Shirou's clones number 30 million

No matter how you look at it, this person is just an ordinary high school student, right?

They actually dared to say they wanted to reclaim human civilization and control the principles of petrification—that's outrageous! Even I wouldn't dare to make such a boast.

"So...how do you plan to reclaim human civilization?"

"Of course, we'll use this one."

Senku Ishigami smiled slightly, pointed to his head, and said without hesitation:

"Human beings have gone through 200 million years to develop from the Stone Age to modern civilization. But a lot of that time was wasted."

"Therefore, I will complete that process in one go and take back our world!"

This guy!

Although his tone was incredibly boastful, Shirou inexplicably felt that he wasn't exaggerating.

"Do you know what you're saying? Rebuilding human civilization by one person? Even Einstein wouldn't dare guarantee that, would he?"

Ishigami Senku denied it without hesitation:

"Of course I'm not alone. I'm the brains of the group, but I have zero physical strength. For the past three months, I've been eating mushrooms and wild fruits because I haven't been able to catch any wild animals."

"Before today, I had not eaten cooked food for 3700 years."

"Wait, how do you know 3700 years have passed?" Shirou asked in surprise, unable to resist interjecting, "Even I only have a general feeling that more than 3,000 years have passed."

"Of course it's because I've been counting the days, not missing a single second or minute. Today is July 5th, 5738 AD."

"You kept counting? I gave up when I counted to over 30,000."

With such astonishing willpower, this guy is definitely not an ordinary person.

Senku Ishigami smiled but didn't reply, instead continuing the previous topic:

"If I were alone, I fear that I would not be able to rebuild human civilization until the end of my life."

"But with you in it, it's different."

"With my intellect, combined with your military prowess and your men, we can certainly revive civilization in the shortest time."

As he said this, he couldn't help but grasp Shirou's hands, staring intently at him:

Let's work together!

Shirou was stunned for a while before he reacted, nodded slightly, and said with a smile:

"Okay, that was my goal all along."

“Then, from this day forward, we are bound by fate.” Senku Ishigami looked intently at Shirou. “I am very interested in you (your superpowers).

"Thank you, but I'm not interested in that."

"Then let's start by building a generator! For human civilization, electricity is the most important thing, and it is the foundation of everything."

"Uh... in this desolate wilderness where there's nothing? Building a generator? Do you have some kind of superpower?"

"Of course, we should use scientific methods! You should know that magnetism generates electricity, right?"

"Knowing it is one thing, but relying on just one principle is not very useful."

"No, that's enough."

Looking at his confident expression, Shirou was filled with astonishment, and unconsciously thought:

I've stumbled upon an incredible person!

Chapter 174 Eliminating Danger Before It Occurs

Chapter 174, Section 175: Eliminating Danger Before It Occurs

The Type-Moon universe, Roman Empire era.

"There are truly many geniuses in the world!"

Thinking back to the boy he found in the petrified world, Shirou couldn't help but smile.

In modern society, he might gradually fade into obscurity as he gets older.

But in that desolate world where all of humanity had been petrified, he was arguably the most important talent.

He alone is equivalent to a modern encyclopedia of science and technology.

"I'm so envious! I want someone like that too."

Although he gained a lot of knowledge from other Shirous living in the modern world, the gap between theory and practice was really too big.

He was a man of great learning and a prodigious memory, able to recall many scientific principles perfectly, yet he could neither make paper nor glass.

"Well... in the end, it's just that the time was too short."

Science requires continuous experimentation and cannot be accomplished overnight.

However, it had only been about twenty days since he was granted the territory after winning the Nero Festival, less than a month.

In such a short time, they couldn't possibly research anything significant; all they did was build a few public toilets and teach the locals a few new dishes.

"I'm really bored and have nothing to do, so I'll just go to bed early."

The main reason why people in ancient times went to bed early was that they had few entertainment options.

Living in such an era, Shirou naturally developed the habit of going to bed early and waking up early.

In his sleep, he vaguely heard someone whispering in his ear.

But when he opened his eyes, there was nothing in the room and within a hundred meters of his house.

Shirou suddenly opened his eyes, looked around, and said with surprise:

"Nobody's here? Who was talking just now? It sounded like a few people were whispering bad things about me?"

The next second, he suddenly realized:

"Huh...? Could it be that I can hear someone saying bad things about me?"

If you are asleep, you can faintly hear others talking badly about you.

If that's really the case, then that would be truly remarkable.

Shirou closed his eyes and forced himself to fall asleep.

Soon, the voices of those people rang out again.

This time, in order to hear more clearly, Shirou concentrated his energy and focused all his attention on it.

Soon, the sound gradually became clearer.

"That brat, does she think everything in Rome belongs to her? How absurd to make a commoner a nobleman!"

"Heh... that's not all. I heard from the palace maids that His Majesty is very fond of that commoner and plans to promote him to a high noble and then take him as his husband."

"What? This is absolutely unacceptable! I will go immediately to persuade His Majesty."

"Give me a break. With His Majesty's personality, how could you possibly persuade him?"

"But we can't just do nothing! How can a commoner like me allow the royal bloodline to be tainted?"

"That's right! We absolutely can't do that!"

A loud bang followed the words, as if someone had slammed their hand on the table.

"I'll lead my troops to kill that guy right now! What right does a commoner have to stand with us?"

"Stop! Is this going to work? If His Majesty can promote a commoner to a noble, he can promote a second one. As long as the so-called Nero Festival continues, the number of commoner nobles will only continue to increase."

"My God! This is absolutely horrible...! The thought of my territory being surrounded by commoners who have stolen the noble positions makes me so sick that I can't eat."

"In that case, shall we jointly petition His Majesty to cancel the Nero Festival?"

"It's no use. With His Majesty's domineering personality, he will never agree. There's only one way now, which is to replace him with a more normal emperor."

"What? Absolutely not! Although His Majesty is willful and self-centered, he has not committed any major offenses. How is this any different from a rebellion?"

"Oh...? Is Lord Oliver on the kid's side?"

"You're going to betray us?"

"Don't put it so harshly, Mr. Oliver. Why don't you take a look back?"

The next moment, there was complete silence.

Those who were just echoing him now seem to be on the side of the traitors.

After a long silence, a voice carrying a hint of malice rang out again:

"Does Mr. Oliver not intend to change his mind?"

What are you going to do?

"Let's start with a big fire. Oh dear, now that you know about something so important, Mr. Oliver, we can't let you leave."

“His Majesty Nero is smarter than you think; you absolutely cannot win.”

"That's no need for Lord Oliver to worry. Since you're not on the same side, don't blame us. Guards! Take him away and lock him in the basement."

Upon hearing this, Shirou instantly woke up.

He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling in astonishment.

Was the conversation I just overheard in the future tense or the present tense?

'While I can foresee the future, I can only predict what will happen a minute from now at most; it's definitely not the distant future.'

"In this case, it is very likely not the future, but the present."

In the normal historical account, Nero would have faced a rebellion at the age of thirty-one and was forced to commit suicide.

In the history of Type-Moon, she would probably encounter the same thing, but at a different time, perhaps earlier.

Even so, it would be at least a few years from now, and it's definitely not going to happen that early.

Therefore, if there is a rebellion now, it can only be our own fault.

Even though he was promoted to the lowest rank of nobleman, he still faced hostility from many other nobles.

As a result, she was implicated and incurred the hostility of many nobles in advance.