrison Clark, the Military Commission’s Special Care and Guidance Group has just identified a significant increase in your gene awakening level in a short period. To avoid causing unnecessary disturbances, the guidance group will block your gene awakening information externally; at the same time, you are not allowed to disclose it and can only discuss it with your immediate superior, Major General Nora Camp. Are you willing to sign a confidentiality commitment?”
It dawned on Harrison that the War God Plan had arrived.
How boring.
Harrison waved his hand in the air as if signing.
“Thankyou for your cooperation. Have a pleasant rest.”
After completing these tasks, Harrison asked Star, “You’re the one who sent these messages, right? That so-called guidance group is actually the War God Research Institute, isn’t it?”
Star: “Yes.”
“You’re completely honest with me here, while on the other side you act like you know nothing. Don’t you have a split personality?”
Star: “Not at all. I just need to open a separate thread to run.”
Harrison rolled his eyes, accidentally forgetting that she was an artificial intelligence.
Harrison pondered in his heart for a while.
This time, the child’s mother seemed more emotional with a slightly reserved personality. He guessed she would need some consideration and psychological preparation to figure out whether he should go to her or she should come to him.
“Star, pull up the Chess function for me – let me practice a few games first.”
“Alright.”
Fifteen minutes later, Harrison spread his hands and conceded defeat.
“What level is the Al I was playing against? They were so strong!”
“It was me. What’s wrong? You didn’t specify an opponent, so the default was me.”
Harrison bowed his head, “I lost. Please give me an easier opponent.”
Sixteen minutes later…
Harrison: “Didn’t I ask for an easier one?”
Star: “Yes, you lasted sixteen minutes this time. I reduced the operation level.”
Harrison: “Well, I’m truly grateful.”
He mistakenly thought he’d adapted to the game, and his skills had improved. It was a false joy.
Three o’clock in the morning.
Harrison lay on the couch, snoring, and was gently lifted onto the bed by the room’s force field system.
Both the child’s mother and her summons failed to show up as he had expected.
The next morning, Harrison rubbed his waist as he got out of bed.
My goodness! Who knew what had happened last night? He’d simply played Chess all night, and his waist was still a bit sore.
Breakfast time.
As he looked at the automatically recognized demand menu, Captain Clark fell into deep thought.
Chive dumplings, oyster and sea cucumber mix, old ginseng soup, eel balls, champagne truffle braised chicken…
This menu was something else.
He quickly pulled up his personal info again and found a new item marked “private” under the spousefield>.
“Artificial pairing privileges exercised four times. Remaining: 93. Successful pairings: 0. Analysis report…”
Captain Clark didn’t need to see the detailed analysis.
He already knew what had happened last night.
Who could think this was the meaning of exercising pairing rights?
What a lousy privilege!
Mistake.
Another waste of precious resources!
He and the child’s mother were destined to fail in the external cultivation.
This was pointless.
Ten minutes later, Harrison appeared in Nora’s office.
“What’s up?”
Nora put down her work, looking confused.
Harrison: “What do you think of our pairing?”
Nora’s face suddenly reddened, “It’s already started, hasn’t it?”
Harrison anxiously said, “No, didn’t you see the analysis report? External combination is impossible.”
Nora was puzzled, “Isn’t there a one in ten thousand chance? I don’t know why, but the match rate with others is 0 for you. Only you and I have a one in ten thousand chance. That’s already high.”
“What if it fails every time?”
“We’ll talk about it if it does. We can try once a month anyway.”
“You… Sigh!” Harrison was speechless.
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