" Perry Rhodan 0037 - (29) A World Gone Mad" - читать интересную книгу автора (Perry Rhodan)

compatriots who had fled away into space, Rhodan preferred to be on the safe side.

He nodded to Enzally who had waited for his sign.

"Thank you, we prefer to stand up," said the telepath, who was the only one born on this world. "If you
accept our conditions we’ll come very quickly to an agreement. You’ve lost the fight and you’re helpless.
Even your robots refuse to obey you since they’ve been reprogrammed. We’ve no intention of killing
you, we merely wish to isolate you. We’re planning to put you on an island in the Western Ocean where
you can spend the rest of your lives in peace in a good climate. A return to your own world is impossible
since you’re deprived of your spaceships."

Enzally paused and looked at Ragor. The governor was unaware that his conscious and subconscious
thoughts were carefully studied. Nothing remained hidden from the probing telepath.

A murmur was audible among the 13 men. Several began to whisper but Ragor hushed them up with a
wave of his hand.

"What will happen to the seven governors who are suffering under the Plague of Oblivion?" Ragor
inquired. "Are we to leave them behind?"

"They’ll go with you to the island."

"So that they’ll infect us too?" Ragor was indignant and looked furious. "If that island is now free of this
scourge, it won’t remain that way very long."

Perry Rhodan gave Enzally a sign and addressed Ragor himself. "We’ve brought an anti-serum with us,
Ragor. The disease has now been reduced to a harmless sickness—luckily only after the Springer
commanders were put to flight. You’ll be administered injections and you’ll never come down with the
illness. The seven governors we’ve found in the hospital have already recovered and will be able to
accompany you to the island."

Ragor studied Rhodan intently. "You’re not from this world?"

"No, my home planet is more than a thousand light-years away.

"Why do you interfere in this conflict?"

"Because we’re concerned for people who are oppressed to be able to govern themselves. We’ve
helped the Goszuls to overcome colonialism."

"And you don’t make any profit out of it?"

"Certainly, Ragor. But you can’t expect us to tell you all about that. All you have to do is answer one
question: Will you submit voluntarily to the decision of the new government of this world in offering you
exile?"

Ragor cast a sideways glance at his associates before he answered. "Are we allowed to leave Goszul’s
Planet in case we can get a ship?"
"In that case, yes. But you don’t have a ship."