" Perry Rhodan Special Edition - In the Centre of the Galaxy" - читать интересную книгу автора (Perry Rhodan) тАЬWould it do any good to ask Harno for help?тАЭ
That question had preyed on PuckyтАЩs mind for a long time. Harno, the mysterious manifestation in the form of a round black ball, had lost himself in the oceans of space and time for many years. When the mutants, in a concerted telepathic effort, called on him, they were to some extent successful. But so far, this strange being, which definitely lacked any organic structure, had not extended the help theyтАЩd asked for. As a rule, Harno would appear simply as a chrono- projection and had maintained that he could not come himselfтАФor was not allowed to. He was at the very end of time, Harno had said the last time. And there he must stay. What тАШthe end of timeтАЩ was, no one could imagine. Not Rhodan, and least of all Pucky. Harno indicated that from his vantage point he could look back upon the past of the universe and thus could foresee its relative future. More he would not say. All this was enough fodder for the maddest of speculations. тАЬHarno?тАЭ Homunk suddenly took on such a disapproving expression that Pucky could make nothing of it. тАЬThere are only three telepaths among youтАФI wonder whether thatтАЩll be enough.тАЭ тАЬWeтАЩve already done it with just us three telepaths from Earth.тАЭ тАЬSo what! That doesnтАЩt mean too much!тАЭ тАЬSomething, anyway.тАЭ Pucky shrugged. Homunk concentrated again on the screen. The Silver Arrow was still two million kilometres away from EX-238. Apparently motionless. But as they were watching, a star on their right grew larger and larger and turned into a huge flaming sun. The instruments registered planets that couldnтАЩt be seen with the deeps of the universe. тАЬтАШSomethingтАЩ is not enough,тАЭ said Homunk and with this dismissed PuckyтАЩs idea. Pucky made no reply. He was listening inside himself and slid off his chair. тАЬSorry,тАЭ he murmured, a bit embarrassed. тАЬIтАЩm afraid IтАЩd better get back to my friends. IltuтАЩs just sent a message.тАЭ Homunk smiled knowingly. тАЬTrouble?тАЭ тАЬA little, maybe.тАЭ тАЬRascalsтАФto use a human expression. Bell was right: 10 million fleas are more easily controlled than a mere 10 mousebeavers. That other time, the shenanigans with the antigravity gravity shaftтАжтАЭ тАЬItтАЩs not so bad this time. ItтАЩs only a private misunderstanding.тАЭ тАЬI see,тАЭ signified Homunk and turned toward the screens. Pucky waited another 2 or 3 seconds, then he dematerialised. He would show those ten ilts from Mars who was boss. Besides, he wanted to cut a good figure in front of Iltu. * * * * After the rest period, Maj. Lan Koster returned to central control. The navigation officer sighed with relief. It was not to every oneтАЩs liking to work with a robot who could not be told apart from a man of flesh and blood. The Silver Arrow was still 7 liseks (light-seconds) away and had hardly altered its course. It looked as if it were heading straight for its home base. But assuredly |
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