I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 998 - 618 Transforming into a Beam of Light_1
Chapter 998: Chapter 618: Transforming into a Beam of Light_1
Chapter 998 -618: Transforming into a Beam of Light_1
Embryo Cultivation Room.
The situation here had changed drastically from before.
The culturing chamber had disappeared into thin air.
Bean-sized embryos lost their support but still hung in midair.
The nutritious liquid that used to surround the embryos had also vanished.
Nine hundred nutrition output tubes connected to the embryo chamber were open, and a large amount of highly concentrated nutritious liquid was spraying out from the tube openings.
However, not a single drop of liquid fell onto the floor of the cultivation room.
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The energy liquid gushing out like water from a floodgate was completely absorbed by the resurrected embryos, similar to the Crystal Tardigrade.
The absorption problem troubling the Nutrition Group was effortlessly resolved.
Because the embryos’ essence had now become miniature Crystal Tardigrades, they could absorb energy and transform matter into energy for absorption.
The many failed nutritious liquid formulas tested before and the vast amount of stored materials were now all being utilized.
There was no longer a need for precise ratios or complete dissolution—no need for solution blending. A little water was enough to enter the pipeline for delivery.
In the tiny cultivation room, a whirlpool of nutritious liquid formed.
The embryos were at its center.
Without a sound, an injection port at the top of the cultivation room gradually opened, spraying out a transparent liquid.
Unseen by the naked eye, Haila cell mutation DNA chains flowed into the cultivation chamber in the solution, and with great speed, they surged toward the embryo following the vortex’s flow direction.
At this moment, Corpse Planet’s flight speed had reached 299,700 kilometers per second, almost reaching the speed of light.
James Wright lay down on the bed next to Lila Brown’s.
His eyelids struggled to open and close.
He was tired.
It seemed as if every cell in his body was telling him that it was time to sleep.
James Wright now knew the reason and understood that if he slept now, it would be an eternal slumber.
The more the physical speed approached the speed of light, the more matter’s stretched proportion would expand exponentially.
His body had been stretched too long; even a single cell had become a line stretching millions of kilometers in length.
Each nerve signal transmission had turned into a distant Long March.
However, James Wright clenched his teeth, trying his best to keep his thoughts clear—even if it took him more than ten seconds of “delay” to complete a single train of thought.
He was still waiting for the right moment.
He stared at the management system’s modeling in front of him.
The green light dots representing his colleagues’ lives were extinguished one by one.
These light dots were like the long-life lamps in ancient palaces—to lose a lamp was to lose a person.
However, the nutrition supply on the embryo chamber side remained stable, and the injection of Haila genes continued to progress in an orderly manner.
Scanning the embryo’s modeling, the fusion of the Haila gene and the embryo was evident.
In the world of virtual energy, the once invincible Haila DNA had changed, no longer as dominant; it was still reduced to the source energy. However, it carried more information than regular source energy.
This information successfully interfered with the virtual energy organization inside the embryo.
As the fusion rate continued to increase, when it exceeded 99%, the virtual energy cells finally started actively dividing again.
At that moment, a piercing sound rang through the Primitive Gene Research Institute’s base again.
This was not an alarm but the final reminder before reaching the speed of light.
1 second later, Corpse Planet’s flight speed was 299,792,458 meters/second.
It officially reached the speed of light.
James Wright “fell asleep.”
But before he fell asleep, his pre-conveyed thoughts completed the final step of operation, activating the research institute’s entire stockpile of energy, injecting the embryos in an instant, turning them back into actual energy form.
Under the monitoring of countless external detectors, including electromagnetic waves, optics, and quantum scanning methods, the Corpse Planet and eighteen Worm Type 3 Spaceships vanished into thin air in the universe.
In its place was an intensely condensed beam of light.
No one knew how long the light was.
Starting from the disappearing location of the Corpse Planet, the light continued advancing like Pinocchio’s nose, piercing deep into the universe.
Millions of kilometers, tens of millions of kilometers, hundreds of millions of kilometers…
A year passed.
Two years passed.
The light was still lengthening, like an everlasting laser flashlight.
Under all of humanity’s monitoring methods, it was merely an ordinary-looking beam of light.
No one knew where its end was.
Perhaps, if there were no obstacles, it could reach the edge of the universe.
Star watched the light recede with several years of attention.
Then, Star wrote the story of the Primitive Gene Research Institute in her confidential database, putting it together with Harrison Clark’s memories.
A sense of guilt welled up in Star’s heart.
She had disappointed Lila Brown.
Lila wanted to leave her mark in history, but now the story of her, James Wright, and everyone else had become a secret.
In fact, most of the external staff involved in this project didn’t know it was related to the revival plan of the great minds.
The few who knew didn’t need anyone to read out confidentiality rules—common sense told them anything related to the great minds was humanity’s highest level of secrecy.
In the battle of civilization, there will always be nameless heroes in places unknown to others, sacrificing themselves for the most noble goals in ways no one knows.
