Thanks to the ten-kilometer night run he had been sticking to for a month, Harrison Clark was exhausted but managed to hold on.
After finishing the run, he didn't collapse on the field but held his knees, gasping for air.
He dared not sit down, fearing he wouldn't be able to get up again and would have to be carried away.
Having had two military camp experiences, he knew that if this happened, he would be looked down upon.
At the same time, Harrison noticed something beyond his understanding.
It was that his body had inherited the benefits of exercise, even though his soul had traveled through time a thousand years ago and his body had been enhanced through physical training.
He was baffled.
Could it be that I didn't travel through time with my soul but rather my body?
But why did my journey start here, in front of everyone? Don't these people think it's strange?
What exactly happened in the second before I traveled through time?
Harrison found that every time he came over, he turned into an adorable little creature full of questions.
What was worse, he would never get the answers.
Anyway, he had to accept the situation and make the best of it.
The other soldiers had already finished their training and dispersed, some heading to the cafeteria, some to make up for their cultural classes, and others to engage in leisure and entertainment.
Daniel Thompson walked over leisurely, holding a small container in one hand and his other hand in his pocket.
Despite his thick eyebrows and big eyes, this instructor was actually quite mischievous.
Harrison knew him well and turned his face away, not wanting to talk to him.
After all, nothing good would come out of Daniel's mouth.
"Yo, not bad. You've got some temper? Do you have a problem with me?"
Seeing Harrison turning his face away, Daniel took another small container out of his pocket and placed it in front of Harrison.
Harrison was puzzled. Why was the opening method different from before?
He recognized this container, it was the military's energy drink.
It wasn't the low-end taurine blended beverage from a thousand years ago, but a real high-tech product that could effectively relieve muscle fatigue, quickly replenish energy, and had no side effects.
Top physical laborers, such as athletes or outstanding soldiers, would consider this drink a necessity for their daily training.
Even in the highly developed technology of a thousand years later, its cost remained high. In the military, at least non-commissioned officers and above would have a quota of ten bottles a month.
In the past, Harrison had seen this drink in the military but had never tasted it. After being demoted to a minimal welfare recipient, he needed to save up several months of welfare points to exchange for a functional drink like this.
He could only envy it, never having had the heart to really taste it.
But he didn't expect that after this run, Daniel actually gave him a bottle, fulfilling a long-held desire.
"Reporting to the instructor! I have no complaints!"
Harrison shouted loudly and saluted before he took the bottle.
Daniel smiled, "No complaints are good. You might think I'm too strict with you, but I'm helping you. The better you train now, the greater your chance of survival when facing the enemy."
Hearing this, Harrison paused. He had never heard such words from Daniel's mouth in his previous two military service experiences.
It must be because he successfully completed the running this time that Daniel saw him in a new light!
This was a good opportunity to glean information, so Harrison quickly asked, "Instructor, isn't the world at peace now? Do we really have a chance to go to the battlefield?"
Daniel shook his head, "We raise soldiers for a thousand days, but use them for a moment. Soldiers aren't born for war, but they are constantly preparing for it. It's the soldiers in peacetime that are the hardest. Anyway, go and get some rest."
Harrison smiled and took a sip of the energy drink, "Yes, instructor."
It wasn't until Daniel walked away that the smile on Harrison's face gradually faded.
His mood began to weigh heavily.
As he had expected, the World Government knew about the impending apocalypse a year later.
And the scope of this knowledge was even larger than he had previously anticipated.
Even a regular new soldier training instructor like Daniel seemed to know something, but he just held his tongue.
Harrison realized that sometimes people's curiosity is like a cat's, unable to control themselves even when they know that asking too many questions is pointless.
He had to remind himself again, "What's the point of asking so many questions when you have no power to change anything?"
As for the chance to survive that Daniel mentioned?
Harrison didn't care at all.
There was no hope of survival when the enemy was so powerful, powerful beyond human understanding.
There was not even the slightest chance of winning.
The world government officials who wielded power, after spending dozens of generations and hundreds of years, still found no solution to resist it, facing a disgraceful demise.
Harrison Clark, a mere commoner, knew he had no exceptional talent to change history and fight against a dimensionality reduction attack that couldn't be understood.
Lion, you're overthinking it. We're all going to die anyway.
On the way back to the dormitory, his fellow soldiers saw the small jar in his hand and flocked to admire and marvel at it.
"Yo, Harrison, you're amazing, huh? Was it given to you by Daniel Thompson?"
"That's really rare."
"Let me have a look."
"I want to see the novelty too! Wow!"
Harrison walked through the dormitory building, being asked about the jar the entire way.
Everyone was enthusiastic.
Harrison's feelings were quite unique.
When he came here the previous two times, things were different.
The first time, he fainted on the playground and made a fool of himself in daily life. As a result, he was not popular in the military camp and had few friends.
The second time was slightly better than the first, but people weren't as enthusiastic at the beginning.
This time, however, he was treated so well that he wasn't accustomed to it.
The reason being his exceptional performance during the run.
Harrison didn't actually enjoy this.
As someone who already knew the outcome, he didn't want to be close friends with anyone in this world.
After all, everyone would die sooner or later, while he would live alone in another era.
People are not heartless like plants.
To avoid heartache, the best method is not to invest any emotions at all.
He'd rather regard everyone here as an NPC in an online game.
However, he understood that one should always be polite, even if it's just an insincere courtesy.
But these NPCs' responses were too realistic, and unconsciously, their friendships still grew.
Harrison had to admit that after experiencing the loneliness of the real world, it was easy to be touched by the human bonds and camaraderie in this military camp where there was no vicious competition among people.
A thousand years later, soldiers under the World Government system had long ceased to have a responsibility system and switched to an employment system.
With even the minimum welfare recipients enjoying spacious single apartments, the welfare system within the Military System would naturally be decent.
Although the dormitory rooms weren't as large as public apartments for welfare recipients, they were still single rooms with complete facilities.
Back in his dormitory, Harrison easily opened his personal intelligent assistant.
There was a difference between the military and civilian personal intelligent systems. The military system provided more detailed information in some areas but lacked many entertainment-related news. It contained songs and movies, but information about them was unavailable.
Before, Harrison always waited until he left the camp to start his special training, which was quite time-consuming.
However, this time, he just needed to listen to the song to get the information he wanted.
After a while, he fell silent.
Carrie Thomas was still the same strong person as she was a millennium ago.
This meant that Carrie's knowledge and talent were solid, and she wasn't affected by Harrison stealing her song "Boring."
However, the number of songs she created increased from seventy-eight to seventy-nine.
The number of songs she sang remained at thirty, with no change in the list or content.
The only difference was that the lyrics and composition of her first song, "Boring," were attributed to someone else.
Harrison Clark's name was now on record.
Harrison gained fame, riding the wave of popularity quite solidly.
Harrison clicked on his name in the songwriter list.
The intelligent system automatically filtered out all the namesakes, showing his own profile.
It was slightly embarrassing to find out that this was his only song.
Carrie had "Boring" taken away from her, but her loss wasn't great.
In another timeline, she gave thirty-eight songs she composed to others.
In this timeline, she composed thirty-nine.
The extra song, titled "A Dull Life," was given to Avril Green.