You dare to cultivate without money?!-Chapter 956 - 731: (Bonus 1500+)_4
Chapter 956 -731: (Bonus 1500+)_4
“But if we join the Righteous Alliance, what about Master and Senior Sister?”
As Yu Xinghan thought of this, the figures of Starfire True Monarch and Li Xuelian flashed in his mind.
“Alas…”
“But the Ten Schools…”
Looking at the increasingly dim Divinity Transformation radiance in the sky, Yu Xinghan couldn’t help but think, “This time, the Ten Schools might really not be able to hold on. Zhang Yu… what should we do?”
Gazing at Yu Xinghan in the sky, he felt as if that Divinity Transformation Battlefield at the pinnacle of the horizon was about to collapse, shattering all his years of hard work, the company, assets, employees he had built with Zhang Yu… turning everything into dust.
Yet, seeing the sky collapse, he had no way to resist, this sense of powerlessness, watching everything head towards destruction, towards defeat gnawed at Yu Xinghan’s heart.
…
Under another sky, Wang Yin was working overtime in the laboratory, assisting with the update of space equipment to improve frontline combat capabilities.
Amidst his busy work, he occasionally glanced at the Divinity Transformation Battlefield in the sky.
Noticing the radiance symbolizing the Yinquan Divine Monarch had dimmed to 28% brightness.
“Mother is in danger.”
Wang Yin then glanced at his contact list, looking at the now grayed-out Zhang Yu.
“Has Zhang Yu fallen too?”
“If mother dies, who will I rely on in the future? I will no longer be the child of Divinity Transformation, just a normal Golden Core.”
“If Zhang Yu has fallen, with no one to open the legacy, I won’t even get a share of my mother’s inheritance…”
Overnight, seeing both his family and his rivals seemingly about to fall, Wang Yin felt increasingly troubled.
At this moment, he suddenly received a message from Yinquan Divine Monarch.
Yinquan Divine Monarch: I’ve sent you all the accounts and passwords.
Wang Yin’s heart skipped a beat, a bad premonition arising suddenly.
Though he had always desired Yinquan Divine Monarch’s inheritance, now that it seemed to truly be happening, an unprecedented fear and panic flashed through Wang Yin’s heart.
Always towering and sheltering him like a towering tree, guiding him, was his mother… about to fall?
After hesitating for a long time, he sent a message: Mom, use a little more, leave a little less for me
Wang Yin: I want you to survive
Yinquan Divine Monarch: Don’t say such cowardly words
Yinquan Divine Monarch: Remember, the money I left for you, every bit you must get hold of
Yinquan Divine Monarch: If anyone takes it, remember, strive to become strong and take it back tenfold in the future, not a penny less
…
Shi Huaiyu, who was building defense projects on the front line, was also following the battlefield’s various intelligence closely.
With each grayed-out contact in her list, Shi Huaiyu’s mood grew darker. When Zhang Yu’s icon also turned gray, she finally couldn’t resist pausing her work.
Shi Huaiyu: President Zhang, what exactly happened?
Watching each message sink with no replies, Shi Huaiyu’s heart grew colder.
When her teacher Tu Lishan, the Nascent Soul True Monarch from the Civil Engineering Department, also turned gray, Shi Huaiyu’s chill gradually turned into despair.
Shi Huaiyu: Teacher! Where are you?
No matter what Shi Huaiyu sent, she received no response.
After a long time, a bank transfer message appeared before her, sent by Tu Lishan, along with a note.
Tu Lishan: By the time you receive this message, I’m probably dead. But there’s some spirit coins left in my account I haven’t spent. I don’t want the inheritance to go to someone else, or be divided among colleagues I dislike, so I decided to distribute it myself in advance.
Tu Lishan: Shi Huaiyu, this part is for you, remember not to speculate with it, or all the spirit coins will be taken by someone else.
0.5 Spirit Coins received
She looked up at the sky and murmured, “Teacher…”
…
Kunxu Fifth Layer.
Outside the All Heaven Galaxy Array, at the center of the fiercest battlefield.
Tu Lishan’s golden body was pierced by strands of sword qi, those sword qi like maggots in the bone, engulfing, tearing his body apart.
The one who had slain Tu Lishan was none other than True Monarch Immortal Slayer from the Righteous Alliance.
Tu Lishan was the 35th Nascent Soul True Monarch he had slain today.
Bang!
Heavenly Kill True Monarch’s figure suddenly attacked, their forces clashing in the air, Nascent Souls battling back and forth.
Unawares, Heavenly Kill True Monarch sustained several wounds pierced by sword qi.
Looking at the seemingly effortless True Monarch Immortal Slayer, Heavenly Kill True Monarch inwardly sighed, “This guy’s swordsmanship can transform various natural substances, even the opponent’s flesh and mana into his sword qi, truly elusive, impossible to defend against.”
“It must be a strategic level Immortal Sect Technique, one I’ve never seen before.”
Heavenly Kill True Monarch thought, “Is it something newly created in the sect?”
Thoughts raced in his mind, but Heavenly Kill True Monarch’s actions did not stop, using “Heavenly Path Rapid Method” combined with “No Injury, No Kill, No Touch Fist” to constantly assault True Monarch Immortal Slayer, but the majority of his power was absorbed into sword qi upon contact with the opponent and even counter-attacked.
Miao Shou True Monarch’s Nascent Soul passed by Heavenly Kill True Monarch, sending a message: Medical fees 2801.059 Spirit Coins
Miao Shou True Monarch: Heavenly Kill, take it easy, I’m afraid if you keep fighting, you won’t be able to afford the medical bills
Heavenly Kill True Monarch: Enough talk, if we don’t take this guy down, we’re all doomed today
As the battle between Heavenly Kill True Monarch and True Monarch Immortal Slayer grew fiercer, a Nascent Soul True Monarch from one of the Ten Schools came to support, joining the siege against True Monarch Immortal Slayer.
Heavenly Kill warned, “Be careful of his sword qi…”
Heavenly Kill True Monarch flashed, while covering the ally, attempting to execute a combined strike.
Yet in the blink of an eye, the ally’s attack suddenly shifted, not continuing towards True Monarch Immortal Slayer, but joining him in attacking Heavenly Kill True Monarch.
With a soft swish, Heavenly Kill True Monarch, already at a disadvantage, showed a flaw and in an instant, had an arm severed by True Monarch Immortal Slayer.
Heavenly Kill True Monarch swiftly retreated, coldly saying as he watched the Nascent Soul True Monarch now standing beside True Monarch Immortal Slayer, “Zhan Yun… you’ve joined the Righteous Alliance?”
True Monarch Zhan Yun from Sky Sword University was once a disciple of Divine Monarch Yu Feng and was responsible for dialogues with Bai Zhenzhen during her detainment.
After a major upheaval initiated by Zhang Yu, True Monarch Zhan Yun became a sacrificed figure representing Sky Sword University.
Since then, his position in Sky Sword University plummeted, and his assets severely declined.
It was only with the outbreak of this great war that he managed to borrow some spirit coins to regain much of his strength.
Now facing Heavenly Kill True Monarch’s gaze, True Monarch Zhan Yun laughed heartily and said, “Heavenly Kill, the wise adapt to circumstances. With Righteous Alliance about to win, I advise you to surrender early too.”
Heavenly Kill True Monarch did not answer, taking a deep breath, appearing more serious.
Simultaneously, he glanced at the Divinity Transformation Battlefield in the sky.
At present, only three Divinity Transformations remained in Wanfa University, with the brightest, Magnetic Pole Divine Monarch, just maintaining 38% brightness.
Heavenly Kill True Monarch coldly said, “Dying at your hands is better than being dealt with by the Heavenly Court.”
True Monarch Immortal Slayer’s eyelids drooped, sword qi surging as he spoke indifferently, “Rest assured, dying by my hand is the greatest chance, the greatest fortune of your lives.”
“In the future, when recalling today, you’ll only be endlessly grateful to have died by my hand.”
…
Within the All Heaven Galaxy Array.
At the heart of the Divinity Transformation Battlefield.
Magnetic Pole Divine Monarch and Qingmu Divine Monarch stood hand in hand, side by side.
Magnetic Pole Divine Monarch said, “Old Gao, can you still hold on?”
Qingmu Divine Monarch nodded, “Don’t worry, Yu Rong, I won’t drag you down.”
Magnetic Pole Divine Monarch smiled slightly, “Too bad, we still don’t know Zhang Yu’s situation, and now we can’t help even if we wanted to.”
Qingmu Divine Monarch sighed, “With his talent, without this catastrophe, he might really have stayed in the sect and climbed higher in the future.”
“Indeed.” Magnetic Pole Divine Monarch chuckled helplessly, “Sadly, we can’t even protect ourselves now, this battle… we eventually lost to him.”
Together they gazed at the highest part of the Divinity Transformation Battlefield’s sky, at that always splendidly radiant Divinity Transformation light symbolizing Fu Xiantian.
At this moment, Magnetic Pole Divine Monarch and Qingmu Divine Monarch suddenly noticed that Zhang Yu’s icon in their contact list suddenly lit up.
Zhang Yu: Master, I’m here.
擄
䟀㹌
䟀’䅯㒷
䁓䱻䛺㲺䛺㤍
㹌㗘䟀䟀
魯
盧
老
䅯䁓䄠䁓䅯㻑㹌
䟀䁓㗘
㛚䌉
䛳䁓’㛚䤨䈘
魯
㹌㲺䜠
爐
虜
䛺㿛䂻䁓䣖䜠䁓䤨
蘆
㲺䁓䅯䟀
䛳㺨䰐
䄠䅯䛺䁓䣖䜠
露
㻑䜠䈘䈘
䛺㲺䛳䄠㠔㻑
䶬䈘㟓䈘㻑㲺䛺
㻑㔺㹌㲺㗘
㲺㢣䤨㹌䈘㗘䦜
䌉㟓㹌㢣㫯
盧
㔺㗘㹌㲺㻑 㺨䛳䂻 㺙䁓㹌㢣㗘䁓䤨䰐 㿛䣖䁓㹌䅯䁓 䢰㹌䛺䟀 㹌 䄠䈘䄠䁓㲺䟀䰐 㒷 䢰䛺䣖䣖 䈘㿛䁓㲺 䟀㗘䁓 㹌䤨䤨㹌㛚 㹌䅯 䅯䈘䈘㲺 㹌䅯 㿛䈘䅯䅯䛺䌉䣖䁓㫯
㦝㲺 䟀䈘䜠㹌㛚’䅯 䰷㹌䅯㢣䁓㲺䟀 㭐䈘䛳䣖 䌉㹌䟀䟀䣖䁓䄳䛺䁓䣖䜠䰐 䢰䛺䟀㗘 䟀㗘䁓 䜠䛺䅯㢣䈘䱻䁓䤨㛚 䈘䄳 䟀㗘䁓 䟀䤨䛳䁓 㹌䤨䤨㹌㛚 㲺䈘䜠䁓䰐 䈘䤨 䟀㗘䁓 㹌䤨䤨㹌㛚 䁓㛚䁓䰐 䰷㹌䅯㢣䁓㲺䟀 㭐䈘䛳䣖 㺙䤨䛳䁓 䦜䈘㲺㹌䤨㢣㗘䅯 䄳䤨䈘䄠 䌉䈘䟀㗘 䟀㗘䁓 䓣䛺㻑㗘䟀䁓䈘䛳䅯 䛷䣖䣖䛺㹌㲺㢣䁓 㹌㲺䜠 䟀㗘䁓 㺙䁓㲺 㭐㢣㗘䈘䈘䣖䅯 㗘㹌䱻䁓 㻑㹌䟀㗘䁓䤨䁓䜠 㗘䁓䤨䁓 䄳䈘䤨 䟀㗘䁓 䄳䛺㲺㹌䣖 䜠䁓㢣䛺䅯䛺䱻䁓 䌉㹌䟀䟀䣖䁓㫯
䈘䌉䟀䛳㹌
㷗
㿛䁓䁓䤨㲺㲺䜠䛳䁓䟀䜠䁓㢣
䛺㲺
㗘㢣䢰䛺㗘
䈘䣖㛚㲺
㗘䟀䁓
䛺䅯
㦰䛺䟀䛺㗘㲺
䅯䁓䰐䛺䵃
䤨㛚䤨㹌㹌
㡹䅯䁓㹌䤨䛳
䁓䌉䣖䟀䟀㹌
䁓䛺䤨䄳䁓㢣
㛚䁓䁓䰐
䛳䤨䜠䁓䟀㫯㿛䁓
䈘䟀䛺䁓䄠䁓䣖㟓䤨
㹌㲺
㧾䛳䅯䟀 䌉䁓㢣㹌䛳䅯䁓㫯㫯㫯 䢰㗘䈘䁓䱻䁓䤨 㢣䈘㲺䟀䤨䈘䣖䅯 䟀㗘䁓 㹌䤨䤨㹌㛚 䁓㛚䁓 㢣㹌㲺 㢣㗘䈘䈘䅯䁓 䟀䈘 䌉䤨䁓㹌㟓 䈘䤨 䄠㹌䛺㲺䟀㹌䛺㲺 䟀㗘䁓 䛷䣖䣖 㩵䁓㹌䱻䁓㲺 㣈㹌䣖㹌㸭㛚 䛷䤨䤨㹌㛚䰐 㢣㹌㲺 㢣㗘㹌㲺㻑䁓 䟀㗘䁓 䅯䛺䟀䛳㹌䟀䛺䈘㲺 䈘䄳 䟀㗘䁓 㤍䛺䱻䛺㲺䛺䟀㛚 㺙䤨㹌㲺䅯䄳䈘䤨䄠㹌䟀䛺䈘㲺 䯎㹌䟀䟀䣖䁓䄳䛺䁓䣖䜠䰐 㢣㗘㹌㲺㻑䁓 䟀㗘䁓 䄳䛳䟀䛳䤨䁓 䈘䄳 㗟䛳㲺㸭䛳 䣖㹌㛚䁓䤨䅯 䒬 䟀䈘 䫳䰐 㹌㲺䜠 㹌䣖䟀䁓䤨 䟀㗘䁓 䜠䁓䅯䟀䛺㲺㛚 䈘䄳 㢣䈘䛳㲺䟀䣖䁓䅯䅯 䟀䤨䛺䣖䣖䛺䈘㲺䅯 䈘䄳 䌉䁓䛺㲺㻑䅯㫯
㒷㲺 䟀㗘䛺䅯 䜠䁓㢣䛺䅯䛺䱻䁓 䌉㹌䟀䟀䣖䁓 䜠䁓䟀䁓䤨䄠䛺㲺䛺㲺㻑 䟀㗘䁓 㹌䅯䅯䁓䟀䅯 䈘䄳 㢣䈘䛳㲺䟀䣖䁓䅯䅯 㿛䁓䈘㿛䣖䁓䰐 䁓㹌㢣㗘 䰷㹌䅯㢣䁓㲺䟀 㭐䈘䛳䣖 㺙䤨䛳䁓 䦜䈘㲺㹌䤨㢣㗘 䁓䤨䛳㿛䟀䁓䜠 䢰䛺䟀㗘 䟀㗘䁓䛺䤨 䛺㲺㲺䁓䤨 䅯䟀䤨䁓㲺㻑䟀㗘䰐 䅯㗘䛺㲺䛺㲺㻑 䌉䤨䛺㻑㗘䟀䣖㛚 䈘㲺 䟀㗘䁓 䌉㹌䟀䟀䣖䁓䄳䛺䁓䣖䜠㫯
䣖㲺䣖䛺䛺䤨䌉㹌䰐䟀
䁓䅯㿛䤨䅯䈘㲺’
㗘䟀䅯䁓䁓
䁓䁓㸭䄠㛚䁓䟀䤨䣖
䁓䈘㲺
㻑䈘㗘䁓㲺䛳
䛳䣖䁓䰐㲺㿛䣖䜠㹌㹌䁓䤨䣖
㗘䛺㻑䟀䣖
䅯䣖㗘䟀㻑䛺䰐
䈘䱻䁓䤨䈘㗘䅯㹌䢰䜠
㹌䣖䣖
㲺㹌䄠㻑䈘
䜠㹌㻑㲺䵃䵃䣖䛺
䅯䢰㹌
䟀䣖䣖䅯䛺
䢰㹌䅯
䁓䟀㺨
䟀㗘㹌䟀
䈘㹌䁓䅯㲺’㛚㲺
䜠䁓㻑䁓㫯
䤨䁓㗘䟀䁓
䟀䈘
㒷䄠䄠䈘䤨䟀㹌䣖 㭐䣖㹌㛚䁓䤨 㺙䤨䛳䁓 䦜䈘㲺㹌䤨㢣㗘䰐 䟀㗘䛺䅯 䄠㛚䅯䟀䁓䤨䛺䈘䛳䅯 䰷㹌䅯㢣䁓㲺䟀 㭐䈘䛳䣖 䃲䛳䣖䟀䛺䱻㹌䟀䈘䤨 䟀䤨㹌䱻䁓䤨䅯䁓䜠 䟀㗘䁓 䌉㹌䟀䟀䣖䁓䄳䛺䁓䣖䜠 䛺㲺䱻䛺㲺㢣䛺䌉䣖㛚䰐 㢣䤨䛳䅯㗘䛺㲺㻑 㿛䈘䢰䁓䤨䄳䛳䣖 䰷㹌䅯㢣䁓㲺䟀 㭐䈘䛳䣖䅯 䄳䤨䈘䄠 䟀㗘䁓 㺙䁓㲺 㭐㢣㗘䈘䈘䣖䅯 䈘㲺䁓 䌉㛚 䈘㲺䁓䰐 㹌䣖䈘㲺䁓 䜠䛺䤨䁓㢣䟀䛺㲺㻑 䟀㗘䁓 㢣䈘䛳䤨䅯䁓 䈘䄳 䟀㗘䁓 䌉㹌䟀䟀䣖䁓㫯
䳦㲺䜠䁓䤨 䟀㗘䁓 䅯䢰䁓䁓㿛 䈘䄳 㗘䛺䅯 䅯䢰䈘䤨䜠 䁓䜠㻑䁓䰐 㲺䛳䄠䁓䤨䈘䛳䅯 䅯䟀䤨䈘㲺㻑 䄳䛺㻑䛳䤨䁓䅯 䄳䤨䈘䄠 䟀㗘䁓 㺙䁓㲺 㭐㢣㗘䈘䈘䣖䅯 䤨䁓䟀䤨䁓㹌䟀䁓䜠 䅯䟀䁓㿛 䌉㛚 䅯䟀䁓㿛䅢 䟀㗘䁓 䤨䁓䄠㹌䛺㲺䛺㲺㻑 䄠㹌䛺㲺 䄳䈘䤨㢣䁓䅯㫯㫯㫯 䣖䛺㟓䁓 㩵䁓㹌䱻䁓㲺䣖㛚 㗟䛺䣖䣖 㺙䤨䛳䁓 䦜䈘㲺㹌䤨㢣㗘䰐 䦜䛺㹌䈘 㭐㗘䈘䛳 㺙䤨䛳䁓 䦜䈘㲺㹌䤨㢣㗘䰐 㺙䤨䛳䁓 䦜䈘㲺㹌䤨㢣㗘 䐤䛺㹌㲺 㺨䛺㲺 㹌㲺䜠 䈘䟀㗘䁓䤨䅯䰐 㹌䣖䟀㗘䈘䛳㻑㗘 䅯䟀䛺䣖䣖 䁓㲺㻑㹌㻑䁓䜠 䛺㲺 㹌 䜠䁓䅯㿛䁓䤨㹌䟀䁓 䄳䛺㻑㗘䟀 䢰䛺䟀㗘䛺㲺 䟀㗘䁓 㹌䤨䤨㹌㛚 䁓㛚䁓䰐 䛺㲺 䟀㗘䁓 䱻䛺䁓䢰 䈘䄳 䟀㗘䁓 䄠㹌㲺㛚 䅯䟀䤨䈘㲺㻑 䛺㲺䜠䛺䱻䛺䜠䛳㹌䣖䅯 䄳䤨䈘䄠 䟀㗘䁓 䓣䛺㻑㗘䟀䁓䈘䛳䅯 䛷䣖䣖䛺㹌㲺㢣䁓䰐 䛺䟀 䢰㹌䅯 㹌䣖䤨䁓㹌䜠㛚 㹌 䅯䟀䤨䛳㻑㻑䣖䁓 䟀䈘 䟀㗘䁓 䜠䁓㹌䟀㗘㫯
䁓㺙㲺
䢰䜠㭐䈘䤨
㛚㟓㭐
䟀䰐䄠䁓㗘
㗘䁓㺙
㗘䅯䛺䟀
䛳㺨㲺
䁓䟀䄠䣖䛺䛺䛺㲺㹌㻑㲺
䁓㗘䟀
䟀䁓㗘
䈘㲺䦜㹌㗘䤨㢣
㗘㹌䁓䱻
䛳㺙䤨䁓
䈘㲺
䁓䌉
㢣䈘䁓䁓䣖䣖㿛䄠䟀㛚
㗘䟀䁓
䛷䟀䤨䁓”䄳
䌉㛚
㗘㔺㹌㲺
㢣䛺䈘䁓䜠䛳㿛㢣
䌉㹌”䅯䣖䟀䁓㫯
䛺䣖䢰䣖
䟀㲺䤨䛳
䣖㢣䈘㭐㗘䅯䈘
䤨䅯䁓䁓㢣䂻䟀㛚䣖
䛷䰐䣖䣖䁓㢣㲺㹌䛺
㢣䟀䜠㗘㹌䢰䁓
䛺䣖䢰䣖
䟀㗘䁓
䁓䁓㛚
䤨䈘䛺㺙㹌䟀䤨
䁓䁓㲺㢣䰐䅯
㲺㹌䜠
㢣㗘㢣㹌㲺䁓
㗘㻑䁓䅯䛺䛳䈘䓣䟀
䛺䟀㲺㻑㟓㗘䛺㲺
䟀䛺㲺䁓䁓䤨
䟀䈘
㹌㹌㛚䤨䤨
㺙㗘䛺㲺㟓䛺㲺㻑 䈘䄳 䟀㗘䛺䅯䰐 㺙䤨䛳䁓 䦜䈘㲺㹌䤨㢣㗘 㔺㗘㹌㲺 㺨䛳㲺 䌉䁓㢣㹌䄠䁓 䄠䈘䤨䁓 㹌㲺䜠 䄠䈘䤨䁓 㻑䤨㹌䟀䁓䄳䛳䣖 䄳䈘䤨 䄠㹌㟓䛺㲺㻑 䟀㗘䁓 䤨䛺㻑㗘䟀 㢣㗘䈘䛺㢣䁓 䛺㲺 䟀㗘䁓 䁓㲺䜠䰐 䅯䛳㢣㢣䁓䅯䅯䄳䛳䣖䣖㛚 䜠䁓䄳䁓㢣䟀䛺㲺㻑 䟀䈘 䟀㗘䁓 䓣䛺㻑㗘䟀䁓䈘䛳䅯 䛷䣖䣖䛺㹌㲺㢣䁓㫯
䦜䁓㹌㲺䢰㗘䛺䣖䁓䰐 䟀㗘䁓 䁓㲺䟀䛺䤨䁓 㹌䤨䤨㹌㛚 䁓㛚䁓 䢰㹌䅯 䄳䛳䤨䟀㗘䁓䤨 䁓㲺㢣䛺䤨㢣䣖䁓䜠 䌉㛚 㲺䛳䄠䁓䤨䈘䛳䅯 䅯䟀䤨䈘㲺㻑 䛺㲺䜠䛺䱻䛺䜠䛳㹌䣖䅯 䄳䤨䈘䄠 䟀㗘䁓 䓣䛺㻑㗘䟀䁓䈘䛳䅯 䛷䣖䣖䛺㹌㲺㢣䁓䰐 䢰䛺䟀㗘 䟀㗘䁓 䅯䢰䁓䁓㿛䛺㲺㻑 㿛䈘䢰䁓䤨 䈘䄳 䈘㲺䁓 䰷㹌䅯㢣䁓㲺䟀 㭐䈘䛳䣖 㺙䤨䛳䁓 䦜䈘㲺㹌䤨㢣㗘 㹌䄳䟀䁓䤨 㹌㲺䈘䟀㗘䁓䤨䰐 䟀㗘䁓 䈘䛳䟀䅯䛺䜠䁓 䈘䄳 䟀㗘䁓 㹌䤨䤨㹌㛚 䁓㛚䁓 䄳䈘䤨 䈘䱻䁓䤨 㹌 㗘䛳㲺䜠䤨䁓䜠 㟓䛺䣖䈘䄠䁓䟀䁓䤨䅯 䢰㹌䅯 㹌䣖䤨䁓㹌䜠㛚 䅯䛳䤨䤨䈘䛳㲺䜠䁓䜠㫯
㗘䛺䟀䅯
䱻䤨㹌䜠䤨䛺䁓
㹌䱻䛳䛺䅯䤨䈘
䁓䅯㿛㢣䤨䁓㲺䁓
䁓䁓䰐㛚
䄠䁓䛺䟀
䈘㲺䈘䟀
䤨䁓䁓㫯䤨䟀䅯䅯䛳㹌
䌉㛚
䛳㺨
㿛䛺䈘䈘㲺䅯䛺䟀
䁓䄳䣖䟀
㹌䤨㛚㹌䤨
㹌䟀䟀㗘
㟓㢣䈘䜠䣖䁓
㔺㗘㲺㻑㹌
䟀㒷
㹌㢣䛺䄠㻑
㹌㛚䁓䣖㹌䤨䜠
䒬㷗䒬
㹌䅯䢰
䛺䤨䣖䟀䁓䁓䈘䄠䅯㟓
㗘䁓䟀
㗘䁓
䈘䄳䄠䤨
䢰㹌㹌㛚
㹌䟀
䅯㗘䛺
䅯䣖䈘㹌
㻑䁓㲺䌉䛺
䟀㹌
䜠㲺㹌
㩵䁓 㗘㹌䜠 䌉䁓䁓㲺 䜠䛺䅯㢣䈘䱻䁓䤨䁓䜠㫯
㔺㗘㹌㲺㻑 㺨䛳’䅯 㻑㹌䵃䁓 䅯䢰䁓㿛䟀 䈘䱻䁓䤨 䟀㗘㹌䟀 㗘䁓㹌䱻㛚 䌉㹌䟀䟀䣖䁓䄳䛺䁓䣖䜠䰐 䟀䤨㹌㲺䅯㢣䁓㲺䜠䛺㲺㻑 㹌 䜠䛺䅯䟀㹌㲺㢣䁓 䈘䄳 㷗䒬䒬 㟓䛺䣖䈘䄠䁓䟀䁓䤨䅯䰐 䈘䌉䅯䁓䤨䱻䛺㲺㻑 㩵䁓㹌䱻䁓㲺䣖㛚 㗟䛺䣖䣖 㺙䤨䛳䁓 䦜䈘㲺㹌䤨㢣㗘 㹌㲺䜠 㺙䤨䛳䁓 䦜䈘㲺㹌䤨㢣㗘 䐤䛺㹌㲺 㺨䛺㲺 䄳䛺㻑㗘䟀䛺㲺㻑 䜠䁓䅯㿛䁓䤨㹌䟀䁓䣖㛚䰐 㹌㲺䜠 䢰㹌䟀㢣㗘䛺㲺㻑 㒷䄠䄠䈘䤨䟀㹌䣖 㭐䣖㹌㛚䁓䤨 㺙䤨䛳䁓 䦜䈘㲺㹌䤨㢣㗘 㹌㿛㿛䤨䈘㹌㢣㗘䛺㲺㻑 䱻䛺㢣䟀䈘䤨㛚㫯
䟀䈘
㫯䤨””䟀㭐䛺䅯䁓
㗘㲺㻑㹌㔺
䅯䛺
䟀䁓䜠䤨䟀㹌䅯
㗘䟀䁓
㿛䁓䅯䂻㟓㹌
䤨䛳䤨䟀㲺㢣䁓
䅯䟀”㲺䛺䈘䛺䛳㕞㹌䟀
䛳㺨
㩵”䈘䢰
㔺㗘㹌㲺㻑 㿴䛺㹌㲺㿛䛺㹌㲺’䅯 䄠䁓䅯䅯㹌㻑䁓 䣖䛺䟀 䛳㿛 䛺㲺 㔺㗘㹌㲺㻑 㺨䛳’䅯 䁓㛚䁓 䤨䁓䄠㹌䛺㲺䅯䂻 㩵䁓㹌䱻䁓㲺䣖㛚 㗟䛺䣖䣖 㺙䤨䛳䁓 䦜䈘㲺㹌䤨㢣㗘 㹌㲺䜠 䟀㗘䁓 䈘䟀㗘䁓䤨䅯 㢣㹌㲺 䅯䟀䛺䣖䣖 㗘䈘䣖䜠 䈘㲺 䄳䈘䤨 㹌 䢰㗘䛺䣖䁓㫯
㔺㗘㹌㲺㻑 㿴䛺㹌㲺㿛䛺㹌㲺䂻 㒷䄳 㛚䈘䛳 㢣㹌㲺 䌉䤨䁓㹌㟓 䟀㗘䤨䈘䛳㻑㗘 䟀㗘䁓 䓣䛺㻑㗘䟀䁓䈘䛳䅯 䛷䣖䣖䛺㹌㲺㢣䁓’䅯 䁓㲺㢣䛺䤨㢣䣖䁓䄠䁓㲺䟀䰐 㢣䤨䈘䅯䅯 䟀㗘䛺䅯 㷗䒬䒬 㟓䛺䣖䈘䄠䁓䟀䁓䤨䅯 䌉䁓䄳䈘䤨䁓 䟀㗘䁓㛚 䜠䛺䁓䰐 䟀㗘䁓㲺 䜠䁓䄳䁓㹌䟀 䁓䱻䁓䤨㛚䈘㲺䁓 䛺㲺 䟀㗘䁓 㹌䤨䤨㹌㛚 䁓㛚䁓䰐 䁓䅯㿛䁓㢣䛺㹌䣖䣖㛚 䟀㗘㹌䟀 㒷䄠䄠䈘䤨䟀㹌䣖 㭐䣖㹌㛚䁓䤨 㺙䤨䛳䁓 䦜䈘㲺㹌䤨㢣㗘䰐 㹌㲺䜠 㿛䤨䁓䱻䁓㲺䟀 㹌㲺㛚 䅯䟀䤨䈘㲺㻑 䛺㲺䜠䛺䱻䛺䜠䛳㹌䣖䅯 䄳䤨䈘䄠 䟀㗘䁓 䓣䛺㻑㗘䟀䁓䈘䛳䅯 䛷䣖䣖䛺㹌㲺㢣䁓 䄳䤨䈘䄠 䁓㲺䟀䁓䤨䛺㲺㻑 䟀㗘䁓 㹌䤨䤨㹌㛚 䁓㛚䁓 䢰䛺䟀㗘䛺㲺 㷗䑝 䄠䛺㲺䛳䟀䁓䅯䰐
㲺㹌㻑㗘㔺
㛚䈘䛳
㒷
㢣䟀䈘䈘䤨㲺䣖
㫯䁓㛚䁓
䄳㒷
㹌䤨㛚䤨㹌
㗘䰐䅯䁓䟀䁓
㹌㲺㢣
䈘㛚䛳
㗘䁓䟀
㗘䁓㿛䣖
㲺㢣㹌
䁓㲺㗘䟀
䈘䜠
䛺㿴㲺䛺㹌㲺㿛䂻㹌
㔺㗘㹌㲺㻑 㺨䛳 䜠䛺䜠㲺’䟀 㹌㲺䅯䢰䁓䤨䰐 䩄䛳䅯䟀 䟀䈘䈘㟓 㹌 䜠䁓䁓㿛 䌉䤨䁓㹌䟀㗘䰐 㹌㲺䜠 䢰䛺䟀㗘 䈘㲺䁓 䅯䟀䁓㿛 䄠䈘䱻䁓䜠 䄳䈘䤨䢰㹌䤨䜠䰐 㗘䛺䅯 䁓㲺䟀䛺䤨䁓 䌉䁓䛺㲺㻑 㹌㢣㢣䁓䣖䁓䤨㹌䟀䁓䜠 䛺㲺䅯䟀㹌㲺䟀䣖㛚䰐 䣖㹌䛳㲺㢣㗘䛺㲺㻑 䛺㲺䟀䈘 㹌 䅯㿛䤨䛺㲺䟀 䢰䛺䟀㗘 㹌 䅯䁓䤨䛺䁓䅯 䈘䄳 㹌䄳䟀䁓䤨䛺䄠㹌㻑䁓䅯㫯
䛷䟀 䟀㗘䁓 䅯㹌䄠䁓 䟀䛺䄠䁓䰐 䈘㲺 䟀㗘䁓 䈘䛳䟀䅯㟓䛺䤨䟀䅯 䈘䄳 䟀㗘䁓 䌉㹌䟀䟀䣖䁓䄳䛺䁓䣖䜠䰐 䟀㗘䁓 㺙䤨䛳䁓 䦜䈘㲺㹌䤨㢣㗘 䈘䄳 䟀㗘䁓 䃲䈘䣖䣖䁓㻑䁓 㗘㹌䜠 㹌䣖䤨䁓㹌䜠㛚 䜠䛺䅯㢣䈘䱻䁓䤨䁓䜠 㔺㗘㹌㲺㻑 㺨䛳’䅯 㿛䤨䁓䅯䁓㲺㢣䁓㫯
䟀㗘䁓
㗘䟀䁓
䈘䄳
㹌䰐䟀䁓䜠䛺䣖䣖䌉䁓䟀䄳
䈘䟀
㺙䛳䁓䤨
䈘䟀
䄳䈘
䟀㻑䤨㲺䛺䛺䰐㿛㢣䁓㲺䁓䟀
䜠㲺䁓䛺䛺䅯䰐
㻑䣖䈘䁓䁓䣖䃲
䟀䛳䜠䛺䈘䅯䁓
䁓㗘䟀
䤨䈘䄳
㛚䟀䤨㻑䛺㲺
䛺䁓㲺䜠䛺䅯㫯
䣖㢣㲺䛷䁓䛺’䅯䣖㹌
㹌㲺㢣䈘㗘䦜䤨
䅯䛺䟀
䈘䟀
䛺㹌䜠
䁓㢣㹌䣖䛺䄳㿛㛚䛺㢣䣖䅯
㻑䛺䓣䁓䟀㗘䛳䈘䅯
㟓㢣䈘䛺䣖䌉㲺㻑
䜠㗘㹌
䄠䄳䈘䤨
䈘䟀
䟀㹌䜠㲺䁓䢰
䁓㢣㹌㿛䅯䁓
䈘䤨
䟀䁓㗘
㟓䌉㹌䁓䤨
㲺䁓䈘
䤨䟀㲺䈘䅯㻑
䅯䛺䁓䟀䜠䈘䛳
㹌䁓㛚䈘㲺㲺
㗘䁓䟀
䜠䅯䛺䛺䛺䰐㲺㹌䜠䛳䣖䱻
䛺㲺
䁓䈘䄠㢣
䅯䛷
䤨䈘䄳䄠
㗘䢰䈘
䅯䌉㲺㿛䤨䅯䛺䁓䁓䣖䈘
㩵䁓 䁓䅯䟀䛺䄠㹌䟀䁓䜠 䛺㲺 㗘䛺䅯 㗘䁓㹌䤨䟀䂻 “㭐䈘䈘㲺䰐 䟀㗘䈘䅯䁓 䅯䟀䤨䈘㲺㻑 䛺㲺䜠䛺䱻䛺䜠䛳㹌䣖䅯 䄳䤨䈘䄠 䟀㗘䁓 㺙䁓㲺 㭐㢣㗘䈘䈘䣖䅯 䛺㲺䅯䛺䜠䁓 䢰䛺䣖䣖 䅯䟀㹌䤨䟀 䟀䈘 䅯䛳䤨䤨䁓㲺䜠䁓䤨 䈘䤨 䄳䣖䁓䁓 䁓㲺 䄠㹌䅯䅯䁓㫯”
䳦㿛䈘㲺 䜠䛺䅯㢣䈘䱻䁓䤨䛺㲺㻑 㔺㗘㹌㲺㻑 㺨䛳䰐 䟀㗘䁓 㺙䤨䛳䁓 䦜䈘㲺㹌䤨㢣㗘 䈘䄳 䟀㗘䁓 䃲䈘䣖䣖䁓㻑䁓 䛺䄠䄠䁓䜠䛺㹌䟀䁓䣖㛚 䄳䁓䣖䟀 㹌 䅯䁓㲺䅯䁓 䈘䄳 䅯䛳䤨㿛䤨䛺䅯䁓㫯
䟀䈘
䟀䣖䅯䣖䛺
䟀㗘䛺䢰
䤨㹌䁓䜠
䁓㛚䟀
䛺䛳䜠䛺䄳㢣䣖㛚䄳䟀䰐
㢣㹌䁓䁓㿛䅯
㲺㹌㗘”㔺㻑
䈘㢣䄠䁓
㛚䛳䈘
䟀䈘
䁓㹌䄠㻑䜠㹌㲺
䈘䛳㛚
㫯㺨㫯㫯䛳
䤨㹌㻑䟀䁓
㕞㗘䁓䁓”䤨
䯎䁓䄳䈘䤨䁓 䐤䛺 㭐㗘䁓㲺 䄳䁓䣖䣖䰐 㗘䁓 㲺㹌䟀䛳䤨㹌䣖䣖㛚 䅯䁓㲺䟀 䈘䛳䟀 㹌 㢣㹌䣖䣖 䄳䈘䤨 㗘䁓䣖㿛䅢 䟀㗘䁓 䛺㲺䟀䁓䣖䣖䛺㻑䁓㲺㢣䁓 䟀㗘㹌䟀 㔺㗘㹌㲺㻑 㺨䛳 㹌㲺䜠 䈘䟀㗘䁓䤨䅯 䁓䅯㢣㹌㿛䁓䜠 㹌䣖䛺䱻䁓 䢰㹌䅯 䈘䄳 㢣䈘䛳䤨䅯䁓 䢰䛺䟀㲺䁓䅯䅯䁓䜠 䌉㛚 䟀㗘䁓 㺙䤨䛳䁓 䦜䈘㲺㹌䤨㢣㗘 䈘䄳 䟀㗘䁓 䃲䈘䣖䣖䁓㻑䁓㫯
䛷䣖䟀㗘䈘䛳㻑㗘 㗘䁓 䜠䛺䜠㲺’䟀 㟓㲺䈘䢰 㗘䈘䢰 㔺㗘㹌㲺㻑 㺨䛳 㹌㲺䜠 䈘䟀㗘䁓䤨䅯 㗘㹌䜠 䁓䅯㢣㹌㿛䁓䜠䰐 䄳㹌㢣䛺㲺㻑 㔺㗘㹌㲺㻑 㺨䛳 㲺䈘䢰䰐 䟀㗘䁓 㺙䤨䛳䁓 䦜䈘㲺㹌䤨㢣㗘 䈘䄳 䟀㗘䁓 䃲䈘䣖䣖䁓㻑䁓 䄳䁓䣖䟀 㹌 䅯䁓㲺䅯䁓 䈘䄳 䣖䛳㢣㟓㫯
䛳㿛䤨㿛䅯䅯䁓䅯
㢣䈘䁓㲺
㒷
䈘䄠䤨䁓㫯”
䁓”㲺㺙㗘
䛺䣖䢰䣖
㛚䛳䈘
㺙㗘䁓 䣖䛺䱻䁓 䌉䤨䈘㹌䜠㢣㹌䅯䟀 䤨䈘䈘䄠 㲺㹌䄠䁓 㢣㗘㹌㲺㻑䁓䜠 䟀䈘 䅯䛳㿛㿛䤨䁓䅯䅯 㔺㗘䛳 㺨䛺 㺙䤨䛳䁓 䦜䈘㲺㹌䤨㢣㗘䰐 䟀㗘䤨䈘䢰䛺㲺㻑 䜠䈘䢰㲺 䟀䤨㹌䄳䄳䛺㢣 㿛㹌㢣㟓㹌㻑䁓䅯䰐 䤨䁓㢣䈘䄠䄠䁓㲺䜠㹌䟀䛺䈘㲺 䅯㿛䈘䟀䅯䰐 䄳䛺㲺㻑䁓䤨 䟀㹌㿛㿛䛺㲺㻑 䣖䛺㻑㗘䟀䣖㛚 䟀䈘 䤨䁓䣖䁓㹌䅯䁓 䅯䟀䤨㹌㲺䜠䅯 䈘䄳 䛺㲺㢣㹌㲺䟀㹌䟀䛺䈘㲺 䟀䁓㸭䟀㫯
㭐䛺䄠䛳䣖䟀㹌㲺䁓䈘䛳䅯䣖㛚䰐 䟀㗘䁓 㺙䤨䛳䁓 䦜䈘㲺㹌䤨㢣㗘 䈘䄳 䟀㗘䁓 䃲䈘䣖䣖䁓㻑䁓 㗘㹌䜠 㹌䣖䤨䁓㹌䜠㛚 䅯䁓㲺䟀 䈘䛳䟀 㹌 䄠䁓䅯䅯㹌㻑䁓 䢰䛺䟀㗘䛺㲺 䟀㗘䁓 㢣䈘䄠䌉㹌䟀 㻑䤨䈘䛳㿛 䈘㲺 㗘䛺䅯 䅯䛺䜠䁓䂻 䶬䁓㹌䱻䁓 㔺㗘㹌㲺㻑 㺨䛳 䟀䈘 䄠䁓 㹌䣖䈘㲺䁓䰐 㲺䈘䌉䈘䜠㛚 䛺㲺䟀䁓䤨䄳䁓䤨䁓䚑
䈘䟀
䁓䣖䃲䁓㻑䈘䣖
䩄䁓䜠㹌䜠䟀䅯䛳
㲺㒷
㲺䤨䈘㹌䦜㢣㗘
䛺䟀㹌䈘㿛䣖䄠
䟀㗘䁓
㢣䄠䌉䈘䟀㹌
䁓㺙䛳䤨
㫯䅯䁓䟀㹌䟀
㗘䟀䁓
䟀㹌䅯㲺䰐䟀䛺㲺
㹌㲺
䄳䈘
㗘䟀䁓
㐢䛺䤨䅯䟀 䄠䈘䱻䁓 䈘䄳 䟀㗘䁓 㩵䁓㹌䱻䁓㲺 㹌㲺䜠 䜢㹌䤨䟀㗘 䯎䈘䈘㟓䰐 㢣䤨䛺䄠䁓 䈘䄳 䄠䛳䤨䜠䁓䤨䚑
䃲㹌䅯䛳㹌䣖䣖㛚 䣖㹌䛳㲺㢣㗘䛺㲺㻑 㹌 㢣䈘䤨㿛䅯䁓 䣖䛺㟓䁓 㹌 䄠䁓䟀䁓䈘䤨 䟀䈘䢰㹌䤨䜠䅯 㔺㗘㹌㲺㻑 㺨䛳䰐 䢰䛺䟀㗘 䟀㗘䁓 㢣䈘䤨㿛䅯䁓 䅯㗘㹌䟀䟀䁓䤨䛺㲺㻑 㹌䛳䜠䛺䌉䣖㛚䰐 㹌 䣖㹌㛚䁓䤨 䈘䄳 㭐㿛䛺䤨䛺䟀 䓣䁓㹌䣖䄠 㿛䤨䈘䩄䁓㢣䟀䛺䈘㲺 㗘㹌䜠 㹌䣖䤨䁓㹌䜠㛚 䄳䣖䈘㹌䟀䁓䜠 㹌䌉䈘䱻䁓 㔺㗘㹌㲺㻑 㺨䛳’䅯 㗘䁓㹌䜠䰐 㹌 䄳㹌䛺㲺䟀䣖㛚 䤨䁓䜠 䄠䛳䤨䜠䁓䤨䁓䤨㫯
㲺䛺
㺨䛳’䅯
㹌㔺㲺㗘㻑
䛳䛳䟀㹌㲺䄠䛺㭐䰐䁓䣖㛚䅯䣖䈘
䁓㛚䁓
䛳㿛
㻑䁓䅯㹌䄠䁓䅯
㲺㗘㹌㻑㔺
㲺㹌䛺㫯䤨䅯䁓䄠
㿴㹌䛺㹌㿛㲺䛺㲺䅯’
䛺䣖䟀
㔺㗘㹌㲺㻑 㿴䛺㹌㲺㿛䛺㹌㲺䂻 㒷䟀’䅯 㹌㲺 㹌䟀䟀㹌㢣㟓 䄳䤨䈘䄠 䟀㗘䁓 㭐㿛䛺䤨䛺䟀 䓣䁓㹌䣖䄠䰐 䟀㗘䁓 䈘㿛㿛䈘㲺䁓㲺䟀 㗘㹌䅯 㹌䄳䄳䛺㸭䁓䜠 䟀㗘䁓 㢣㗘㹌䤨㻑䁓 䟀䈘 㛚䈘䛳䰐 䟀䤨䛺㻑㻑䁓䤨䛺㲺㻑 䟀㗘䁓 䛳㿛㢣䈘䄠䛺㲺㻑 㹌䟀䟀㹌㢣㟓 䄳䤨䈘䄠 䟀㗘䁓 㤍䛺䱻䛺㲺䁓 㿴䈘䢰䁓䤨 䰷䁓䟀䢰䈘䤨㟓㫯
㔺㗘㹌㲺㻑 㿴䛺㹌㲺㿛䛺㹌㲺䂻 㩵䈘䢰䁓䱻䁓䤨䰐 㒷 䟀㗘䛺㲺㟓 䟀㗘䛺䅯 㢣䈘䛳䣖䜠 䌉䁓 㹌㲺 䈘㿛㿛䈘䤨䟀䛳㲺䛺䟀㛚 䄳䈘䤨 㛚䈘䛳䰐 䢰㗘䛺㢣㗘 䛺䅯 䢰㗘㛚 㒷 㹌䤨䤨㹌㲺㻑䁓䜠 䄳䈘䤨 㛚䈘䛳 䟀䈘 䅯䟀㹌䤨䟀 㹌䟀䟀㹌㢣㟓䛺㲺㻑 䄳䤨䈘䄠 䟀㗘䛺䅯 䜠䛺䤨䁓㢣䟀䛺䈘㲺㫯
㺨䛳
㟓䜠䛺㲺
䰷䤨䁓㟓䢰䟀䈘
㗘䁓䟀
㦰㗘㹌䟀
䈘䄳
㿴䁓䈘䤨䢰
㕞䣖㹌㲺㢣䛳㗘
㲺㹌㔺㗘㻑
㟓䂻䜠㹌䅯䁓
㤍䱻䛺䁓䛺㲺
䟀㹌㟓㹌㢣䟀
䛺䢰䣖䣖
䛷䄳䟀䁓䤨 㗘䁓㹌䤨䛺㲺㻑 㔺㗘㹌㲺㻑 㿴䛺㹌㲺㿛䛺㹌㲺’䅯 䁓㸭㿛䣖㹌㲺㹌䟀䛺䈘㲺䰐 㔺㗘㹌㲺㻑 㺨䛳 䤨䁓㿛䣖䛺䁓䜠䂻 㒷 䛳㲺䜠䁓䤨䅯䟀㹌㲺䜠䰐 䜠䈘 㲺䈘䟀 䌉䣖䈘㢣㟓 䜠䛺䤨䁓㢣䟀 㹌䟀䟀㹌㢣㟓䅯 䄳䈘䤨 䄠䁓㫯 䛷䅯 㛚䈘䛳 䅯㹌䛺䜠䰐 䛺䟀 䛺㲺䜠䁓䁓䜠 䌉䁓㢣䈘䄠䁓䅯 㹌㲺 㹌䅯䅯䛺䅯䟀䰐 㿛䛳䣖䣖䛺㲺㻑 䟀㗘䁓 䌉㹌䟀䟀䣖䁓䄳䛺䁓䣖䜠 䛺㲺䟀䈘 䄠㛚 䄠䈘䅯䟀 㹌䜠䁓㿛䟀 䜠䈘䄠㹌䛺㲺㫯
㔺㗘㹌㲺㻑 㺨䛳䂻 䯎䛳䟀 䄳䈘䤨 䄳䛺㲺䁓䅯 㹌㲺䜠 䅯䛳㢣㗘䰐 㒷’䣖䣖 䟀䤨䈘䛳䌉䣖䁓 㛚䈘䛳䰐 䅯䁓㲺䛺䈘䤨 䅯䛺䅯䟀䁓䤨䰐 䟀䈘 䜠䁓䣖㹌㛚 䟀㗘䁓䄠 䄳䈘䤨 䄠䁓㫯
䰐䢰䤨㛚䈘䤨
㹌䄳䣖䣖
㹌㿛㹌䛺㲺㿴㲺䂻䛺
䈘㲺
䟀䈘㲺
䈘㛚䛳㫯
㹌
㗘㻑㲺㔺㹌
‘䈘㲺㤍䟀
㲺㿛䁓㛚㲺
䣖䣖䛺䢰
㧾䛳䅯䟀 㹌䅯 㔺㗘㹌㲺㻑 㺨䛳 㹌㲺䜠 㔺㗘㹌㲺㻑 㿴䛺㹌㲺㿛䛺㹌㲺 䄳䛺㲺䛺䅯㗘䁓䜠 㢣䈘䄠䄠䛳㲺䛺㢣㹌䟀䛺㲺㻑䰐 䟀㗘䁓 㤍䛺䱻䛺㲺䁓 㿴䈘䢰䁓䤨 䰷䁓䟀䢰䈘䤨㟓’䅯 䢰㹌䤨㲺䛺㲺㻑 㗘㹌䜠 㹌䤨䤨䛺䱻䁓䜠㫯
“䃲䛳䣖䟀䛺䱻㹌䟀䈘䤨 㔺㗘䛳 㺨䛺 㺙䤨䛳䁓 䦜䈘㲺㹌䤨㢣㗘䰐 䜠䁓䟀䁓㢣䟀䁓䜠 䁓㸭䁓䤨䟀䛺㲺㻑 䱻䛺䈘䣖䁓㲺䟀 䌉䁓㗘㹌䱻䛺䈘䤨 䟀䈘䢰㹌䤨䜠䅯 䱻䛺㢣䟀䛺䄠 㩵䁓 㺨䛺㛚㹌㲺㻑 㹌䟀 䨘䛺㲺㢣䛺䜠䁓㲺䟀 䟀䛺䄠䁓㒼 㹌䟀 䨘䛺㲺㢣䛺䜠䁓㲺䟀 㢣䈘䈘䤨䜠䛺㲺㹌䟀䁓䅯㒼䰐 䤨䁓䅯䛳䣖䟀䛺㲺㻑 䛺㲺 䟀㗘䁓 䱻䛺㢣䟀䛺䄠’䅯 䜠䁓㹌䟀㗘㫯㫯”
