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

Chapter 720: Chapter 441: If I Fall, There Will Be Countless Others Like Me【5100 Words, Seeking Monthly Tickets】_2

No need for Harrison Clark to give them a lesson, this generation of the Salvation Association had a new idea.

The significance of our sacrifice is not just for the victory of the next timeline but also for the victory of our own generation.

As long as the escaping Earthlings can quietly establish even just one thriving colony in a place where the Compound-Eyed Observers cannot find them, and as long as humans can still exist in the universe, we will have achieved ultimate victory.

When Harrison Clark first observed the Morrowind Empire’s star map, he discovered some information streams outside the map.

These streams denoted so-called scientific exploration spacecraft that had already ventured beyond the 5,000-light-year territory, carrying not only the mission of exploration but also the responsibility of bringing the seeds of civilization with them.

The exploration spacecraft were organized in groups of a hundred people, equipped with the most experienced, reliable navigators, controllers, and mechanics, as well as engineers from various fields capable of establishing a complete colony, each equipped with an independent Quantum Intelligence Star sub-body.

Each ship also carried at least a hundred thousand or even several hundred thousand frozen embryos.

With the 20 times the speed of light performance of these spacecraft, it would take at least hundreds of years and the efforts of three generations to travel to the Perseus Arm and the Sagittarius Arm.

Members of these small vessels would spend their entire lives in confined spaces on the journey, which was undeniably long and arduous, but success was within reach as long as they lived.

However, ahead of the ships represented by the threads of information outside Harrison Clark’s observed domain, there were many long-range spacecraft that had set out earlier and traveled at slightly slower speeds.

They had long since voluntarily severed contact with the Orion Arm.

Similarly, some ships traveling at 20 times the speed of light and launched at the same time severed contact with the Orion Arm, quietly submerged, and never returned.

Some were bait, while others were the true seeds.

Everyone had a different mission.

The entire massive escape plan designed by the Escape Research Institute not only complied with probability theory but also gambled with luck, full of wisdom.

In the eighth timeline, humans merely needed to leave the solar system for Proxima Centauri, yet countless Striver Spaceships fell victim to various uncontrollable cosmic natural disasters along the way.

This time, humans were leaving the Orion Arm.

Unknown dangers lurking in different galactic arms surpassed human imagination.

The massive black holes in the Galactic Center occasionally releasing gamma-ray bursts when a star is devoured, distortions in gravity causing the destruction of curvature subspace, seemingly empty but actually moving colossal dark energy rivers that transport dead stars…

In addition to these natural disasters, intelligence from destroyed escape vessels trickled in before their demise.

For the first time, the spherical battleships mentioned by the ancient Harrison Clark appeared, roaming between the Orion Arm and the Perseus Arm, hunting down the escape vessels.

Moreover, five days after the destruction of the Proxima Centauri system, all 100 angular warships that had annihilated Proxima Centauri dispersed outside the Morrowind Empire’s territory, blocking the path of humanity to the Perseus Arm and the Sagittarius Arm.

It seemed that the trajectory of humans using supercurved motion was completely controlled by the Compound Eye Prism Ships.

Even escape vessels that had severed contact with the Orion Arm were still found one after another.

But no one felt desperate; this had been expected from the start, and no one had illusions of easily escaping.

The scattered escape fleet swiftly decided to change their course, reverting from twenty times the speed of light to a regular propulsion that came infinitely close to the speed of light.

Being exposed to the natural cosmic disasters outside the protection of subspace, the threat level to escape vessels increased once again.

For humans to arrive at the next galactic arm, the journey would now take thousands of years.

Nevertheless, countless escape fleets continued to forge ahead.

No one knew how many of the escaping survivors would live.

But that wasn’t important.

With the nest cast aside, could all be considered dead?

Can anyone living in the Milky Way compromise?

As Harrison Clark reviewed the battle report, the second batch of Tier 3 fleets had just entered the battlefield less than fifteen days ago, taking over the duties of the rear military strength and holding back the Edge Ship Fleet that was wiping out the planetary systems and space stations in the warzone.

From then on, the war entered its second stage.

The Morrowind Empire named this stage “Stalemate”.

Humans refused to admit defeat.

As long as there was still one breath left among the 3.5 trillion people in the Orion Arm, it wouldn’t be considered a loss.

Millions of years ago, the Egyptian tribe that ruled the Milky Way Galaxy had been wiped out in the hands of the Compound Eye Civilization, who had yet to master the Prism Ship technology. The war went on for thousands of years.

The most ideal result of the war calculated by Star was that humans could hold out for about a hundred years.

It seemed that humans were much weaker than the Egyptian tribe, but this was not absolute; deeper reasons were at play.

Humans have evolved from a 0.7-tier civilization in the 21st century to now having a theoretical technological level of a Tier 3 civilization for just a thousand years.

Speed was an advantage and a disadvantage for humanity.

Earthlings had too little time to develop.

The strength of a civilization not only lies in its level of technology, but also in its territorial size.

Even if humans retained their current technological level, if their footprint extended throughout the Milky Way and their strategic depth encompassed the entire diameter of the Milky Way, the outcome would have been unpredictable.

In these short seven months, humans have demonstrated much stronger war potential and tenacity than the Egyptian tribe.

Tens of billions of years later, when civilizations from extragalactic galaxies watch this war through optical-electrical signals, they too will be amazed by humanity’s determination and talent for warfare.