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

Chapter 407: 278: You’ve Never Been Truly Happy; Your Smile is Just Your Camouflage!

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Harrison Clark suddenly smiled bitterly, “What? Do I look very optimistic?” Carrie Thomas looked at his somewhat bitter expression and thought for a moment, “Well, maybe not.”

“Yeah, I am indeed a pessimist.”

Carrie Thomas: “A pessimist?”

Harrison Clark nodded, “The degree might be even deeper than your original belief in remaining single.”

Carrie Thomas didn’t quite know how to respond to his sudden revelation. Harrison Clark continued, “Who doesn’t dream? And whose dreams are always sweet? isn’t it only natural for a pessimist to have nightmares? You won’t ask me why I’m pessimistic, right? I can’t really answer that.”

Harrison Clark thought about his countless failures, the comrades who died one by one in front of him, the children’s mothers who died in battle again and again, the daughters who were never born, and his heart grew even more saddened.

Carrie Thomas noticed the change in him and gradually became serious, “You have nightmares often?”

He sighed deeply, “Yes, often. Once a month, and they are truly nightmares, more real than you can imagine. And the dreams are continuous, like an endless, stinky, long, and heartbreaking soap opera that never reaches its conclusion. I don’t want to recall them myself. Don’t ask me what happened in those dreams. I don’t want to talk about it.

As he spoke, Harrison Clark couldn’t help but become genuinely pessimistic.

If they struggled through millions of hardships to destroy the Spherical Battleship, only to find a vast and endless number of Invader Warships following behind it, what should they do?

As the issues they had avoided in the past inevitably had to be faced, Harrison Clark couldn’t think of a solution for the moment, his anticipation of imminent victory gradually dissipating.

He couldn’t help but secretly wonder if he could continue to struggle for countless years and defeat the Compound-Eyed Observer’s fleet.

Then, counterattack the enemy’s base, only to find that the enemy’s main fleet, which he thought he had destroyed, was nothing more than a negligible advance team in a vast and powerful Compound-Eyed civilization that ruled the entire Milky Way Galaxy, and perhaps even beyond.

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What then?

Alright, suppose I can persist.

But after completely annihilating the Compound-Eyed Observers, would they have to face the horrifying beings who created the Solar System Barner?

If the rapid development of humanity is a cosmic wonder, then is the Wall of Sighs, which makes even Type II Civilizations utterly despair, also a more formidable cosmic wonder?

How many invincible, unpredictable, incomprehensible, and malicious higher civilizations are there in the higher levels of the hierarchy of civilizations?

How vast is the universe?

How many civilizations are there in the universe?

Does humanity have any hope of victory in battle?

Will the other side spare Earth’s civilization?

Harrison Clark didn’t know.

However, the countless internal wars in human history showed him that when a race had to rely on the mercy of others to survive, disastrous consequences often followed.

His comrades could die easily and be done with it.

But once Harrison Clark donned his battle armor and stepped onto the battlefield, he was destined to face an endless, lonely war.

Though he had once vowed to burn the invaders to ashes and had made up his mind, he couldn’t help but waver slightly as he struggled time and time again, especially when victory was in sight in certain phases.

This time he pushed himself too hard, and when he woke up just after coming back, he felt somewhat drained.

Unknowingly, he began to grow weary.

He was truly tired.

His heart also slackened.

The slackening gave depression an opportunity to exploit, which is why the topic of nightmares easily brought out his sadness.

Harrison Clark suddenly felt as if all the strength had been drained from his body. He forgot the paint on his back and sat down weakly on the chair.

Carrie Thomas just stared at him.

After a long while, he forced a smile, looked up at Carrie Thomas, and said, ■Tm sorry for showing you my weakness. I’m embarrassing.”

Carrie Thomas shook her head, “It’s not embarrassing.

Harrison Clark smiled again, “Do you think I’m a bit melodramatic?” Carrie Thomas suddenly pounced on him, hugged his head and pressed it to her chest, “Please, stop smiling! You’re not melodramatic! Ever since you wrote the first song for me, I realized that you’ve never truly been happy. Smiling is just a camouflage for you! Stop fooling me!

Feeling the warmth of her embrace, Harrison Clark’s nose tingled for a moment, but then he thought of the true man Lion’s earnest teachings.

If the strongest human instructor, Lion, saw his current state, he’d definitely laugh his head off.

He gently broke free and kept smiling, “It’s okay, I can bear it.”

The more he smiled, the more worried Carrie Thomas became, “Let me take

you to a psychologist.”

Harrison Clark still smiled and shook his head, “Doctors can’t cure themselves.”

“What?”

“I forgot to tell you, in my spare time, I’ve learned quite a bit about psychology, and it seems to have backfired. The better I get at it, the more resistant 1 am to other psychologists. My situation is hard to explain, and the average psychologist won’t help. An extraordinary one probably wouldn’t help either.’ Carrie Thomas pursed her lips, wanting to say something to comfort him, but found she didn’t even know where to start.

She couldn’t guess what kind of nightmare could be so terrible as to almost crush Harrison Clark and keep him constantly on the edge of breaking down and remaining determined.

Finally, Carrie Thomas slowly said, “I don’t believe there’s any nightmare that can last a lifetime. Since your dreams are like a series, there must be an end someday.”

Harrison Clark countered, “Why? What if the director is extremely unscrupulous and gets summoned to the palace before finishing the story?” Carrie Thomas shook her head, “Because you are the director. As long as you don’t want to enter the palace, there must be a happy ending to the story. Every story has a twist.. As long as you want to pursue a perfect ending, then the essence of your nightmare must be a beautiful dream!