A certain day of a certain year and a certain month.
At first, I just wanted to get it, but I wasn't even allowed to get it. The world has never been fair. Some people spend their whole lives working hard to get what others are born with. Even if they get it, it will be forcibly considered a major sin.
Banished for committing a serious crime, the man drifted in the sea for three days and three nights.
When he was washed ashore by the ruthless tide of the Mediterranean, what awaited him was another hell.
Desolate and cruel, the sand sea in the Sahara Desert stretches as far as the eye can see. With no water or food, this middle-aged man who was so weak that he was dying walked on foot in the sand sea, like a zombie.
He used the remaining strength to break off the cactus bulb, ignoring the sharp thorns that pricked his hand, frantically tearing off the outer skin of the bulb, and drank the poisonous juice in it to moisturize his dry and cracked lips.
Living like this for a day;
He fought with venomous snakes, survived in the thrilling battle, ate snake meat raw to satisfy his hunger, drank snake blood alive to extend his life, and lived another day like this;
He gnawed on the carrion of the beast, endured the stench, sucked the little remaining water in the body into his mouth, and lived like this for another day;
He was attacked by a desert shark. At the most dangerous moment, he grabbed the shark's mouth full of sharp fangs and tore the monster's jaw apart. He gnawed at the shark's body, which had almost no blood or meat, and ate the fishy stench.
of the internal organs. Living like this for another day;
During the day, the sun's rays were cruel and ruthless, constantly burning his cracked body and losing countless hairs;
At night, the light of the stars and the moon accompanied the extreme cold, draining his energy bit by bit from his internal organs.
He was skinny and gaunt, with a ferocious face, like a creeping demon walking in the wilderness.
He has no home to return to, and no heaven to which he can ascend after death. His heart is full of despair, emptiness and pain, but he is still a survivor and chooses to continue living as a survivor, like a walking corpse.
The destination is alive, but still alive tenaciously.
Because he vaguely felt that there seemed to be something waiting for him at the end of this vast desert.
He had no god to pray to and no faith to convert to. At a loss, he could only see a looming flash of hope on the distant horizon.
He vaguely remembered that in the village where he lived as a child, his people followed the custom of doing something - they hung beautiful stones picked up in the wilderness on the top of the tallest building in the village. In this way
Come, even in the darkest night, the faint light reflected by the stone can be vaguely seen ten miles away. It is the light that guides the tribesmen on the way home.
Go home. Even if there is no home to return to, he still thinks about going home in his hazy mind. Even if he dies, he cannot die in vain in this desolate desert; even if he dies, he must die in his own destination.
Fall asleep.
Just for the sake of this unknown light, he walked towards his destination step by step with heavy legs.
However, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. When the man reaches the end of his goal and thinks he can finally see the true face of the light of hope, he is disappointed to find that the so-called flash is just a huge and bright spot in the desert.
Weird glass pillars.
It doesn't matter whether it's natural or how it was formed. It's just a stupid glass pillar.
This is not his hometown, this is nothing. Because there is no place for him in this world.
The man's last glimmer of hope was finally shattered. This is reality. In this cruelly realistic world, there is no God, no heaven, no paradise, and no savior.
The man fell weakly into the sand, his body as thin as a stick. He was hopeless, empty and desperate, and he no longer wanted to get up and continue living.
However, at this moment, a sand boat passed by at high speed.
"That's it." The captain said to the real big boss on the ship: "The crystal of high-purity [Sunstone]. We have never obtained a mining license from the Libyan government before, so we can only open our eyes and watch but cannot touch it. Today the situation is dire.
It’s different."
"Okay. Let's get it back." The big boss glanced at the huge glass pillar in the cabin and replied in a low voice. But compared to the precious ore, the big boss cared more about another thing. He locked his sights
On the man lying next to the glass pillar: "Who is that person?"
The captain said disdainfully: "They are probably tramps. Those who have committed crimes and been sentenced to exile and can only wander in the desert forever waiting to die. Just leave them alone."
The big boss didn't answer, but pushed the door open and jumped from the edge of the ship's deck.
"Hello."
The big boss gently kicked the homeless man on the back: "Are you still alive?"
The man looked at the big boss lifelessly with dry and bloodshot eyes.
"That means he's still alive. That's good." The big boss looked down at the skinny man: "Do you want to die here, or come with me?"
The man closed his eyes and did not answer.
"If you want to die, you can do it at any time. But if you want to survive, you need the courage to live." The big boss turned to look at the huge towering glass pillar: "Gusta."
The man's body trembled slightly. He was actually very surprised, but at this moment he was so weak that it was difficult to even move, so no matter how surprised he was, he could only tremble slightly.
"As expected, you know." The big boss continued: "What a coincidence. I have also stayed in a cat-human village before. This interesting village has a custom that they like to put this kind of [Sun Wheel Stone]
The crystal was hung at the highest point of the village, allowing his people to see it from a distance. Even if they were lost in the darkest night, the people in that village could find their way home as long as they looked up at the sparkle of this stone.
A building with this kind of stone is called [Gusta] in the dialect of cat people."
The big boss suddenly chuckled: "Stranger, I don't care whether you were exiled here or not, and I don't care why you were exiled. If you don't want to die, if you want to return to your hometown again, just work for me for free.
.When you work for me and the remuneration you should have earned is enough to offset the value of this Sunstone Crystal Pillar, I will be responsible for sending you back to your hometown. With my money and power, it is only a piece of cake to help you wash away your sins.
------How about it? Do you want to agree? If you agree, just nod. If you don’t agree, just keep silent."
The man was stunned for a few seconds, then he used up the last bit of strength in his body and nodded slightly. After using up all his strength, he fainted.
"Very good, Gusta." The big boss turned to the sailors on the sand boat and said, "Send this man to the boat, give him food and drink, and keep him alive. I can still use him if I keep him."
As a result, the exiled man survived. He gave up his old name and was renamed Gusta. He just struggled to survive from the edge of death, ate more than anyone else, and within half a month he completely recovered.
He recovered and transformed from a skinny guy into a fat and strong man.
He worked for the big boss, doing three times as much as others, from the lowest level coolie to a cleaner, then to a hotel security guard, then to the big boss's personal bodyguard, and finally to a full-time American football player.
He has not had a day off in more than ten years, but it is not to return to his hometown as soon as possible. No, the idea of returning home has been completely forgotten by him in the long years, because he has no intention of returning to his hometown.
necessary.
------This is his home.
The match between Sandstorm Sphinx and Ghana Black Diamonds continues.
Albert looked at Gusta lying unconscious on the bench, and couldn't help but stretched out a finger and poked the big tiger's abdominal muscles curiously.
"What are you doing?!" Cat boy Mutt was still helping Gusta, who was unconscious, to take off his shoes. When he saw that Albert was not only not helping, but harassing the injured, he couldn't help but turn his head to Albert in anger.
One glance: "Don't hinder Mr. Gusta from resting!"
"But," Albert looked at Gusta, who had just taken off his jersey and exposed his upper body: "Captain Hiloma always called Gusta "the dead fat man". I thought he was really fat -
-----But there is no fat on my belly at all, meow!"
So Mutt rolled his eyes at Albert: "Don't---Hinder---Hinder---Gu---S---Ta---First---Sheng---Hide---rest
!!!＂
"I know, I know!" Tiger took half a step back: "It's just a joke, there's no need for this fierce meow!"
Another whistle sounded on the court, and Albert turned around to look. It turned out that the Sphynx team had also successfully scored in the bonus attack round, and it was a beautiful goal kicked by the kicker. The Sphynx team was
Leading the Ghana team with a score of 7:0.
But the real problem comes next. Without Gusta, the Sphinx's offensive and defensive line is much weaker. It will soon switch to Ghana's offensive round. Is there really no problem if this continues?
"How's the situation with the fat guy?" Captain Hiloma came back from the field to rest, and seemed not to participate in the commanding work of the defensive round.
"Bad. Very bad." Mutt took off Gusta's leg armor, and what he saw was the calf of the tiger man with swollen veins due to long-term muscle tension.
Isn't this just cramping?
Albert couldn't help frowning. It was too bad.
Because the muscles are in an over-excited state due to long-term exertion, twitching will not only strain the muscle tissue, but also make the person temporarily unable to move. Any movement will be stopped by severe pain. In this way, even if Gusta can recover from coma
The tiger man who woke up from the middle of the night and whose body has reached its limit may not be able to continue participating in the competition today ------ he may even need to rest for several days!
Quarterback Siroma looked coldly at the unconscious tiger man, froze for several seconds, and then suddenly said: "I knew that the fat man's physical strength could not be so bad that he would collapse after just one round."
"
With a calm expression on his face, he cursed angrily: "Damn Ghana team, they really did use dirty tricks."