I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 949 - 585: Heavy Rain_1

Chapter 949: Chapter 585: Heavy Rain_1

After the other party finished speaking, there was no more sound.

Harrison Clark’s virtual world changed once again, becoming a familiar yet unfamiliar environment.

In the deep, dark universe, a blue planet circled slowly around the sun in space.

It was Earth.

The view zoomed in quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the scene before Harrison Clark became a primitive forest.

In the forest, a group of ancient primates was building wooden houses around a giant tree.

It was a very large tribe, with at least three hundred individuals.

It seemed that the tribe had just migrated from a distant place and needed to build a new home quickly.

The scene was bustling and lively.

Some ancient primates were dragging wood from a distance, while others sat cross-legged on the ground, grinding wooden sticks in their hands, trying to make them sharp.

Some female ancient primates with barely any clothes were holding their children on one side, feeding them.

Aside from these young and juvenile primates, in the center of the occupied forest clearing, there was also a group of elderly primates who were obviously out of place among the others.

They gathered together, sometimes looking up at the sky, sometimes calculating, and sometimes reluctantly exchanging information with different pronunciations.

Compared to the busy young primates, the elderly seemed too leisurely and lazy.

It was outrageous.

However, what really set humans apart from other animals was not their upright walking or the use of tools.

Monkeys can also use stones to break walnuts and sticks to pry open rocks.

But why have monkeys remained monkeys while ancient primates eventually became humans? The fundamental reason is that humans gradually recognized the value of knowledge and began to value the experience accumulated by the elderly, instead of simply judging the value of each individual to the tribe by their physical strength alone.

In the harsh environment of ancient times, living longer than other ancient primates was not just due to good luck.

Elderly primates were usually outstanding in their youth, with physical advantages, and their intelligence and reactions far exceeded their peers.

For example, a group of ancient primates was being chased by a tiger.

Those who ran fast survived.

Those who reacted promptly and knew how to dodge the tiger’s chase route and clung to a tree that the tiger couldn’t reach also survived.

Those who fell or were left behind and caught during the escape were eliminated when they were young or juvenile.

In an era when ancient primates had an average lifespan of only ten years, every ancient primate who lived to the age of twenty had something unique about them.

Civilization needs time to accumulate knowledge.

Collective knowledge does not come out of thin air, and most of it comes from the elderly.

In times when food is abundant, the lives of the elderly themselves are valuable treasures.

The elderly primates that Harrison Clark saw now represented important information related to the civilization process, such as language, writing, and survival philosophy, and were accumulating them at a rapid pace.

Suddenly, one of the elderly primates, with his body covered in dry fur and emaciated like dried wood, stood up abruptly.

He looked up at the sky with a frown, his fur standing on end.

The sky was clear blue with white clouds and the sun was shining bright, seemingly with nothing unusual.

The tall ancient primate, who was in charge of supervising the construction of the shelter while also carrying wood from the front, quickly walked over and spoke nervously and respectfully.

The old primate ignored him and continued to observe the sky.

After a long time, the old primate finally responded and muttered something.

The tall ancient primate’s face suddenly showed a terrified expression, and he immediately began shouting and running through the tribal campgrounds.

Many ancient primates stopped building their shelters and began to gather.

The tall ancient primate directed the elderly primates to stand on a jagged rock.

The elderly primates then spoke to the other tribe members at a very fast pace.

Some primates understood, while others seemed unsure of the meaning and needed explanations from others before they gradually understood.

Afterward, the ancient primates quickly got busy, each gathering their portable tools and food reserves and heading straight for the distant mountains.

Without hesitation, they abandoned the shelters and camp that were halfway built.

About three hours later, the ancient primate tribe arrived at the mountainside.

This mountain was the highest peak in the surrounding area of a hundred miles, and due to years of wind and rain, much of its composition was made of rocks.

The mountainside had a natural, enormous cave.

But inside the cave dwelled a family of bears.

The ancient primate tribe had known about the cave and the bears for a long time, but they had always avoided them.

Nevertheless, this time, the young and strong males of the ancient primate tribe attacked the bears fiercely with rocks and sharpened wooden sticks.

There was a male and a female bear, both very large in size. The male bear was nearly three and a half meters tall when standing up, and the female bear was over two meters tall.

There were also three young bears, which were almost as tall as adult ancient primates when standing up.

The enemy was far from weak, and the battle would not end quickly.

As the two sides fought for ten minutes, the sky suddenly changed dramatically, filling with dark clouds and thunder and lightning.

At first, large raindrops fell intermittently, but within a few minutes, the rain became extremely dense, splattering on the soil and rocks as if a faucet was gushing water.

Amidst the torrential rain, the battle between the ancient primates and the bears raged on.

Nearly a hundred meters away from the battlefield, at the foot of the mountainside, the elderly, women, and children of the ancient primate tribe stood in the torrential rain, watching the battle from afar with anxious expressions. Some children, not yet of age, were eager to help but were firmly held back by adults.

The battle between the two sides lasted for nearly an hour.

After losing nearly thirty young and strong ancient primates, the tribe finally killed the male and female bears.

The two adult bears lay on the ground, their bodies covered in scars, and their faces unrecognizable.

Of the three young bears, one was no longer breathing, and the other two seemed to have only a short breath left, with sharp wooden spears sticking into their mouths, and their lives were likely to be shortlived.The number of young and strong ancient apes that fell on the mountainside was even greater, each of them mutilated and pitiful.

Their bright red blood, under the washing of the rain, flowed down the mountain, forming a red stream. It was unclear whether it was the blood of the ancient apes or the bears.

The old, weak, women, and children, as well as the still able-bodied young and strong began to step on the bloodwater and head towards the cave.

Along the way, the ancient apes wiped their tears as they continuously picked up the broken wooden spears and shattered stone knives that had fallen on the ground.

Some people struggled to carry the bodies of their fallen companions towards the cave, but they were stopped by the palms of other ancient apes.

The rain outside was getting heavier and the visibility for humans was less than two meters. No sound could be heard in their ears, as if there was only the pitter-patter of rain in the world.

Harrison Clark watched the scene in silence, at a loss for what to say.

He had imagined countless times the struggle for survival of human ancestors in nature, and had seen many movies and TV shows depicting it.

But without a doubt, the images shown to him by the Fish Star People were not hypothetical. They had truly brought Harrison Clark’s consciousness back millions of years, allowing him to witness a seemingly insignificant but thrilling chapter of human history.

Harrison Clark had not only seen, but also personally participated in countless cosmic wars.

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However, inexplicably, he felt a strong sense of tragic heroism from this primitive, ancient battle between simple wooden spears, stones, and sharp claws.

The Fish Star People had truly participated in the process of human civilization and would not act without purpose.

Therefore, this tribe of ancient apes was undoubtedly the real ancestor of humanity.

There were many ancient ape tribes, but only this one evolved into humans.

Other ancient ape tribes either took a wrong path in the evolution process or unfortunately perished in some disaster.

Drought, floods, changes in earth’s veins, starving wolf packs…

Each disaster could destroy the budding human civilization.

Harrison Clark could guess what would happen next.

This heavy rain would last for a long time.

The earth would become marshland.

The soil and vegetation would undergo a dramatic change.

The diversity of life on Earth would also transform drastically.

But, the ancient ape tribe that responded in time and successfully climbed to high ground eventually persisted and, after millions of years of development, produced him, Harrison Clark, and the Orion Arm Humans.

Harrison Clark couldn’t help but wonder if, perhaps millions of years later, when humans look back at the war between the Morrowind Empire and the Compound-Eyed Observer in the Earth and Milky Way, whether the humans of today would appear in the hearts of future generations as those ancient apes wielding wooden spears, and the Compound-Eyed Observer would be seen as the “fragile” giant bears.

Would the future generations have the same sense of vicissitudes as they watch their ancient ancestors from millions of years ago bravely charging forward with their spears in the face of disaster?

What would future generations think?

Harrison Clark thought about how fortunate humanity was.

If the elder’s reaction had been a bit slower.

If the tall ancient ape leader had not trusted the elder’s judgment.

If the brave warriors who had generously fought to the death had been a little weaker and had retreated, ultimately exhausting all their strength but still not being able to kill the giant bear.

If any of these situations had occurred, humanity would not have had an “if” anymore.

Harrison Clark watched as all the ancient apes stumbled into the cave.

He took a deep breath, bending slightly.

Anyway, as a warrior from the Milky Way era, he wanted to express his heartfelt respect to these warriors who similarly saved the fate of human civilization in ancient times.

Perhaps they couldn’t even speak or understand any language, nor know the meaning of the so-called respect.

Perhaps they only knew that when their tribe needed them, even if they faced giant bears that could crush them with a slap, they had to wield their fragile wooden spears and step forward.

They would never be able to imagine that their descendants could wear battle armor and destroy the heavens and the earth.

They seemed so vulnerable, but the courage they showed when charging forward also turned the tide.

Subsequently, several ancient apes climbed out again, using vines to tie up the bodies of the five giant bears and slowly dragging them into the cave.

The heavy rain continued to fall.

It was unknown what madness nature had unleashed.

This torrential rain lasted for an entire month.

In this month, the world outside was flooded, and landscapes changed dramatically.

On the seventh day, the elder who had first pointed out the impending disaster walked out of the cave with a fever of 41 degrees Celsius, stepping into the heavy rain.

He had already had a high fever for seven days, and he knew he was going to die soon.

Two hours later, he dragged the floating corpses of two rabbits back to the entrance of the cave.

What was once plains and mountains now turned into an isolated island in the vast ocean.

The earthen humps in the distance had collapsed, and within dozens of miles nearby, only this rocky mountain still stood tall.

The elder placed the rabbits at the entrance of the cave, then walked further away.

Walking a few dozen meters down the mountain, he fell down with his face up.

He fell in the rainwater, never getting up again, eventually being swallowed by the rising waterline and washed away.

In this month, the ancient apes in the cave consumed all the stored food, ate the bears, and ate everything they could find on the mountain.

More and more young and old apes ventured out of the cave.

Some apes returned, either empty-handed or carrying something, even if it was just a tree root.

Some apes didn’t return, their whereabouts unknown.

The original number of nearly 300 ancient apes dropped to just over 130 in this month, of which more than 80 were still juveniles.

Harrison Clark looked anxiously at the sky.

He didn’t know when the rain would stop.

If it continued, humanity’s ancestors would disappear from the long river of history.