I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 972 - 603: The Sole Survivor

Chapter 972 -603: The Sole Survivor

Time was running out, and there were still more than thirty intact tardigrades left. Tiffany Bell couldn’t possibly kill all of them before the estimated time.

Moreover, the previously bisected tardigrades that had temporarily lost their mobility were regenerating.

Once the primordial energy characterized by colorful light dissipated to a certain extent, it stopped expanding and began to regroup on a small scale. Then, it took on the form of numerous cotton-like shapes and floated through cosmic space.

It looked like a slow-motion snowstorm of goose feathers from afar.

The snowflakes in the “air” gradually melted and shrank.

Data captured from the battlefield monitoring device showed that the energy stored within the shrinking snowflakes was continuously decreasing but not disappearing. Instead, it appeared directly inside the wounded tardigrades, crossing through space.

The injured areas of the tardigrades were recovering at an incredibly fast rate.

This was the first time humans had encountered something with both material and energy-form characteristics.

Its regenerative trait was disheartening, but it was within the command center’s expectations.

Fortunately, the fleet’s shield had been repaired and the adhesive sensors had been successfully removed.

The only mission left was to eliminate the tardigrade forces with cross-space pursuit capabilities.

This was clearly impossible to achieve. Retreating was the only option, even though it risked being pursued by the tardigrades. Better that than letting them break through the shields and protective layers and directly attack. The technical staff had yet to determine the upper limit of the tardigrades’ energy absorption, and the possibility of the entire fleet being drained was not excluded.

The possibility of being pursued was over 80%, but there was no other way.

The fleet was about to withdraw, and the notice had already been issued in advance to the soldiers who had exited their ships.

Considering that they had already abandoned the idea of annihilating the tardigrades, the notice clearly stated that the surviving soldiers could immediately terminate their missions and return to the safety of the fleet’s shields. Then, they could enter the fleet’s compound curvature coverage and withdraw with the main force.

However, this tactical guidance was not a compulsory order, and it presented a second option.

The large-scale Disintegration Bomb, which was about to be completed, had a 5% chance of destroying the tardigrades.

But to detonate the bomb, the last step of the chain reaction catalysis process needed to be completed, taking 3.3 seconds. Therefore, the soldiers could decide for themselves whether or not to stay in place until the bomb was finally detonated.

Quentin Cooper left the decision to the soldiers.

Without any hesitation, the remaining thirty-plus soldiers and armored pilots decided to stay behind.

However, they needed to do one more thing before that.

Tiffany Bell was still piloting the T100, moving up and down, preventing the tardigrades from advancing.

Although she couldn’t completely eradicate the enemy, her effort bought the others enough time and space for the Disintegration Bomb.

At that moment, her armor’s energy reserves were down to 10%. According to their previous routine, the remaining soldiers should have begun to dismantle the energy modules of their own armor, waiting for her to return and collect it.

But this time, they didn’t. Instead, they split into two groups: one to surround the Disintegration Bomb and complete the chain reaction catalysis process, and the other to gradually converge in the direction of Tiffany Bell and the tardigrades.

9%, 8%…3%.

In just a single second, Tiffany Bell’s energy reserve continuously dropped to a dangerous level.

However, since her subconscious mind did not detect the super energy module provided by the Heritage Plan during training, it did not control her to return for energy, instead continuing to charge forward.

Her only failure in every past simulation had always been “killed.”

Dying from exhausted armor energy was something she had experienced countless times.

But this time was no different.

The only difference was that it was a real death, not a simulated one.

All of a sudden, the T100 came to an abrupt halt mid-stride and stopped.

The Actual Energy blade in the extended mechanical arm of its armor quickly retracted and extinguished.

In the blink of an eye, all thirty-six engines hummed to a stop.

The T100’s energy reading had dropped to 0.02%.

Its life support system was the only thing still functioning in the entire armor.

Despite being in a simulated training environment, Tiffany Bell’s subconscious mind was still trying to control the armor in vain, attempting to shut down the life support system and transfer the remaining energy to the weapon system.

However, the training system had added a new setting this time, preventing her actions from taking effect.

Outside, the suppressed tardigrades finally found their chance. The remaining tardigrades formed six groups and began to regather their beams.

Just then, an armored soldier who had been waiting anxiously completed an ultra-short range warp, appearing beside the T100.

This was a spider-mimicry bionic armor.

Originally, the armor had eight legs, each with powerful, multifunctional thrusters capable of mid-range shooting and providing extra thrust for overloading maneuvers.

Unfortunately, only the upper half of the spider bionic armor appeared next to the T100, with only two long legs remaining.

The armor was sheared cleanly at the chest, its edges smooth, with no signs of radial cracks.

This soldier encountered the riskiest accident in ultra-short range warp technology, known as the Basic Interaction Fracture Zone.

It was nicknamed “The Slice Surgeon” in the military.

The defining characteristic of the Fracture Zone was that in an absolutely flat plane, the basic interaction force between matter and energy temporarily reduced to zero. Its essence was the disappearance of Actual Energy.

When viewed by the human eye, any material or energy field that comes into contact with the Fracture Zone would be easily and unobstructedly cut, hence the nickname “The Slice Surgeon”. Its cutting power was even stronger than the unified force cutter and Actual Energy blade edge.

The basic principle was not complicated, but humans had yet to achieve it.

At the severed edge, aside from the structure of the armor itself, there was a white-and-red elliptical cylinder, the bisected abdomen of the soldier controlling the spider bionic armor.

He was very unlucky.

Due to the vacuum pressure difference, blood mist and tissue fluid were spraying out from the severed end.

But he could still be saved; the emergency system inside the armor was quickly closing the break, and countless organic fiber tubes were rapidly extending from the broken part of his combat suit, secreting solid gel to close the break, minimizing the blood loss and temporarily replace the lost organs.

Yet, this soldier ignored his injuries and activated the last two leg thrusters on his armor at an overload capacity.

“Warning! Buffer curvature bubble has not been restored, and the acceleration is too fast. Operator, you will be subject to overload acceleration impact, and the mortality rate is 100%. Do you wish to continue this operation?”

A swift warning was transmitted to him through the thought link.

“Yes!”

The next moment, the half-broken spider bionic armor accelerated forward like a missile.

Only 0.2 seconds later, the bionic armor reached a terrifying speed of one-tenth of the speed of light just by relying on the thrust.

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Without the buffering protection of the curvature bubble, the armor almost instantaneously fell apart, and even experienced the phenomenon of the material transforming into an energy state under the overpowering pressure.

The soldier died in an instant.

The “beam” transformed from the spider bionic armor brutally hit T100.

This “beam” was like a torrent, pushing T100 to accelerate.

The heavily damaged T100 quickly disintegrated, but the curvature bubble near the cockpit was supported by emergency energy and opened on its own.

A sphere with a diameter of 2.3 meters turned into a streak of light in the cosmos, directly crashing into the shield of the Nameless Fleet.

This sphere was the T100 cockpit.

Fifteen of the other thirty or so mobile personnel also completed the ultra-short range warp, blocking the area near the cockpit.

The entangled light speed fired by Tardigrade arrived, but these fifteen personnel took it all with their battle armors.

0.5 seconds before the fleet started the engine, T100’s cockpit successfully entered the shield and was covered by the curvature bubble of the outermost small shuttle.

0.5 seconds later.

The enormous fleet flashed intensely in space and vanished.

After another 1.6 seconds, the cosmos trembled.

An invisible giant storm expanded at several dozen times the speed of light, continually expanding, devouring, and disintegrating the cosmic space.

The annihilation bomb was successfully detonated.

Tiffany Bell woke up seven days later.

As she opened her eyes, the Horizon Galaxy battle report appeared before her eyes.

“Casualties: 266 humans, 1 survivor.

Deceased list: White Elephant, Mountain Centipede, Huang Guang, Qiu Zhonghua…

Compound-Eyed Observer casualties: the Horizon Star destroyed, plant life and Crystal Tardigrade disappeared. Space within 0.89 light-years radius of the Horizon Galaxy has entered a null state.”

Subsequently, there was a battle simulation video and analysis data obtained from the T100 cockpit’s database by the command center.

After watching all of this, Tiffany Bell leaned silently against the pillow.

After a long while, she finally spoke in a muttered voice, “I’m not good enough. If only I could’ve been faster…”

At that moment, Johnny Gavin and Oliver Thompson, who had learned that she was awake, hurried into the medical room.

These were the last two members of her squad.

“Big sister, you’re finally awake! Are you okay?”

Johnny Gavin seemed very excited and agitated.

Oliver, although a little more restrained, still looked at Tiffany with an unusually admiring and delighted gaze.

Tiffany gave Johnny Gavin an icy look, “Why are you happy? Why am I the only one who survived? Why! So many people died! How can you still laugh?”

Johnny Gavin’s expression froze.

Quentin Cooper, who was holding a general’s uniform outside the door and was about to step inside with a smile on his face, also stopped abruptly.

In the distant Cetus.

Star: “She’s truly worthy of being your disciple, so good at blaming herself.”

Harrison Clark shook his head, “Like me in the past, but not like me now.”

“But she will eventually become like you now, and in the human form.”

“Yes.”

During these seven days, Star had secretly conducted a deep analysis of Tiffany Bell’s thinking and reached a conclusion.

To entrust everything to instinct and intuition is essentially using the human brain to simulate a quantum brain. The mechanism of action is different from the forced distortion of the Song of the Wilderness, and the demonstrated abilities are also different. However, the ultimate direction is similar. People will lose their inherent emotions, leaving only pseudo-emotions that exist based on data simulation.

In the past few decades, Harrison Clark was becoming colder and more bloodthirsty, just like the quantized version of himself in the previous timeline.

Tiffany Bell would be like this too.

But at the moment, Harrison Clark and Star were not sure about the changes a person’s brain would undergo with a more proactive approach to quantumization.