I Really Didn’t Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World - Chapter 773

Chapter 773: Chapter 467: The Gradual Departure of the Head Warrior【5000 Words】_1

At this moment, Harrison Clark’s job as a USB flash drive is nearing its end. He has gradually noted down the people he needs to remember. Next, he will look at a list of 100,000 top talents from the DF-711 Fortress Ship, Ourten Galaxy, Black Turtle Galaxy, and various fields of the Morrowind Empire over the past century. He’s sure he’ll remember them, but he’s not sure how many of them he can bring into the next timeline.

In fact, some people may have been around all along, but Harrison Clark didn’t know or recognize them at first. When he suddenly recognized them later, he thought it was due to his USB flash drive effect.

The USB drive effect may be an illusion that cannot be falsified or verified.

For example, Neville Brown, Bainesta, and Horatio in the Eighth Timeline.

Perhaps these people have always been there, occupying important positions, but Harrison Clark didn’t recognize or remember them, so they might as well not exist.

This is still extreme idealism – existence only occurs upon perception.

At this time, there are less than a hundred people left in the square, already the cream of the crop of the Morrowind Empire.

Many old acquaintances of Harrison Clark are among the crowd.

Needham Brown is now a general, second only to the rank of marshal in the hierarchy of military leaders and ranked last among the generals of the same level, indicating his high status in the military,

He is about the same age as Harrison Clark, but still looks middle-aged despite being over a hundred years old.

Compared to other military leaders, Needham Brown is neatly dressed, but his hair is messy and unkempt.

Harrison Clark feels that Needham Brown demonstrates a certain principle.

Character is hard to change, and time does not make people mature; on the contrary, it only amplifies their stubbornness.

This cunning fellow probably still wants to have a go with him, to experience the skills of the number one human warrior who has experienced multiple timelines.

Mr. Clark finds this quite tiresome. This man is simply asking for trouble, anyway, you can’t possibly be my rival…

Wait a second.

Harrison Clark quickly goes through Needham Brown’s resume.

Okay, it’s dazzling, cool, and domineering.

Before, Star told Harrison Clark that since the outbreak of war in 3020, many soldiers and commanders from the Shadow Galaxy went out and joined the battlefield.

Rationalists opposed this, arguing that the Shadow Galaxy should preserve as much manpower as possible before waiting for Harrison Clark.

But the opposition was ineffective, and the strategy of going out was almost unanimously approved by the military, without any rebuttal.

The soldiers had reasonable grounds for this decision.

People from other parts of the Empire are fighting on their own territories, sacrificing themselves for the Shadow Galaxy, and trading their lives for information.

It is precisely because people outside are struggling that they can attract the firepower of the Compound-Eyed Army and allow the Shadow Galaxy to develop securely.

Soldiers regard war as their bounden duty, and dying in battle is their glory and final destination.

Although the importance of the Shadow is self-evident, we cannot hide like a turtle and watch others die for us.

Nobody is nobler than anybody else.

We cannot indulge ourselves in watching others charge into battle only to reap the fruits of victory in the end.

Our actions must be worthy of the sacrifices others make for us.

Moreover, since we claim to be elites, can’t we get more information than others?

Lastly, without the trial of war and the sharpening of life-and-death situations, even with the best equipment, we cannot perform the desired combat power. Wouldn’t that be shameful to our ancestors, other soldiers, researchers, and the workers who made this equipment?

Such reasons make it difficult to refute them.

Thus, military commanders and soldiers quietly left the Shadow Galaxy. They first used the Empire’s registration system to randomly select their preferred or available battlegrounds, and then joined the battle as ordinary soldiers and junior commanders, struggling step by step towards the top.

In this century, nearly 130 billion military personnel have grown from old to young in the Shadow Galaxy. Among them, more than 110 billion have gone out at least once, with a total of tens of trillions of roundtrips.

Some have become famous outside and have climbed up the ranks.

Others have been buried in foreign lands, their heroic souls drifting in the depths of the universe.

This kind of action continued until 3118 when the Compound Eyed Observer began destroying human Stargates and gradually came to an end.

Among the nearly 20 billion people who never left, some were reserves, and an extremely small number were like Daniel Thompson, with various reasons.

The difficulty for Lion to get promoted lies in this.

Lion does want to go out and charge into the battle, but reality doesn’t allow it.

Of the 110 billion people who have gone out and returned successfully, there are nearly 30 billion. The other nearly 80 billion have already been buried together with their comrades from other galaxies in foreign lands.

The price paid is heavy, but the gains are quite substantial.

Nowadays, there are 40 billion soldiers in the Shadow Galaxy, half of the total population of the galaxy.

Most of these 40 billion soldiers are the elite who have returned from the battlefield, each of them is skilled in battle and unparalleled in bravery.

Each soldier who has experienced the flames of war and successfully returned to the Shadow Galaxy has more or less witnessed the methods of the Compound-Eyed Observer and personally experienced the oppression of the enemy on the battlefield. They have a deep understanding of various enemy weapons and have engraved different coping strategies deep in their souls.