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

Chapter 909: 547: Becoming Someone Else's Golden Finger_2



Chapter 909: Chapter 547: Becoming Someone Else’s Golden Finger_2

Harrison Clark already knew that this person might develop an anti-human personality after waking up, even before he took action.

But he still hoped for a miracle to happen.

Unfortunately, no miracle happened.

So in the end, Harrison Clark had to use the forced control of Song of the Wilderness to forcibly take over Franklin Stevens’ personality.

This would slightly suppress Franklin’s potential.

But it didn’t matter, as this person who was supposed to die had survived and become someone who was apparently useful.

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This was how Harrison handled Stevens.

Of course, as for others, he would adopt different strategies for each different person, not necessarily using Song of the Wilderness.

Some people might simply lack an opportunity.

Harrison would continue to find one hidden gem after another and set things right from the details.

He would become the “Golden Finger” for these “Lost Ones”, turning those who were destined to be obscure and of low value in civilization into one “pleasant surprise” after another in the history of civilization.

This was Harrison’s decision.

In the past, he relied on foresight from reading history to discover talent, while now he relied on the wisdom of discerning people’s hearts after his thinking became quantum.

Franklin Stevens could only be considered a semi-finished product.

After tampering with Stevens’ personality, Clark left him alone and focused his attention on Barnard’s Star Third Space Station.

As an old base, this space station has a huge scale and is designed in the style of the second-generation eco-centric model, with a cylindrical structure overall.

The cylinder is forty thousand kilometers long, with a radius of five thousand seven hundred kilometers and a wall thickness of eighty kilometers.

The walls are divided into three layers; the outermost layer is a special high-strength alloy, twenty kilometers thick.

The second layer is a magnetic field generator used to simulate Earth’s magnetic field, ten kilometers thick.

The innermost layer is a fifty-kilometer-thick layer of soil and rock.

Instead of setting up a gravity field, the space station uses centripetal force simulation by spinning in place, with a rotation period of exactly 24 hours.

Humans living on the inner wall of the cylinder feel “gravity” that happens to be consistent with that of Earth, thanks to the combined mass gravity of the cylinder.

The lighting in the space station is artificially controlled, with light radiation characteristics identical to sunlight filtered through Earth’s atmosphere, and daylight hours and frequency changes simulate the seasonal changes of spring, summer, autumn, and winter on Earth.

After more than 150 years of vigorous development, the total population in the Barnard’s Star System now exceeds 700 billion.

The population in the Third Space Station alone is as high as 200 billion.

Compared to Tianyuan 4b, the living conditions in Barnard’s Star Third Space Station are much better.

Not only do the people here have an endless supply of food, but with the help of the advanced Barnard Biomedical Research Institute, their basic medical care level has even surpassed the high-end technology of Eridanus ε.

But there are still people here who cannot fulfill their aspirations.

Brianna Diaz is a master’s student at Barnard Energy College.

She is now struggling with her graduation thesis.

If her thesis can pass the review with an A grade, she will have the opportunity to continue her doctoral studies or directly join a third-level subsidiary of Summit Ventures as a tester for energy unit components in the Stellar Rapid Development System.

Of course, this would be a great honor.

She dreams about it.

But she has already spent thirteen years on this thesis.

No matter how hard she tries, constantly revising and refining, constantly retesting experimental data, and constantly absorbing and adding new theories, her graduation thesis still only gets a C or B grade evaluation in pre-assessments.

If she gets a B, she can only join a collectively-owned enterprise established inside the Third Space Station, which means that the height she can reach in the rest of her life has been set at 90%.

Her studies were incredibly painful, and she wanted to give up struggling more than once.

But she, born into a scholarly family, didn’t know how to face the hopes of her parents and elders who had high expectations for her.

Blanna did not want to be the person with the lowest education level in the family, nor did she want to fail the genius label she had been given since childhood.

She persisted with gritted teeth, but she never dreamed that what she thought was a simple matter would be so difficult.

Although she now has a life span of more than 200 years, thirteen years is still too long and too grinding.

There are only two months left before the deadline for submitting the thesis this year, and there is not much time left for Blanna.

But she is very clear that this time will still be the same.

The pace of the times has been moving forward, and the thesis she just completed with all her hard work is based on last year’s theorem, which has now changed.

She wants to incorporate the new theorem into her thesis, but doing so would have repercussions throughout the entire project, and with her current knowledge level, there is no way she can understand and adjust the thesis within two months.

In Fifth Avenue, James City’s street park, a drizzle is falling diagonally.

This artificial rain is sprayed by a large rotating sprinkler suspended in the center of the cylindrical space station, with a certain initial speed, and is mainly used to water the plants in the space station.

In the park, the tall elm tree leaves are swaying in the wind and rain, making a rustling sound.

The ultra-high-resolution sound system is playing “The Sun in the Universe”, a classic song.

Blanna sits on a wooden chair without a rain canopy, staring blankly at the sky, letting the rain wash her face.

Just now, the intelligent robot reminded her and asked her if she wanted to avoid the rain.

If she said yes, the raindrops would form a blank circle with a one-meter radius around her.

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