প্রথম খণ্ড অধ্যায় আটচল্লিশ বেনামী নিলাম

দuan shi chole gelen, eban qingxuan samne ese, shau moker dike takiye tar ontorer uttejonake damabar chesta korlen.
tobe, kono byaktir chokh ke, kono bhabei thokanor jay na.
shau moker kachhe ekti bisoy poriskar chilo—ebaning chokh thekei tar moner avab bujhe newa jacche.
eta take aro vison vison ascharyito korlo; aro ektu bhalo bhabe mone korar chesta korer por se ektuba nishchit holo je tar sathe erom kono ghnishto shoyonba shongjoker ghotona kono din ghoteni... ar sontan-tontan ba emon kichu—sheto shobottobe tucchho golpo chhara ar kichui noy.
“nomoskar, ami eban qingxuan.”
eban qingxuan tar shaboj hath bariye diye, ektu hashi mukhe bollen.
“nomoskar, ami shau mok.”
shau mok matha hele, eban qingxuani-er sathe hath melale.
“achha, eban-ji, amra ki age kothao dekhechhi?”
“hmm, ekbar dekhechhilam.”
eban qingxuan ektukhani matha hele, ar se karonei...
ey bridhdha dhonibohil mohila sekhuni golf khele fire aschilen, hate ekti golf club niye, ek chhototey bandor dingike ekti hasur gator upor theke khele fele dilen, tarpor oi lohar club diye bandor dingir pythe zorse ekti bari bashiye dilen, karon se ektukhani deri kore paliyechhilo.
tobe dujoner akromoner samne, ye feng kintu ekbaro nareni, tarai tar upor yoto khushi akromon chaliye gelo.
ei duti shobdo dekhate mone hoy jeno ekti nil tim, govir shundore bihoron korche, nishshobdo ebong bishal.
tobuo ye shob karone ami sesh porjontho xu minghuier premer nibedon ghrohon korechhilam, tar mul karon chilo tar shovab.
charjhon nari bichhanay shuye chilen, prorshuber bedonay tar angsho-protangsho jeno nijei chilo na, sharir ebong mukhe thambe thambe thanda gham jhore porchilo, tobe se dharitri-er nirdesh moto kothin kore dat chapiye shob opeksha korechilo, ebong shokti shonchoy kore ekti shobdo porjontho ucharon koreni, jokhon byatha khub beshi hoto, tobe se bichhanar konagulo zorse chapiye dhorto, ebong mukhstho towale kamre dhorto.
ar ei akromoner fole, li san ebong liao ying-er modhye keu karo theke kom chilen na, ya dekhe li shaner mukh kachhe andhakar hoye elo.
ei dhoroner abhostha, man uted er khilari-der monr modhye ekbarer moto mone koriye dichhilo je tara ledz yu-er sathe ‘ros dyarbi’ khelche, yodiou ledz yu akhon tritiyo starer liguete pounchhe geche, tobe dujoner modhye je biroddhata chilo, ta kono din mofat howar noy.
ditio minute, abar engenoger dan dike shomossa par kore pass dewa, torasir dhyan dike baire shabdhane shabdhane shot korle tar kachhakachhi piller gaye lage, tar porer minute man uteder kontinuas pass, gigarser bam dike pass, runir shot baire chole jay, dujon ekti kore score korar sujog hathchhara korechilo.
mone ekti bhoy peye se shonge shonge uthe bose, tobe se dekhte pelo je se ekti kath-er bichhanay shuye achhe.
khabar khujar shomoy, ami abhyashboshotoh phone ber korlam, ebong dekhlam je silent kora phone-er opor zhang minglai 39 ti miss call diyechhe.
ami uttejonay phone niye nilam, se amar mathay hath buliye dilo, tarpor dorja khule bhitore chole gelo, bhitore jawar shomoy ami long-er chotka awaz shunte pelam: “shalar!” mone holo bhitore khub jhogra ba kothakati cholchhe.
“he samrajjer ghumonto prabhu, apnar ki kichu kothar achhe?” raja kichukhon chup thakar por, shei samrajer prabhuke jiggesh korlen ye etodin kono shobdo koreni.
tose mukh feler agei, paser ‘chiya’ ekti awaz holo, baro didir dorja khule gelo.
“tumi ki eta diye keu ke voy dekhachho? shoro jao, ami to tomar kotha shunte chai na.” qiu lingyang tokhono tar kothay kan dilo na, tar upor ghushi ebong lathir chot chalate laglo, se tar shob apoman ebong dukkho ei purushter opor jhare dite chailo.
han yue kichu bolte chailo, an yu jing tokhono chole gechilen, tai se ar kichu bollo na, tar pichhe pichhe chole gelo.
ar garir pichhoner shite bose se tokhono safety belt bandhoni nei, gari ekta thir tiirer moto chole gelo.
tar porer koyekti din, ami yan bininger sathe eka dekha korar kono shujog pelam na, kompani-te se amar samne ekti purono uchodhoner moto thakto, shara din mukhe emon ekti ghrinna bhaab rakhe jeno shobai tar kachhe loy lakh taka rini.
bhabna sesh kore, ami shinghotto bhabe phone tule nilam, bandhu mongoler samne ruan dajier nombor dial korlam.
“ami kothay jachi tar sathe tomar ki shomortho?” se othoth kore tuth chapiye dhore. se yoto beshi rag kore, se toto beshi uttor dite chay na.
ei shob durer shokti gulo, kachhe ese dekhate shohosh koreni, indonesiyar elakay shokriroshobho shoktigulo ekshathe chokhe chokhe takiye chilo, bisesh kore guangnan donglu-er baire rajdhani elakay, tin hazar kilometer bhitorer sagore, uthche dheu, shonir pabar kuasha uthe, ekti ekti khomotashali shokti lobher ishara chhariye dichhe.
samne ei bhruray bhora, sharir dharay durbol hoye pora bridhdho lokti ke dekhe, zhou yuer moner bhab ektukhani udashin hoye gelo, samner ei purushter ar kono tarunyo-er khomotabantota chilo na, tobe tao zhou yu ke khub apnon mone hochhilo.
prothom doshjon-er modhyeo dhukte parbe na? mi dou eta shune moner bhitore thorthor kore khape gelo, voy holo je tar nijer yogyota ki khub shadharon, ye e dong-er shoman rakhte parlo na, eto manuser samne tar shob shomman duliye gelo.
bochor bochor age, tader dujon ke ekti kore prithibi-er modhyo starer atma-pobitrata shonibar dewa hoyechhilo, tarpor bochor bochor kothin sadhonar pore, kachakachi prithibi-er deota utchom starer dike unnito hoyechhilo.
ajker rate, tai lyu zhenren shen yuanxi ebong qingjing zhenrener sathe badha dilo, eta qingfang-er icche kora kaj chilo. tai an zhenren qingning zhenrener kachhe gelo, ekti karon holo poriksha kora ebong qingning ke badha dewa, dwitiyo karon holo qingninger shohajyo niye nijer oporoshthiti shrishti kora, tarpor se ebong tai an zhenrener shorir chara oporrup shokti ekshathe shongjog kore cunwei-er madhye provesh kora shaohang ke age soriye dewa.
sesh nishiddho mantrer porichoy khub shongkhipto, akashe beguni surjodoy hoy, andharkarer rajyo, bishal akash marger jhor bhenge pore, matir phatlo, lava udbodhon ebong norker agun chhariye pore.
blood level shat hazar porjontho pouchhe geche, elite monsterer attack ebong defense oboshyo aro bhalo hobe, mone hoy eto shohje mara jabe na.
thik jokhon formationer shokti kaj korte shuru korlo, tader dujoner samner prithibi bodle gelo, mone holo keu khub dure kothao transfer kore diyechhe.
chu tian hat payer modhye ek dhoroner durbolota anubhav korlo, chandan shikaril baaler upor dhorar shokti chilo na, hath soriye nile pray pore jabar obosthay chilo, valo je shang mo xiao shongjog kore chu tian ke ekta tan diye bachaliye nilo.
“amake tish-ti daite paro, ami koyekti eagle ke power up korbo, yodiou jani na eagle spirit pet gulo 60 leveler white craneer sathe lorte parbe ki na, tobe na thakar theke thaka bhalo, cannon fodder hisebe fire attract korar jonnoo bhalo hobe.” zhang mu bollo.
gu tian yi samne darano yun qifenger dike takiye, chokher drishti laal hoye gelo, galay awaz tule bollo.
broom kholar kajti ektukhani nishshobho kora uchit, yodiou sampratike shob school-e zhang professorer khepa-khepi kajer karon bishal kohlahal shrishti hoyeche, tobe protom borjer chhatrader flying broom ana nishiddho—ei niyom tokhono chilo, du bar bebahe howar theke beche jabar ghotona ghotechhar por harri-er mone holo keu jeno eta na dekhe tai bhalo.
ei spiral meat grinder formationer nam, oboshhyo tang xiao totkhonay mone korechilo, se tokhono kono formation jane na, mone korlo duiti mantra ektro kore akromon korar shokti khub beshi hoy, tai shei bhabe byabohar korlo.
niratash hoye zhu wuneng-er lukanor jayga theke chole gelo, zhu nong kono upaye chara zhu barite fire elo.
kothor kashir shobdo shathe shathe, pathorer tukrogulo khepate laglo, ekti chhora-chhora jama-kapor, sharir bhore rokte bhabe bhora ekta durba chhaya pathorer fak theke koshto kore beriye elo.
yun qifenger dat diye thot chapiye rakhe, ardhek bondho chokher drishti dekhate mone hoye se mukhosh porechhe, kintu asole se hatyar bhab shongroho korchhe.
tokhon shobai bujhte parlo, tader tokhoni ekti super project-er kaj cholchhe, ei manush shongjog ebong byabohar khub kothor bhabe kora uchit, nahole resource noshto hobe.
tobe, hell level tobe hell level-i, monsterer attack power tar asolei kom noy.
tobe, kichukhon por, zhang yuan abar oi jaygay abar samne elo, ebong tokhoni tar hate ekta lal ronger bag chilo, eta thik shei santa claus-er lal bag chilo.