|An ancient Asian fairy tale tells of a giant panda bear that spreads mischief and chaos. Everywhere he appears, he stamps the big Con-Tent farms into the ground. However, he leaves the small farmers and shopkeepers alone. If the dust has settled after one of the attacks, the word Qua-Li-Taet is written on the floor in blood-red characters. People think of it as a myth, like the moon dragon or the unicorn. Few know betterâ€¦.|
Seo Jones looked out the window of his office. He had wandered six weeks after his last adventure on the high seas. During the odyssey, he had fished Friday out of the water. A clever guy who was abandoned by black hat pirates on a rickety raft. Despite his language skills, the linkologist had never understood the real name of the young man. So he christened it after the weekday, but then found that Friday sounded better somehow.
The two were now at the desk. Seo first opened the overflowing press box, then his slowly collapsing web news. Both are brimming with nothingness. He leafed through the lousy online articles bored. He always noticed the term panda. A problem bear is said to have turned an entire industry upside down within a few days. The professor wanted to know more and called up over the weakening Tec-Channel news videos of the past weeks. "Madness, the cattle showed up here and now we\'re back down there," shouted a man into the reporter\'s microphone. Others spoke of a large bear with a black head and strange characters on the walls. "It reminds me of a fairy tale that wise men in a mountain village told me," said Seo Jones to Friday.
The two went to the library. They found what they were looking for in the Department of Technology - The Call recorder ·. On Friday, Seo Jones read the fairy tale about the panda bear. "Flix again, that sounds like the bear from the news," said Friday. "That means darn it," Seo Jones corrected, but agreed. After the two of them had searched the university\'s archive for two hours, the linkologist grabbed his cell phone and dialed a number. "Cosmiq, what do you know about the fairy tale about the panda?" The question was addressed to an old Chinese man who occasionally deals with links that are not very clean. There was an icy silence on the other end of the line. "Come on, or do I have to blow your junk off your ears first," Jones said. "Ok, but I really can\'t tell you anymore: the big go",
"The big go, the big go," repeated Seo Jones, and started looking. The yield was poor. Just a reference to ten knights guarding a ghost. They can be recognized by a tattoo on the back of the hand that should look like a G. It\'s just a shame that the information is 900 years old. "We have to get a picture of America and ourselves there," said the linkologist and grabbed Friday. "You don\'t have to." That was Anna Lytics. "Look at the news." The men ran to the next PC monitor. "Indeed, now the bear is here too." Friday shuddered at the thought. Seo Jones, on the other hand, seized the thirst for adventure.
The professor stuck a few of his links in the bulging shoulder bag, put on his hat and drove Friday to the town where the problem bear report came from. They noticed the chaos already on the highway. The people fled. The streets were completely congested. Nobody wanted to go to the city - apart from the two men. They parked in the easily run down Eurip house. From there they made their way to the shop line in the online street, the paradise for cheap people. "123 people in front of a shop," Friday said. They asked one of the men what the crowd was up to and they only heard Cat Suite101. "This suit protects you from the bear. They\'re afraid of cats, they say. â€ťSeo Jones and Friday looked at each other. Her answer was rather short: â€śCiao ciao. "" Did you see the tearful stingy collar back there and the strange Yopi. They all have one on their waffle, â€ťlaughed Friday. "Firstly, that means yuppie and secondly, people change in extreme situations." The linkology expert wanted to go on, when he saw her. Three figures standing in front of the parking garage.
Seo Jones recognized the G-shaped tattoos from afar. "Good afternoon, Mr. Jones. We have to talk to you, alone. â€ťThat sounded more like a request. Friday understood. "I\'ll be in the chip shop over there. Maybe they have a cold hotfrog. "Seo watched him go, then it blurted out:" Why did you release the bear? "The knights stayed calm and said:" We only follow the prophecy. Since the beginning of time, we have been the keepers of the spirit of order. We once locked him in a golden container and have been guarding it ever since. When the call of the green bird darkened the moon, the cage opened and the panda\'s spirit escaped. Now we have to lure him back into the jar. But our Helpster is weak. That\'s why we need you, a man who knows the power of links.
The prophecy should be fulfilled in a field outside the city. The Knights of the Go placed the vessel in a circular hole in the earth. The professor\'s task was to create an old page rank pattern using the most powerful links in his collection. When the moon illuminated the eerie scene, the air began to vibrate. The knights stood still, while Seo and Friday searched all directions. A cool breeze made her shiver. There he stood, the spirit of the panda. "What was will not be anymore. What is becomes dust. â€ťWith these sentences the figure dissolved and disappeared into the vessel. The last word Seo Jones heard: "Qua-Li-Taet."
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