Super Trick or Treat System

Lars' voice was very excited. "Say! I think I have figured out where I am. This is the Galactic Life Museum! Each glass cabinet contains a specimen of the highest life form in this particular world. In the case where one of them is opposite me, there is one Martian creature, a big, ant-like creature. He stood there, looking alive, but absolutely motionless. There were other things beside him that looked like a clever form. The hair was short and Red, with a belt on the waist and a belt on the pocket, like a dagger. It must be a humanoid creature from the interstellar world, some of them look smart, too, because they are wearing clothes.

"I think collecting these specimens and placing them here is part of the religion of the sun eavesdroppers."

While talking in Russ, Li Bai thought of a way to communicate with stickman. He wanted to draw a picture of the solar system on the floor of the shell. He gestured in vain with his hands, but there was nothing to mark. The stick man outside looked at his hand, and then one of them stretched out his hand, hung it on its back, and removed a thin pill and a red wedge. Hold up the tablet so that you can see that the creature quickly drew a recognizable map of the sun and its planets!

I realized then that I was dealing with highly intelligent people, who were not barbarians, but the products of highly civilized. He pointed out that the third world is his own. The stickman flinched, as if surprised, and then turned up.

They are from Neptune!

In the next few hours, there was one of the most curious three-party discussions: signalling to the outside and describing his findings via the phone of the spacesuit; Russ suggested answering some of the more difficult charts. This is a strange experience. Gradually, through simple paintings and gestures, and even strange vegetable crystal creatures performing mummies-like gadgets, the story of Neptune and the invaders of Pluto appeared.

On Neptune, there is a great civilization covering the entire world, and its hard ground is buried deep under its thick methane gas. There are forests, animals and smart people. They did not breathe, but absorbed food and liquid gas through their standing and moving root antennae.

Then, one day about thirty years ago, they were invaded by creatures in a dumbbell-shaped spacecraft, destroyed their city, and tried to conquer the earth. They learned that these spacecraft came from the strange new moon Triton acquired by Neptune about a thousand years ago, and the new planet Pluto observed by astronomers at the time.

The Neptunes have been fighting the invaders for thirty years. For some time, they almost succeeded, but then they have new developments. Their world is getting hotter and hotter. Huge buildings were erected on the polar regions. These places were originally conquered by the Perutans and are still occupied by them. From these spots, a lot of heat poured into the earth and changed it.

Heat means that every cold plasma alive on Neptune will die and doom. Desperately, they increased the war, but the heat dissipated their power and destroyed them. Until now, they did not know that the Neptune people, whether beasts or vegetables, completely disappeared is only a matter of time.

"That's it," Li bad breathed. "This is where the sun absorbs energy. Pluto wants Neptune because it is very close to their old moon, so they have to heat it to survive. Of course! And Neptune is too far away from the sun to explode when a new star erupts. It will make you feel comfortable!"

The Neptune people continue their strange story. They built a simple spaceship and equipped with a suicide brigade composed of the most desperate fighters of their race. They went to Triton, hoping to capture and destroy the enemy there. The crutches were attacked and beaten.

Now there are only dozens of people left. They were the last soldiers to invade and were ignored by the enemy. They are here, explaining this to their recognized ally.

Russ’s voice suddenly changed to Li Bad’s thoughts, “Some kind of ritual has begun here. A group of people in golden robes marched into the center of the hall, carrying staff on them, and carrying pictures of the moon... Shouting. Unanimous, although it sounds like barking. Can you hear it?"

Li Bad is fine. There was a faint dog barking in his headphones.

"Now they are spinning around. They are opening one of the boxes. The glass slides back.... Say! The exhibit is not dead. I see something... It's a man!"

Lars's voice suddenly stopped. Li Bai heard the barking faintly, and then heard Ras' fearful voice. "This is a man, Lee Bad. He has dark skin and is wearing white cotton pants and homespun shirt. He looks like an Indian, maybe a South American Indian. When they lifted the glass, he just went out and stood, as if He was all mixing up. Then he felt scared and started running."

The voice was silent for a moment. "They caught him, Li Huai. They sacrificed him! Now they come for me."

"Stop!" Li Badi yelled. "Do something!"

"I can't stop them." Lars resigned. "They took me to the empty glass cabinet. I think I was elected for the next exhibition. They pushed me in!"

Outside the fence, the stickmen felt that his nervous attitude had an unusual feeling. They stared at him while he remained nervous and listened.

Now, the voice came again. "They are going to take off my helmet and put down the floating animated gas, Li Huai. Goodbye. I can still see them. Oh...oh, I feel very strange, I feel stiff and faint...here...I am go with...."

His voice was thin and weak. Then there was only silence.

Li Huai threw himself on the transparent wall of the dome prison and hit it with his fist. The dome will not give way.

He looked around desperately, determined to escape, wondering how surprised the Pratoians were holding him-doubting that he would be the next victim. He knew that they would come to him soon.

He searched the fence for some ways to leave. He looked at the stickman and wondered if they knew. One of them, who seemed to be the leader, motioned to him. His arm pointed to a point on the floor.

Sure enough, there was a crack there, with an outline like a small trap cover. He worked on it with his fingers, found a dent, and pushed in. The lid is off. Below is a few inches of empty space in which the control rods of a typical control board are placed.

Want to know if he is still taking on the responsibility of adapting him to this control. His shock at Pluto could have eliminated it.

He pushed the lever with his gloved hand. They did not listen to him. Desperately, he removed the glove from one hand. It was cold in the small room, but the atmosphere was strong. The joystick almost froze his finger, but he turned it again.

This time it worked. The top of the dome that clamped him suddenly opened and the sides slid back. Put on the gloves and dash outside, exposing the cold surface.

Then he was one of the guardians of Neptune, and they were actually patting him on the back, waving towards the building, hurrying him.

They were preparing to die in the last desperate attack on the enemy. Can Li Huai do less?

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