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If it was another person at another time, she would have immediately called the police and sent them to a military tribunal.

However, Harrison Clark had the same name and face as the ancient sage, and he was chosen by the War God Plan as the most likely successor to carry on the mission of the second ancient sage.

“But…but this may lead to unknown consequences, or even cause massive chaos.”

Amelia wavered, speaking slowly.

Harrison suddenly became furious. “What a joke! He’s been dead for 900 years! What’s the point in blindly worshiping a dead god? No matter how many statues we build for him, can those statues come to life and help us overthrow invaders? Is visiting his museum every day of any use?”

” Human Civilization must take control of its own fate, break through the cosmic prison! We should not rely on ancient gods from a thousand years ago. Instead, we can rely on the warriors who still train day and night, the researchers who work tirelessly, and the laborers who struggle at their workstations!”

“If miracles are necessary to save humanity, then it is not the ancient Harrison but the entire civilization composed of people united today who are alive. Only the collective power of all mankind can be regarded as a real divine power!” “When war strikes, it is not the ancient gods but us warriors who will fight! And all the fellow countrymen who work for the warriors! What is chaos? What does it matter if we abandon the worship of gods? I want to clearly tell everyone that if people want to worship, they should worship themselves who strive for a lifetime like the ancient sage Harrison Clark!”

Ding!

Amelia received the evaluation from the War God Plan.

SSS-Class!

The staff at the War God Research Institute were moved to tears.

Although Captain Clark’s words were extremely unorthodox, he had awakened in some sense.

This was the leadership consciousness they wanted.

Nobody could have imagined that the implementation of the War God Plan would go so smoothly.

In just one day, Captain Clark found a way to ignite people’s hearts, elevating the civilization’s fighting spirit to the next level.

Bring down the god-like ancient sage from his pedestal!

Replace the reverence for gods with the admiration for humanity!

They were wrong all along.

He indeed received guidance from the ancient sage.

Was this what the ancient sage expected before his death?

The staff at the War God Research Institute began to hope for something else.

Although he is not the reincarnation of the ancient sage, if he can obtain the deeper attention of the cosmic wisdom he speaks of, that would be great too!

Three days later, Harrison, Amelia, and their team appeared on the outskirts of Lost City N0.1, where Harrison’s vacation was extended.

As the first-established Lost City, it has the largest scale, covering an area of about 300 square kilometers, and a population of 17 million people settled here.

From a distance, the Lost City looked no different from a regular city, with tall buildings and a strong sense of modern technology.

However, there were significantly fewer people commuting in the sky above the city than in ordinary cities, making the place seem somewhat desolate and lonely.

Amelia: “Captain Clark, be careful not to talk casually with people once you’re inside.”

“Why?”

“People in this city… are a bit evil.”

Harrison: “Oh? Even you say this? Weren’t there many people who fell in after watching your show back then?”

“My work only serves as guidance, and my original intention was also positive. However, people’s perspectives on things will always differ. How their thinking will develop afterward is beyond my control. Actually, I didn’t want anyone to come in here.”

Harrison laughed, “Human hearts are diverse, it’s nothing mysterious.”

About a hundred people in the team entered the city, and they met quite a few people along the way.

These people didn’t seem scary or even unusual. They were all amiable and hadn’t constantly been idle.

Some still held portable remote terminals in their hands, monitoring and adjusting artificial intelligence parameters on assembly lines.

Others had holographic projections displaying various complex formulas in front of them, with their fingers and gazes changing rapidly as they digested the knowledge presented.

With just a glimpse, Harrison secretly admired them, for they must be doctors.

There were quite a few people like this.

After checking into their hotel, Harrison was puzzled, “They say it’s the Lost City, but I feel like these people are quite diligent?”

Amelia: “That’s because it’s daytime now, wait until the sun sets, and you’ll see.”

Harrison still didn’t believe it and went out alone first.

He came to the park they had passed earlier, where the white-haired doctor was still there.Harrison Clark approached, “Hello.”

The white-haired doctor looked up and smiled at him, “Hello.”

After speaking, he immediately returned his gaze to the projection in front of him.

Harrison glanced at it and found that the academic thesis in front of this person seemed familiar.

It turned out to be a method of activating the Particle-interference Bomb, which had already reached the stage of special frequency oscillation. While the specific wave frequency and details were not yet calculated, the overall direction was correct.

Short sound, ultra-high frequency, ultra-short wavelength…

The calculated wave frequency changes were showing a clear pattern, moving in the same direction as the sound in Harrison’s memory.

Harrison was quite relieved that the people of this era could achieve such progress.

However, he felt helpless as he, with the ultra-high-frequency short sound in his head, knew that no matter how hard the doctor in front of him tried, he would not succeed.

That was because the details of the ultra-high-frequency short sound had no pattern to begin with, and the direction humans had taken from the start was wrong.

“What is this?”

“Friend, don’t disturb me. I’m just one step away from success,” the researcher turned and said firmly to Harrison.

“Ah, all right.”

Harrison got up and left.

He then briefly interacted with several other people.

At the beginning of the conversation, they all seemed normal, but once it touched on the dilemmas that trapped them, these people became inexplicably stubborn.

Harrison returned to the hotel empty-handed.

Now he understood what Amelia Johnson meant by the word “evil.”

If he talked to them for too long, it seemed as if he would get stuck on the same issues as well.

As dusk fell and the sun set, the temporary theater outside was nearing completion.

After having dinner in his room, Harrison walked out and met Amelia on the balcony watching the sunset.

She turned around and smiled, “It’s about to start.”

As her words fell, the sun suddenly dropped below the horizon.

The next second, mournful cries that could not be described erupted throughout Lost City.

The simultaneous thunderous wails seemed like rolling thunder, one after another, endless, like wailing herds of ghosts.

Many people, as if mad, rushed into the streets and started fighting fiercely with anyone they met, showing no mercy.

White healing robots swarmed the sky, putting out fires all over the place.

The seemingly ordinary city atmosphere during the day suddenly transformed into a terrifying scene of chaos.

Amelia said, “It’s like this every night when it gets dark. After a day of thankless work, they have to cry and fight like this to vent their depression.” Harrison was silent for a long time.

He did not despise these people.

Taking the researcher studying the ultra-high-frequency short sound as an example, he said he was only one step away from success, but deep down, he knew there was no hope.

However, he was unwilling to give up on his lifelong ambition.

Perhaps in his heart, giving up now would mean denying the value of his entire life.

The situations of others were similar, each with their own dilemmas.

Harrison began to ponder why these people had ended up like this.

At seven-thirty in the evening, the crying gradually stopped, and the fighting slowly ceased. After venting their emotions, the residents of Lost City returned to their daily lives.

At eight o’clock, only he remained in the hotel. Everyone else had gone to the temporary theater.

The performance team had its own security system, so there was no need for Harrison, an elite soldier, to intervene.

People from other Lost Cities also came one after another, either leaving their rooms or flying towards the suburbs.

Among the common people, Amelia still enjoyed considerable popularity.

Harrison did not go out. He lay in his room thinking, trying to find the root cause of people’s descent into the Lost City.