Chapter 163: Lonely George
Luo Hanya saw everything here, and he walked out of the pit quietly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoHe waved his long arms at the vast, mottled mire with green spots, which stretched far away until it joined the slopes of the russet moor.
"Ah......h
It was only at this point that he was willing to accept the fact that he had not received any assignments, that he had not had any assignments since he entered the script, and that there was no such thing as a statement that he had completed the tasks of the script and left the script.
He could only stand here alone, just like the lonely George, maybe they weren't the same kind, but now they are the same kind......
The guy named George was a turtle, a common Pinta Island tortoise. Giant tortoises are the largest terrestrial tortoises in the world, with the largest tortoises growing to nearly two metres long and weighing more than 200 kilograms. The Galapagos Islands in South America were once home to giant tortoises, and these big, clumsy creatures quietly drifted away from human life until they were discovered by seafarers who pioneered the New World. The seafarers carry whole tortoises on the boat, these guys are very hungry, they don't die for a year without eating or drinking, they are stocks of fresh meat that don't spoil, and sometimes the seafarers will throw these turtles that can't swim into the sea because they are overwhelmed.
Later, there were fewer and fewer tortoises on the Galapagos Islands, the rarest of which was the subspecies on Pinta Island, and eventually the last male tortoise was left on recorded Pinta Island. George was found alone on the deserted island of Pinta, the vegetation of which had been eaten away by wild goats. In the decades that followed, scientists never saw a purebred Pinta Island tortoise, so this male turtle named George became the world's last Pinta Island tortoise at the time, and people called him the lonely George.
So George was protected, and scientists kept trying to get George to mate with other turtles and keep his bloodline, but George couldn't keep his bloodline in the end. The two eggs laid were also confirmed to be dead. Until 2012, George died, and the Pinta Island tortoise was completely extinct.
Maybe that guy also knows that there is no one of the same race in this world, and it is naturally very uncomfortable to be the only one left, when the endless lonely years are over, it loses all the desires of life, and naturally it can't leave the blood that was forced to stay.
"I can't imagine that one day I'll be the same." Luo Hanya smiled wryly and shook his head, he had also wondered after seeing the story of the lonely George - would he be the last one day? At one point, he thought seriously about what he would do if such a situation occurred, and of course, in the end he just laughed it off.
And now this idea, which he once thought was ridiculous, had become true, that he was the only one in the world - the only one who didn't belong here, he couldn't find his kind, he was even confused, he didn't understand what it was, why he was in such a place, why he was different from the rest of the people who played the game.
"It's all about playing games, why would I have such a problem?"
"What the hell is this?" Luo Hanya's suppressed emotions completely exploded, and he patted his head painfully, "What have I experienced during this time?" Is it a dream? Why is it so true? ā
"It's not a dream."
Suddenly, a voice woke up the troubled Luo Hanya completely.
"Who are you?" Luo Hanya looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him, he was sitting on a stone. When he saw Luo Hanya's surprised expression, his gray eyes rolled happily. He looked thin and dark, but sober and alert, his shrewd face brown from the sun and rough from the sand. He was dressed in tweed and wore a cloth hat, and looked exactly like anyone who traveled on the moor, and he was able to take care of his personal cleanliness like a cat, which was what set him apart from the others, his chin was still shaved and his clothes were clean, not at all like a man who had walked in the moor.
"You can call me a policeman, you go and take care of everything now, and then come here to find me later." The man who called himself a police officer said in an unquestioning tone.
"Why should I do what you say?"
"I can explain to you some of the things you're facing right now."
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"Deal."
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Luo Hanya returned to Bach Manor with a full stomach, and as soon as he got there, he heard Rect's excited voice.
"OMG! Do you know what I brought back? I went to town and found the criminal's file! ā
"Show me!" Sir Henry's anxious voice followed.
"Sure enough, the portrait did not deceive us, that guy was indeed from the Bach family, and he was the younger brother of Sir Liverpool, Ross Bach. The guy had fled to India with a bad reputation, and legend has it that he died there without getting married. ā
"But really? He got married, but soon divorced because he had stolen a large amount of public money. He then changed his name to Ruel Duntai and fled to England. Here, he opened another elementary school. He wanted to do this because on the way back he had made the acquaintance of a teacher who was suffering from lung disease, and he wanted to use his abilities for a successful career. But the teacher died soon after.
He made the school go from bad to bad reputation. So he moved to the south of England with his remaining possessions, his plans for the future, and his love of biology. ā
"Later, he lived a bad life because of financial difficulties, and he suddenly realized that he might be able to gain some means, so he quietly drew up this terrible plan and implemented it cautiously."
"In the evening, when he had returned from Coombe Tracy's chariot, he had had enough time to get his terrible monster back, apply the glowing paint, and then take the beast near the gate, and he knew that he would see the old gentleman waiting there. The brute, instigated by his master, ran past the gate and pursued the unfortunate Sir Liverpool, who was chased and screamed as he ran down the pine road. It was terrible to see the big, dark, fiery creature moving behind him in the dark passage, so he collapsed and died at the end of the passage from heart attack and excessive fear. ā
(To be continued.) )