Sam Williams returned to town unharmed. I went to the tavern alone to eat a kangaroo steak, drank a liter of beer, and then took a nap on the balcony of the hotel. At four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun's rays shone into the canopy of the balcony, waking Sam up from a sweet sleep. He slowly stretched and sat up from the canvas chaise longue, grabbed the beer bottle from the wrought iron tea table, and poured the last drop of beer into his mouth.

Then the phone rang suddenly, Sam frantically slapped his coat pocket, and finally found the phone in the trash, "Hello?" He carefully removed the sticky banana peel from the phone and pressed the answer button, "If you want to find Sam Williams, please leave your message after a 'beep', this guy is now on vacation in distant Australia and doesn't want to answer work-related calls at all." ”

"Sam, I'm your neighbor, Mrs. Warren. Just to inform you that the water pipe in your house is leaking, we had to call the fire brigade to break down the door and fix the water pipe in case the leaking water will damage the whole house. Anyway, it's a mess right now, and I'll let my eldest daughter, Mary, watch the house for you for the time being, but try to get back as soon as possible. By the way, it doesn't matter if the turtle you asked us to foster hasn't eaten for three days, right?" said a middle-aged woman's voice on the other end of the phone.

"Ah, kind Mrs. Warren. The American sat up straight and showed a flattering expression: "The bathroom hose has already started dripping, and I wonder how long this old guy will last." Let Mary use my room to her heart's content, but don't go under my mattress, you know...... This one...... Single Men ...... And my Miss Gina, if you keep her in an unheated garage, she'll start hibernation once the temperature drops below thirteen degrees, and that's okay, just put some dirt in and she'll sleep comfortably in it. ”

Mrs. Warren replied, "Then I'll be relieved." Also, my Mary is twenty years old, and her boyfriends have changed seven or eight, and your adult magazine is nothing more than a pediatric for her. So be it, call me early when you come back, goodbye. ”

The phone hung up, Sam threw the phone on the table, the stainless steel casing of the phone slipping and turning on the table, plopping, and falling into the trash again. "Oh, that's a reasonable explanation. The American nodded, got up and walked into the back room.

He turned on the TV, chose a paid adult channel and started playing**, then locked the door, closed the window, closed the curtains, prepared a roll of toilet paper, and sat down in front of the TV. A plump naked girl appeared on the forty-inch screen, and Sam grinned at the corners of his mouth and smiled heartily, turning up the volume a little.

A seductive moan sounded, and the innkeeper downstairs frowned: "Here it is again, damn Yankee, don't you know how to restrain a little?"

Sam closed his eyes.

He slowly adjusted his breathing. He is only an amateur when it comes to the esoteric technique of meditation, and it takes about forty minutes to enter the deep state at a time, and he is an absolute crane tail in the entire organization. For some reason, the dark-haired, yellow-skinned Oriental is particularly easy to master the art of meditation, while a Caucasian person of Caucasian descent like him has a hard time finding the trick. Yoga poses are said to help with a meditative state, but Sam himself doesn't think lifting his feet above his head will help his mental state, and as a healthy American who is six feet tall and weighs two hundred pounds, he hasn't been able to do that kind of twisting movement since he was a baby.

Meditation is a form of altering consciousness that enhances self-knowledge and well-being by attaining a deep state of tranquility, which is in some ways a form of self-hypnosis. Sam Williams gradually sank into the dark consciousness, the sound of the ** film in his ears was far away, the touch of his body, the texture of his breath, the residual taste of beer on the tip of his tongue and the musty smell of the damp mattress of a cheap hotel gradually dissipated, as if he was pulled away from the real world by an invisible hand, and after thirty-five minutes, Sam finally found the ultimate peace of mind. It was a grayish-white, empty pure land, the five senses were gone, the outside world meant nothing to him, and even he disappeared at this moment.

At this time, an old man's voice was like a storm tearing through the sky, brutally intruding into this private mental space: "Sam Delta Copper Mine, the branch has passed your message to the headquarters, this time the direct communication time is limited to 3 minutes, you must make good use of it." ”

"Of course, listener, I'm risking my life to talk to you. Sam's consciousness vibrated in response.

"The headquarters is very appreciative of your work this time, after Asmontis in Japan, Beluse Papua in Romania, Beria in Turkey, and Samael in Germany, this is the sixth location of the branch of the Red Owl Brotherhood, and the headquarters can determine through the amount of satellite communication data and the laying status of submarine optical cables that you give the coordinates, and what you have found is the most special one of the seven departments of the Brotherhood, the 'King of the Deep Sea' Leviathan, who is responsible for the deployment of the 'world' project. "As a reward, you will immediately change your name to Sam Gamma Minus Silver Mine, and transfer you from the Intelligence Branch to the Executive Branch, and the Silver Mine will take the initiative to contact you." ”

"Ah, great, will there be a raise?" said the American, "I've been looking at that SEMI-engined Dodge Challenger for a long time, but I can't afford the luxury tax and gas tax, which are too expensive, can I afford it?"

The listener was silent for a moment, apparently not comfortable with Sam's way of speaking," ...... You immediately pack your bags and take the next flight to Tokyo, Japan, where the silver mining branch will assign you a mission. The Polish branch had locked up one of the Chosen Ones, protected him from escaping in the direction of Mongolia and China, and engaged in a head-on battle with the higher-ups of the Brotherhood Temple in China. According to credible information, one of the opposing parties is 'The Lion' Dvoru, the eleventh member of the Brotherhood's Round Table Council. To be able to get his attention shows that the Chosen One has a high entropy value, and this man is inextricably linked to your brother. ”

"My brother, what does that smelly astronaut have anything to do with him?" Sam wondered.

"The silver mine will give you an explanation. The limit is almost there, so let's stop here, good luck, gamma. ”

The tranquility of meditation was shattered, and the small gray world collapsed, the moans of women, the salty smell of the sea breeze, and a severe headache all came at the same time, "Poof!" Sam Williams spurted two streams of blood from his nostrils, and he immediately grabbed the roll of paper in his hand to block his nose to prevent blood from splashing onto the sheets. “...... Gamma sounds good, though...... Uhhh......hh I can't stand it every time......" he muttered through gritted teeth, and it took him ten minutes to get over his headache, staggering out of bed, turning off the TV, and going to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water. The nosebleed had clotted into a scab on his face, but fortunately the rupture of the nasal mucosa caused by the mental shock was easy to heal, and he did not bleed to death in the routine contact.

"There are always a few days in a month. Wiping his face with a towel, Sam rubbed the green stubble on his face with his hands and concluded, "The caste has been upgraded, but is it going to the front line to carry out the mission?" Japan. Very good, Japan. He pulled back the curtains and walked to the balcony, picked up his phone from the trash, found his brother's Rick Williams' phone number in the address book, hovered his finger over the dial button for a long time, and pressed cancel.

What happened in the "Blackfin Tuna" hotel in Devon Harbour naturally would not have been known to the staff in the white building not far away, in fact, the "Leviathan" is now in the midst of intense scheduling, and the two operators worked for 7 hours in a row before they had time to exit the "world" and turn the swivel chair to one place to chat and drink a cup of coffee.

"Falling from the monitoring room to this ghost department, the workload has tripled, I really don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing. One of them complained.

"Yes, using a loudspeaker to dismiss a lost tourist is really the easiest job, as long as you don't talk nonsense in the work log, you can leave work on time every day. The second agreed, "But who made us make a small mistake in operating the Van der Waals barrier, which caused the power supply to all of Tasmania to be cut off for five minutes?" ”

"That's not my fault!" the first exclaimed, "Who let Leviathan build on this small island where birds don't lay eggs, and the power of a few hydroelectric and tidal power stations is simply not enough!"

The second shook his head: "It is said that the southernmost island in the world has a unique advantage in satellite communication, but I don't know the specifics." Speaking of which, candidate No. 42 has been a bit eye-catching lately, and I heard that several big names in the three floors below us couldn't catch him when they joined forces, so we had to use the power of other bureaus. ”

"Hahaha, that's a real scandal. The first one smiled happily: "Fortunately, the Western Continent in charge of our bureau has been basically pacified by the Zavi Empire, and the work is easy to carry out." ”

At this moment, a voice sounded in the room: "Give me back to work! If you want coffee, just go back and drink it at night! A bunch of lazy idiots......"

Hearing the director's reprimand, the two people hurriedly put on earmuffs and eye masks, laid the seats flat, found a comfortable position to lie down, and drove the terminal chip implanted in the medulla oblongata to land in the 'world'.

"Is there a reaction from the magic array?" an officer's eyes were confused for a moment, and then he replied to the clarity, he moved his neck and asked the military mage beside him who was in charge of probing the magic array. "No, Your Excellency, there is no sign of the blood of heresy within a 50-mile radius. The mage replied.

"Then let's go to the next town. The officer ordered, and with his command knife he lifted the curtain and walked out of the tent, and the town square was crowded with shivering Saint-Boruns, and against the background of the ruined buildings, in the distance of the red plateau, stood a huge castle of black and brown. - The remains of a completely burned Red Stone Castle.