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

Chapter 247: Chapter 188: Galaxy Humans

Translator: 549690339 I

The escape continued.

Harrison Clark and the escape pod moved faster and faster.

There is some resistance in the vacuum of space, but this resistance can be ignored before the speed reaches a certain level.

Moreover, the escape pod also has a complete composite energy field shield, which can greatly disperse cosmic dust and further reduce resistance.

In theory, they can keep accelerating until they reach the theoretical limit of 0.7 times the speed of light.

But Harrison’s situation was not easy; on the contrary, it was getting worse.

The cover operation led by Needham Brown, with 17 million human warriors, seemed to have a grand scale but had little effect.

The Invader Warship’s movement remained stable, its speed gradually increasing, and any blockade it encountered became futile.

Seeing that there was no chance of success, some considered venturing deeper into the universe.

This new order from Needham’s successor commander instructed more distant battle units to abandon fighting and flee as far as possible.

Other units maintained the original plan and continued their desperate charges.

However, the invaders were not concerned about these individuals fleeing.

It is impossible to know the reason now.

Perhaps the intruders’ detection equipment was too strong, and they had already seen that the energy reserves of the Morrowind warriors and bee swarm fighters were insufficient to support them leaving the Solar System and reaching the next stellar system.

No matter how far they escaped, they would still be unable to avoid the fate of becoming dead objects in the universe.

As the Invader Warship focused over 80% of its attention on Harrison Clark and his companions, the situation worsened rapidly.

The number of particle-interference bombs blocking their way increased.

It was no longer just one bomb at a time, but a continuous increase.

Two, three, four…

And the way the bombs were set up became more complex and varied.

It was no longer just a straight line prediction, but a small bait bomb in front, followed by a massive bomb on the side as the real killer move.

When there were three, they could be arranged sequentially or distributed in parallel.

With four…

The opponents’ attacks were increasing, and Harrison’s pressure was growing.

But still, he could withstand it, though it became more and more difficult.

In many cases, he had to switch positions quickly: block one side and immediately block the other.

The people in the escape pod were fine; the amplitude of the maneuvering wasn’t too large, and the mostly elderly passengers, sitting in fixed chairs, could tolerate it.

But Harrison was suffering.

Only heaven knows how much pressure such high-frequency, small-scale relocation placed on his body.

Harrison had pushed the ultimate Morrowind system’s mobility to its limit.

Since Martha Owen’s team completed the final improvement, his customized Morrowind system’s performance had completely surpassed the 34.81% limit of his gene awakening.

Now, as he attempted to explosively test the equipment’s limit, every maneuver inflicted terrifying impact on his mind and body.

Harrison’s situation resembled Needham in the overdrive battle they had fought, both pushing their potential to the limit.

When he made small-range transfers, the impact he experienced could no longer be simply expressed with G values, almost reaching the effect of instant teleportation.

He was in pain, but he could still bear it.

Harrison’s endurance was forged from numerous past encounters with death.

As long as the pain didn’t surpass his past experiences, he could continue.

Having blocked another wave of the nine-star chain explosion, Harrison gasped for breath and opened the communication channel.

Nora Camp immediately asked, “How are you?”

Harrison: “I’m fine, I can hold on. I’m just worried about the equipment. Martha, hurry up and collect data on my Morrowind system’s status. See how much longer my equipment can last.”

Three seconds later, Martha took over the communication channel, answering rapidly, “You can rest assured. After our last improvement, we embedded adaptive material reinforcement. Although your individual soldier system’s weight keeps decreasing after each shock absorption, the adaptive material has gradually adapted to this level of explosion impact and has acquired certain assimilation properties – essentially completing a new round of material refining and enhancing performance.”

Harrison immediately responded, “Does that mean that after a while, I’ll be completely immune to the impact of the particle bombs?”

“Yes, over 90% of the impact energy will pass through you directly. It’s just a pity that there isn’t much Ou-179 alloy left, only enough for you to use. Otherwise, our Morrowind warriors would have had a chance…”

Harrison: “Let’s not talk about it. Now, the problem is, if I can’t block the impact, won’t you all be in danger?”

Martha calmly replied, “Yes, the escape pod will be destroyed, and we will die.”

Harrison was silent for a moment, then quickly asked, “What about the special frequency I mentioned earlier? Have you found that yet?”

Martha glanced back at Bernal Connor and the others, who were still busy at work, and honestly answered, “It’s difficult. No, too difficult. The whole space is filled with the aftermath of the explosion. It’s impossible to distinguish.”

“Is that so?”

Disappointed but not surprised, Harrison replied, “Keep trying, and don’t give up.”

The struggle continued..