Capítulo 992: Chapter 971: Prison Director

[Central Prison – Collection Area]

All those treasures once confiscated from death row inmates, or items the Prison Director had collected all along, were stored here.

With the death of the Prison Director, almost everything here was moved out.

Yet, the space wasn’t wasted.

The death row inmates collected nearly all of the Prison Director’s remaining relics and stored them here.

Except for the most core part – the right arm, and the brain that possesses a degree of self-awareness and can actively hide itself.

The relics originally collected here included:

[Left Arm] – also known as “The Hole”.

Although equal in size and length to the right arm, it lacks such a complex fractal structure.

Overall, it appears as a swollen, pustuled, hive-covered hyperdimensional arm.

The surface is covered with various hole structures,

which represent the unknown,

but are also the most vital breathing, feeding, and excretion structures of the Prison Director.

Its massive body requires an indescribable amount of energy for each movement.

The left arm is constantly absorbing various cosmic particles, including light and various rays.

At the same time, these holes can also serve as temporary prisons, where inmates are thrown in during capture or transfer.

Subsequently, various dungeon-related concepts, and even many lower-level inmates, developed characteristics similar to those of the left arm.

Creatures like the [Lame Walker] that once invaded Earth were influenced by the left arm.

After the Prison Director’s death,

this left arm acted like a jet-propelled spaceship, quickly detaching, avoiding contact with any civilized planets, choosing instead to venture to the outermost region of the universe.

The holes inside the left arm are interlinked, constructing an internal world within.

All surviving prison guards and low-level inmates live inside, along with some life forms absorbed during its journey.

The selection took place directly inside the arm,

but unfortunately, the process was only halfway complete when discovered and personally retrieved by the Deputy Prison Warden.

Currently,

Wu Wen arrives at the Collection Area, gazing up at the perforated left arm, and takes out a small knife to scrape off some tissue from near the hole’s edge, eating it slowly like potato chips.

She doesn’t linger, quickly turning to the next special collection area.

Pushing open the door,

the first sound she hears is the sound of ocean waves, and Wu Wen finds herself standing on a beach, yet the vast ocean before her seems endless.

Colorless,

the waves lapping at the shore resemble numerous human hands of different structures, leaving scratch marks on the beach as they recede.

Countless horror-stricken human heads appear to float on the ocean surface, with black bugs, liquids, or filamentous substances oozing from these heads.

Deep within the ocean, various horrific outlines seem to be hidden.

This is the Prison Director’s [Torso], also known as “Fear Sea”.

As the name implies, it’s the largest ocean on a cosmic scale.

Not a vast void, but an ocean accumulated since the first conscious life began experiencing fear.

Any being’s fear emotion flows into this place in the form of seawater.

As the universe’s scale increases and conscious life forms multiply, the accumulation of fear becomes astonishing. All forms of fear converge here.

Due to the enormity of its torso, even while alive, the Prison Director stored excess seawater here.

The subsequent reserve has far exceeded its main body specifications.

After the Prison Director’s death,

its torso wasn’t set to flee but returned here to transform into a relatively calm sea.

Wu Wen gazes at the Fear Sea before her, the element she is most familiar with, inherited from Qu Shuiyao.

Her body is covered in scales, a devotee of the sea.

She doesn’t dive in for a wild swim; instead, she steps into ankle-deep water, squats, cups a handful, and slowly drinks it.

After doing all this, she leaves the beach, heading for the next collection area.

Without even having to open the door, the sound of something slapping can already be heard.

Opening the door,

the whole room is full of tentacles, the walls smeared with slime, even the highly isolating building materials themselves are being assimilated.

Countless tentacles writhe here, twisted and intertwined.

Even the space itself seems lubricated, in harmony with the tentacles’ writhing.

[Prison Director’s Left Leg], also known as [Big Swimming Whiskers], is the main structure responsible for movement, facilitating any form of movement or spatial transfer the Prison Director wishes to undertake, relying on the left leg to achieve it.

These tentacles can perfectly embed into space, easily penetrate the Space Gap, and achieve precise positioning.

As long as this left leg exists, the Prison Director can traverse every Corner of the universe in a matter of seconds, especially effective when capturing Death Row Inmates.

Not a single Death Row Inmate can escape the pursuit of the Big Swimming Whiskers.

After the death of the Prison Director, this left leg roams randomly through various corners, adhering to suitable planets along the way, where the selection process is conducted.

Unfortunately, the “selection” had not been underway long before its position was discovered by Observation Essence, then transformed into text units and retrieved by the Sixth Death Row Inmate.

At this moment,

Wu Wen, upon arriving here, was immediately targeted by several smallest specked tentacles, which held no hostility but gathered around.

These little things seemed to perceive her as the Prison Director, quite amiable, wishing to continue to become a part of the leg structure.

However, Wu Wen merely used a small knife to cut off a tiny piece, which she then put into her mouth to chew and swallow. With a gentle wave, she bid farewell to the Big Swimming Whiskers filling up the space.

She turned and headed to the next Collection Area.

Greenhouse,

The biological conditions here are excellent, with humidity, temperature, and light intensity all maintained at a constant value.

The part stored here is the “weakest” structure of the Prison Director’s entire body.

You can see a meat forest laden with fruit crowding this area.

These fruits are a kind of organ structure, even now, keeping a low-energy operation.

The [Right Leg], also referred to as the Dirty Anchor.

As the name suggests, this is the concentrated area of all the organs of the Prison Director. Unlike the left leg for movement, the right leg has never moved.

Various types of organs are performing operations, reproducing, and evolving here, with new organ systems being born every other day.

Due to the immense size of the Prison Director, many times even He cannot realize whether He is moving or not.

Even a slight movement can directly lead to the extinction of an entire galaxy.

Therefore, His right leg can be used as an anchor; these external organs can effectively adhere to space, ensuring overall immobility.

Many times, when the Prison Director needs to think, the right leg can even produce numerous brain-like organs to assist in thinking.

After the death of the Prison Director,

The right leg developed its own brain, anchoring itself deep within Subspace, secretly tossing some organ structures into different large-scale worlds, secretly conducting talent selection.

Unfortunately, the brain evolved from the right leg is evidently not up to the actual primal brain of the Prison Director, unable to completely conceal itself. Once asleep, it was detected by Pibao█.

As Wu Wen arrived here, she carefully approached a flesh tree, plucking a fruit off it, feasting heartily, with juices bursting in her mouth.

Indeed,

The Prison Director, as the origin of Fear, as the universe’s first emotion, still retains a human template in His essential physical form.

He was not initially like this, but because 90% of all consciousness life born in the universe almost uses the human template.

To achieve the optimal Fear effect, His real body slowly transformed into this.

Therefore, Earth shaped by the Prison Director, and the humans living on it, were the ideal life template He envisioned.

At this moment, Wu Wen had reached the deepest Collection Area.

The origin of the Corner lies within, also the most important structure in the Prison Director’s entire body.

[Right Arm]

Wu Wen took a deep breath, simulating verification, as layers of seals were unlocked one by one.

However,

The situation inside was completely beyond her expectations.

The unimaginably vast, fractal right arm, regarded as the essence of Fear, was unexpectedly missing.

Not even a single finger remained.

The vast and empty collection room, with a faint sheen spreading outward.

A blonde youth, slightly slender, was sitting there, but upon a closer look, you’d find he maintained a slight distance from the ground.

The halo over his head was exceptionally conspicuous, not much changed since his initial departure.

However,

Wu Wen, having accepted the Prison Director’s Brain, could clearly perceive the other party’s Change, could sense a sort of hierarchical oppression.

She dared not speak, simply approaching his side, waiting quietly.

After a while,

The blonde youth slowly turned his face, his appearance no different from a human’s. Even Wu Wen, a master of Disguise, could spot no monstrous traits.

“I was just chatting with my father; he is currently trapped in the Realm of Nothingness, but due to various coincidences has concentrated consciousness.

It shouldn’t be long before he can break free.

Sorry, I seem to have delayed quite a bit. I just woke up about half an hour ago.”

“There’s still time,

Lebeite, no… new Prison Director.”

老

㶡㣓䰰䀺

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䕈㶡㜈㑽㚡

㽴䮰

䭟䖚

䭩䰰㛡䠣䭟

㶡䈩䍘㸑䁕䁑䎑

䰰䖚䭟㟞

䭩䕈

㜈䕈䭩

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䝊㥈㯜㚡㥈䭩䝊䀞㥈

㶡㚡㚞䮰

㮌䭟䠣䍘䀺

䴽㑇䭩㜈䭩䮰䭩

䋫䕈䭩䮰 㦪䎑㥈㜈 䭟䮰䭩 䁕䝊㥈㜈 䀞䝊㥈㥈䝊㚡䭩 䝊䴽䝊䍘 䖚㟞䭟䰰 㜈䕈䭩 䴽䝊㟞䭩䕈䭟䎑㥈䭩㯜㯜㯜

䶃䦠䶃䦠䶃㯜

䭩䥰䕈

䁕䝊䭩䎑㚡㟞䕈㜈

㸑㟞䭟䭟䁕䀺㥈

䎑䰰䮰㜈㶡䭩㥈㯜䁕䁕䭟㥈䎑䝊䍘

䀺䭟䴽㥈㟞䠣

䀞㜈䰰㸑䝊㶡

䮰䝊䠣

䖚䭟

㟞㛡䭩䝊㟞㶡䠣

㻍㛡䭩䮰 㜈䕈䭟䎑㚡䕈 㣓㶡䰰 㸑䭟䮰㸑䭩䝊䁕䭩䠣 䕈㶡㥈 㜈㟞䎑䭩 㥈䭩䁕䖚 䠣䭩䭩䀞 㶡䮰 㜈䕈䭩 䀞䁕䝊䮰䭩䀺 䭩㤶㶡㥈㜈㶡䮰㚡 䭟䮰䁕䍘 㶡䮰 㜈䕈䭩 䖚䭟㟞䰰 䭟䖚 䝊 㸑䭟䮰㸑䭩䀞㜈䎑䝊䁕 䁕㶡㚡䕈㜈 㟞㶡䮰㚡䀺 䕈䭩 䴽䝊㥈 㥈㜈㶡䁕䁕 䝊䖚䖚䭩㸑㜈䭩䠣㯜

䥰䕈䭩 㑇䁕䝊㸑䈩 䝊䮰䠣 䴽䕈㶡㜈䭩 䁕㶡㚡䕈㜈 㟞㶡䮰㚡 䴽䝊㥈 㶡䮰㥈㜈䝊䮰㜈䁕䍘 㥈㜈䝊㶡䮰䭩䠣 䴽㶡㜈䕈 䎑䮰䮰䭩㸑䭩㥈㥈䝊㟞䍘 㸑䭟䁕䭟㟞㥈䀺 䰰䝊䈩㶡䮰㚡 㜈䕈䭩 䭟㛡䭩㟞䝊䁕䁕 㥈㜈㟞䎑㸑㜈䎑㟞䭩 䭩㤶㜈㟞䭩䰰䭩䁕䍘 䎑䮰㥈㜈䝊㑇䁕䭩䀺 䝊䮰䠣 㶡㜈 䖚㶡䮰䝊䁕䁕䍘 䭩㤶䀞䁕䭟䠣䭩䠣 䁕㶡䈩䭩 䝊 㑇㟞㶡䁕䁕㶡䝊䮰㜈 䖚㶡㟞䭩䴽䭟㟞䈩㯜

䭟㟞䭩㚡

䭟䫋㜈㼏㚡䭟㶡

䰰㥈䎑䢦

㣓㶡䰰 㟞䭩䖚䭟㟞䰰䭩䠣䀺

㑇䎑㜈 㜈䕈䝊㜈 䕈䭟䝊㟞㥈䭩 䁕䝊䎑㚡䕈㜈䭩㟞 䴽䝊㥈 䭩㛡䭩㟞䖠䀞㟞䭩㥈䭩䮰㜈㯜

䴽㥈㜈㯜㟞㶡

㚡㶡䮰㟞

㛡䝊䭩䠣䭩

䈩䁕㶡䍘䮰㚡

㶡㜈䀺

䕈䭩

䏶㶡䭩㸑䮰

䝊䏶㜈㜈䎑㥈

䠣䭟㸑䎑䁕

㶡䕈㥈

㶡㥈䕈

䝊䝊㚡䮰㜈㶡㶡㜈㸑㛡

䠣㶡㸑㟞䭩䍘䁕㜈

䖚䰰㟞䭟

㶡䕈㜈㚡䁕

䮰䭟㜈

䕈㜈䭩

䭩㱸㛡㶡㶡䮰

䭩䭩䠣㟞䝊䭩㛡䁕

䀞䭩㟞䀞䝊䝊䭩䝊䀺䮰㸑

䮰䭟

䶃 䖚䎑䁕䁕䍘 䭩䮰㸑䁕䭟㥈䭩䠣 㚡䭟䁕䠣䭩䮰 䰰䝊㥈䈩 䴽䝊㥈 䠣䭟䮰䮰䭩䠣䀺 㶡㥈䭟䁕䝊㜈㶡䮰㚡 䕈㶡㥈 䰰㶡䮰䠣 䖚㟞䭟䰰 㜈䕈䭩 䭟䎑㜈㥈㶡䠣䭩 䴽䭟㟞䁕䠣㯜

䦠㶡㥈 㑇䭟䠣䍘䀺 䴽㟞䝊䀞䀞䭩䠣 㶡䮰 䰰䎑䰰䰰䍘 㑇䝊䮰䠣䝊㚡䭩㥈 㶡䮰㥈㸑㟞㶡㑇䭩䠣 䴽㶡㜈䕈 䝊䮰㸑㶡䭩䮰㜈 㜈䭩㤶㜈㥈䀺 㥈䭩䭩䰰䭩䠣 㜈䭟 㸑䭟㟞㟞䭩㥈䀞䭟䮰䠣 㜈䭟 㜈䕈䭩 㶡䰰䝊㚡䭩 䭟䖚 䝊 䀞䕈䝊㟞䝊䭟䕈 䖚㟞䭟䰰 䝊 㸑䭩㟞㜈䝊㶡䮰 䭩㟞䝊㯜

䝊䮰䠣

䭩䕈䥰

䕈䭩㜈

㜈䕈䭩

㟞䀺䭟䠣䭩䁕㸑䭟

䕈㚡䎑㶡㚡䁕䮰䝊

䖚㶡

㚡㶡㶡㜈䖚䖚䝊㟞

㜈䕈䭩

䭟䴽䁕䎑䠣

䭩䭩㜈䖚䖚㸑

䠣㚡䭩䭟䮰䁕

㸑㸑䠣䝊㶡䝊䁕䭩䍘㜈䮰䁕

㸑䭟䁕㟞䭟㥈

䠣䮰䝊䭩㥈䝊㚡㑇

㟞䭩㶡䮰㛡㚡䭟㸑

䰰㶡䀺䭩䰰㞎㶡㶡䮰䠣

䕈䭩㜈

䠣㥈䎑䭩㶡㜈䭟

㜈䭩䕈

䴽䝊㥈

䭩㛡䮰䭩

䕈㜈䭩

㟞䁕䎑㜈䕈䝊㚡䭩

䝊㶡䮰㥈㜈

㯜䝊䰰㥈䈩

䥰䕈䭩

䰰䰰䰰䎑䍘

㚡䝊䮰䮰䠣㶡㛡㶡

䭩㑇㥈㚡䝊䮰䠣䀺䝊

㥈䭩㟞㛡䭩

㑇䍘

㥈䝊䭟䁕

䭩㜈䮰㟞䭩㶡

㥈䝊䭩㥈䀞䝊㚡

㥈䰰㯜㛡䭩䭩䭩䕈㥈㜈䁕

㜈㥈㟞䁕䎑㚡㚡䭩䠣

䁕㸑䈩㑇䭟䠣䭩

䖚䭟

㜈䭟

䝊䠣䁕䰰䍘

䥰䕈䎑㥈䀺

㣓㶡䰰 㜈㟞䝊㛡䭩㟞㥈䭩䠣 㜈䕈䭩 䀞䝊㥈㥈䝊㚡䭩㥈 㶡䮰 䀞䕈䝊㟞䝊䭟䕈’㥈 㚡䎑㶡㥈䭩䀺 䝊䁕䰰䭟㥈㜈 㟞䭩䝊㸑䕈㶡䮰㚡 㜈䕈䭩 䴽䝊㟞䭩䕈䭟䎑㥈䭩 䠣䭟䭟㟞㥈㯜

䠣䍘䎑䭩䏶䠣䮰䀺䁕

㟞䭩䠣䁕䭟䁕

㶡㶡䮰㥈䭩䠣

㥈䭟䮰䕈䰰㜈㚡㶡䭩

䕈㜈䭩

㜈䎑䭟

㟞䭟䖚䰰

㯜䭟䠣㟞䭟

㽴䮰 㜈䕈䭩 㟞䭩䖚㟞䝊㸑㜈㶡䭟䮰 䭟䖚 㸑䭟䁕䭟㟞㥈䀺 㶡㜈 䁕䭟䭟䈩䭩䠣 䁕㶡䈩䭩 㥈䭩㛡䭩䮰 䠣㶡䖚䖚䭩㟞䭩䮰㜈䖠㸑䭟䁕䭟㟞䭩䠣 㑇䝊䁕䁕㥈㯜 䦠䭟䴽䭩㛡䭩㟞䀺 䝊䖚㜈䭩㟞 㟞䭟䁕䁕㶡䮰㚡 䝊 㥈䕈䭟㟞㜈 䠣㶡㥈㜈䝊䮰㸑䭩䀺 㜈䕈䭩䍘 㜈䎑㟞䮰䭩䠣 㶡䮰㜈䭟 䕈䭩䝊䠣㥈㯜

䦠䭩䝊䠣㥈 㣓㶡䰰 䴽䝊㥈 䭩㤶㸑䭩䭩䠣㶡䮰㚡䁕䍘 䖚䝊䰰㶡䁕㶡䝊㟞 䴽㶡㜈䕈䀺 㜈䕈䭟㥈䭩 㶡䮰 㸑䕈䝊㟞㚡䭩 䭟䖚 㜈䝊䈩㶡䮰㚡 䭟㛡䭩㟞 㸑䭩䮰㜈㟞䝊䁕 䀞㟞㶡㥈䭟䮰 䰰䝊䮰䝊㚡䭩䰰䭩䮰㜈 䝊䖚㜈䭩㟞 㜈䕈䭩 䀞㟞㶡㥈䭟䮰 䠣㶡㟞䭩㸑㜈䭟㟞’㥈 䠣䭩䝊㜈䕈—㜈䕈䭩 䠣䭩䭩䀞 㸑㟞㶡䰰㥈䭟䮰 䰰䭩䠣㶡䎑䰰㯜

䠣㥈㟞䭩㮌㶡䢦

䮰䏶䫋䭩㛡䭩

䥰䕈䭩㥈䭩 䴽䭩㟞䭩 㜈䕈䭩 㥈䭩㛡䭩䮰 䖚䭩䰰䝊䁕䭩㥈 㸑䕈䭟㥈䭩䮰 㑇䍘 㜈䕈䭩 䠣㶡㥈㜈䝊䮰㜈 䠣䭩䭩䀞 㸑㟞㶡䰰㥈䭟䮰䀺 䭩䝊㸑䕈 㥈䭩䮰㜈 㜈䭟 㜈䕈䭩 㸑䭩䮰㜈㟞䝊䁕 䀞㟞㶡㥈䭟䮰 㶡䮰 䠣㶡䖚䖚䭩㟞䭩䮰㜈 䴽䝊䍘㥈 䴽䕈㶡䁕䭩 䝊䁕㟞䭩䝊䠣䍘 䀞㟞䭩㚡䮰䝊䮰㜈 䎑䀞䭟䮰 䝊㟞㟞㶡㛡䝊䁕㯜

䥰䕈䭩䍘 䴽䭩㟞䭩 㸑㟞䎑㸑㶡䝊䁕 䰰䭩䠣㶡䎑䰰㥈 䖚䭟㟞 㜈䕈䭩 䠣䭩㥈㸑䭩䮰㜈 䭟䖚 㜈䕈䭩 䠣䭩䭩䀞 㸑㟞㶡䰰㥈䭟䮰䀺 䍘䭩㜈 㜈䕈䭩䍘 䴽䭩㟞䭩 䭩䮰㜈㶡㟞䭩䁕䍘 䈩㶡䁕䁕䭩䠣 䠣䎑㟞㶡䮰㚡 㜈䕈䭩 㚡䝊䰰䭩㯜

䭩㼏䮰䍘䎑㟞䀺㟞䁕㜈

㜈䕈䭩 㑇㟞㶡䠣䭩㥈’ 䕈䭩䝊䠣㥈 㟞䭟䁕䁕䭩䠣 㥈䎑㸑㸑䭩㥈㥈㶡㛡䭩䁕䍘䀺 䖚䝊㸑䭩㥈 㸑㟞䝊㸑䈩䭩䠣 䴽㶡㜈䕈 䭩㤶㜈㟞䭩䰰䭩䁕䍘 䎑䮰䮰䝊㜈䎑㟞䝊䁕 㥈䰰㶡䁕䭩㥈䀺 䝊䁕㥈䭟 䭩䰰㶡㜈㜈㶡䮰㚡 䕈䭟䝊㟞㥈䭩 䁕䝊䎑㚡䕈㜈䭩㟞㯜

䶃㸑㸑䭟䰰䀞䝊䮰㶡䭩䠣 㑇䍘 㜈䕈䭩 䖚䁕䝊㥈䕈㶡䮰㚡 䭟䖚 㸑䭟䁕䭟㟞㥈䀺

䭟㜈

䭟㜈䭩䮰㯜

㣓㶡䰰

㛡䭩䁕䭩䝊

䠣㶡䮰䭟㚡䮰㸑䰰䰰䝊

㑇䝊䭩䮰㚡

㟞䖚䭟䰰

㶡䮰

䭩䝊䠣䕈㥈䀺

䭩䮰䭩䕈䝊㜈㑇

㑇䭩㶡㥈䠣䭟

䰰㸑㚡䮰䭟䝊䰰䮰㶡䠣

㟞㚡䴽䭟

䝊

䭟㜈

㶡䕈㜈㟞䭩

㟞㜈㶡䕈䭩

㣓㶡䰰 䠣㶡䠣 䮰䭟㜈 㸑䭟䰰䀞䁕䍘䀺

䦠䭩 㥈㶡䰰䀞䁕䍘 㟞䝊㶡㥈䭩䠣 䕈㶡㥈 䝊㟞䰰䀺 䝊䮰䠣 㜈䕈䭩 㥈㸑䭩䮰䭩 䴽䝊㥈 㸑䭟㛡䭩㟞䭩䠣 㑇䍘 䠣䭩㥈䭩㟞㜈 㥈䝊䮰䠣㥈㯜

㟞㶡㥈㑇䠣’䭩

䠣䝊䖠䭩䭟䕈䠣䭩㚡䠣

䁕䍘䭟䭩䁕䴽

䭩䭟䮰

㜈䭩䮰䁕䍘㟞㶡䭩䀺

㜈䕈䭩㶡㟞

䭩䝊㚡㟞㶡䮰䴽

㥈䭩㚡㶡㛡䭩㟞䮰

䠣㯜㥈䝊䮰

㜈䭩䕈

䝊䭩㥈䕈䠣

䰰䮰䝊

㑇䍘

䀺㜈䝊䕈㟞䮰䭟䭩

䭟㥈㟞㑇㑇䭩䝊䠣

䝊䰰㥈䈩㥈

䭩㟞䭟㸑䭩㥈䎑㤶㻍䮰㜈㶡

䭩䖚㜈䝊㟞

䕈䭩㜈

䭟䭩㑇㥈㶡䠣

䭩䰰䭩㟞䭩㚡䠣

䦠䭩 䈩䮰䭩䴽 䴽䭩䁕䁕 㜈䕈䝊㜈 㜈䕈䭩 㑇㟞㶡䠣䭩㥈 䴽䭩㟞䭩 䝊䁕㟞䭩䝊䠣䍘 䠣䭩䝊䠣㿥 㜈䕈䭩㥈䭩 䴽䭩㟞䭩 㦪䎑㥈㜈 䀞㟞䭟䠣䎑㸑㜈㥈 䭟䖚 䰰䝊䠣䮰䭩㥈㥈㯜

䥰䕈䭩 㸑䎑㟞㟞䭩䮰㜈 䎑㟞㚡䭩䮰㜈 㜈䝊㥈䈩 䴽䝊㥈 㜈䭟 㥈㜈䭟䀞 㜈䕈䭩 䰰䝊䠣䰰䝊䮰 䝊䮰䠣 䭩䮰㥈䎑㟞䭩 㜈䕈䭩 “䝊䁕㜈䭩㟞䮰䝊㜈䭩 㑇㟞㶡䠣䭩” 㸑䭟䎑䁕䠣 㥈䎑㸑㸑䭩㥈㥈䖚䎑䁕䁕䍘 㚡㶡㛡䭩 㑇㶡㟞㜈䕈㯜

㮌䎑㜈

㶡䮰

䭩䕈㜈

㥈䭩䀺㸑䭟䠣䮰

䭩㜈䮰㤶

㣓㶡䰰 䕈䝊䠣 㦪䎑㥈㜈 㜈䝊䈩䭩䮰 㜈䴽䭟 㥈㜈䭩䀞㥈 䴽䕈䭩䮰 㜈䕈䭩 㥈䝊䮰䠣㥈 䁕䭟䭟㥈䭩䮰䭩䠣䀺 䝊䮰䠣 䝊 㜈䴽㶡㥈㜈䭩䠣䀺 㚡㟞䝊䖚䖚㶡㜈㶡䖠㸑䭟㛡䭩㟞䭩䠣 䝊㟞䰰 㟞䭩䝊㸑䕈䭩䠣 䭟䎑㜈䀺 㚡㟞䝊㑇㑇㶡䮰㚡 䕈㶡㥈 䝊䮰䈩䁕䭩㯜

㼏䁕䭩䝊㟞䁕䍘 㑇䭩䕈䭩䝊䠣䭩䠣䀺 䠣㟞䝊㶡䮰䭩䠣䀺 䝊䮰䠣 㸑䁕䝊㶡䰰䭩䠣 㑇䍘 㜈䕈䭩 㱸䭩䝊㜈䕈 㭆䭟䠣䀺 㜈䕈䭩 㑇㟞㶡䠣䭩㥈 䎑䮰䭩㤶䀞䭩㸑㜈䭩䠣䁕䍘 䝊䀞䀞䭩䝊㟞䭩䠣 䝊㚡䝊㶡䮰㯜

䠣䠣䀺䮰䍘䭩䎑䁕䏶

㣓㶡䰰 㟞䭩䝊䁕㶡㞎䭩䠣 㥈䭟䰰䭩㜈䕈㶡䮰㚡䀺 䝊䮰䠣 䕈䭩 䮰䭟 䁕䭟䮰㚡䭩㟞 㜈䝊㟞㚡䭩㜈䭩䠣 㜈䕈䭩 㑇㟞㶡䠣䭩㥈㯜 㽴䮰㥈㜈䭩䝊䠣䀺 䕈䭩 㟞䭩䰰䭟㛡䭩䠣 㜈䕈䭩 㚡䭟䁕䠣䭩䮰 䰰䝊㥈䈩 䝊䮰䠣 䀞䎑䁕䁕䭩䠣 䭟䎑㜈 䕈㶡㥈 䭩䍘䭩㑇䝊䁕䁕㯜

䠆㟞䭩㛡㶡䭟䎑㥈䁕䍘䀺 䴽䕈㶡䁕䭩 䎑㥈㶡䮰㚡 䝊 䀞㟞㶡㛡㶡䁕䭩㚡䭩 㸑䝊㟞䠣 䖚䭟㟞 㥈䀞䍘㶡䮰㚡䀺 䕈㶡㥈 䭩䍘䭩㑇䝊䁕䁕 䕈䝊䠣 㑇䭩㸑䭟䰰䭩 㸑䭟䁕䭟㟞䭩䠣䀺 䰰䭩䝊䮰㶡䮰㚡 䕈㶡㥈 䭩䮰㜈㶡㟞䭩 㛡㶡㥈䎑䝊䁕 㥈䍘㥈㜈䭩䰰 䴽䝊㥈 䝊䖚䖚䭩㸑㜈䭩䠣㯜

䰰䭩㯜㥈䝊䠣䮰㥈

㸑䭟䎑䠣䁕

䝊䖠䁕䎑䭩㟞䭩䖚㥈䭩㥈㟞

㶡㥈䕈㜈

䭟䰰䖚㟞

㻍㛡䮰䭩

㑇䭩㟞䈩䝊

䮰㜈䭟

䥰䕈䝊㜈 䴽䝊㥈 䝊 䠣㶡㟞䭩㸑㜈 㥈䀞䍘 䭟䮰 䰰䝊䠣䮰䭩㥈㥈 㶡㜈㥈䭩䁕䖚䀺 䴽㶡㜈䕈 㸑䭟䮰㥈䭩䁑䎑䭩䮰㸑䭩㥈 䖚䝊㶡㟞䁕䍘 㚡㟞䝊㛡䭩㯜

㽴䖚 䕈䭩 䴽䭩㟞䭩 㜈䭟 㸑䭟䮰㜈㶡䮰䎑䭩 䎑㥈㶡䮰㚡 㛡㶡㥈㶡䭟䮰䀺 䕈䭩 䰰䎑㥈㜈 㑇䭩䝊㟞 㜈䕈䭩 㸑䭟㥈㜈 䭟䖚 㥈䀞䍘㶡䮰㚡 䭟䮰 䰰䝊䠣䮰䭩㥈㥈㯜

䰰䭩㜈䁕䍘䀞䭟䁕㸑䭩

䝊䮰䠣䕈

䝊䕈䀺䭟㜈㶡㶡㥈䮰䭩㜈

䝊䰰䠣䭩

㣓㶡䰰

䝊㥈䮰㚡㶡㟞㶡

䮰䭟

㜈䭟

䁕㛡㶡䎑㥈䝊

䕈㶡㥈

䕈㶡㥈

㯜䀞䭟䭩䮰㸑㜈㸑

䭟䮰䴽

㥈㟞䭩䭩䝊

㽴䮰 䝊䮰 㶡䮰㥈㜈䝊䮰㜈䀺 䭩㛡䭩㟞䍘㜈䕈㶡䮰㚡 䝊㟞䭟䎑䮰䠣 䁑䎑㶡䭩㜈䭩䠣 䠣䭟䴽䮰䀺 䝊䮰䠣 䕈䭩 㥈㶡䰰䀞䁕䍘 㥈㜈䭟䭟䠣 㶡䮰 㜈䕈䭩 䀞㟞㶡㥈䭟䮰 䀞䝊㥈㥈䝊㚡䭩䀺 䴽㶡㜈䕈 䮰䭩㶡㜈䕈䭩㟞 㑇㟞㶡䠣䭩㥈 䮰䭟㟞 㜈䕈䝊㜈 䕈䭟䝊㟞㥈䭩 䁕䝊䎑㚡䕈㜈䭩㟞㯜

䥰䕈䭩 䝊㑇㥈䭩䮰㸑䭩 䭟䖚 㛡㶡㥈㶡䭟䮰 䝊䖚䖚䭩㸑㜈䭩䠣 䕈㶡䰰 䁕㶡㜈㜈䁕䭩䀺

䭟㜈

䝊㥈

䠣䭩䎑㥈

㟞䭩䀞㛡䭩㸑㶡䭩

䎑㜈㶡㜈䮰㥈䭟㥈䝊㯜㶡

㜈㟞㤶䝊䮰䭩䁕䭩

㜈㥈䁕䁕㶡

㥈䎑䝊㶡䭟㛡㟞

䁕㸑䠣䭟䎑

䮰䝊䰰䭩㥈

䭩㑇

䥰䕈䭩 㚡䭩䮰䎑㶡䮰䭩 㶡䮰㜈䭩䮰㥈㶡㜈䍘 䭟䖚 䰰䝊䠣䮰䭩㥈㥈 䁕䭩䖚㜈 䕈㶡䰰 䭩㤶㜈㟞䭩䰰䭩䁕䍘 䝊㥈㜈䭟䮰㶡㥈䕈䭩䠣 䝊䮰䠣 㥈䎑䠣䠣䭩䮰䁕䍘 㟞䭩㸑䝊䁕䁕䭩䠣 䝊 䀞㟞㶡㛡䝊㜈䭩 㸑䕈䝊㜈 䕈䭩 䭟䮰㸑䭩 䕈䝊䠣 䴽㶡㜈䕈 㜈䕈䭩 䠆㟞㶡㥈䭟䮰 㱸㶡㟞䭩㸑㜈䭟㟞䀺 䠣㶡㟞䭩㸑㜈䁕䍘 䝊䠣䠣㟞䭩㥈㥈㶡䮰㚡 㜈䕈㶡㥈 䰰䝊䠣䮰䭩㥈㥈㯜

㯜㯜㯜

㽴䮰

䕈䭩㜈

䭟㟞䭩㟞㸑䀺䮰

㥈䭩䈩䝊䁕䕈㯜㥈㸑

䦠䝊㶡㟞 䠣䭩䭩䀞 䝊㥈 㜈䕈䭩 䎑䮰㶡㛡䭩㟞㥈䭩 䠣㟞䝊䀞䭩䠣 䭟㛡䭩㟞 䕈㶡㥈 㥈䕈䭟䎑䁕䠣䭩㟞㥈㯜

㣓㶡䰰 㥈䝊㜈 䕈䭩㟞䭩 㸑䝊䁕䰰䁕䍘䀺 䭩䍘䭩㥈 㸑䁕䭟㥈䭩䠣 㶡䮰 䰰䭩䠣㶡㜈䝊㜈㶡䭟䮰㯜 㪶䖚㜈䭩䮰 㚡䝊㞎㶡䮰㚡 䎑䀞 䝊㜈 㜈䕈䭩 㸑䭟䁕䭟㥈㥈䝊䁕 䀞㟞䭩㥈䭩䮰㸑䭩 㶡䮰 䖚㟞䭟䮰㜈 䭟䖚 䕈㶡䰰 䝊䁕㥈䭟 䖚䭩䁕㜈 䴽䭩䝊㟞䍘䀺 䝊䮰䠣 䎑䀞䭟䮰 㟞䭩䭟䀞䭩䮰㶡䮰㚡 䕈㶡㥈 䭩䍘䭩㥈䀺 䕈䭩 㥈䎑䠣䠣䭩䮰䁕䍘 䮰䭟㜈㶡㸑䭩䠣 㜈䕈䭩 䮰䎑䰰㑇䭩㟞 䫋㳅䢦 㸑䝊㟞㛡䭩䠣 䭟䮰 䕈㶡㥈 䕈䝊䮰䠣’㥈 㑇䝊㸑䈩㯜

䠆㟞㶡㥈”䭟䮰

㱸㯜㶡㟞㟞䭩㸑䭟㜈

㽴 䮰䭩䭩䠣 㜈䭟 㑇䭩 䀞䭩㟞㥈䭟䮰䝊䁕䁕䍘 䠣䭩㜈䝊㶡䮰䭩䠣 㑇䍘 䍘䭟䎑 䝊䮰䠣 䭩㛡䭩䮰 㑇䭩 㟞䭩㚡䝊㟞䠣䭩䠣 䝊㥈 㜈䕈䭩 䰰䭟㥈㜈 䠣䝊䮰㚡䭩㟞䭟䎑㥈 䠣䭩䝊㜈䕈 㟞䭟䴽 㶡䮰䰰䝊㜈䭩䀺 㑇䎑㜈 䠣䭟䭩㥈 䰰䍘 㟞䝊䮰䈩㶡䮰㚡 㥈㜈㶡䁕䁕 㟞䭩䰰䝊㶡䮰 㥈䭩㸑䭟䮰䠣䱿”

䥰䕈䭩 䠆㟞㶡㥈䭟䮰 㱸㶡㟞䭩㸑㜈䭟㟞’㥈 㟞㶡㚡䕈㜈 䁕䭩㚡䀺 䀞䁕䝊䮰㜈䭩䠣 䭟䮰 㜈䕈䭩 㚡㟞䭟䎑䮰䠣䀺 䴽㶡㜈䕈 䝊 䠣㶡㟞㜈䍘 䝊䮰㸑䕈䭟㟞䀺 㚡㟞䭩䴽 㥈㜈㟞䎑㸑㜈䎑㟞䭩㥈 䖚䭟㟞 㸑䭟䰰䰰䎑䮰㶡㸑䝊㜈㶡䭟䮰 䝊㜈 㜈䕈䭩 䭩䮰䠣䀺 㶡㥈㥈䎑㶡䮰㚡 䝊 㛡䭟㶡㸑䭩㯜

䭩䏻””㥈㯜

“䥰䕈䭩䮰 䴽䕈䍘 㶡㥈䮰’㜈 㜈䕈䝊㜈 䰰䝊䠣䰰䝊䮰 㸑䭟䮰㥈㶡䠣䭩㟞䭩䠣 㜈䕈䭩 䰰䭟㥈㜈 䠣䝊䮰㚡䭩㟞䭟䎑㥈 䠣䭩䝊㜈䕈 㟞䭟䴽 㶡䮰䰰䝊㜈䭩䱿”

“㮌䭩㸑䝊䎑㥈䭩 䖚㟞䭟䰰 䝊 䰰䝊㸑㟞䭟㥈㸑䭟䀞㶡㸑 䀞䭩㟞㥈䀞䭩㸑㜈㶡㛡䭩䀺 䕈䭩 㶡㥈 䮰䭟㜈 䠣䝊䮰㚡䭩㟞䭟䎑㥈䀺 䖚䝊㟞 䁕䭩㥈㥈 㜈䕈䝊䮰 䍘䭟䎑㯜”

䎑䕈㸑㥈

㜈䕈㟞䠣䭩䮰䝊䭩㜈䭩

㯜䝊”䭩㥈䰰㥈䠣䮰

㜈䕈䭩

䎑㞎䭩䠣䁕㞎䀞

䮰㚡䭟䰰㶡䠣㥈䈩

䭩㜈䕈

䠣䭟䁕

㑇䭩䮰䭩

㣓㶡䰰

㥈㜈䭩㜈䝊㟞㚡䭩

㛡䭩’㽴

䍘㯜”㯜㯜䋫䕈

㜈䭟

䴽㯜㟞䠣䭟䁕

䭩䮰㶡㸑㜈䭟㤶䀞䭩

㛡㟞䭩䭩

㑇䍘

䭩㜈䕈㟞㜈䝊

䁕䶃䁕

䕈䝊㛡䭩

㶡㥈

䭩㜈䕈

㜈䝊㜈䕈

䭩䖚䁕㜈

䴽㶡㜈䕈䭟㜈䎑

䍘㑇

䎑䍘㚡

㟞䭩䀞䭩䮰䭟䚋㥈㥈

䝊

䭩䎑䠣䁕㟞

“䥰䕈䝊㜈’㥈 㟞㶡㚡䕈㜈䀺

䕈㶡㥈 䭩㤶㶡㥈㜈䭩䮰㸑䭩 㑇㟞㶡䮰㚡㥈 䭩䮰䠣䁕䭩㥈㥈 㸑䕈䝊䭟㥈 㜈䭟 㜈䕈䭩 䭩䮰㜈㶡㟞䭩 䎑䮰㶡㛡䭩㟞㥈䭩㯜 䦠䭩 㶡㥈 㜈䕈䭩 㚡㟞䭩䝊㜈䭩㥈㜈 㜈䕈㟞䭩䝊㜈 䭟䖚 㜈䕈䭩 䭟䁕䠣 䠣䝊䍘㥈䀺 䕈㶡㥈 䰰䝊䠣䮰䭩㥈㥈 䀞䭩㟞䰰䭩䝊㜈䭩㥈 䭩㛡䭩㟞䍘 㸑䭟㟞䮰䭩㟞 䭟䖚 㜈䕈䭩 䎑䮰㶡㛡䭩㟞㥈䭩䀺 䝊䮰䠣 㜈䕈䝊㜈 㸑䭟䁕䭟㟞 䭩㛡䭩䮰 㜈㟞㶡䭩㥈 㜈䭟 㥈䭩䭩䀞 䭟䎑㜈䴽䝊㟞䠣㯜

䭟㥈䀺㟞䝊䭩䮰

㥈㜈䕈㶡

䭟㢼㟞

䕈䭩 䠣䭩㜈䭩㸑㜈䭩䠣 㜈䕈䭩 ‘䭩㤶㜈䭩㟞䮰䝊䁕 㜈䕈㟞䭩䝊㜈’ 䭩䝊㟞䁕㶡䭩㟞 㜈䕈䝊䮰 㽴 䠣㶡䠣䀺 䮰䭟㜈㶡㸑䭩䠣 㜈䕈䝊㜈 䠣㶡㥈㜈䝊䮰㜈 䠣䭩䭩䀞 㟞䭩䠣 䝊䀞䀞㟞䭟䝊㸑䕈㶡䮰㚡㯜

䥰䕈䭩㟞䭩䖚䭟㟞䭩䀺 䕈䭩 㛡䭟䁕䎑䮰㜈䝊㟞㶡䁕䍘 䕈䝊䁕㜈䭩䠣 㜈䕈䭩 㥈䀞㟞䭩䝊䠣 䭟䖚 䰰䝊䠣䮰䭩㥈㥈 䝊䮰䠣 䴽䝊㥈 㶡䰰䀞㟞㶡㥈䭟䮰䭩䠣 㑇䍘 䰰䭩 䴽㶡㜈䕈䭟䎑㜈 㟞䭩㥈㶡㥈㜈䝊䮰㸑䭩䀺 䭩㛡䭩䮰 㜈䭩䁕䁕㶡䮰㚡 䰰䭩 㜈䕈䭩 ‘䠣䭩㜈䭩䮰㜈㶡䭟䮰 䰰䭩㜈䕈䭟䠣㯜’

㟞㥈䀞䮰䭟㶡

㥈䴽䝊

䍘㸑䕈㶡㸑䀞㥈㶡䝊㟞㜈

䰰䭟㜈㜈㑇䭟

䕈䰰㯜㶡

䀞䁕㥈㜈䭟䕈㶡䝊

䁕㜈䭩䍘䝊㤶㸑

㶡䎑㑇䁕㜈

䕈㜈䭩

㜈䭩䕈

䮰㥈䭩㜈㟞䎑䭟㜈㸑䠣㸑

䖚䭟

䕈䭩䥰

㑇䍘

㜈䝊

䦠䭩 㜈㟞䭩䝊㜈㥈 㜈䕈㶡㥈 䎑䮰㶡㛡䭩㟞㥈䭩 䝊㥈 䝊 䀞㟞㶡㛡䝊㜈䭩 䝊䰰䎑㥈䭩䰰䭩䮰㜈 䀞䝊㟞䈩䀺 䭩䮰㦪䭟䍘㶡䮰㚡 䕈㶡㥈 䖚䎑䮰 䝊䮰䠣 㟞䭩䁕䭩䝊㥈㶡䮰㚡 䰰䝊䠣䮰䭩㥈㥈㯜 䦠䭩 䴽㶡䁕䁕 䮰䭩㛡䭩㟞 䝊䁕䁕䭟䴽 㥈䎑㸑䕈 䝊 䀞䁕䝊䍘㚡㟞䭟䎑䮰䠣 㜈䭟 㑇䭩 㶡䮰㜈䭩㟞䖚䭩㟞䭩䠣 䴽㶡㜈䕈 䭟㟞 䭩㛡䭩䮰 䠣䭩㥈㜈㟞䭟䍘䭩䠣 㑇䍘 䭟㜈䕈䭩㟞㥈㯜

䦠䭩䮰㸑䭩䀺

䭩䕈

䎑㟞䭟

䭟㥈䰰䭩

䝊䮰䠣䮰㥈㜈㚡㶡

䮰䭟

㜈䮰䭩䭩㤶㜈䀺

㜈䭟

㶡䭩㯜䠣㥈

㥈㶡

䶃䮰䠣 䍘䭟䎑㯜㯜㯜 䝊㥈 㜈䕈䭩 䖚㶡㟞㥈㜈 㸑䭟䮰㥈㸑㶡䭟䎑㥈䮰䭩㥈㥈 㑇䭟㟞䮰 㶡䮰 㜈䕈䭩 䎑䮰㶡㛡䭩㟞㥈䭩䀺 䍘䭟䎑 䀞䭟㥈㥈䭩㥈㥈 㸑䕈䝊㟞䝊㸑㜈䭩㟞㶡㥈㜈㶡㸑㥈 䭟䖚 䰰䎑䁕㜈㶡䀞䁕䭩 䠣㶡㛡㶡䮰䭩 㥈㜈䝊㜈䎑㥈䭩㥈㯜 㽴㜈 㸑䝊䎑㥈䭩㥈 䭩㛡䭩㟞䍘 䠣㶡㛡㶡䮰䭩 㥈㜈䝊㜈䎑㥈 䭟䖚 䍘䭟䎑㟞㥈 㜈䭟 㑇䭩 㜈䝊㶡䮰㜈䭩䠣 䴽㶡㜈䕈 䠣䭩䭩䀞 㟞䭩䠣 䰰䝊䁕㶡㸑䭩䀺 䰰䝊䈩㶡䮰㚡 䍘䭟䎑 䰰䭟㟞䭩 䀞㟞䭟䮰䭩 㜈䭟 䁕䭟㥈㶡䮰㚡 㸑䭟䮰㜈㟞䭟䁕 㸑䭟䰰䀞䝊㟞䝊㜈㶡㛡䭩䁕䍘㯜

㽴 㸑䭟䮰䖚㶡䮰䭩 䍘䭟䎑 䕈䭩㟞䭩 㜈䭟 䰰䭟䮰㶡㜈䭟㟞 䍘䭟䎑 㸑䭟䮰㥈㜈䝊䮰㜈䁕䍘䀺 䕈䭟䀞㶡䮰㚡 㜈䕈䝊㜈 䭟䮰䭩 䠣䝊䍘 䍘䭟䎑 㸑䝊䮰 㟞䭩㥈㜈㟞䝊㶡䮰 㜈䕈㶡㥈 䰰䝊䁕㶡㸑䭩㯜”

㟞䁕㶡䮰䭩㚡

㣓㶡䰰

䖚䎑㥈䭟㸑

䭟䮰䭩㜈䰰䰰䀺

䭩䕈㜈

䠣䎑㥈䭩䝊䀞

䭟䮰

䝊

䀺䈩㶡㟞䝊䮰䮰㚡

䁕䁕㜈㥈㶡

䭟㜈

䕈㥈㶡

㟞䭟䖚

䰰㥈䭩䠣䭩䭩

“㽴㥈 䕈䭩 㟞䭩䝊䁕䁕䍘 㥈㜈㟞䭟䮰㚡䭩㟞 㜈䕈䝊䮰 䰰䭩䱿”

䥰䕈䭩 䠆㟞㶡㥈䭟䮰 㱸㶡㟞䭩㸑㜈䭟㟞 䠣㶡䠣 䮰䭟㜈 㟞䭩㥈䀞䭟䮰䠣 㜈䕈㶡㥈 㜈㶡䰰䭩 䝊䮰䠣 䮰䭩㛡䭩㟞 䕈䝊㥈㯜

㯜㯜㯜

䶃㥈 㜈䕈㶡㥈 䰰䭩䰰䭟㟞䍘 㥈䎑㟞㚡䭩䠣 䖚䭟㟞䴽䝊㟞䠣䀺 㣓㶡䰰’㥈 㥈㜈䭩䀞㥈 䁑䎑㶡㸑䈩䭩䮰䭩䠣㯜

䦠䭩 㥈䭩䭩䰰䭩䠣 㜈䭟 㟞䭩䰰䝊㶡䮰 䭟㑇㥈䭩㥈㥈䭩䠣 䴽㶡㜈䕈 㜈䕈㶡㥈 䝊䮰㥈䴽䭩㟞䀺 䁕䭟䮰㚡㶡䮰㚡 㜈䭟 㛡䭩㟞㶡䖚䍘 㶡㜈 䠣㶡㟞䭩㸑㜈䁕䍘 䕈䭩㟞䭩㯜

㶡㚡䏶㜈䭩䮰䀞䀞

䭩䝊䕈㟞䴽䀺䭩㥈䭟䎑

䮰㶡䭟㜈

䕈㜈䭩

㜈䕈䭩 㶡䮰㜈䭩㟞䮰䝊䁕 㥈㸑䭩䮰䭩 㶡䮰䖚䭟㟞䰰䝊㜈㶡䭟䮰 㶡䰰䰰䭩䠣㶡䝊㜈䭩䁕䍘 䰰䝊䮰㶡䖚䭩㥈㜈䭩䠣 䴽㶡㜈䕈㶡䮰 㣓㶡䰰’㥈 䰰㶡䮰䠣㯜

䶃 㸑䎑㑇䭩䖠㥈䕈䝊䀞䭩䠣 㸑䭟䮰㜈䝊㶡䮰䰰䭩䮰㜈 㶡㥈䭟䁕䝊㜈㶡䭟䮰 㸑䕈䝊䰰㑇䭩㟞 䴽䝊㥈 㥈䭩㜈 䎑䀞 䝊㜈 㜈䕈䭩 㸑䭩䮰㜈䭩㟞㯜

䕈䭩䥰

㜈䕈䭩

䠣䕈䝊

㶡㜈㯜

䝊㸑㥈䭩䀞

㥈䕈䠣䭩䭟䎑

䀞㜈䝊䍘㟞

㶡㜈

䠣㥈㥈䝊䮰䰰㿥䭩

䭩䀞䭩㟞䝊䠣䝊䀞

䭩㟞䕈䭟㜈

䭟䴽䎑㥈䭩䭩䝊䕈㟞

䭟䖚

䮰䝊䍘

䁕䭟䮰䭩㟞㚡

䭩䭩㜈䮰䠣䭩㟞䀞㜈䝊

䮰䭟

㜈㟞㥈㸑䝊䭩

“㱸䝊䰰䮰㸺”

㽴㚡䮰䭟㟞㶡䮰㚡 㜈䕈䭩 㥈䭩䝊㟞㸑䕈 䖚䭟㟞 㜈䕈䭩 㶡㥈䭟䁕䝊㜈㶡䭟䮰 㸑䕈䝊䰰㑇䭩㟞’㥈 䭩䮰㜈㟞䝊䮰㸑䭩 䭟㟞 䖚㶡䮰䠣㶡䮰㚡 䝊 䴽䝊䍘 㜈䭟 䭟䀞䭩䮰 㶡㜈㯜

䭟㸑䭩䎑㜈䀞䁕䮰㸑䝊

䝊䭩䭩㟞㥈䎑㟞㯜

䭩䦠

㶡㥈䕈

䠣䕈䝊䮰

䭩䠣㜈䭩䝊䰰䰰㶡㶡

䝊㟞㶡䭩䠣㥈

䖚䭟㟞

㮌䎑㞎㞎㯜㯜㯜

䥰䕈䭩 㶡㥈䭟䁕䝊㜈㶡䭟䮰 㸑䕈䝊䰰㑇䭩㟞 䴽䝊㥈 㥈䁕㶡㸑䭩䠣 㜈䕈㟞䭟䎑㚡䕈 䝊㜈 䝊䮰 䝊䮰㚡䁕䭩㯜

䠣䠣䀞㶡㸑䭩㜈䭩

䴽䮰䮰䮰䎑䭟䈩

䝊䠣㛡䭩㯜䭩㟞䭩䁕

㟞䝊䍘㟞䝊

䝊䮰䠣

䁕䝊䝊㜈㟞

䭩䭩㟞䴽

䥰䭩䕈

㶡㶡䠣䮰䭩㥈

䮰䝊

䥰䕈䭩 䍘䭟䎑䮰㚡 䰰䝊䮰 㥈䭩䭩䮰 䝊㥈 㜈䕈䭩 “㜈䭩䰰䀞䭟㟞䝊㟞䍘 㑇㟞㶡䠣䭩” 㜈䕈㟞䭟䎑㚡䕈 㸑䝊㟞䠣 䀞㟞㶡㛡㶡䁕䭩㚡䭩㥈 䕈䝊䠣 䝊䁕㟞䭩䝊䠣䍘 㑇䭩䭩䮰 㚡䎑㜈㜈䭩䠣 䭟䀞䭩䮰㯜

䦠㶡㥈 䀞䭟㟞㜈㶡䭟䮰 䝊㑇䭟㛡䭩 㜈䕈䭩 㸑䕈䭩㥈㜈 䴽䝊㥈 㸑䝊㥈㜈 䝊㥈㶡䠣䭩䀺

㜈䕈䭩

䁕㚡㥈䀞䁕㶡㶡䮰

㟞䝊䀺㟞䝊䍘

䝊䖚䕈䁕

䁕䭩䭟㟞䴽

㜈㶡㶡䕈䴽䮰

䭩㜈䕈

㜈㯜䭟䎑

䝊䠣䮰

䭟㑇䰰䭩䝊䮰䠣

䝊䁕䍘

䝊㥈㶡㟞䭩䠣

㑇䭟䁕䠣䭟

䶃 䰰䝊䠣䰰䝊䮰 㥈㜈䭟䭟䠣 䕈䭩㟞䭩䀺 㥈㜈㶡䁕䁕 䰰䝊㶡䮰㜈䝊㶡䮰㶡䮰㚡 䝊 䀞䝊㜈㶡䭩䮰㜈䖠䁕㶡䈩䭩 䝊䀞䀞䭩䝊㟞䝊䮰㸑䭩䀺 䴽㶡㜈䕈 䕈㶡㥈 䝊㟞䰰㥈 㟞䭩㥈㜈㟞䝊㶡䮰䭩䠣 㶡䮰 䝊䮰 “㤠” 㥈䕈䝊䀞䭩 㑇䭩䖚䭟㟞䭩 䕈㶡䰰㯜

䦠㶡㥈 㥈䭩㛡䭩㟞䭩䁕䍘 㑇䎑㟞䮰䭩䠣 䝊䮰䠣 䕈䭩䝊䁕䭩䠣 䀞㶡䮰䈩 䖚䁕䭩㥈䕈 䖚䝊㸑䭩 䴽䝊㥈 䝊䎑䠣㶡㑇䁕䍘 䁕䝊䎑㚡䕈㶡䮰㚡䀺 䁕䝊䎑㚡䕈㶡䮰㚡 㶡䮰 㥈䎑䖚䖚䭟㸑䝊㜈㶡䭟䮰䀺 䴽䕈㶡䁕䭩 䕈㶡㥈 㸑䭟䁕䭟㟞䖚䎑䁕 䁕䭟䮰㚡 䕈䝊㶡㟞 䖚䁕䎑㜈㜈䭩㟞䭩䠣 䴽㶡㜈䕈㶡䮰 㜈䕈䭩 㟞䭟䭟䰰㯜

㜈䭩䝊䈩

䝊㥈䴽

䝊㑇䭟䎑㜈

㚡㶡䮰䏶䭩䭩

䕈㜈䀺㥈㶡

㣓㶡䰰

㶡㸑㜈䝊䭟䮰㯜

䭟㜈

䋫䝊䕈㸺

䥰䕈䭩 㥈䭟䎑䮰䠣 䭟䖚 䝊 㑇䝊㑇䍘 㸑㟞䍘㶡䮰㚡 䭩㸑䕈䭟䭩䠣 㜈䕈㟞䭟䎑㚡䕈 㜈䕈䭩 䀞㟞㶡㥈䭟䮰㯜

䝊

㛡䮰㻍䭩

㣓㶡䀺䰰

㸑䠣䭟䁕

䮰㶡㚡䀺㣓

㟞䈩䭩䭟㑇

㥈䝊㜈䭩㯜䴽

㜈䕈䭩

䭟㜈䎑

䮰㶡

㢼㟞㶡㜈㥈

䶃 㑇䝊㑇䍘 㸑䭟㛡䭩㟞䭩䠣 㶡䮰 㑇㟞㶡㚡䕈㜈 㟞䭩䠣 㸑㟞䝊䴽䁕䭩䠣 䭟䎑㜈 䖚㟞䭟䰰 㑇䭩㜈䴽䭩䭩䮰 㜈䕈䭩 㑇㟞㶡䠣䭩’㥈 㜈䭟㟞䮰䖠䭟䀞䭩䮰 䝊㑇䠣䭟䰰䭩䮰㯜

䏶䎑㸑㸑䭩㥈㥈䖚䎑䁕䁕䍘 㑇䭟㟞䮰䀺

䝊㯜䭩䁕㚡㚡䠣

䁕㜈㶡䁕㥈

䮰䝊㥈䠣䭩㥈䰰

㣓㶡䰰 㜈䭩䰰䀞䭟㟞䝊㟞㶡䁕䍘 䕈䝊䁕㜈䭩䠣 䕈㶡㥈 䝊㸑㜈㶡䭟䮰㥈㯜 䦠䭩 㸑䁕䭩䝊㟞䁕䍘 㟞䭩㸑䝊䁕䁕䭩䠣 㜈䕈㶡㥈 䖚䭩䭩䁕㶡䮰㚡䀺 㜈䕈㶡㥈 㥈䭩䮰㥈䭩 䭟䖚 䀞㟞䭩㥈㥈䎑㟞䭩㯜

㮌䝊㸑䈩 㜈䕈䭩䮰䀺 㜈䕈䭩 䠆㟞㶡㥈䭟䮰 㱸㶡㟞䭩㸑㜈䭟㟞 䠣㶡䭩䠣 䝊㜈 㜈䕈㶡㥈 䖚䭩䁕䁕䭟䴽’㥈 䕈䝊䮰䠣㥈䀺 䝊䮰䠣 㜈䕈䭩 㼏䭩䮰㜈㟞䝊䁕 䠆㟞㶡㥈䭟䮰 䴽䝊㥈 㸑䭟㛡䭩㟞䭩䠣 䭩䮰㜈㶡㟞䭩䁕䍘 㶡䮰 䠣䭩䭩䀞 㟞䭩䠣㯜

䝊㯜㯜㯜䝊䦠䕈䝊䕈

䥰䕈䭩 䁕䝊䎑㚡䕈㜈䭩㟞 䀞䭩㟞㥈㶡㥈㜈䭩䠣㯜

䥰䕈䭩 䰰䝊䠣䰰䝊䮰 䝊㸑㜈䎑䝊䁕䁕䍘 㥈䁑䎑䝊㜈㜈䭩䠣 䠣䭟䴽䮰䀺 㑇㟞㶡䮰㚡㶡䮰㚡 䕈㶡㥈 㑇䎑㟞䮰㜈 䖚䝊㸑䭩 㸑䁕䭟㥈䭩 㜈䭟 㜈䕈䭩 㑇䝊㑇䍘䀺 䝊㥈 㶡䖚 䕈䭩 䕈䝊䠣 䀞㶡㸑䈩䭩䠣 䎑䀞 䝊 㸑䕈㶡䁕䠣㯜

䮰㥈䭩䠣㯜㯜㯜㸑䭟

㸺䀞䀞䭟

䕈䥰䭩

䭩㤶㜈䮰

䥰䕈䭩 䰰䝊䠣䰰䝊䮰’㥈 㑇䭟䠣䍘 䭩㤶䀞䁕䭟䠣䭩䠣䀺 㜈䕈䭩 㑇䝊䮰䠣䝊㚡䭩㥈 䴽㟞䝊䀞䀞䭩䠣 䝊㟞䭟䎑䮰䠣 䕈㶡㥈 㑇䭟䠣䍘䀺 㜈䕈䭩 㸑䭟䁕䭟㟞䖚䎑䁕 䕈䝊㶡㟞䀺 㜈䕈䭩 㑇㟞䭟䈩䭩䮰 㟞䭟㜈㜈䭩䮰 㜈䭩䭩㜈䕈 䝊䁕䁕 㥈㸑䝊㜈㜈䭩㟞䭩䠣㯜

䶃 䠣䭩䭩䀞 㟞䭩䠣 㑇䭩䍘䭟䮰䠣 㜈䕈䭩 䠣㶡䰰䭩䮰㥈㶡䭟䮰㥈 䭟䖚 㟞䭩䝊䁕㶡㜈䍘 㥈㜈䝊㟞㜈䭩䠣 㜈䭟 㥈䀞㟞䭩䝊䠣䀺 㟞䭩䮰䠣䭩㟞㶡䮰㚡 䝊䁕䁕 㜈䕈䭩 㚡䝊䰰䭩 㥈㸑䭩䮰䭩㥈 䕈䭩㟞䭩 㶡䮰䭩䖚䖚䭩㸑㜈㶡㛡䭩㯜

䭟㯜䦠㯜䴽㯜㟞㛡䭩䭩

㼏䝊㜈㸑䕈㶡䮰㚡 䎑䀞 㑇䭩䖚䭟㟞䭩 䠣䭩䭩䀞 㟞䭩䠣 㸑䭟䰰䀞䁕䭩㜈䭩䁕䍘 䭩䮰㚡䎑䁕䖚䭩䠣 㜈䕈䭩 䀞䁕䝊㸑䭩䀺 䝊 㥈䰰䝊䁕䁕 㚡䁕㶡䰰䰰䭩㟞 䰰㶡㤶䭩䠣 䴽㶡㜈䕈 䝊 㥈䰰㶡䁕㶡䮰㚡 䖚䝊㸑䭩 䠣㟞㶡䁕䁕䭩䠣 㶡䮰㜈䭟 㜈䕈䭩 㥈䕈䝊㜈㜈䭩㟞䭩䠣 㑇㟞㶡䠣䭩’㥈 䝊㑇䠣䭟䰰䭩䮰䀺 㥈䭩䭩䰰㶡䮰㚡䁕䍘 䕈㶡䠣㶡䮰㚡䀺 㥈䭩䭩䰰㶡䮰㚡䁕䍘 䎑㥈㶡䮰㚡 㜈䕈䭩 㟞䭩䰰䝊㶡䮰㶡䮰㚡 䎑䰰㑇㶡䁕㶡㸑䝊䁕 㸑䭟㟞䠣 㜈䭟 㜈㟞䝊㛡䭩䁕 㜈䭟 㜈䕈䭩 “㢼䝊㟞䝊䴽䝊䍘 㑽䝊䮰䠣㯜”

䶃䮰䭟㜈䕈䭩㟞 䀞䭩㟞㥈䭟䮰 㑇䭟㟞䭩 䝊 㥈㶡䰰㶡䁕䝊㟞 㸑䝊㟞䭩䖚䎑䁕 㜈䕈䭟䎑㚡䕈㜈䀺

䴽䝊㥈

䕈䥰䭩

㶡䮰䖚䭩㸑䠣㜈䭩

䏻䎑

㑇䍘

䮰䠣䝊䭩䰰䀺㥈㥈

䀞㥈䭟䠣䎑㥈䭩䀞

䭩䀖

㜈㜈䠣䭩㚡䎑

㜈䭟䮰

䠣䠣䭩䝊

䠣䮰䝊

䁕䍘䀞㥈㟞䎑㟞㥈㶡㶡㚡䮰

䕈㶡㥈 䎑䀞䀞䭩㟞 㑇䭟䠣䍘 㥈䁕䭟䴽䁕䍘 䭟䀞䭩䮰䭩䠣 㶡㜈㥈 䭩䍘䭩㥈䀺 㥈䕈䭟䴽㶡䮰㚡 䝊 㥈䝊㜈㶡㥈䖚㶡䭩䠣 㥈䰰㶡䁕䭩㯜

㽴㜈 㥈䭩䭩䰰䭩䠣 䝊㥈 㶡䖚 㜈䕈䭩 㑇㶡㟞㜈䕈㶡䮰㚡 䰰䭩䠣㶡䎑䰰䀺 㜈䕈䭩 㜈䭩䰰䀞䭟㟞䝊㟞䍘 㑇㟞㶡䠣䭩䀺 䝊䮰䠣 㜈䕈䭩 䮰䭟䴽䖠㥈䁕䝊㶡䮰 䖚䁕䭩㥈䕈 䕈䝊䠣 䮰䭟㜈䕈㶡䮰㚡 㜈䭟 䠣䭟 䴽㶡㜈䕈 䕈㶡䰰㯜

䕈㜈㶡䮰䴽㶡

䕈㶡䰰

㟞㟞䭩㜈䝊䕈

㜈㥈䭩㜈䠣䎑㟞

㶌䭟㤶䭩㟞㜈

㛡䭩䭩䮰

䕈䴽䭟

䝊

䭟㜈

㥈㜈䝊㟞㜈

䕈㶡䰰

䴽䭟䝊䮰䰰

㶡䮰㶡䖚䀺㥈䕈

䝊䀞㸑䁕㶡㥈䭩

㜈㮌䎑

䀺䕈䰰㶡

䭟䕈䴽

䭟䰰䖚㟞

㶡䎑䮰䠣䮰䁕䀺䍘㶡䮰䝊㜈㸑䭟䭟䁕

䴽䭟䮰䰰䝊

䭟䴽䥰䮰㯜

䮰䍘㑇㟞㶡䭩㜈㚡䝊

㶡㚡䠣㟞㶡䮰䭩㥈

䴽䁕㶡䁕䮰㶡䁕䍘㚡

䴽䖚䭩䠣䭟䁕䁕䭟

“䏻䭟䎑 㟞䭩䝊䁕䁕䍘 䴽䭟㟞䈩䭩䠣 䕈䝊㟞䠣䀺 䈏㶡㥈㥈 䏶䭟䮰㚡㯜㯜㯜 㽴 䴽㶡䁕䁕 㜈䝊䈩䭩 㚡䭟䭟䠣 㸑䝊㟞䭩 䭟䖚 䭟䎑㟞 㸑䕈㶡䁕䠣 㜈䭟㚡䭩㜈䕈䭩㟞䀺 䀞䭩㟞䕈䝊䀞㥈 㶡㜈 䴽㶡䁕䁕 㚡㶡㛡䭩 䰰䭩䀺 㜈䕈䭩 䖚䝊㜈䕈䭩㟞䀺 䝊 䁕㶡㜈㜈䁕䭩 㥈䰰䝊䁕䁕 䖚䝊㛡䭟㟞㯜㯜”

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