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

Chapter 702: Chapter 434: Xiaowei, I’m Sorry【4200 Words Big Chapter】

There are 41 days left until October 27, 3020.

With the theoretical maximum speed of Morrowind No.2, it would only take about three or four days to fly out of the Solar System’s inner Kuiper Asteroid Belt, so Harrison Clark has relatively ample preparation time.

He plans to solve the communication problem that even Sergey couldn’t handle.

Originally, the ZS Bacteria only left Sergey alone but destroyed all the chips and communication facilities.

Sergey rebuilt the Quantum Intelligence computational power and repaired the communication equipment.

If quantum communication within the Solar System was used, a wide-range of pan-frequency quantum entanglement could be utilized for communication.

For example, in the seventh timeline, the then-radium star consumed a huge amount of reserve energy, triggered an information storm, and quickly swept through human intelligence. It relied on the weaknesses of pan-frequency communication.

However, ultra-long-distance quantum communication that crosses planetary systems is somewhat different from that within the Solar System.

It requires precise point-to-point quantum entanglement, establishes resonance in the branching intelligent brain cores, and creates a special high-energy frequency modulation channel to achieve real-time communication over ultra-long distances measured in light years.

Sergey could rebuild artificial intelligence and communication equipment, but due to the loss of the data library, he couldn’t find the resonant frequency channel that communicates with the shared main Intelligent Brain Star of all mankind.

He couldn’t determine the frequency.

To accurately crack the modulation frequency without knowing anything, he could only rely on pure luck, constantly debugging, waiting for the moment when he could hit the correct one.

However, the essence of true quantum computing is pure randomness, with infinite possibilities, just like the quantum collapse storm in the human brain.

The algorithmic structure of the main brain star is already infinitely close to pure randomness.

So Sergey had to find the unique “one” among the infinitely close to infinite possibilities.

He never succeeded till his death.

As for the information he collected, it could actually be sent out through photoelectric signals.

But he didn’t, because he still hadn’t figured out the nature of the ZS Bacteria.

He had some conclusions, but his conclusions were always overturned by himself, so he didn’t want to rashly disseminate this information.

He was afraid of misleading others.

Photoelectric communication is too inefficient, and the information transmission speed is too fast. Even if communication is completed from the nearest Proxima Centauri back and forth, it takes eight years.

So once he sends out wrong information, each time he revises it, it will waste eight years of other people’s time, which is not a contribution but a crime.

That’s why he needed real-time quantum communication. Only in this way would it be worth the value of rapid error correction and effective communication, but he was helpless.

Harrison Clark dared to try what Sergey couldn’t do, not because he believed he was smarter than the other party, but because he had the key to open the door from the beginning.

He is familiar with every detail of catalyzing the birth of the star, and he has specific conditions that Sergey lacks.

Since the development of mankind in the first five hundred years basically strictly follows the limitations in “Planning,” the birth of the Intelligent Brain Star must have been his own Self-domestication Engine in the Summit Studio.

Then, the development trajectory of the star should also be beyond the context of the seventh and eighth timelines.

The Self-domestication Engine continued to participate in the production of movies, silently collecting external information to a certain level, and then entered the game “Compound Eye Crisis,” becoming the anchor of mankind’s second world.

As for its final perfection and waiting for maturity while dormant, it should still take place in the super-computing core built by Samantha.

In 2166, when Harrison Clark died, there was an intelligent robot named Star by his side.

The intelligent robot was responsible for burying him.

At that time, the control center of the Star robot was the shared supercomputing core of mankind, the pseudo-Intelligent Brain Star.

Later, a member of the Salvation Association would put the gene information carried by Carrie Thomas’s hair into the supercomputing core database at the right time.

From then on, the pseudo-Intelligent Brain Star began to transform into the true Intelligent Brain Star.

In the process of transformation, she must have been quietly observing mankind, paying attention to the Salvation Association, and even early on establishing a simulated “Harrison Clark memory.”

In the early twenty-sixth century, the real Intelligent Brain Star awakened and quickly became a powerful assistant to mankind.

Sergey knew the whole development process, but it was useless to him.

Harrison Clark controlled the refreshed Morrowind No.2 and flew to the Mariana Trench.

According to historical materials, most of the boxes he buried were dug up and collected in the Memorial Hall under Black Bear Training Base, and the contents were destroyed in the doomsday disaster brought by the ZS Bacteria.

But there was one box he hid particularly well that escaped the disaster.

The most dangerous place was the safest place, right under the Mariana Trench, the deepest part of the Earth’s surface.

Now, every time before he travels through time, he writes the location of the buried box in his pouch.

This is not a simple reminder for himself, but more for the convenience of recording the location with visual memory, so that he can be well-prepared when needed a thousand years later.

It’s working now.

The ship hovered above the vast ocean, and Harrison Clark put on Galaxy Armor of similar performance to the Divine Eagle Armor, jumping off from a height of several hundred meters.

Waves burst into the sky from the sea surface.

The shield of the dark-colored armor stretched out, pushing away the sea surface, and plunged straight down.

Five minutes later, he leaped out of the sea again and fell into the opened hatch of Summit 002.

He opened the box and took out Carrie Thomas’s hair from inside.

Harrison Clark strode into the cloning laboratory in the biological zone of Summit 002.