Chapter 1332: Trapped in the ramp (4)

Chapter 1332 is trapped in the ramp four
A certain day of the month.
I just wanted to get it. But even getting it is not allowed. This world has never been fair. Some people can't get the things that others have when they spend their whole lives. Even if they get it, they will be forcibly identified as a big sin.
Exiled for felony, the man drifted in the sea for three days and three nights.
When it was washed by the ruthless tide of the Mediterranean to the shore, waiting for him was another hell.
Desolation and cruelty, the sands of the Sahara desert are endless. There is no water or food. This weak and dying middle-aged man walks in the sand sea, like a dead body.
He used the only remaining strength to smash the cactus of the cactus, stabbed his hand regardless of the spike, frantically tore off the outer skin of the bulb, and drank the juice without knowing whether it was poisonous to moisten his dry cracked lips. Lived a day like this;
He wrestled with the snake, survived in a thrilling battle, eats snake meat to feed his hunger, and drinks snake blood to die, so he lives for another day;
He licked the carrion of the beast, endured the stench, and sucked the only remaining water in his body into his mouth, and lived another day;
He was attacked by the Desert Konjac and caught the konjac's mouth with sharp fangs in the most dangerous moment, tearing the monster's jaw down. He licked the shark, the body with almost no blood and no meat, and ate the stinky internal organs. So live another day;
During the day, the sun's rays were poisonous and ruthless, and the body that had cracked and lost countless hairs was constantly anxious;
In the evening, the light of the stars and moons accompanied the extreme cold, and his physical strength was drained from his viscera.
He was skinny and ugly, like a demon walking in the wilderness.
He has no home to return to, no heaven that can be promoted after death. His heart is full of despair, emptiness and pain, but he is still a survivor and chooses to continue to live as a survivor, such as walking dead, no The destination is alive, but still alive and tenaciously.
Because he vaguely felt that at the end of this vast desert, there seemed to be something waiting for him.
He has no to pray, and no faith to convert. He only sees a looming, hopeful flash on the distant horizon.
He vaguely remembers the things that his people followed in the custom of their childhood villages—they hang the beautiful stones from the wilderness at the top of the tallest building in the village. In this way, even in the darkest nights, the faint light of the stone reflection can be seen faintly ten miles away, which is the light that guides the people back home.
Come back home. Even if there is no home to return, he is still thinking about going home. Even if you die, you can't die in this desolate desert; even if you die, you have to sleep in your own home.
For the sake of this unknown light, he took his heavy legs and stepped forward toward the destination.
However, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. When the man reached the end of his purpose and thought that he could finally see the true light of hope, he was disappointed to find that the so-called flash was just a huge and weird glass pillar in the desert.
Whether it is naturally formed and how it is formed, it is no longer important. This is just a stupid glass pillar.
This is not his hometown, it is nothing. Because there is no place in the world where he has no body.
The last glimmer of hope of the man was finally shattered. this is the truth. In this cruel world of reality, there is no or heaven, no paradise, and no savior.
The man fell weakly in the sand, and his body was as thin as a firewood. There is no love, no emptiness, he has no desire to climb again and continue to live.
However, at this time, a sand boat sailed at high speed.
"That's that." The captain said to the real big boss on the ship: "The crystallization of high purity [Japanese stone]. We have not been granted a mining license by the Libyan government before, but we can only look at it but can't move it. Today's situation can be It’s not the same."
"Okay. Bring it back." The big boss glanced at the huge glass pillar in the cabin and whispered. But the big boss cares about another thing more than the precious ore. He locked his eyes on the man who fell to the glass pillar: "Who is that?"
The captain said disdainfully: "It is estimated that it is a tramp. Those who have been convicted of sin and are exiled can only die in the desert forever. Just leave him alone."
The big boss did not answer, but pushed the door out and jumped from the edge of the ship's deck.
"Hey."
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The big boss gently kicked the back of the tramp: "Are you still alive?"
The man looked at the big boss with a dry, bloodshot eyes.
"It's still alive. Very good." The big boss looked down at the thin man: "Do you want to die here, or follow 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 glass column that stood tall: "Gusta."
The man’s body trembled slightly. He was actually very surprised, but at the moment he was weak and he had to work hard, so he was only surprised to be a little bit trembled.
"You really know." The big boss went on to say, "I am so smart. I used to stay in a cat-man village. This interesting village has a custom that I like to put this [Japanese-style stone] Crystallization hangs in the highest part of the village, allowing its own people to see it from far away. Even if the lost direction is lost in the darkest night, the village's people can look up the way home by simply looking up at the flash of the stone. The building with such a stone, in the dialect of the cat people, is called [Gusta]."
The big boss suddenly chuckled: "No stranger, I don't care if you are banished here, and no matter why you are exiled. If you don't want to die, if you want to go back to your hometown again, just work for me for free. When you work for me, the rewards that should have been earned are enough to offset the value of this Japanese stone column, I am responsible for sending you home. With my money and power, it is just a piece of cake to help you wash your sins. -
how about it? Do you want to promise? If you agree, nod. If you don't agree, keep silent. "
The man settled for a few seconds before he used up his last bit of strength in his body and gave him a slight touch. When he used up his strength, he fainted.
"Very good, Gusta." The big boss turned to the sailors on the sand boat and said, "Send this person to the boat, give him food and drink, let him live. I still use him."
So the exiled man survived. He abandoned the old name of the past and was renamed Gusta. He had just struggled to survive from the edge of death, eating more than anyone else, and he recovered completely within half a month, from a scrawny guy to a fat man.
He works for the big boss, doing three times the weight of others, from the lowest level of hard work to the cleaners, to the hotel security, to the big boss's private bodyguards, and finally to the full-time American football player.
He did not rest for more than a dozen years, but he did not return to his hometown as soon as possible. Not also. The idea of ​​going home has long been forgotten by him for a long time, because he simply did not have the need to return home.
Here is his home.
The match between the Sharon Sphinx and the Ghana Black Kings continues.
Albert looked at Gusta, who was lying unconscious on the bench, and couldn't help but stretch out a finger and curiously poked on the big tiger's abdominal muscles.
"What are you doing?!" The cat boy, Mutter, is still taking off his shoes for the stunned Gustad. He saw that Albert not only was not helping, but was harassing the injured, and could not help but angered Albert. At a glance: "Don't hinder Mr. Gustad's rest!"
"But," Albert looked at Gusta, who had just taken off his jersey and barely showed his upper body: "The elder of the Siloma team called Gusta [dead fat], I thought he was really fat? - But there is no fat at all in the belly!"
So Mutter whited Albert's eyes: "Don't - Hook - Hundred - Ancient - S - Tower - First - Health - Hugh - Interest!"
"Know it, I know it!" The tiger stepped back half a step: "Just kidding, you don't need this fierce!"
There was another whistle on the court, and Albert turned his head and looked at it. The Sphinx's rewarding offense also scored successfully, and the kicker scored a beautiful goal. The Sphinx is leading the Ghana team with a 7:0 score.
But then the next question is the real problem. The Sphinx's offensive and defensive line is less Gusta, and it is a lot weaker. It will soon be replaced by the offensive round of the Ghana team. Is there really no problem in this way?
"How is the situation of dead fat?" Captain Hilomar came back from the field and seemed to be not planning to participate in the defensive round.
"Bad. Very bad." Mutter took Gusta's leg armor off and saw the calf's calf that was inflated by the muscles of the tiger for a long time.
Isn't this just a cramp?
Albert couldn't help but frown. that's terrible.
Because the muscles are in an excessively excited state due to prolonged exertion, convulsions will not only hurt the muscle tissue, but also make people temporarily unable to act, and a movement will be stopped by severe pain. In this way, even if Gusta can wake up from a coma, the body has reached the limit of the tiger man, I am afraid that I can not continue to participate in the competition today - even may take several days of rest!
Quarterback Hiloma looked at the unconscious tiger man, and he condensed for a few seconds, then suddenly said: "I know that the physical strength of a dead fat man can't be like this, and a round will fall. "
His face was calm and roared: "The Ghana team is still using dirty means."