Chapter 4 Chapter Four

On the summit of the distant Sakya-Mata crouched a dark blue pyramid.It comes early.Before the miniature sun, when the earth was still illuminated by its own sun, it came to the earth and squatted there. Pyramid doesn't care about what is going to happen in the world.Didn't care that Glenn Tropel was about to get a spinal tap, and a thin catheter was going to be inserted into his spine, draining his marrow; In their conception, this is not a capital crime, but a devotion to the gods; they don't care under what guise the ceremony of dedication and sacrifice is carried out; they don't care whether there is one more or one less among the multitude.

For it, is it necessary to count the number of cells lost on a small piece of barb on the finger?However, although the pyramid doesn't care about their life and death for Tropel and the human beings he belongs to, it has another interest. Humans don't know much about the pyramid, but they all know that it has other plans-why steal the earth?The Earth Stolen event took place in 2027 AD.It was a great year - the first time humans landed on the "deorbiting planet" that crashed into the solar system.But that, while a huge victory, could also have been a mistake.Because if there were no such expeditions to the planets, the "deorbited planets" would have already crossed the ecliptic plane ① and flew straight out of the solar system. How could they have brought on the pyramids and caused such disasters, which have caused troubles to this day?But mistakes were made after all.Humans landed on "deorbited planets" and human eyes saw for the first time what came to be known as pyramids.

In an instant, the pair of human eyes that saw the pyramid could not see anything, and they were blinded forever. The astronauts only had time to send out the signal.Anything that patronizes the pyramid, whatever it is, is attracted to it.Then all the radio links from Palomar to Bernambuco, from Greenwich to the Cape of Good Hope, were busy and strained, and astronomers all over the world were reporting and confirming the same astonishing fact: Our planet left its orbit and the "Savior Messiah" took us. 【①The plane in which the earth orbits the sun. ——Translator's Note. 】 【②Located in the southwest of California, USA, there is the famous Palomar Observatory at the foot of the mountain. ——Translator's Note. 】

【③The port city in the northeast of Brazil. ——Translator's Note. 】 【④The city in the southeast of England, England, is located in the southeast of London, on the banks of the Thames River, where the prime meridian passes. ——Translator's Note. 】 [⑤The southernmost headland in Africa, located in the southwest of South Africa. ——Translator's Note. 】 In a world of tens of billions of people, there is no shortage of wise and brave men. They manufactured and launched the powerful "Actor" rocket to fight against the terrible invaders, but to no avail. The first and only interstellar expeditionary force was launched into outer space, landed on a "derailed planet" and launched a counterattack.But still no results.

The earth spiraled and left the solar system. Resistance cannot be won, perhaps it can be relocated.So the spacecraft was built hastily. But where to emigrate?Migration to Mars failed, and migration to the Moon (which was also stolen), Venus, and Jupiter also failed. Like the resistance, the relocation plan failed.Humanity is at a loss. At this time, a pyramid came to the earth, and there was only one.It shaved off the summit of the highest mountain in the world, and then crouched there, never to go.Observatory?caretaker?Humans don't know what it does. The sun is so far away that its brilliance can no longer reach the earth.The moon of yesteryear has been transformed into a miniature sun that hangs in the new sky.The new solar burn cycle is 5 years. After 5 years, when the sun burns out and goes out, replace it with a new one.In the following years, the miniature suns were constantly replaced like this.Human beings have made tenacious resistance to the invincible monster pyramid, but all resistances have failed.Tens of billions of human beings froze to death, starved to death, and the survivors ate the corpses of the dead.More than two centuries later, people who still know how to resist like Troppel are rare, and most of the survivors have degenerated into people like Boyi, stupid, dull and timid.

Gala looked at her husband sadly, not knowing what to say. "I'm getting out of here," Tropel said eagerly. "They're going to kill me. Gala, you can't live without me, you can't let them kill me!" Gala cried, "But I can't do anything!" Troppel turned to look at Boye, who, with his eyes slightly closed, was fingering a patterned gold watch case—a gold watch case passed down to him by his father and about to be passed on to his son—and No attention was paid to Troppel's conversation with his wife. Troppel leaned forward and put his hand lightly on Galla's arm.Gala was startled, flushed and trembling.

"You can, and you will," said Tropel. "You can help me get out of here. I must get out of here, Galla, because I have to relieve you from your loneliness and your pain." He let go of Gala's arm and said eagerly, "Honey, neither of us can live without the other, have you forgotten?" Gala looked at him pitifully, scratching at the sleeve of his shirt anxiously. She is disheveled.When the messenger reported to her just now, she was wearing the dress for the Sun Reconstruction Day, and she rushed over before she finished dressing. Avoiding her husband's gaze, she said, "If you're really a wolf..."

Troppel's androgenic nerves kicked in, making him feel confident and empowered. "You know what I am, better than anyone," he said to her. The words reminded Gala of those sweet and secret tricks they had played together, and when Troppel put his hand on her arm she could understand the affection and the message it conveyed. "Why are we arguing like last night?" Troppel went on.He said this not to expose old scars, but to kick a horse like a spur, the purpose is not to hurt her, but to stimulate her to act. "We cherish each other, depend on each other, and share weal and woe. If I don't turn to you at this time, you will be sad and disappointed."

Gala sobbed, rubbing her feet back and forth on the straps of her shiny sandals. Then she raised her head and looked into her husband's eyes. The guilt-like warmth after the dispute surged up again.Tropel knew that his fate now depended on this tenderness.Gala gave in. She glanced at Boi alertly, and asked in a low voice, "What do you want me to do?" Five minutes later, Gala was gone.There's plenty of time left, Troppel has at least 30 minutes to make the most of it, they'll mention Boyie first, the fool is waiting impatiently.It wouldn't be long before the damned wretch would be gone--Tropel wrenched off one leg of the three-legged stool, threw it with a clang into the corner, and sat wobbly on the two-legged stool.

The guard walked over lazily, took a look inside the cell, and asked, "Old Wolf, what's the matter with the stool?" Troppel stretched out his left hand and made a gesture, indicating that the problem was not serious, and said: "It's okay, everything is fine. It's just some inconvenience when meditating. Sitting on this thing, the body is tense, and if you are not careful, you will fall... " The guard also made a gesture, indicating that he would come to help him. "You only have the last half hour, old wolf." He reminded Troppel, "I'll fix the stool for you." He walked in, patted the stool in place, and looked at it with concern. Glancing at Troppel, he went out.Even the son of a wolf, who is as corrupt as a wolf, has the full right to meditate half an hour before the dedication.

Five minutes later, the guard came back again, his serious expression could not conceal the joy in his heart, like a messenger who brought great news. "The hour of devotion has come," he announced. "Which of you first—" "He," Troppel said hastily, pointing to Boyle.Boyi calmly opened his eyes, nodded, stood up, bowed to Troppel, and then followed the guards out, toward dedication, toward death.Troppel coughed at the guard.The guard stopped and asked, "What's the matter, old wolf?" Troppel signaled to him that the jug was empty, that's all, and threw the empty jug out the window. "Sorry, it's my fault." The guard said with a blushing face, turned around and led Boyi away in a hurry.The guard came back to add water in no time, and he couldn't even wait to watch the dedication ceremony. Troppel stood there, watching every move of the guard.The blood in his body surged like boiling water, and the competitive male came out again.The guards were so stupid that they didn't see the broken stools and empty water tanks.Careful observation and resourcefulness are the basic demeanor that a gentleman should possess.It is a great disgrace that Boyi was influenced by gentleman culture since he was a child, and he should be fooled by this. He should go home and reflect on himself in order to make amends. Troppel will have the upper hand.He triumphantly said to the guard: "Wait, I have something to tell you." The guard hesitated for a moment and said uneasily, "The devotion has begun—" "Fucking offerings," Troppel said calmly. "A needle sticking into someone's spine, sucking up the little water they need to survive, what is that? It's total massacre." OMG!What a sin!The guard turned pale with fright.Troppel couldn't stop talking. "Tell you about my wife," Troppel continued with a mysterious look, "There is a real woman, not a cold lady, you know? Tsk tsk, she and I often— —" He paused, "I think you are also a mortal, right? I mean, you are also a person from here, right?" "I think—I think so," replied the guard blankly. "That's all right, it won't scare you," Troppel lied, "I'll tell you, there's a lot of good things about women that pussy men can't find a thing for. Dude, have you ever seen a woman's legs?Kiss just by the light?Sitting in a wide armchair with a woman in your arms, like that, did you do it?Think about it, think about it, soft, heavy, that warmth, that body, lying on your body, and——" Troppel swallowed the latter words, even feeling sick to himself. Saying this It was really hard for him to say that, but he still endured it and continued, "She and I always have fun like that, day and night.I'm talking about real women, right? " Troppel stopped talking suddenly - he was startled by the sudden reaction on the guard's face, and saw the guard's eyes rolled and he was out of breath for a moment.What I said just now was too much. Originally, I just wanted to make him sick, numb him, and distract him so as to wait for the opportunity to act, but I didn't want to, but I overdid it.As the guard fell unconscious, Tropel jumped over and grabbed him. Troppel coldly picked up the jug and poured all the water on the guard. The guard sneezed, sat up in a daze, stared at Troppel, and blushed suddenly. Troppel snapped, "I want to see the newly lit sun in the street." This request is simply whimsical!The guard was stunned.Even if he was paralyzed by those obscene words, he would not agree to such an absurd request.Troppel has violated the fifth commandment, and now such a prisoner should be kept in prison and not released.The guard knew this, Tropel knew it, and the whole world knew it.This is the reason for rejection. It is blasphemy that Tropel is asking for the impossible!The depth of his sin is even greater than those obscene and perverted pornographic words he just said.How can people make such demands that are difficult for others?In this year's global village, no one will ever make unreasonable demands, because no one will ever refuse others' demands.In Boye's view, making such a request was unthinkable and absolutely shameful. You can't refuse, you can only try to compromise.The guard stammered, "Maybe—maybe I can show you in the corridor, how about?" Even that would be quite wrong. But when people ask you for help, you have to show something, people have to give something, the guard understands this truth.The guard never said "no" to anyone since he was a child.Gentlemen in the global village do not say this word.A blunt "no" can hurt friendships, spark arguments, and even lead to fights -- and that's conceivable.The only acceptable "no" The word is "no" to the mad killer.But that case is too rare after all. One party gives, and the other party makes concessions; the condition is accepted, and the differences are resolved.So both sides are satisfied, everyone is happy, and there is harmony.So let's make a deal. "That's it for now." Troppel roared angrily. "Open the door, open the door, open the door! Don't keep me waiting!" The guard staggered over and opened the door leading to the corridor. "Open the gate to the street again!" "I can't!" the guard suddenly shouted hoarsely, full of pain and despair.Then he covered his face with his hands and began to cry. "Street gate!" Troppel kept urging.He knew that his behavior was deviant, and he also felt very uncomfortable. After all, he and the guards accepted the same moral principles. But Troppel is a wolf. "I'm going to be a wolf again," he growled, and rushed at the guard. "My wife," he said, "I haven't finished telling her story. Sometimes she lay snuggly with her arms around me and kissed my ears—I remember—in broad daylight, warm Yes, it's wonderful, the feeling is simply indescribable." The guard couldn't take it anymore, he threw the key to Tropel, stumbled and ran away crying. Troppel stood there motionless, feeling like his body and mind were about to collapse.The difference from the guard was that he was still insane. He felt something burning in his throat, and he couldn't spit out fast. "They call me a wolf," he cried out, leaning against the wall, "then I am a wolf." He opened the door and saw his wife waiting there, holding in her arms what she had asked to bring. "I am steel, I am fire, I am wolf, full of legendary magical power." Troppel said to his wife, the words were so abrupt that she couldn't figure it out for a while. She said mournfully, "Glenn, I'm not breaking the rules, am I?" When Troppel heard this, he shook his head with a smile, took her hand, and ran away in a secluded street.