I Really Didn’t Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World - Chapter 771

Chapter 771: Chapter 466: Time USB【4400 Words】_2

The boiling crowd sentiment quickly spread from the back to the front, like a wildfire.

The top leadership in the front was a bit more restrained, but they still clapped incessantly.

People felt Harrison Clark’s immense confidence.

He came prepared!

He knows the Compound-Eyed Observer better than anyone.

He has also observed a hundred years of war.

He would never shoot without aim!

Next, the top leadership represented by Mr. Green, Neville Brown, Martha Owen, Gerard Schroeder, and the new tycoon in resource allocation Geoffrey Carnegie expressed their stance, followed by the oath of ten thousand people.

Since Harrison Clark focused on practical matters, the abstract ones became the responsibility of others.

Though the oath may seem empty and groundless, it is necessary as it involves spiritual power.

Smack!

In the huge square, tens of thousands of people stood neatly in rows, with their right fists clenched and placed in front of their hearts on the left side of their chests.

“I, Mr. Green…”

“I, Nora Camp…”

“I…”

First, tens of thousands of people reported their names one by one.

Then, everyone spoke in unison.

“I hereby swear that I will not let the millennia of efforts of the sages be in vain, nor let the blood shed by thirty-five trillion compatriots of the Empire go to waste. I will defend the last territory of humanity with my life and preserve the last glimmer of hope! On behalf of the eight hundred billion people of the Shadow of the Sun and the thirty-five trillion compatriots of the Morrowind Empire, I solemnly promise that I will hold on until the arrival of the sage! We look up in anticipation, waiting for the sage!”

With this, the meeting could have ended here.

Continuing to talk more would only damage the sense of mystery Harrison Clark had in people’s minds.

Star announced the end of the meeting, and the tens of thousands of figures in the square quickly disappeared from back to front, leaving only about a thousand people.

About half of these thousand people were Guides, and the other half were not Guides.

Harrison Clark turned around and looked at Star with a slightly confused look.

We didn’t discuss this part before. What’s with the small group staying after the big conference?

That speech just now already exhausted my politician talents, okay?

You don’t even consult me beforehand; I have no plan for this.

“Star, what’s the meaning of this?”

He asked in his heart.

“There’s no other purpose; you just need to get to know these people quickly. Almost all of the currently existing Guides are here, and the other non-Guides are also leaders in various industries. You should memorize their names and faces. In case the Shadow Galaxy doesn’t hold out until you arrive this time, and you never see these people, you can still prepare more for next time.”

Harrison Clark stared.

Is this so realistic?

So I’m just a humanoid USB stick that can store time data streams?

“Is this really useful? It’s too utilitarian, isn’t it? Utilitarianism is not the way to go!”

Harrison Clark grumbled in his heart.

Star: “Just give it a try; none of your flesh will fall off.”

Harrison Clark coughed lightly, “Alright, then.”

Star: “You find an appropriate reason, and then let these people introduce themselves to you in more detail. It’s best if you talk to each person, which will help deepen your memory.”

“Hmm.”

With a light cough, Harrison Clark said to the nearly thousand people before him: “Although I absolutely believe in the abilities of everyone here, I need to know more about you. Please line up in the order you were originally standing in from back to front for your introductions.”

Star interjected in his mind, “You haven’t given a reason yet!”

Harrison Clark smiled faintly, thinking, “You think too much. A sage need not have a reason for their actions. If my every move can be seen through by others, what kind of sage would I be?”

Star: “True.”

Including Mr. Green, none of the high-ranking officials of the Morrowind Empire questioned it and resolutely started to line up, forming a long line.

It was a strange sight.

No one could imagine that the top leadership who ruled over an empire of thirty-five trillion people would line up in front of one person like elementary school students, appearing very childish.

Harrison Clark’s scalp tingled a bit.

There were two reasons for his unease.

First, almost everyone here in the Empire holds significant power and can be considered the cream of the crop. With nearly a thousand people, even if each person only took thirty seconds to introduce themselves, it would still take 500 minutes – or over eight hours. The scene would be comical, akin to King Zhou You’s prank of playing with fire to make a beauty laugh.

Second, the more cooperative people are with his “inappropriate” demands, the more it exposes the deep reverence the people hold for him as a sage.

This situation made him uncomfortable and ill at ease.

Harrison Clark let the people line up from back to front according to their original standing positions because he thought there might be more new faces in the back, and it seemed appropriate to start with new faces first.

Little did he know that the first person to come up to him would be…

“Sir…Lord Sage, h-hello, I…I am Second Lieutenant Daniel Thompson, an instructor from Black Bear Training Base… I am… I’m engaged in… ”

Harrison Clark suddenly covered his face.

Ah, my eyes are burning.

Lion, what happened to you?

You’re still in the Black Bear Training Base, which means you’ve successfully returned to your position, but why is it that your immediate superior, my baby mama, has been promoted to Third Marshal, and you’re still just a Lieutenant? Still an instructor? Only second-class?

What have you been doing for the past hundred years?

Slacking off?

It’s not like you, Lion. With your character, you can’t be slacking off.

You used to be the number one instructor for humanity!