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 "Of course, sir," McClears muttered. "We flew every day to the outer planets where the Ferrous
maintain some bases. If we now suddenly shove off with the battleship the Thort will have a fit. The ruler
is still here. The mean temperature on Ferrol has gone up 30° F. during these last 32 days. We can no
longer go outside without protective clothing. If we leave here now, we might as well forget about the
trade treaty with the Thort, sir."

"And if we don’t leave, that will be the end of the Thort, Capt. McClears," Rhodan replied impassively.

"Will you please comply with my instructions. I’m going to pay a visit to the Thort. That will be all."

The connection was cut off. Rhodan acted as if he had been absent only for a few hours.

McClears slowly turned around. The radio technician on duty looked astonished. Everson’s eyes were
half closed. The men looked at each other till McClears finally drawled:

"What did he mean by that?"

"I don’t have the faintest idea; but I suspect that it has something to do with these damn guessing-games
he is playing."

McClears smiled nervously. Then he gradually became more relaxed. The Chief was back again and
everything would be all right.



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The spherical monster of Arkonide steel and concentrated power raced into the flaming atmosphere of
the eighth Vegan planet. Perry Rhodan came in for a direct landing as the Arkonides were wont to do.
This meant that he flew straight toward the celestial body without utilizing the braking effect of an elliptical
approach. This was made possible only by the quality of the products created by a far superior
technology.

The huge battleship started a powerful tornado in the upper strata of the Ferrol atmosphere. White-hot
pre-ionized gasses were compressed and forced out at high velocity from the trajectory to the sides of
the ultra-energized reflective screen surrounding the vessel.Stardust II remained unhampered; there was
no heat caused by air friction.

However, a vast vacuum developed behind the gigantic craft where the dislodged gasses furiously
plunged in.

The power generators of the super-battleship howled. Rhodan retarded his speed at 12 miles per
second, which was enough to effectively brake the battleship suspended in the antigravity field.
Unfortunately, he was unable to prevent the perennially hot masses of air of the planet close to the sun
from becoming even more heated. This was due to the flaming exhaust of the impulse-energy engine-jets.

Rhodan had good reasons for his haste. The world below him seemed in danger of disintegration.