(This chapter is slightly longer, but it is indispensable and cannot be broken)

Petru was left in a dark room. His clothes had been stripped off, and he didn't even have a pair of pants left. Rough rope made of vines was tied to the flesh, and it made him itch.

The house was made of wood, but the soil on the ground was hard and not damp. The gaps between the stakes were covered with mud and thatch, and a small window opened in the wall. He was near the window, and he could see the open space outside the window, which looked like a courtyard, and although there was no courtyard wall, it was surrounded by high and low wooden houses on all sides.

The door to the house was open, and a wild man guarding him was sitting on the ground playing with a military dagger. The dagger easily cut through a rope the thickness of a thumb, and the savage apparently didn't realize that the blade was so sharp and so hard that it almost slashed into his face. Startled, he looked up and glanced viciously at Petru, carefully blowing on the blade.

With the exception of the knife, all of Petru's weapons were taken by the old man with the scepter.

Thinking of the old man, Petru's heart palpitated. He had never seen such a terrifying spiritual power, overwhelming, and that spiritual coercion alone was enough to make people feel the urge to bow down.

He's still a little scared. These wild men were cannibals, and he saw with his own eyes in the woods the corpses that they had cooked and eaten half. The moment he was caught, he thought his fate was the same.

Thankfully, the crow and the cat helped him block it, giving him time to throw the grenade. The power of the grenade shocked the wild man, and also made the old man interested in this extremely powerful weapon, and did not kill him in the first place.

The wild man went out of fire several times while playing with the gun, and one died and wounded several. This made them fear the gun, and they looked at Petru with even more vicious eyes.

He was hypnotized by the old man last night, and he didn't even have the slightest ability to resist. In his dreams, he demonstrated the use of all weapons, including those he didn't bring down from the ship.

When he woke up, he had nothing left of him except a sturdy rope.

He was secretly glad in his heart, fortunately he still had a boat, and fortunately there were many heavy weapons on board. The old man didn't say it in the dream, but he knew he wanted the boat. If it weren't for that, he would have been a savage's supper last night.

There were a few wild shouts outside the window, and the door of the house across the courtyard creaked open, and two wild men came out with a naked woman.

They walked across the courtyard and into the wooden house next door to Petru.

The sound insulation of the wooden wall is not good, and there are regular vibrations and some strange sounds from next door, as if someone is constantly hitting the wall. Then Petru heard the man's gasp and the woman's moan.

The savage who was playing with the knife at the door also heard the sound, stood up and made a shrugging gesture towards Petru, and then smiled evilly.

After a while, the sound stopped, and the two wild men came out of the hut and went elsewhere through the courtyard.

The wild man at the door lowered his sword, looked around for a moment, glared fiercely at Petru, as if warning something, and then walked briskly into the next room.

That voice rang out again next door.

Petru had seen the woman the night before, and after he had been hypnotized into explaining the use of the weapon, the old man had a bonfire in the courtyard. They probably didn't know that the bullets of the gun were limited, and when they took the automatic rifle as a firework, it suddenly went off for a while, and one magazine quickly ran out.

So Petru was dragged out by them, probably thinking that he had deceived them and was going to dismantle him. In order to make sure that he would not be cooked, Petru taught them to change the magazine.

After they replaced the magazines, they began to burst again, and the remaining magazines were highlighted, and Petru's heart ached.

At this time, the woman was pulled out by them and thrown on the haystack by the fire. The old man began to walk around the fire with his eyes closed, and the scepter pointed indiscriminately, and when he stopped, the scepter was pointing at a sturdy savage man. As if he had received some reward, the man rose to his feet and threw himself at the woman on the haystack.

The old man continued to walk like this, and when his scepter was pointed, he went to the haystack. There were also women among the savages, and if the scepter was pointed at a certain woman, the people laughed, and the woman stood up, went to the haystack and lay down, waiting for the next man to come.

However, the female savage only needs to have sex with a man once to pass the test, and will return to her seat, while the female slave has been lying on the haystack, and has no right to take a break.

The old man continued to walk around the fire, and the scepter pointed out again, this time, impartially, right at Petru's forehead.

The courtyard suddenly became silent, and even the old man himself didn't seem to expect such a coincidence, so he was stunned for a moment. Everyone didn't know what to do, they were all looking at the old man.

The old man had said something, and a wild man came and untied Petru's rope, and pulled him to the haystack, and pushed him hard, and kicked him in the ass.

Petru did not dare to resist, lost his center of gravity and threw himself on the woman. He looked at the woman below him, and didn't know what to do for a moment.

The woman's hair was messy, and her pale face was stained with many blades of grass. By the light of the fire, Petru could see the woman's facial features clearly, which were obviously different from the appearance of these wild men, and were obviously not of the same race.

The woman is not pretty, and she is obviously not young, not like a young girl. But her skin is very good, although it is bruised and purple, it is still smooth to the touch, a hundred times more delicate than those rough female savages, which is probably the most attractive thing to savages.

The courtyard was quiet, and the wild people were watching them. Petru was like a man's back, and he was very uncomfortable. He did not dare to get up, for fear that if he disobeyed the wishes of the wild man, he would be roasted and eaten. But he really can't bear to do anything to the woman under him, in fact, in this situation, he can't do anything, because the body won't react at all.

"Come on, do what you have to do, if you don't do it, they will kill you!" The woman said suddenly.

Petru was taken aback: "You...... Who are you? How do you speak English? ”

The woman said, "My name is Larry Jaeger, I'm an archaeologist, and they all call me Mrs. Larry." ”

"Oh, Mrs. Larry...... You? Petru didn't know what to say.

Mrs. Larry said, "Do you want to say that I have been ruined like this by them, how can I survive?" ”

Petru does not deny this. He was both sympathetic and contemptuous for the women under him. In his opinion, it is better to die than to live in such a hopeless and painful way. He believed that if a person was determined to die, there were many ways. No one can stop a person who wants to die from dying, except for that person himself.

Mrs. Larry said, "I also want to die, and it is easy to choose to die, but when you die, there is no value." Only when you are alive can you think, and people who are alive are more worthy of respect, aren't they? ”

Petru didn't know how to judge Madame's words, was it an excuse for himself to steal his life? Or do you really have the courage to transcend life and death? But if it was really her courage, where did it come from?

"I am doing archaeological research, and in my eyes, the vicissitudes of life are just a moment in eternity." Mrs. Larry's eyes looked at the sky, there was no starlight there, "We are all grains of sand in this universe, the ** of human beings is so fragile and small, only the spirit is immortal!" The meaning of life is to let the spirit shine as it deserves! ”

The night was as dark as ink, there were no stars in the sky, and the firewood in the fire crackled, and the light of the fire reddened Mrs. Larry's face.

Surrounded by a crowd of savages, Petru was naked, and under him pressed a woman who had been ruined to the point of not being able to do anything, but this woman spoke in his ear like a philosophy professor in a class, and spoke in his ear about the spirit of the universe and the meaning of life.

He couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, and he wondered if he was still in someone's dream.

"But Madame......" Petru did not know how to phrase, "it is too painful to live like this!" ”

"Pain is just a neural response of the brain." Mrs. Larry's lips cracked, and the voice in her throat was dry, but her tone was soft, "All great people have experienced suffering, and suffering is the cradle of human civilization. If I can make even a little contribution to the progress of human civilization, I am willing to sacrifice myself to suffering! ”

Petru didn't know what to say, he felt like a humble bug in front of this woman. Although he did not understand, what contribution could Mrs. Larry make to human civilization by living like this?

"What's your name?" Madame asked.

"My name is Petru."

"How did you end up on this island?"

"We're here for ......," Petru suddenly remembered something, "I see, ma'am, are you from the Discovery?" ”

"Yes! Are you ......" Lady Larry's eyes lit up, "have you seen Alice?" That's a pretty girl! ”

"He was rescued by my companions, I guess." Petru didn't know where Alice was, and only said it to comfort Mrs. Larry.

"Oh, that's great! God forbid! Mrs. Larry looked a little excited, "Tell me, how many people did you save?" ”

She was tortured like this, she was still thinking about others, and Petru really didn't know what to say.

"Maybe two or three, I'll have to ask my friends to find out. Don't worry, they'll come to our rescue. He said this with a look of unconfidence.

Mrs. Larry saw it and said, "Leave me alone. If you have the chance, you have to find a way to escape as quickly as possible. Food on the island is not abundant, and all captives are eaten by them, and females may be used as a tool to vent their desires and live for a few more days. ”

The wild man who had been watching them suddenly whimpered, and the quiet yard began to become noisy.

"Petru—" Mrs. Larry looked at him, her eyes full of encouragement, "these savages are getting impatient, you need to move, you know what they want you to do." ”

"But...... "Of course Petru knew what the wildlings wanted him to do, but how could he do it?"

"It's a very primitive people, and they believe in primitive oracles. When you are struck by the scepter's scepter, it means that you have been chosen by the gods to do this. You must do it, or you will blaspheme their gods and they will kill you with the most brutal means! Listen—"

Lady Larry motioned for him to listen to the raiser of the savages, "They are debating whether to roast you and eat you, or to tie you to a tree of fire and offer it to the gods." ”

"Oh my God, can you understand them?" Petru said in surprise.

"I'm an archaeologist and a linguist," says Mrs. Larry. I am interested in the writing and language of the world's ancient civilizations, including the Sumerian civilization, and I have also studied animal languages, such as the characteristics of chimpanzee speech.

After I was caught by them, they trampled and tortured my ** every day, but also exposed me to a lot of things related to this island, including their language. I have analyzed the characteristics of the language from their words, and I can now understand them almost completely. I've seen some text-like symbols in the old man's house and on the scepter, and I can't tell if they belong to them yet, but it shows that the races on this island are probably not of a single origin, but have been diverged from other ancient civilizations. ”

Petru was stunned. What a woman she is! In such a harsh living environment, I have to endure great ** and mental destruction every day, but I am still studying the language of savages and thinking about the origin of civilization.

He began to understand a little bit of what Madame meant by living.

The wild man finally couldn't wait any longer, and a wild man picked up a thorny vine and walked over to Petru with a hateful whip on his back, screaming in a wow-wow.

Petru resisted the pain in his back, frowned, and gasped.

Mrs. Larry said, "Don't hesitate, it's okay, do what they ask!" ”

Petru gritted his teeth, gripped Mrs. Larry's distorted with both hands, and slowly swayed on top of her. He felt his wife's lower body be slimy, like the blood that was pouring out of his heart at this moment.

The whip of the savage was still wheaking, but the pain in Petru's heart outweighed the pain of flesh.

Mrs. Larry saw his predicament and said, "Petru, don't let them see that you are acting, they will not tolerate you pretending to be in front of the gods, come on, don't worry about my feelings, I can hold on!" A bleak smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Remember, to live!" You are only valuable if you are alive! ”

The once proud and great Redbeard felt like crying at this moment: "Madam, I really can't do it!" ”

Mrs. Larry raised her hand and touched his cheek: "Do you have a lover?" ”

"Lover?" Petrux remembered Lavier, who was in an Egyptian prison, "There was one, but we hadn't seen each other for many years. ”

"What's her name?"

"Ravière! Her name is Lavier. ”

"She must be beautiful!"

"Yes, she's beautiful!"

"Now, close your eyes and take me for Lavier!"

"Lavière......

Petru slowly closed his eyes, imagining what Lavier would look like—the soft pale blonde hair, the long eyelashes stretched over the blue eyes, the plump and sensual lips, the slender neck, the full and straight breasts, and the flat and smooth lower abdomen......

He saw Lavier approaching from a distance. Holding hands, they walked through the streets of Rome and into the church of Santa Maria, where they were married under the auspices of a priest.

They hugged each other tightly, kissed on the banks of the Tiber, and fell into the thick of roses. His back was covered with the thorns of roses, but the wounds were healed by the sweetness of love, and the pain was driven away by happiness.

He vented his thoughts and ** thoughts for many years after separating from Lavier......

As soon as the storm passed, the clouds disappeared and the rain stopped.

Lavier's figure faded away, waving at him from the window of an Egyptian prison.

Petru opened his misty eyes and saw the woman under him who was holding down a slight breath - emaciated, pale, withered...... Like the dead leaves that have left the branches, they have lost their nutrients and their former color.

A tear overflowed from his eyes and fell on Mrs. Larry's face like dew under the stars, falling on a dead leaf.

The king of pirates in the hearts of countless outlaws, the unbeatable redbeard, the steely man Petru, at this moment suddenly lost the strength of his body to support, and he lay on Mrs. Larry like a child and cried.

(Forgive me for not breaking this chapter any more than I can break one's mental backbone.) I wrote this in one breath and stared at the computer screen for half an hour. In the end, I still deleted some of the potentially uncomfortable clips, and kept the positive parts as much as possible.

I have been writing about spiritual power in this book, and I also believe that spiritual power is the support of our life. And the people who really lead the progress of human civilization and find the light in the dark universe are not the people who hold power and wealth, nor the fictional awakened people in the book, but like Lady Larry, who are willing to sacrifice themselves to the suffering for the sake of truth. They are fearless and courageous, they are the stars above us! ）8)