MTLNOVEL Chapter 799 - 477: I went
Chapter 799: Chapter 477: I went
In the virtual world, Harrison Clark stood in the middle of a training ground surrounded by mountains, looking around with his hands behind his back.
The vast training ground stretched as far as the eye could see.
Distant mountains were covered in lush green trees, and one high-rise building after another towered into the sky.
A tall bell tower stood in the far left side, while a monument appeared on the right.
Behind Harrison Clark were towering snow-capped mountains, with clouds spiralling slowly around the half-mountainside like a silk sash.
The scene before Harrison Clark was both real and illusionary.
The reality came from the fact that nowadays, with the computing power of universe, virtual reality had reached indistinguishable existences from reality, even the scent of grass in one’s nostrils was exactly like in the real world.
The illusion was the fusion of the various timelines of his memories about Black Bear Training Base by universe.
The bell tower, the monument, the fully simulated running track, the soaring accommodation building, the large engineering building…
All of these appeared in different timelines of Black Bear Training Base.
“Universe, you did this deliberately, didn’t you?”
Clark said to the void.
The voice of universe echoed in his mind, but instead of answering his question, it asked him, “Do you know the actual success rate of Marthus’s theory?”
“How much?”
“2.37%.”
Clark: “…”
A moment later, he let out a long sigh, “What a pity.”
“Are you pitying that it is not you?”
“Yes, if it were me, this 2.37% would actually become 100%.”
“But even if you were on the scene, you wouldn’t be allowed to go. This experiment didn’t take into account the return route. You have to stay alive.”
Harrison Clark nodded gently, “I see. So this is why you chose Black Bear Training Base, a confluence of multiple timelines, as the meeting place for me and Marthus?”
“Yes, this is the place where you have the most intersections with this warrior. He is about to get his Sage Code and will know some things. Letting him revisit his old place before departure may allow him to tap into his full potential, which could make the number 2.37% become 4.74%.”
Clark nodded slightly, but then remembered the scene when Marthus first ran laps with him because he stood up for Clark against Lion.
Since then, this seemingly dull guy had been chasing after him.
In the blink of an eye, the figure of Marthus appeared.
He had gone white, but his physique became more robust, and his face was still firm.
Marthus scratched his head awkwardly and smiled sheepishly, “Hello … hello, Sage.”
Clark: “Call me Brother Clark.”
“Okay, Brother Clark.”
Clark nodded, “Hmmm.”
“I need to leave now.”
“I know.”
“Brother Clark, I am not afraid of death. You once said that everyone will die. The important thing is whether dying has meaning.”
Clark: “That slogan is something I borrowed from someone else.”
Marthus smiled, “Brother Clark, do you have any final words for me?”
Clark thought for a while, “No. I have taught you everything I could have given. I want to emphasise one point, you can. I said it.”
“Okay, then I am leaving.”
“Go ahead.”
Three minutes later, a larger and thicker suit of Star Shadow Battle Armor quietly stood in the delivery bay of a special fast transport ship.
The mission of this transport ship, which had also been specially modified, was to deliver Marthus to a location no more than 50 million kilometers in front of the prism ship array.
Of course, the transport ship could be shot down on its way, so one hundred million kilometers is the lower limit.
Not far from the space station, ten million small assault ships that looked identical to special transport ships waited quietly in the cosmos.
These were decoys and covers.
“Major General Marthus, have you said goodbye to your family?”
There was an unscheduled guest in the delivery bay that was supposed to only house technicians.
Marthus, inside the battle armor, slowly opened his eyes, looked down at the small blue bottle in his palm, smiled slightly, and whispered softly, “Yes, Mr. Neville Brown.”
Neville Brown stepped closer and lowered his voice, “The Sage Institute asked me to apologize to you. I’m sorry that we only informed you about the Sage Code until now.”
Marthus shook his head, “There is nothing to apologize for, I already count as luckier than many people. At least Mr. Neville, you haven’t received your code yet.”
Neville Brown nodded, “Yes, I’m pretty envious of you.”
After a few seconds of silence, this politician suddenly raised his head, his gaze seeming to pierce through the armor to look into Marthus’s eyes.
“Major General Marthus. In the past, you were a new wartime companion of the Sage, you fought alongside him eight times. Marthus, you are ‘Qin Han’ in the historical materials, you were once his closest companion. You are a representation of the Sage’s glory. This time, you are the direct disciple of the Sage, you have accepted the Sage’s teachings, you are carrying the most significant task in the hundred-year history of the human resistance, you are being watched by billions of surviving people. So, if you can accomplish this impossible task, the Sage’s prestige will reach its peak, the morale of people in the entire Shadow Galaxy, will reach its zenith. So, it’s all up to you now.”
Marthus remained silent for a while, his breathing gradually became heavier, and after a long time, he nodded, “Mr. Neville, I used to think that politicians were not very useful, but now you have changed my thinking. You are a very amazing person. Thank you.”
On the other side, Marthus’ office was not far away, Martha Owen’s voice came through the old-fashioned telephone, “Final test is completed, let’s begin.”
Neville Brown turned to leave, waving his hand.
Five minutes later, a fleet of a million and one small assault ships broke through the Third Defensive Line and headed straight for the distant asteroid belt.
At this time, the massive ten-layer Dyson membrane had just been torn to shreds.
The “remains” of the Dyson membrane were fragmenting and scattering throughout the universe, looking both spectacular and miserly.
Thirty thousand Compound Eye Prism Ships, under the protection of countless small combat units, were gradually tightening their formation, inching closer to the heavily fortified asteroid belt of the human side.
Distantly, the paused artillery fire had once again started to gleam, a large number of human ships, ground guns, missile towers, disguised self-destruction meteors hidden in the asteroid belt, were frantically retaliating.
“I can definitely do it.”
Marthus murmured softly inside the battle armor.
His memory suddenly flowed.
Countless fragments of memories from childhood to adulthood slowly emerged.
He remembered the course of his growth.
Throughout all these countless years, although he had never seen Harrison Clark, Clark had subtly influenced his life everywhere.
Therefore, when he accepted this inevitable task not long ago and then received the Sage Code, Marthus, as a major general, an experienced senior professional soldier, was utterly shocked.
Did the scene just now contain so many of our stories?
It’s incredible. It turns out that my bond with the Sage began before I was born.
It’s great.
And it’s a pity.
Unfortunately, he had no more time to digest his feelings.
Many people envied him.
Marthus knew what these people envied. They envied his strength, his ability to take on such a mission.
But Marthus also knew that he had much more worth envying.
The Sage Code had accompanied many guides throughout their lives, yet many people were unaware of it until the moment of their death.
Because the deaths of others came so unexpectedly, the Sage Institute simply didn’t have the time, nor the necessity to pass on the code to anyone else.
But Marthus was different.
He was born and grew up in ignorance, and unknowingly has lived over a hundred years. Yet, he could become an Informed Guide in his final stage of life.
What great luck was that?
So, I must be able to do it, right?
I must do it!
Marthus slowly closed his eyes. Ever since becoming a student of Harrison Clark, the exhilarating feeling of rapid progress began to simmer in his heart again.
He began to reevaluate and reflect on every single detail of his operations.
Previously, Harrison Clark and Daniel Thompson had helped him identify some meticulous errors. He accepted them, but he always felt slightly puzzled, as if something was obstructing his comprehension.
He knew what was wrong, but he didn’t know what was actually right.
He wanted to improve, but he didn’t know where to start.
He had already become stronger than 99.9999% of people in the world, but he always strived to become even stronger.
Now, all the confusions vanished in an instant.
After the vaguely formed thoughts in his mind had disintegrated, he felt unprecedented clarity.
Many years ago, Harrison Clark had also sincerely envied Marthus’s natural talents.
Harrison could always become the strongest rookie in Black Bear Training Base. Firstly, because of his talent, and secondly, he had been a rookie more times than anyone else.
But Marthus was always hot on his heels.
This big guy didn’t have the opportunity to die and try again.
What he relied on was still talent, an unparalleled talent.
In some sense, as a soldier, Marthus was even more focused than Harrison Clark.
These four words, “Must be successful,” became his only will at this moment.
In a fierce showdown, the special transport ship successfully sent Marthus to a position 57 million kilometers in front of the Prism Ship, where it got hit and exploded.
Harrison, with his hands behind his back, stood on the ship bridge.
At this moment, Morrowind No.2 was executing a leap through a distant Subspace Medium Layer.
His journey of forty-two light-years was still a long way off.
The star chart in front of His eyes converged into a narrow area of the asteroid belt in front of the Shadow Galaxy.
When he saw Marthus’s transport ship getting hit, his fists clenched slightly.
Suddenly, a smirk appeared on his lips.
In the fireworks, a figure shot out like lightning, breaking free from the flames.
This figure was initially in the form of a battle plane. It accelerated rapidly, following a winding and advancing path, dodging the swallowing of Dark Energy Mists, while continually firing electron jet guns to detonate the Self-Destruction Flies set up along the way.
The figure sped up more and more, making progressively fiercer directional changes.
The guarding Blade Mantis noticed this unexpected visitor and forcibly ruptured space to chase after him.
But by this time, the figure had already transformed into a human shape.
Theoretically, the human form of the Battle Armor is not the most perfect mode for rapid mobility.
But one must consider the training environment Marthus, as a specialist fighter, had always been in. In the battlefield, one must consider his adaptation level.
Choosing the Battle Armor form that he is most familiar with can prevent mistakes to the greatest extent and increase the success rate.
Marthus inside the armor opened his mouth and downed the bottle of blue potion.
His life began to count down.
60, 59, 58…
In order to prevent the horrifying acceleration caused by the antimatter engine from instantly killing the operator inside, the bioabsorbent used the biological characteristics of the rock life that Harrison had seen a long time ago to develop a petrification potion.
In some respects, this potion was also a kind of physical toxin.
After Carbon-based Life ingests the petrification potion, the body would irreversibly enter a petrified state, gradually petrifying.
In this process, the thought speed of Carbon-based Life would gradually slow down, the organic material in the body would also petrify, and finally turn into a real stone after two hundred and sixty seconds.
This also means the complete death of a person.
Bang!
With the help of the antimatter engine, Marthus’s Star Shadow Battle Armor suddenly accelerated, dodging the long-range attack from the Blade Mantis that teleported above his head.
The Star Shadow Armor sped up more and more, gradually approaching light speed.
He started changing direction!
Forward!
Change direction!
Change again!
Go forward!
In an instant, Marthus turned into a zigzag stream of light, continuing to press forward under the coverage of numerous Blade Mantises, Eight-legged Beetles, Frozen Space coverage area, Self-Destruction Bugs, and Prism Ship gunfire!
The distance was closing in.
50 million kilometers!
40 million!
30 million!
23 million!
…
Even Harrison Clark, standing at the pinnacle of human battle strength, was deeply shaken by this sight.
He could smell his own scent from Marthus.
This was the tenth level of combat intuition!
In his last battle in life, Marthus became the first of all his students under Clark’s command to completely reach the tenth level of combat intuition!
Forty-eight seconds passed and Marthus’s Star Shadow Battle Armor got as close as ten thousand kilometers in front of the Prism Ship!
He was six seconds ahead of the estimated time!
Just another 0.0333 seconds, and he would appear right in front of this Prism Ship, which was opening its mouth wide, charging energy for its Star-shattering Cannons!