Muñeca nocturna - Capítulo 24
Now he was starting to feel scared. The sun had already set, and he stood naked at the entrance to the tunnel.
The pitch-black end led to the place he had lived for seven years. The wind howled fiercely. He was freezing, but he didn't feel the cold.
Because he possessed something within him that could combat the cold—fear. This wasn't the fear he felt in his dream.
That fear of suffocation, a fear he must overcome at any cost, and at the same time...
He could also escape. The fear he felt at that moment was the fear of knowing absolutely nothing about himself. This is different from that kind of fear.
Opposing. He feared he couldn't escape, but had to confront it head-on. Even if this realization was terrifying, he undoubtedly had to...
I need to know whether he has a certain scent. And I need to know right now, immediately.
He walked back to his tunnel. He had only gone a few meters when he was completely enveloped in darkness, but he still felt as if he were in the deepest darkness.
He found the path in the bright light. He had walked this path thousands of times; he knew every step and every bend.
I smelled every hanging cliff and every protruding rock. Finding the path wasn't difficult. The difficult thing was...
The further he went, the more he had to confront the surging, terrifying, and dreamlike memories that welled up within him like a tide.
He fought. But he was brave. That is to say, he confronted the fear of knowing with the fear of not knowing.
He fought and succeeded because he knew he had no other choice. When he reached the end of the tunnel, he filled it in.
Only when he reached the pebble-strewn area did he escape both fears. He felt somewhat calmer, and his mind cleared. His nose...
The needle was as sharp as a scalpel. He squatted down, held his hands above his eyes, and sniffed. In this place, in...
He lay in that secluded stone tomb for seven long years. If there were any place in the world that carried his scent,
"Then this must be it." He breathed slowly. He examined the area carefully. He needed time to make a judgment. He squatted down.
A quarter of an hour passed. His memory was astounding; he knew exactly what smelled from this place seven years ago—it emitted…
The smell of rocks and a damp, cool, salty aroma—this scent was so pure that it suggested no life existed at any time.
People or animals have been here... and the smell here remains unchanged.
He squatted there for a while longer, quietly, only nodding slightly. Then he turned around.
He walked away, first bending down until he reached the correct height in the tunnel, then straightening up and stepping outside.
He put on his tattered clothes (his shoes had rotted away years ago), slung a coarse wool blanket over his shoulders, and that day...
We left Cantal Hill at night and headed south.
His appearance was quite frightening. His hair hung down to his temples, and his sparse beard reached all the way to the head of the Jibu region, resembling a horse's mane.
On the day of the attack, the skin on his back and legs, which could no longer be covered by the cloth, peeled off in pieces.
The first group of people he encountered were farmers in a field near Pierreford. As soon as they saw him…
He immediately ran away shouting. In contrast, he caused a sensation in the city, and hundreds of people gathered around to watch him.
Some believe he was an escaped convict sentenced to hard labor on a ship. Others say he wasn't even a real person.
Rather, it was a hybrid of human and bear, a forest monster. A man who had once crossed oceans insisted that he looked...
He looked like a man from an uncivilized Native American tribe in Cayenne, across the ocean. They took him before the mayor. He...
To the astonishment of the onlookers, he produced his master's certificate, opened his mouth, and spoke in a slightly gurgling tone.
These were his first few words after seven years, but the meaning was very clear. He said he was on a journey.
He was attacked and kidnapped by bandits and imprisoned in a cave for seven years. He also said that during those seven years he neither...
They saw the sunlight, but not a single person; they survived on a basket placed into the darkness by an unseen hand.
He was eventually freed with the help of a ladder, but he didn't know why, nor did he see his kidnappers or anyone else.
He claimed to be the savior of his family. This claim was fabricated by him because he felt it was more credible than the truth. The truth, however...
This is also the case; similar bandit attacks are not uncommon in the Languedoc, the Overtears, and the Severn Mountains.
See. In any case, the mayor did not hesitate to take notes and report the situation to de la Tâtayad-Espi.
Marquis Nass was the landowner and city councilor of Toulouse.
This marquess left Versailles at the age of forty to return to his estate and engage in scientific activities; he wrote...
In a significant work on revitalizing the national economy, he suggested abolishing land tax and agricultural product tax, and implementing similar measures.
Conversely, progressive income taxes, which are closely linked to the interests of the poorest people, prompt him...
①A fishing port in French Guiana. They are giving full play to their economic initiative. Success in this little book.
Inspired by this, he wrote a paper on the education of boys and girls aged five to ten, and thereafter devoted himself to it.
In agricultural experiments, the aim was to transfer bull sperm onto various grasses to cultivate a hybrid plant-animal cultivar that could yield milk.
The experiment was initially successful; he even produced a piece of grass cheese.
The Lyon Academy of Sciences believes that this cheese, "though somewhat bitter, has a goat-like flavor," but because it was sprayed with...
The cost of producing 100 liters of bull semen from the fields was enormous, so he had to stop the experiment. However, regardless, for farmers...
The exploration of agricultural biology questions not only sparked his interest in clods of soil in farmland, but also his interest in soil.
An interest in the relationship between soil and the biosphere.
No sooner had he finished his practical work on the breast flower than he, with the enthusiasm of a researcher, threw himself into writing the keynote address.
Here comes an important article about the relationship between soil and vitality. His argument is that life can only exist if it maintains contact with the soil.
Development requires a certain distance because the soil itself frequently releases a putrid gas, a so-called "deadly gas."
The body, it paralyzes vitality and will eventually bring it to a standstill. Therefore, he believed that all living things he observed strive to grow...
They grow away from the soil, from the soil itself, rather than growing from the past; therefore, the most valuable part of their growth...
Division always points towards the sky, like the ears of grain that grow from crops, the blossoms of flowers, and the heads that grow from people; therefore, when
As they age and bend towards the soil, they inevitably come under the influence of deadly gases; and they themselves undergo decay...
The process of transformation, and even after death, ultimately transforms into a deadly climate.
When the Marquis de la Tayard-Espinas heard that a cave had been discovered in Pierfolk—that is, a cave with four sides intact—
The soil was entirely composed of rotten components—a fact that delighted the man who had lived there for seven years. He immediately ordered Gray to be removed from the soil.
Noyer took him to his laboratory for a thorough examination. He felt his theory had been most clearly proven.
In reality, the deadly gas had severely damaged Grenouille; his twenty-five-year-old body was already showing clear signs of aging.
Human-like decay. Only in this case—as Tayard-Espinas puts it—namely, Grenouille.
He continued to eat plants removed from the soil during his imprisonment, possibly bread and fruit, which prevented his death. He believed...
Therefore, only by using his designed Vitality Air Exchange equipment to completely expel the harmful gases can the situation be restored.
Regarding his past health condition. He has such a device in the storeroom of the royal palace in Montpellier①, he said, if
It was Grenouille's agreement to make himself a subject of scientific verification that allowed him to not only escape the despair of soil gases.
He was rescued from the pollution, and naturally, he would receive a large sum of money.
Two hours later, they were sitting in the car. Although the road was terrible, they still managed to get there in less than two hours.
In just one hour, he had covered the sixty-four miles to Montpellier; although the Marquis was old, he still...
He insisted on whipping the coachman and horses, and on several occasions when the carriage shaft and springs broke, he personally repaired them. He considered himself fortunate...
The people of Yundi were overjoyed to have discovered this rare individual and were eager to hand him over to the educated public as soon as possible. Meanwhile...
At that time, Grenouille was never allowed to leave the carriage. He was dressed in rags, his entire body wrapped in a rag covered in wet mud and clay.
He had no choice but to sit on a coarse wool blanket. On the road, he subsisted on wild vegetable roots. The Marquis hoped to improve the soil's quality in this way.
The ideal state of pollution should be maintained for a while longer.
Upon arriving in Montpellier, he ordered Grenouille to be immediately taken to the royal palace's basement and sent invitations to the medical staff.
The institute, the botanical society, the agricultural school, the chemical physics society, the Freemason monastery, and at least one other institution in the city.
He attacked all the other members of the academic community. A few days later—the exact day after Grenouille left his solitary life on the mountain…
A week later—Grenouille appeared on a small platform in the L chapel of the Montpellier Department, where four hundred scholars watched. He became...
The most sensational scientific events of the year.
In his report, the Marquis de la Tayard-Espinas called it the correct theory of deadly soil gases.
A living testament to sex. He gradually tore off the rags covering his body, explaining the effects of the putrid gases on Grenouille's body.
The devastating effects on life: here are abscesses and scars caused by gas corrosion, there's a huge, shiny crystal on the chest.
The crystal-clear red tumor, the necrosis of the skin everywhere, and even the obvious deformities caused by gas in the bones.
The feet and hunchback are clearly visible. The spleen, liver, lungs, gallbladder, and other internal organs, as well as the digestive system, have also been severely damaged by the gas.
He said that if the fecal sample, visible to everyone, were analyzed in a bowl placed in front of the people on display, there would be no...
This can be proven by doubt. Therefore, it can be summarized that vitality was weakened by seven years of pollution from "Tayard's deadly gas".
The paralysis had progressed to such an extent that the person on display—moreover, his appearance had become noticeably...
It exhibits striking mole-like characteristics—a living person is not as fortunate as a person who is capable of dying.
However, the speaker added that he would volunteer to perform breathing exercises on this surely dying man and administer fitness training.
He instructed everyone to follow a diet that, within eight days, would produce signs of complete recovery that would be immediately apparent to all. He demanded that everyone present...
I witnessed firsthand the success of this prognostic diagnosis during the week, and this success should undoubtedly be considered a fatal outcome of the soil gas theory.
A valid proof of its correctness.
The speech was a great success. The scholars applauded the speaker enthusiastically, and then from where Grenouille had stood...
A procession filed past the small lectern. Grenouille's clothes were tattered, his body bore old scars, and he was physically deformed—these were the things that...
His appearance was so horrifying that everyone thought he was half-rotten and beyond saving.
He took the medication, even though he felt perfectly healthy and full of energy. Some gentlemen performed a percussion examination on him like doctors.
They measured his body, examined his mouth and eyes. Several people spoke to him, inquiring about his life in the cave.
He inquired about his current health. However, strictly adhering to the Marquis's prior instructions, he responded only in a low, guttural voice.