Micaela’s heart mentioned and looked at Carlos.
-Why don’t most men in Salamonsa live beyond the age of 45? Why can’t any man in Salamonsa leave Salamonsa for more than 3 months? Why do they close the country to the outside world and forbid people to enter Salamonsa, and why can’t people from outside Salamonsa stay here for more than 3 months? What about the life extensions?
Carlos explained to her in a whisper what was suspicious about Salamonsa, and then explained that Salamonsa and Anlandana were originally family, to which Micaela sighed realizing:
-No wonder these two countries so far apart have exactly the same spelling, language and skin color…..
Carlos rubbed his head and his voice softened.
-Nilson and I were talking half a day today about how the men of Salamonsa, in fact, have short lives because there is a “poison” in them…..
Micaela is totally bewildered….
-Girl, you should have heard of it too, “Miaojiang Poison”.
Miaojiang Poison?
Micaela froze for a second, yes she had learned about it in an extension of her geography knowledge when she was studying, it was a minority witchcraft that was said to be practiced in a way that required placing multiple poisons in an enclosed environment and letting them devour each other until the last one to survive was the poison worm!
The poison worm will be fed with its own blood until the poison worm grows, and when needed, the person using the poison will take out the poison worm and put it on the person who wants it. The poison worm is pervasive and quickly invades the person’s body, living in their blood, following the poison master’s orders and playing the role of controlling others. The person who has been subjected to the poison feels nothing at all when he does not disobey the thoughts of the person who has put it in, but when he rebels, he will feel pain….
Micaela shuddered, she used to read these stories as a strange tale, but now, finding out that they were actually real, she felt nervous, especially when she thought that Nilson had mixed a bug in the drink he tricked her with as a child, and that the bug was inside her body. Goosebumps…
But no, Nilson was just a kid then too, he wouldn’t be so horrible at witchcraft, would he?
Carlos knew from the frightened expression in his eyes that he was thinking of “Miaojiang’s Poison”, explaining:
-The versions we saw there in Anlandana about with “poison” are outdated, the “poison” that Salamonsa has now, is not what we know already.
Outdated?
The way the girl looked at him with a puzzled and nervous expression made Carlos’ heart clench and he pecked his red lips and spoke slowly:
-I was in Nilson’s mouth and confirmed my suspicions. Some of those who first came hundreds of years ago did not want to stay here and they were not in the minority, they probably still wanted to return to the current Anlandana group, but the migration chiefs and some of the people wanted to settle here, back then, they were all labor and productive, and missing some had repercussions in all aspects.
Micaela nodded, it is true that the saying “Unity is strength” has existed since the beginning of time….
Carlos continued:
-Among those who wanted to stay were those who could ‘use poison’ and they used it so that those who wanted to leave would not do so, and there were many disturbances and quarrels, we do not know. What is certain is that the ‘poison’ was always there, and, it intensified, and then with the formation of Salamonsa, the passage of time, the development of technology, and certain external factors, made this ‘poison’ completely different….
Micaela’s heart shrank as she unconsciously asked:
-How is it different?
Carlos rubbed her head and said in a deep voice:
-It becomes, it is no longer necessary for a person to manually ‘put poison’, but instead it is automatically programmed into those on this earth, restricting their freedom and making them inseparable from Salamonsa, and most men for generations will not escape the fate of not living beyond the age of 45, not only genetically It is also passed on to those outside Salamonsa who stay here less than three months….
Inheritance, contagion…
Micaela’s heart skipped a beat at hearing just those two key words, and her small hands clutched the shirt he wore on his chest as she asked nervously:
-And you, will you? And our Mike…
He’s a real Salamanca, not her Mike….
Carlos gave her a kiss on the cheek and took her small, slightly trembling hand in one of his.
-Girl, I talked to Nilson today and my parents are also from Salamonsa.
Micaela felt a little overwhelmed by the sudden conversation.
Wait, what did she tell Nilson to do with this…..
-Nilson and I argued a lot about “poison”, which for him is not discussed, and today he vomited a large amount of blood.
Micaela takes a breath of air….
Carlos remembered the scarlet afternoon and Nilson’s formidable perseverance, which also made his mind bend….
-I was in a lot of pain and suffering, Ian was scared to death, even I couldn’t bear to ask any more questions, but Nilson forced himself to endure the pain, spitting blood from a gulp, and still insisted on telling everything he knew and investigated…. After finishing everything, they took him to the hospital, I had dinner with Diego and Nilson at the hospital.
All of Carlos’ hatred for him dissolved as he covered his chest and struggled to tell them everything while vomiting blood….
-At that moment he was also shocked that I was actually also of Salamonsa blood, and it took him a long time to react and tell me that I was just like Moses, because being born outside Salamonsa and raised outside, the automatic generation of “poison” in my body ‘ the conditions were not met, so even if both my parents were from Salamonsa, I did not have “poison” in my body and would not have the genetic conditions.
Carlos was a bit self-absorbed, he remembered the afternoon, the envy evident in Nilson’s eyes when he talked about these things, and the self-loathing….
Micaela let out a sigh of relief at his words, yes, she had known, she had been so nervous that she had forgotten, she had asked her mother and had only been told that as long as Carlos was here no more than three months she would be fine, she couldn’t talk about that “poison” so she had to tell herself this….
It’s great that Mike wasn’t inherited and that Carlos doesn’t have that scary thing, both father and son just need to get out of Salamonsa in time….
No, wait, there she is too!
Micaela looked at the sleeping Mike and instantly trembled with nervousness, she no longer cared about what she had wanted to hide from him, her hands gripped his chest shirt tighter, her eyes reddened and her voice cracked.
-But Carlos, I, I must have that “poison” on me, before I left as a kid, Nilson tricked me into going out and gave me a drink, that’s what I drank to be forced back and I could only stay out of Salamonsa I stayed fifteen years, I… I would have inherited it from Mike….
Micaela is a little incoherent, a thousand calculations, they just want to change the life of the child, but Mike, also flows his blood ah…