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

Chapter 601: Chapter 387: Farewell_1

The first tremor was very slight.

Harrison Clark didn’t notice, but the Compound-Eyed Observer did.

However, the Compound-Eyed Observer didn’t care.

The Angular Warships still moved forward at 150,000 kilometers per second following their set trajectory and would reach the Dyson membrane’s location in 29 seconds.

Two polar space stations and a transit corridor were exactly located in three different grid spaces of the connection network.

During the advancement of the Prism Ship formation, the pale and subtle electric currents never ceased flowing, and bursts of large or small fiery clusters were occasionally seen along the way.

After being broken down into protons and neutrons, the materials would rapidly recombine into hydrogen atoms, hydrogen isotopes, helium atoms, and elements with larger atomic masses.

This intense nuclear fusion reaction ultimately generated the fiery clusters.

The “fuel” for the fusion clusters came from decomposed cosmic dust, floating metallic debris, damaged equipment, and human corpses, all broken down by the white electric currents.

The fire clusters ignited layer by layer behind the grid’s cutting edges.

As for the debris of the Spherical Battleships and the deadly Prismatic Area, they passed through the grid without a scratch and were now floating in outer space.

Pluto, Neptune, and Uranus transformed into enormous fiery clusters, as if three rapidly-burning miniature suns.

Near these three small suns, there were countless other smaller suns of various sizes, such as the ones that made up the Stellar Giant Cannon, Starry Sky Giant Cannon, Fortress Ship, Human Battleships, and others.

The vast Solar System was filled with numerous flames, becoming a three-dimensional sea of fire.

Not only was there sunlight in the Solar System’s space, but there were also terrifyingly bright flashes that illuminated the originally dim universe.

Chasing after the Angular Warships in vain, all Harrison Clark could see with his naked eyes was a vast expanse of whiteness.

The external temperature monitored by the Summit Colossus had already exceeded 2,000 degrees Celsius.

Of course, the vacuum of space itself had no temperature or heat transfer. The temperature monitoring was based on the temperature of nearby objects exposed to light.

The Dyson membrane, which could absorb solar energy and convert it into electricity and biological batteries, had been created by humans over 400 years ago but had never experienced such intense light.

The Dyson membrane could convert a percentage of the sunlight it received, but it had never been imagined that it would overload its energy absorption capabilities one day.

This required an excessively exaggerated total energy amount.

Harrison Clark hadn’t thought of it, but it was happening.

Less than a second after the first tremor of the Dyson membrane, the second one began.

The third time.

The fourth time.

…

Bang bang bang bang!

The tremors were like drums, becoming more and more intense and frequent.

With each tremor of the Dyson membrane, the quantum storms it triggered became stronger and stronger.

Even Harrison Clark, who was in a frenzied state due to the continuous pursuit, escape, and clashes, finally noticed the abnormality of the Dyson membrane.

He was first stunned, then suddenly recalled his previous experience.

He realized that, in the previous timeline, the Dyson membrane had already developed its thoughts and emotions.

It was only natural that this time, with the integration of some Z Bacteria genes, it would develop an autonomous consciousness.

Perhaps it was because the sunlight was too bright, or because it sensed the end of its life, that it awoke from its “slumber.”

Harrison Clark sighed.

It’s nice to have another companion, but it’s a bit late.

As he was thinking this, the situation in front of him changed drastically.

The Dyson membrane moved!

It began to shrink inward as well.

As it shrank, the Dyson membrane quickly separated from the polar space stations and dozens of transit stations.

After separating from the space stations, the membrane structure quickly reassembled, healing like a human body and rapidly forming a whole.

Outside the connection grid, Harrison Clark quickly tested the speed of the Dyson membrane’s contraction and was taken aback—it was slightly faster than the Angular Warships!

After casually slashing a few Blade Mantises, Harrison Clark couldn’t help but divert his attention to think.

It seemed the Dyson membrane could live a bit longer, which was nice.

However, this didn’t change anything, and another more subtle problem arose.

Theoretically, once the Dyson membrane shrank to a certain extent, it would become a “cling film” covering the sun, being evaporated on the spot.

About five minutes later, Harrison Clark looked at the spatial simulation inside the Battle Armor again.

He let out a small gasp.

Although the quantum network had already collapsed, the built-in intelligent optical brain of the Summit Colossus was still able to make preliminary calculations based on the external information feedback and form a simulated image.

The simulation showed that the center of the Dyson membrane’s contraction didn’t take the sun as the focal point, but rather a position closer to Harrison Clark and further inward.

This meant that if the Dyson membrane didn’t ignite and burn to ashes as it shrank and assumed its final position, it would be right in front of him.

What was even more baffling was that as he constantly changed positions in the Summit Colossus, the center of the Dyson membrane’s contraction also rapidly changed, always corresponding to his current location.

Harrison Clark was puzzled by this.

What was the Dyson membrane trying to do, trying to rendezvous with me?

But would that help?

It’s still inside, while I’m outside – we’re worlds apart.