Hey everyone, welcome back to Counter Side. So today we have an update for January 26th. So again, this update is dropping from 7 to 10 in the morning GMT plus 7. So let's take a look at the details of this update. So compensation will be 400 quarts, 1000 Eternium updates, new content, operation, new event, episode, bottom to shade, event, emissions and shop unlock. Then we have event, new year, good luck, pouch, event, missions and shop unlock. So this coincides with the incoming Lunar New Year that we're going to be having in February 1. New ship Lucky Dragon released so can be obtained from Lunar New Year event, attendance, good luck, punch in as well from January 26th to this is I think going to be February 9, skin, Lunar New Year, skin released, Shaolin and Geyon. The one that I'm looking forward for this one is going to be Shaolin. Definitely I already have a skin for Geyon so look for that skin for Shaolin. But for those of you who want Geyon, be my guest guys, I think her skin is also fantastic. Next is skin, permanent skins released, Tanhar, Chifuyu, Arius and Fiona Lohel are going to be permanently and sorry their skins are going to be permanently available in the shop. I don't know what these skins are but they are permanent skins. Next is going to be background, Lunar New Year background, Snowy Guardian and Red Budwa released background, permanent background, Hot Spring released as well. Voice language, Japanese voice is here only for some characters and skins so this will be limited as well. World map Shadow Palas number five unlocked. So we're going to be getting number five for Shadow Palas so this is going to be one of the things that we're going to we are looking forward to again. Operation New Challenge, Chloe's credit search will be back. New recruitment, normal recruitment, Rita are cynical probability up so this one is new so Rita is going to be dropping. Let's try to take a look at her skills in a while after this update. Thirteen is recruit Veronica, Monet, like Horace, Ifrit possibility up. There's another banner besides Rita, Operator Anastasia and Olive Park probability as well. Danger Close, new season starts and shop added loyal season gear going to shop 50% off the loyal season and we have other things as well. Shop added new year skin package, new year special package, new year package, step one two and three. Shop added Eternium special package and life and contract package and the last one is shop added small times 1.5 admin coin package and medium package for admin coin as well. So those are the details of the update coming tomorrow. Okay, so let's take a look at Rita SSR. So she's a supporter and her rating is SS both for PvE and PvP. So I feel that she's a must have for all of us. So let's take a look at her abilities first basic attack. Before that, we're gonna take a look at so counter deployment cost a three and she is an air unit guys. So attack type is all specialties are going to be debuffer, dispeller, executor, heal back and true damage. So basic attack shapes omerta into a sword and throws it in the front flicking AOE damage. So at level five, this is going to be a plus 20%. Omerta passive skill delivers an enhanced basic attack after the special and ultimate skills inflicting 50% or more AOE damage on and around the target. The affected enemies lose 15% of attack for five seconds and this value is doubled for mechs. Again, another angry woman. She's angry at mechs again. So at level two up to four. So it's going to be anti make damage a total of 40%. I'm not sure I'm gonna bring mechs anymore. At level five additional mech damage resistance plus 30% outside of the gauntlet enhanced attack inflicts true damage stuns mechs for two seconds. Definitely I'm not going to bring mechs anymore. Metal disintegration special skill two valid hits for this one and cooldown is 20 seconds shapes omerta into an axe throws it at the front inflicting AOE damage and on and around the target the affected enemies lose 20% of incoming healing for eight seconds and the value is doubled for mechs. Again, another reason why I'm not gonna bring mechs anymore and the cooldown is a total of minus four seconds at level four and at level five instantly finishes one mech with 20% or lower HP within range bosses excluded. So again, I won't bring any mechs. Dark matter, angry omerta inflicts AOE damage on and around the target cancels all non-permanent buffs cast on affected mechs and negates new buffs on them for 45 seconds. So at level two to four that's going to be a plus 25% damage and at level five affected enemies attack speed is at minus 25% for 12 seconds two times in mech. Again, another reason not to bring mech teams at this point I'm gonna be bringing mech teams when she's banned definitely but when she's around definitely not so she's a flying supporter she's gonna be good in dive 40-50 and also in shadow palace four. Okay, so when it is called a mech floor so more or less again she is going to be good all around the only one that she's going to be low is going to be in danger close but the rest is going to be SS across the board majority of it and a bunch of A's story mode raids and guild co-op. So pros and cons massive damage as a supporter I agree on this one one with the best employees to be used in mech heavy PvE stages yes this would really be a big help one of few counters to evolve one at this point again the what they call the machine collector is actually doing it a good job already once you put her out definitely mech teams are going to cry a lot after she comes out and a flying employee so so far safer in the air and doesn't get killed as often so not much of a con for Rita pretty meh and raids while her damage is great there are better three cost damage dealers also bring something more so more or less I look at her kit as you know having a lot of upside not no not so much of a downside so for those of you who want to summon for her please do if you have the extra currency for you um uh recruit me contracts to someone for her please do because again she's going to be a badass guys and she's going to be used in a lot of content in counterside so definitely tomorrow I'm gonna cry because I don't have enough currency but definitely I'll try to summon for her and probably get some more okay guys so thank you very much for staying this far so hopefully you could help me by subscribing to my channel and also guys take care stay safe this is the warden and I'm out of here


This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to find out how you can volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. That's L-I-B-R-I-V-O-X-dot-org. Around the World in 80 Days By Jules Verne Chapter 32 In which Philly's Fog engages in a direct struggle with bad fortune. The China in leaving seemed to have carried off Philly's Fog's last hope. None of the other steamers were able to survive his projects. The prairie of the French Translantic Company, whose admirable steamers are equal to any in speed and comfort, did not leave until the 14th. The Hamburg boats did not go directly to Liverpool or London, but to Harve. And the additional trip from Harve to Sassamptoum would render Philly's Fog's last efforts of no avail. The in-man steamer did not depart till the next day and could not cross the Atlantic in time to save the wager. Mr. Fog learned all this in counseling his bread show, which gave him the daily movements of the transatlantic steamers. His part two was crushed. It overwhelmed him to lose the boat by three-quarters of an hour. It was his fault, for instead of helping his master, he had not ceased putting obstacles in his path. And when he recalled all the incidents of the tour, when he counted up the sums expected in pure loss and on his own account, when he thought that the immense stake added to the heavy charges of this useless journey would completely ruin Mr. Fog. He overwhelmed himself with bitter self-accusations. Mr. Fog, however, did not reproach him and, on leaving the Conard Pier, only said, we will consult about what is best tomorrow. Come. The party crossed the Hudson in the Journey City ferry boat and drove in a carriage to the St. Nicholas Hotel on Broadway. Rooms were engaged, and the night passed briefly to Philly's Fog, who slept profoundly, but very long to Eoda and the others, whose agitation did not permit them to rest. The next day was the 12th of December. From seven in the morning of the 12th to a quarter before nine in the evening of the 21st, there was nine days, 13 hours, and 45 minutes. If Philly's Fog had left in the China one of the fastest steamers on the Atlantic, he would have reached Liverpool and then London within the period agreed upon. Mr. Fog left the hotel alone after giving his part to instructions to await his return and inform Eoda to be ready at an instant's notice. He proceeded to the banks of the Hudson and looked about among the vessels, mourned or acreed in the river, for any that were about to depart. Several had departure signals and were preparing to put to sea at Mourning Tide. For in this immense and admirable port, there is not one day in a hundred that vessels do not set out for every quarter of the globe. But they were mostly selling vessels, of which, of course, Philly's Fog could make no use. He could about to give up all hope when he aspired anchored at the battery a cable's length off at most a trading vessel with a screw well scraped whose funnel putting a cloud of smoke indicated that she was getting ready for departure. Philly's Fog hailed a boat, got into it, and soon found himself on board the Henrietta. Iron hold would build above. He ascended to the deck and asked for the captain who, forced with, presented himself. He was a man of fifty sort of sea wolf with big eyes, a complexion of oxidized copper, red hair and thick neck, and a growling face. The captain asked Mr. Fog, I am the captain, I am Philly's Fog, it's London, and I am Andrew Speedy of Cardoff. You're going to put to sea in an hour. You are bound for boardwax and your cargo. No freight going in ballast. Have you any passengers? No passengers. Never have passengers. Too much in the way. Is your vessel a swift one? Between eleven and twelve knots. The Henrietta will know. Will you carry me and three other persons to Liverpool? To Liverpool? Why not to China? I said Liverpool. No. No? No. I am setting out for Brodix and shall go to Brodix. Money is no object. None. The captain spoke in a tone which did not admit a reply. But the owners of the Henrietta, resumed Philly's Fog, the owners are myself, replied the captain. The vessel belongs to me. I will freight it for you. No. I will buy it off you. No. Philly's Fog did not betray the least disappointment. But the situation was a grave one. It was not at New York, as at Hong Kong, nor with the captain of the Henrietta as willing the captain of the Tinketeer. Up to this time, money had smoothed away every obstacle. Now, money failed. Still, some means must be found to cross the Atlantic on a boat. Unless by a balloon. Which would have been venturesome, besides not being capable of being put in practice. It seemed that Philly's Fog had an idea for he said to the captain, well, will you carry me to Butterducks? No. Not if you paid me $200. I offer you $2,000. A piece? A piece. And there are four of you. Four. Captain Speedy began to scratch his head. There were $8,000 to gain without changing his route, for which it was well worth conquering the repigence he had for all kinds of passengers. Besides, passengers at $2,000 are no longer passengers, but valuable merchandise. I start at nine o'clock, said Captain Speedy simply. You and your party ready? We'll be on board at nine o'clock, replied no less simply Mr. Fog. It was half past eight to disembark from the Henrietta, jump into a hack, hurry to the St. Nicholas, and return with Eoda, his part two, and even the Inspirable Fix, who the work of a brief time and was performed by Mr. Fog which never abandoned him. They were on board when the Henrietta reached to weigh anchor. When part two heard what this last voyage was going to cost, he uttered a prolonged, oh, which extended throughout his vocal gamut. As for Fix, he said to himself that the Bank of England would certainly not come out of this affair well, indemified. When they reached England, even if Mr. Fog did not throw some handfuls of bank bills into the sea, more than 7,000 pounds would have been spent. End of Chapter 32. This has been a TVOO3 production. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information, or to find out how you can volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. That's L-I-B-R-I-V-O-X.org. Around the World in 80 Days by Jules Verne. Chapter 33, in which Philly's Fog shows himself equal to the occasion. An hour after the Henrietta passed the lighthouse, which marks the entrance of the Hudson, turned the point of Sandy Hook, and put to sea during the day he skirted Long Island past Fire Island and directed her course rapidly eastward. At noon the next day, a man mounted the bridge to ascertain the vessel's position. It might be thought that this was Captain Speedy, not the least in the world. It was Philly's Fog, a squire. As for Captain Speedy, he was shut up in his cabin under lock and key and was uttering loud cries, which signified an anger at once partable and excessive. What had happened was very simple. Philly's Fog wished to go to Liverpool, but the captain would not carry him there. Then Philly's Fog had taken passage for Borodex, and during the 30 hours he had been on board, had so shrewdly managed with his banknotes that the sellers and stokers, who were only an occasional crew and were not on the best terms with the captain, went over to him in a body. That's why Philly's Fog was in command instead of Captain Speedy. Why the captain was a prisoner in his cabin, and why in short the Henrietta was directing her course towards Liverpool, it was very clear to see Mr Fog manage the craft that he had been a sailor. How the adventure ended will be seen a none. Eoda was anxious, though she said nothing, as for Pispartu, he thought Mr Fog's maneuver simply glorious. The captain had set between 11 and 12 knots, and the Henrietta confirmed his prediction. If then, for there were ifs, still the sea did not become too boisterous. If the wind did not very round to the east, if no accident happened to the boats of its machinery, the Henrietta might cross the 3,000 miles from New York to Liverpool in the nine days between the 12th and the 21st of December. It is true that once arrived, the affair on board the Henrietta added to that of the Bank of England might create more difficulties for Mr Fog than he imagined or could desire. During the first days, they went along smoothly enough. The sea was not very unproperous. The wind seemed stationary in the northeast. The cells were hoistened, and the Henrietta plowed across the waves like a real transatlantic steamer. His part two was delighted. His master's last exploit, the consequences of which he ignored, enchanted him. Never had the crew seen so jolly and dexterous a fellow. He formed warm friendships with the sailors and amazed them with his acrobatic feats. He thought they managed the vessel like gentlemen, and that the Stokers fired up like heroes. His lequisite, good humor infected everyone. He had forgotten the past. Its vexations and delays. He only thought of the end so nearly accomplished, and sometimes he boiled over with impatience, as if heated by the furnaces of the Henrietta. Often also the worthy fellow revolved around Fix, looking at him with a keen, distrustful eye, but he did not speak to him for their old intimacy no longer existed. Fix, it must be confessed, understood nothing of what was going on. The consequences of the Henrietta, the bribery of the crew, Fogg managed the boat like a skilled seaman, amazed and confused him. He did not know what to think, for after all a man who began by stealing 55,000 pounds might end by stealing a vessel, and Fix was not unnaturally inclined to conclude that the Henrietta, under Fogg's command, was not going to Liverpool at all, but to some part of the world where the robber turned into a pirate would quietly put himself in safety.  As for Captain Speedy, he continued to howl and growl in his cabin, and was part of whose duty it was to carry him his meals, courageous as he was, to the greatest precautions. Mr. Fogg did not seem even to know that there was a captain on board. On the 13th, they passed the edge of the banks of Newfoundland, a dangerous locality during the winter, especially there are frequent Fogg's and heavy gales of wind. Ever since the evening before the barometer suddenly failing had indicated an approaching change in the atmosphere, and during the night the temperature varied, the cold became sharper, and the wind veered to the southeast. This was a misfortune, Mr. Fogg, in order not to deviate from his course, furrowed his cells and increased the force of the steam. But the vessel speed slackened, owing to the state of sea, the long waves of which broke against the stern. She pitched violently, and this retained her progress. The breeze little by little swelled into a tempest, and it was to be feared that the Henrietta might not be able to maintain herself upright on the waves. The two's visage darkened with the skies, and for two days the poor fellow experienced constant fright. But Philius Fogg was a bold mariner and knew now to maintain headway against sea, and he kept on his course without even decreasing his steam. The Henrietta, when she could not rise upon the waves, crossed them, swamping her deck, but passed safely, sometimes the screw rose out of the water, beating its protruding end when a mountain of water raised the stern above the waves, but the craft always kept a straight ahead. The wind, however, did not grow as boisterous as might have been feared. It was not one of these tempests which burst and rushed into with a speed of ninety miles an hour. It contained fresh, but unhappily. It remained obstinately in the southeast, rendering the sales useless. The sixteenth of December was the seventy-fifth day since Philius Fogg's departure from London, and the Henrietta had not yet been seriously delayed. Half of the voyage was almost accomplished, and the worst, all qualities, had been passed. In summer, success would have been well my certain. In winter, they were at the mercy of the bad season. Pespartu said nothing, but he cherished hope in secret, and comforted himself with the reflection that if the wind felled them, they might still count on the steam. On this day, the engineer came on the deck, went up to Mr. Fogg, and began to speak earnestly with him, without knowing why it was a presentment. Perhaps Pespartu became vaguely uneasy. He would have given one of his ears to hear with the other what the engineer was saying. He finally managed to catch a few words, and was sure he heard his masters say, You're certain of what you tell me? Certainly, sir, replied the engineer. You must remember that since we started, we have kept up hot fires in all our furnaces, and though we had coal enough to go on short steam from New York to Barradex, we haven't enough to go all steam from New York to Liverpool. I will consider, replied Mr. Fogg. Pespartu understood it all. He was seized with the mortal anxiety, the coal was given out. Ah, if my master could get over that, wondered he, he'll be a famous man. He could not help imparting to Fogg what he had overheard. Then you believe that we really are going to Liverpool? Of course! Us! replied the detective, shrugging his shoulders and turning on his heel. Pespartu was on the point of vigorously resenting the epithent, the reason of which he could not for the life of him comprehend, that he reflected that the unfortunate Fogg's was probably very much disappointed and humiliated in his self-esteem after having so awkwardly followed a false scent around the world and refrained. And now, the course would fully Fogg adopt. It was difficult to imagine. Nevertheless, he seemed to have decided upon one. For that evening, he sent for the engineer and said to him, feed all the fires until the coal is exhausted. A few moments after, the funnel of the Henrietta vomited forth torrents of smoke. The vessel continued to proceed with all steam on. The eighteenth, the engineer, as he had predicted, announced that the coal would give out in the course of the day. Do not let the fires go down, replied Mr. Fogg. Keep them up to the last. Let the vows be filled. Toward noon, Philius Fogg having asserted their position called Pespartu and ordered him to go for Captain Speedy. It was as if the honest fellow had been commanded to unchain a tiger. He went to the poop, saying to himself, he will be like a madman. In a few moments, with the cries and oaths, a bomb appeared on the poop deck. The bomb was Captain Speedy. It was clear that he was on the point of bursting. Where are we? Were the first words his anger permitted him to utter. Had the poor man been in a politic, he could never have recovered from his proxies of wrath. Where are we? He repeated, with purple face, seven hundred and seventy miles from Liverpool, replied Mr. Fogg, with imputable calmness. Pirate! cried Captain Speedy. I have sent for you, sir. Pick a rune! Sir, continued Mr. Fogg, to ask you to sell me your vessel. No! By all the devils, no! But I shall be obliged to burn her. Burn the Henrietta? Yes. At last the upper part of her, the coal has given out. Burn my vessel! cried Captain Speedy. Who could scarcely pronounce the words? A vessel worth fifty thousand dollars! Here are sixty thousand! replied Mr. Fogg, handing the captain a roll of bank bills. This had prodigious effect on Andrew Speedy. An American could scarcely remain unmoved at the sight of a sixty thousand dollars. The captain forgot in an instant his anger, his impressionable and all his grudges against his passenger. The Henrietta was twenty years old. It was a great bargain. The bomb would not go off after all. Mr. Fogg had taken away the match. And I shall still have the iron hole, said the captain, in a softer tone. The iron hole and the engine. Is it agreed? Agreed. And Andrew Speedy, seizing the banknotes, counted them, and cosineed them to his pocket. During the colloquy, Spartu was as white as a sheep. And Fogg seemed on the point of having an epileptic fit. Nearly twenty thousand pounds had been expended. And Fogg left the whole engine to the captain, that is, near the whole value of the craft. It was true, however, that fifty-five thousand pounds had been stolen from the bank. When Andrew Speedy had pocketed the money, Mr. Fogg said to him, Don't let this astonish you, sir. You must know that I shall lose twenty thousand pounds unless I arrive in London before nine, on the evening of the twenty-first of December. I miss the steamer at New York, and as you refuse to take me to Liverpool, and I did well, cried Andrew Speedy, for I have gained at less forty thousand dollars by it. He added more speedily. Do you know one more thing, Captain Fogg? Captain Fogg, you've got something of the Yankee about you. And having paid his passenger what he considered a high compliment, he was going away when Mr. Fogg said, The vessel now belongs to me, certainly from the nail to the truck of the masts, all the wood, that is. Very well. Have you the interior seats bunked and frames pulled down, and burned them? It was necessary to have dry wood to keep the steam up. To the adequate pressure, and on the day the poop cabins, bunks, and spare decks were sacrificed. On the next day, the nineteenth of December, the masts, rafts, and spears were burned. The crew worked lustily, keeping up the fires, because part two hewed, cut and sued away with all his might. There was a perfect rage for demolition. The railings, fittings, the greater part of the deck, and the top sides disappeared on the twentieth, and the Henrietta was now only a flat hook. But on this day, they sighted the Irish coast in fastened light. By ten in the evening, they were passing Queenstown. Philly's Fog had only twenty-four hours more in which to get to London. The length of the time was necessary to reach Fliverpool, with all steams on, and the steam was about to give out altogether. Sir, said Captain Speedy, who is now deeply interested in Mr. Fog's project, I really comment straight you. Everything is against you. We are only opposite Queenstown. Ah, said Mr. Fog. Is that place where we see the light Queenstown? Yes. Can we enter the harbour? Not under three hours, only at high tide. Stay, replied Mr. Fog calmly, without betraying in his features that by a supreme inspiration he was about to attempt one more to conquer ill fortune. Queenstown is the Irish port at which the trans-Atlantic steamer stopped to put off the males. These males are carried to Dublin by express trains always held in readiness to start from Dublin. They are sent on to Liverpool by the most rapid boats and thus gain twelve hours on the Atlantic steamers. Philly's Fog counted on gaining twelve hours in the same way. Instead of arriving at Liverpool the next evening by the Henrietta he would be there by noon and would therefore have time to reach London before a quarter before nine in the evening. The Henrietta entered the Queenstown harbour at one o'clock in the morning. If then being high tide and Philly's Fog after being grasped hurriedly by the Hand by Captain Speedy left that gentleman on the levelled hulk of the craft which was still worth half what he had sold it for. The party went on shore at once. Fix was greatly tempted to arrest Mr. Fog on the spot, but he did not. Why? What struggle was going on within him? He had changed his mind about his man. Did he understand that he had made a grave mistake? He did not however abandon Mr. Fog. They all got upon the train which was just ready to start at half past one at dawn of day. They were in Dublin and they lost no time in embarking on a steamer which disordained and invariably cut through them. Philly's Fog at last disembarked on the Liverpool Quay. At twenty minutes before twelve, 21st December he was only six hours distant from London. But at this moment Fix came up put his hands upon Mr. Fog's shoulders and showing his warrant said you are really Philly's Fog? I am. I arrest you in the Queen's name. End of Chapter 33 This has been a TBOL3 production. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to find out how you can volunteer please visit LibriVox.org That's L-I-B-R-I V-O-X .org Around the world in 80 days by Jules Verne Chapter 34 in which Philly's Fog at last reaches London. Philly's Fog was in prison. He had been shot up in the Custom House and he was to be transferred to London the next day. Because part two he saw his master arrested would have fallen upon fix had he not been held back by some policemen. Eoda was thunderstruck at the suddenness of an event which she could not understand. Because part two explained to her how it was that the honest and courageous Fog was arrested as a robber. The young woman's heart revolted against so heinous a charge and was she saw that she could attempt to do nothing to save her protector she wept bitterly. As for Fix he had arrested Mr. Fog because it was his duty whether Mr. Fog were guilty or not. Though thought then struck part two that he was a cause of this new misfortune had he not concealed Fix's errand from his master when Fix revealed his true character and purpose. Why had he not told Mr. Fog if the latter had been warned he would no doubt have given Fix proof of his innocence and satisfied him of his mistake at least Fix would not have continued his journey at the expense and on the hills of his master only to rest him the moment he set foot on English soil. His part two went till he was blind and felt like a blowing his brains out. Eoda and he had remained despite the cold under the portico of the custom house neither wished to leave the place. Both were anxious to see Mr. Fog again. The gentleman was really ruined and that at the moment when he was about to attain his end. This arrest was fatal having arrived at Liverpool at 20 minutes before 12 on the 21st of December he had till a quarter before 9 that evening to reach the reform club that is 9 hours and a quarter. The journey from Liverpool to London was 6 hours. If anyone at this moment had entered the custom house he would have found Mr. Fog seated motionless calm and without apparent anger upon a wooden bench. He was not it is true resigned but this last blow fell to force him an outward betrayal of any emotion. Was he being devoured by one of those secret rages all the more terrible because contained and which only birthed forth with an irresistible force at the last moment there he sat calmly waiting for what did he still cherish hope did he still believe now that the door of the prison was closed upon him that he would succeed however that may have been Mr. Fog carefully put his watch upon the table and observed its advancing hands not a word escaped his lips but his look was singularly set and stern. The situation in any event was a terrible one and might be thus stated Philly's Fog was honest he was ruined if he was a nave he was caught did escape occur to him did he examine to see if there were any particular outwit for his prison did he think of escaping from it possibly for once he walked slowly around the room but the door was locked and the window heavily barred with iron rods he sat down again and drew his journal from his pocket on the line where these words were written 21st December Saturday Liverpool he added 80th day 11.40 am and waited the custom house clock struck one Mr. Fog observed that his watch was two hours two hours admitting that he was at this moment taking an express train he could reach London under a form club by a quarter before 9pm his forehead slightly wrinkled at 33 minutes past 2 he heard a singular noise outside then a hasty opening of doors this part 2's voice was audible and immediately after that a fix Phyllis Fog's eyes brightened for an instant the door swung open and he saw his part 2 Eoda and Fix who hurried towards him Fix was out of breath and his hair was in disorder he could not speak he stammered forgive me most unfortunate resemblance Robert arrested three days ago you are free Phyllis Fog was free he walked to the detective looked him steadily in the face and with the only rapid motion he had ever made in his life or which he ever would make drew back his arm and with the precision of a machine knocked Fist down well hit cried his part 2 probably that is what you might call a good application of English Fists Fix who found himself on the floor did not utter a word he had only received his dessert Mr. Fog Eoda and his part 2 left the custom house without delay got into a cab and in a few moments descended at the station Phyllis Fog asked if there was an express train about to leave for London it was 45 minutes past 2 the express train had left 35 minutes before Phyllis Fog then ordered a special train there were several rapid locomotives on hand but the railway arrangements did not permit the special train to leave until 3 o'clock at that hour Phyllis Fog having stimulated the engineer by the offer of a generous reward at last set out towards London with Eoda and his faithful servant it was necessary to make the journey in 5 hours and a half and this would have been easy on a clear road throughout but there were forced delays and when Mr. Fog stepped from the train at the turnuous all the clocks in London were striking 10 minutes before 9 having made the tour of the world he was behind hand 5 minutes he had lost the wager and of Chapter 34 this has been a TBLL3 production this is a LibriVox recording all LibriVox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit LibriVox.org that's L-I-B-R-I-V-O-X .org around the world in 80 days by Jules Verne Chapter 35 in which Philly's Fog does not have to repeat his orders to Pespartou the dwellers in survival row would have been surprised the next day if they had been told that Philly's Fog had returned home his doors and windows closed no appearance of change was visible after leaving the station Mr. Fog gave Pespartou instructions to purchase some provisions and quality went to his domicile he or his misfortune with his habitual tranquility ruined and by the blundering of the detective after having steadily traversed the long journey overcome 100 obstacles braved many dangers and still found time to do some good on his way to fell near the goal by a sudden event which he could not have foreseen and against which he was unarmed it was terrible but a few pounds or left of the large sum he had carried with him there only remained of his fortune the 20,000 pounds deposited at Bering's and this amount he owed to his friends of the reform club so great had been the expense of his tour that even had he won not have enriched him and it is probable that he had not sought to enrich himself being a man who rather laid wages for honors sake than for the steak proposed but this wager totally ruined him Mr. Fogg's course however was fully decided upon he knew what remained for him to do a room in the house in survival row was set apart for Eoda who was overwhelmed with grief at her protectors misfortune from the words which Mr. Fogg dropped she saw that he was meditating some serious project knowing that Englishmen governed by a fixed idea sometimes resort to the desperate expedient of suicide this part 2 kept a narrow watch upon his master though he carefully concealed the appearance of so doing first of all the worthy fellow had gone up to his room and had extinguished the gas burner which had been burning for 80 days he had found in the letterbox a bill from the gas company and he thought it more than time to put a stop to this expense which he had been doomed to bear the night passed Mr. Fogg to bed but did he sleep Eoda did not once close her eyes but part 2 watched all night like a faithful dog at his master's door Mr. Fogg called him in the morning and told him to get Eoda's breakfast and a cup of tea and a chop for himself he desired Eoda's to excuse him from breakfast and dinner as his time would be absorbed all day in putting his affairs to rights in the evening he would ask the permission to have a few moments conversation with the young lady as part 2, having received his own orders had nothing to do but obey them he looked at his impervitable master and could scarcely bring his mind to leave him his heart was full and his conscience tortured by remorse for he accused himself more bitterly than ever of being the cause of the retrievable disaster yes if he had warned Mr. Fogg and had betrayed fix his projects to him his master would certainly not have given the detective passage to Lyrupole and then part 2 could hold in no longer my master Mr. Fogg cried he why do you not curse me it was my fault that I blame no one returned Mr. Fogg with perfect calmness go but part 2 left the room and went to find Eoda to whom he delivered his master's message madame he added I can do nothing myself nothing I have no influence over my master but you perhaps Mr. Fogg is influenced by no one has he ever understood that my gratitude to him is overflowing has he ever read my heart my friend he must not be left alone an instant you say he is going to speak with me this evening yes madame properly to arrange for your protection and comfort in England we shall see becoming suddenly pensive throughout the day Sunday the house in Savile Row was as if uninhabitable at Philly's Fogg for the first time since he had lived in that house did not set out for his club when Westimer clock struck half past 11 why should he present himself at the reform his friends no longer expected him there as Philly's Fogg had not appeared in the saloon on the evening before Saturday the 21st of December at a quarter before nine he had lost his wager it was not even necessary that he should go to his bankers for the 20,000 pounds for his antagonists already had his check in their hands and they had only to fill it out and send it to the bearings to have the amount transferred to their credit Mr. Fogg therefore had no reason for going out and so he remained at home he shot himself up in his room and busied himself putting his affairs in order to continually ascended and descended the stairs the hours were long for him he listened at his master's door and looked through the keyhole as if he had a perfect right to do so and as if he feared that something terrible might happen at any moment sometimes he thought of Ficks but no longer in anger Ficks like all the world had been mistaken in Philly's Fogg and had only done his duty in tracking and arresting him while he was part two this thought haunted him and he never ceased cursing his miserable folly finding himself too wretched to remain alone he knocked at Eoda's door went into her room seated himself without speaking in a corner and looked ruefully at the young woman Eoda was still pensive about half past seven in the evening Mr. Fogg sent to know if Eoda would receive him and in a few moments he found himself alone with her Philly's Fogg took a chair and sat down near the fireplace opposite Eoda new emotion was visible on his face Fogg returned was exactly the Fogg who had gone away there was the same calm the same impossibility he sat several minutes without speaking then bending his eyes on Eoda said he will you pardon me for bringing you to England I Mr. Fogg replied Eoda checking the pulsation of her heart please let me finish or towards Mr. Fogg when I decided to bring you far away from the country which was so unsafe for you I was rich and I counted on putting a portion of my fortune at your disposal then your existence would have been free and happy but now I am ruined I know it Mr. Fogg replied Eoda and I ask you in my turn will you forgive me for having followed you and who knows for having perhaps delayed you and thus contributed to your ruin Madame you could not remain in India and your safety could only be assured by bringing you to such a distance that your persecutors could not take you so Mr. Fogg resumed Eoda with rescuing me from a terrible death you thought yourself bound to secure my comfort in a foreign land yes Madame the circumstances have been against me still I begged place the little I have left at your service but what will become of you Mr. Fogg that's for me Madame replied the gentleman coldly I have need of nothing but how do you look upon the fate which awaits you I am in the habit of doing at least what should not overtake a man like you your friends I have no friends Madame your relatives I have no longer any relatives I pay to you then Mr. Fogg for solitude is a sad thing which no heart to which to confide your grief they say perhaps that misery itself shared by two sympathetic souls born with patience they say so Madame Mr. Fogg's Eoda rising and seizing his hand do you wish at once a kinsman and friend will you have me for your wife Mr. Fogg at this rose in turn there was an unwanted light in his eyes and slight trembling of his lips Eoda looked into his face the sincerity rectitude firmness and sweetness of this soft glance of a noble woman who could dare all to save him to whom she owed all at first astonished then penetrated him he shot his eyes for an instant as if to avoid her look when he opened them again I love you he said simply yes but all that is holiest and I am entirely yours ah, cried Eoda pressing his hand to her heart who's part two was summoned and appeared immediately Mr. Fogg still held Eoda's hand in his own who's part two understood and his big round face became as radiant as the tropical sun at its zenith Mr. Fogg asked him was not too late to notify the Reverend Samuel Wilson of Mary Laban Parish that evening because part two smiled his most genuine smile and said never too late it was five minutes past eight will it be for tomorrow Monday? for tomorrow Monday said Mr. Fogg turning to Eoda yes for tomorrow Monday she replied because part two hurried off as fast as his legs could carry him end of Chapter 35 this has been a TBO03 production this is a LibriVox recording all LibriVox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit LibriVox.org that's L-I-B-R-I-V-O-X .org The World in Eighty Days by Jules Verne Chapter 36 in which Philly's Fogg's name is once more at a premium on change it is time to relate what a change took place in English public opinion when it transpired that the real bank robber a certain James Strand had been arrested on the 17th day of December at Eden Brock three days before Philly's Fogg had been a criminal who was being desperately followed up by the police now he was an honorable gentleman mathematically pursuing his eccentric journey around the world the papers resumed their discussion about the wager all those who had played bets for or against him revived their interest as if by magic the Philly's Fogg bonds again became noticeable and many new wagers were made Philly's Fogg's name was once more at a premium on change his five friends of the reform passed these three days in a state of feverish suspense would Philly's Fogg whom they had forgotten reappear before their eyes where was he at this moment the 17th of December the day of James Strand's arrest was the 76th since Philly's Fogg's departure and no news of him had been received was he dead had he abandoned the effort or was he continuing his journey along the route agreed upon and would he appear on Saturday the 21st of December at a quarter before nine in the evening on the threshold of the reform club saloon the anxiety in which for three days London society existed can be described telegrams were sent to America and Asia for news of Philly's Fogg messengers were dispatched to the house in a vile row morning and evening no news the police were ignorant what had become of the detective Fix who had so unfortunately followed up a false sense increased nevertheless in a number and value Philly's Fogg like a racehorse was drawing near his last turning point the bonds were quoted no longer at a hundred below par but at twenty at ten and at five the paralytic old Lord a barrel bet even in his favor a great crowd was collected in Palmao and the neighboring streets on Saturday evening it seemed like a multitude of brokers permanently established around their form club circulation was impended and everywhere disputes discussions and financial transactions were going on the police had great difficulty in keeping back the crowd and as the hour when Philly's Fogg was due approached the excitement rose to its highest pitch the five antagonists of Philly's Fogg had met in the great saloon of the club John Sullivan and Samuel Fallington the bankers Andrew Stock the engineer the director of the bark of England and Thomas Flanjan the brewer on and all waited anxiously when the clock indicated twenty minutes past eight Andrew Stock got up saying gentlemen in twenty minutes the time agreed upon between Mr. Fogg and ourselves will have expired what time did the last train to Liverpool ask Thomas Flanjan at twenty three minutes past seven replied Ralf and the next does not arrive till ten minutes after twelve well gentlemen resumed Andrew Stock if Philly's Fogg had come in the seven twenty three train he would have got here by this time we can therefore regard the bet as one wait don't let us be too hasty replied Samuel Fallington you know that Mr. Fogg is very eccentric his punctuality is well known he never arrives too soon or too late and I should not be surprised if he appears before us at the last minute why said Andrew Stock nervously if I should see him I should not believe it was he the fact is resumed Thomas Mr. Fogg's project was absurdly foolish whatever he punctually he could not prevent the delays which were certain to occur and a delay of only two or three days would be fatal to his tour observe too added John Sullivan that we have received no intelligence from him though there are telegraphic lines all along his route he has lost gentlemen said Andrew Stock he has a hundred times lost you know besides that the China the only steamer he could have taken for New York got here in time arrived yesterday I have seen a list of the passengers and the name of Philly's Fogg is not among them even if we admit that fortune has favored him he can scarcely have reached America I think he will be at least twenty days behind and that Lord I'll barely will lose a cool five thousand it is clear replied Gauthier Ralph and we have nothing to do but present Mr. Fogg's check at Bering's tomorrow at this moment the hands of the club clock pointed at twenty minutes five minutes more said Andrew Stock five gentlemen looked at each other their anxiety was becoming intense but not wishing to portray it they readily assented to Mr. volunteers proposal of a rubber I wouldn't give up my four thousand of the bet said Andrew Stock as he took his seat for three thousand nine hundred and ninety nine the clock indicated eighteen minutes to nine the players took up their cards but could not keep their eyes off the clock certainly however secure they felt minutes had never seemed so long to them seventeen minutes to nine said Thomas Flagin as he cut the cards which Ralph handed to him then there was a moment of silence the great saloon was perfectly quiet but the murmurs of the crowd outside were heard with now and then a real cry the pendulum beat the seconds with each player eagerly counting as he listened with mathematical regularity sixteen minutes to nine said John Sullivan in a voice which betrayed his emotion one minute more and the wager would be one Andrew Stock and his partner handed their game they left their cards and counted the second at the fortieth second nothing at the fiftieth still nothing at the fifty fifth a loud cry was heard in the street followed by applause hurrahs and some fierce growls the players rose from their seats at the fifty seventh second the door of the saloon opened and the pendulum had not beat the sixtieth second followed by an excited crowd who had forced their way through the club doors and in his calm voice said here I am gentlemen end of chapter thirty six this has been a tbol three production this is a LibriVox recording all LibriVox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit LibriVox.org that's LibriVox.org around the world in eighty days by Jules Verne chapter thirty seven in which it is shown that Philly's fog gained nothing by his tour round the world unless it was happiness yes Philly's fog in person the reader will remember that at five minutes past eight in the evening about five and twenty hours after the arrival of the travelers in London Phispartu had been sent by his master to engage the services of the Reverend Samuel Wilson in a certain marriage ceremony which was to take place the next day Phispartu went on an errand enchanted he soon reached the clergyman's house but found him not at home Phispartu waited a good twenty minutes and when he left the Reverend Gentleman it was thirty five minutes past eight but in what state he was with his hair in disorder but without his hat he ran along the street as never man was seen to run before overturning passersby on the sidewalk like a water spout in three minutes he was in survival row again and staggered back into Mr. Fogg's room he could not speak what is the matter asked Mr. Fogg my master asked Phispartu marriage impossible impossible for tomorrow why so because tomorrow is Sunday Monday replied Mr. Fogg Saturday impossible yes yes yes yes cried Phispartu you have made a mistake of one day we arrived twenty four hours ahead of time but there are only ten minutes left Phispartu had seized his master by the collar and was dragging him along with irresistible force Philly's Fogg thus kidnapped without having time to think left his house jumped into a cab promised a hundred pounds to the cabin and having run over two dogs and overturned five carriages reached the reform club the clock indicated a quarter before nine when he appeared in the great saloon Philly's Fogg had accomplished the journey round the world in eighty days Philly's Fogg had won his wager of twenty thousand pounds he was it that a man so exact and fastidious could have made thus error of a day how came he to think that he had arrived in London on Saturday the twenty first day of September when it was really Friday the twentieth the seventy ninth day only from his departure the cause of the error is simple Philly's Fogg had without expecting it gained one day on his journey and this merely because he had traveled constantly eastward he would on the contrary have lost a day had he gone the opposite direction that is westward in journeying eastward he had gone towards the sun and the days therefore diminished for him as many times four minutes as crossed degrees in the direction there are three hundred and sixty degrees on the circumference of the earth and these three hundred and sixty degrees multiplied by four minutes gives precisely twenty four hours that is the day unconsciously gained in other words while Philly's Fogg going eastward saw the sun pass the meridian eighty times his friends in London only saw it pass the meridian seventy nine times this is why they awaited him at the reform club on Saturday and not Sunday as Mr. Fogg thought and his part two's famous family watch which had always kept London time would have betrayed this fact if it had marked the days as well as the hours and the minutes Philly's Fogg then won the twenty thousand pounds but as he had spent nearly nineteen thousand on the way the funerary gain was small his object was however to be victorious and not to win money he divided the one thousand pounds that remained between his part two and the unfortunate fix against whom he cherished no grudge he deducted however from his part two's share the cost of the gas which had burned in his room for nineteen hundred and twenty hours for the sake of regularity that evening Mr. Fogg as Frankle and Fledgematic as ever said to Eoda is our marriage still agreeable to you Mr. Fogg replied she it is for me to ask that question you were ruined but now you are rich again pardon me madame my fortune belongs to you if you had not suggested our marriage my servant would not have gone to the Reverend Samuel Wilson I should not have been apprised of my error and here Mr. Fogg said the young woman dear Eoda applied Philly's Fogg it need not be said that the marriage took place forty eight hours after and that for his part two glowing and dazzling gave the bride away had he not saved her and was not entitled to this honour the next day as soon as it was like for his part two rapid vigorously at his master's door Mr. Fogg opened it and asked what's the matter for his part two what is it sir that instant found out what that we might have made the tour of the world in only seventy eight days no doubt returned Mr. Fogg by not crossing India but if I had crossed India I should not have saved Eoda she would not have been my wife and Mr. Fogg quietly shut the door Philly's Fogg had won his wager and had made his journey round the world in eighty days to do this he had employed every means of conveyance steamers railways carriages yachts trading vessels and sleds elephants the eccentric gentleman had throughout displayed all his marvellous qualities of coolness and exactitude but went then what had he really gained of all this trouble what had he brought back to his journey nothing say you perhaps so nothing who strange as it may appear made him the happiest of men truly would you not for less than that make the tour round the world end of chapter thirty seven end of a round the world in eighty days by Jules Fern


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The book of Corhellus, Ecclesiastes chapter 3 verse 7 tells us there's a time to speak and a time to remain silent. We live in a world where we're constantly speaking. We speak both with our mouths, we speak with our pens, we speak on our tablets and on our smartphones and on our computers. We're constantly expressing ourselves and speaking. We're not used to silence. We're not used to keeping silent. And yet the book of Corhellus, the wisest person in the world, King Solomon, reminds us, don't forget there's a time to remain silent. We learn in Pirkei Avot, Ethics of the Fathers, chapter 1, mission 17. There are by Shimon Toth that his entire life he grew up among the sages and he said, I never found anything as good for the body as silence. What might this mean? So the Midrashakadol teaches that each human being is given a certain number of words to use during their lifetime. Once we use up these words, that's the end of our life. And so the idea that silence is good for our body, for our physical body, is very clear that the more words we use up, the more quickly we're taking away time from our lives. The Talmud teaches in Trakhaid Hulun, 89A, that the world exists on the merit of those who keep their mouths shut at a time of a quarrel. One of the times that we often get into the most trouble is when we're in a quarrel, we're in a disagreement, we're in a fight, we're arguing. And it's very tempting to say something sharp, to put someone down, to go on the attack. And the Talmud teaches that the world exists on the merit of those people who are wise enough to know that that's often the best time to remain silent. Rabbi Avigdor Miller used to say that this kind of self-control can save your life, it can save your marriage, and it can save your job. Those are words that are definitely worth remembering. Sadly, many people choose their clothing more carefully than they choose their words. We learn as well in Pirkei Avot, Ethics of the Fathers, chapter 3, mission 13, that silence is a protective fence around wisdom. Rabbi Yonah explains in his commentary to Pirkei Avot that for students it's critical to listen carefully and not to get distracted by their own thoughts and their own words of what they're thinking of saying. When we're learning something, it's important to put our focus on the lesson on what we're being imparted. There's always a time for questions, and the Talmud urges us that without questioning we will never learn anything. But we have to remember that the question should come only after we've listened to the lesson and we listened carefully. And not to listen to the teacher or listen to someone who's imparting wisdom and to spend half of our mental energy thinking about what I'm going to say, what kind of clever question can I ask? Questions are important, but we have to first learn how to learn. In the book of Proverbs, chapter 17, verse 28, we're told that even a silent fool is considered wise. Even a silent fool is considered wise.