" Perry Rhodan 0116 - (108) Duel Under the Double Sun" - читать интересную книгу автора (Perry Rhodan)

"IтАЩll be there in a few minutes," I said. "Do we have any positive tracking co├╢rdinates yet?"

"Not yet, Your Excellence."

My chronometer indicated 10 a.m., standard galactic time. The Terrans were not being very punctual. I
fell to brooding again. Ever since the illness of my friend Perry Rhodan relatively insignificant things had a
way of getting on my nerves. Even this slight delay of our rendezvous time made me uneasy. A few
months previously I would not have been concerned about such trivialities but now I was already in a
panic just because the time agreed upon had been exceeded by merely 10 minutes.

I shook my head in my perplexity and bumped against the earphones.

From my extra-brain my logic sector chided me:an insignificant factor, considering the distance of
33,000 light-years.

I became impatient with myself. Of course 10 minutes were insignificant. Even if the Terran delegation
arrived 10 hours late it would still not be a matter for argument.

The catalogue sun, known only as 41-B-1847-ArqH, was high enough now to bathe the nearby
mountaintops with a dark-red tint. It seemed as if blood had been spilled down their sides. Blood! I
shivered although my air-conditioning meter indicated an outside temperature of more than 70┬░
Fahrenheit. Saos was a desert world without a breathable atmosphere. The planet belonged to the
Arkonide Imperium and was thus under my jurisdiction.

On my home world, Arkon 1, no one knew where I had gone in the fast robot cruiser. My sole object
was to be able to confer with the leading men of Earth and to express myself directly concerning the
current situation.

The reports concerning the state of RhodanтАЩs health were very alarming. It had been determined that his
cell activator had grown into his body and caused an unknown phenomenon of тАШexplosive cell divisionтАЩ. It
was not possible to remove the dangerous device by means of surgery. Inasmuch as my own cell
activator had kept me healthy and youthful for 10,000 years, by Earthly reckoning. I could not
understand how RhodanтАЩs activator had produced such an effect.

Had some mistake been made in the activatorтАЩs programming? Was it possible that the individual
synchronization adjustments were not properly aligned with RhodanтАЩs biological frequencies? Unknown
to Terran intelligence agents I had flown to the synthetic planet Wanderer in an attempt to answer these
questions. I had hoped to be able to discuss the problem with the composite entity who lived there.
However, the disembodied intelligence calledIt was not available for such a contact. In other words,It
preferred to maintain silence. So I had been forced to make the long return journey without bringing any
new help for Rhodan.

The outside temperature continued to increase. The sun rose above the mountain chain and flooded the
rugged terrain with its brilliant light. The dreary desolation of the ruined Anti base was suddenly
accentuated by the stark illumination. Here the god-priests of the Baalol cult had tried to lure the Terrans
onto a false trail. But 2 young officers of the Solar Fleet had been able to see through the deception in
time.
 Saos was not the home world of the Antis, after all. Meanwhile I had refrained from taking action against
the Terran landing manoeuvres because I had not considered it to be a serious threat to my position as
Imperator of the stellar empire. In fact I had just recently learned that the Antis had been trying to