" Perry Rhodan 0041 - (33) The Giant's Partner" - читать интересную книгу автора (Perry Rhodan)

dedicated himself to the assigned task.

TheTitan lay on the border of the spaceport, close to the highway leading to Tagnor. The bottom half of
the mighty sphere rested in a vacated hangar, which had been placed zealously at their disposal by the
Zarlt. Of course, not without ulterior motives: he still kept on hoping that Rhodan would reveal to him the
secret of how he had broken through the defence ring of the Arkon System.

He had been hoping this already for several weeks without any results and finally his patience seemed to
be exhausted. Rhodan was waiting calmly for the precise moment when the Zarlt would drop his mask.

The door opened and in waddled a king-size Mickey Mouse with a rusty brown pelt. It was perhaps 3
feet long, had large ears, a pointed snout and a broad, flat beaver tail. In its brown eyes sparkled a trace
of deviltry.

The curious creature squeaked "Hello!" in purest Intercosmo and made itself comfortable on a couch. It
watched Bell pensively for awhile but he studiously ignored it, concentrating on his videoscreens.
Eventually it sighed resignedly and turned to Rhodan to complete the announcement it had started to
make. "More Mooffs have arrived."

This attracted RhodanтАЩs attention. "WhoтАЩs bringing them in?"

"Ships of the ZarltтАЩs fleet but I found out that they are not the ones who are responsible for the actual
transport. TheyтАЩre trans-shipping cargo from alien ships out on the edge of the System."

"Aha!" Rhodan said. "I was afraid of that. The unknown Masters havenтАЩt given up yet."

"Do you want Tama and me to continue our mission?"

Rhodan nodded briefly. In his opinion it was a senseless massacre if more Mooffs continued to be
brought to this world as replacements; but on the other hand the situation would become dangerous if the
Mooffs gained the upper hand. It was at least necessary to keep their number from growing any larger.

The MooffsтАФ!

They represented the basic problem. Someone who remained shrewdly in the background was causing
the telepathically endowed methane-breathers to be brought to Zalit, already packed in appropriate glass
pressure chambers, in which the 5-foot jellyfish creatures crouched. In addition to telepathy, they
commanded a certain suggestive faculty, although by Earthly standards somewhat weak. In spite of this
they had succeeded in bringing the Zarlt and the ruling echelons of Zalit under their influenceтАФwhich they
had been commissioned to do. The Zarlt was thus meant to conquer the Arkonide Empire for an
unknown race of beingsтАФthis much Rhodan had learned already but not a thing more.

Nevertheless it was enough to burden him with a weighty decision.

The mighty galactic empire of the Arkonides was not ruled by humans but by the largest positronic brain
of the known universe. Quite aside from the fact that itтАЩs difficult to show sympathy for a machine, the
robot Regent of Arkon had not treated Rhodan very well. He pursued him and regarded him as a sort of
Public Enemy #1. The Arkonides themselves, decadent and indolent bon vivants, concerned themselves
very little with happenings within the Empire. They relinquished all responsibility to the robot brain and
were convinced that it ruled as they would rule. There was actually some sense to this and yet Rhodan