Chapter Eighty-Nine: A Strong Shield and a Sharp Sword

"It's communist re-education, that's the official statement!" Serov felt he had to stress it again.

"And which official is it?" The corners of Rosa's mouth curled slightly, slanted at Serov, and asked noncommittally.

"Contemptible, General Secretary of the Union of Soviet Communist Republics. Chairman of the State Security Council, General Political Commissar of State Security, Interim Acting Commander-in-Chief of the Soviet Union. Serov couldn't help but straighten his waist a lot, stretched out his hand to hold his hair, raised his head slightly, and his expression was full of pride.

"It's just an old pervert!" Rosa gave a light definition, "You would have died a long time ago, or I could save you." ”

"I don't want to listen to this, with the cost at that time, in addition to me, am I willing to find resources all over the world to study you? Do you know how much money I spent? Now I have a deep suspicion that if I had not spent too much at the time, I would not have been infiltrated by the people of the Second International, and as a result, the country would have turned into my least favorite mode of chronic suicide. Serov began to continue the debate for the first time in 60,000 years, and the debate will not be inconclusive this time, and it will continue in the future.

"You lost a socialist alliance, and I returned you a communist alliance, and you are very good for this account. What else do you want? Unmoved, Rosa continued, "Now do you talk to me about how much money you lost?" ”

"Of course not, communist society doesn't talk about profits." Serov was not led into a ditch by this artificial intelligence, he did not dare to say that he was a theoretician, but he was not stupid enough to be defeated by two sentences.

"But this is what you said, this is the initial stage of communism, and the current society will stay in this position for a long time!" Rosa had to open her mouth and remind, "Your own definition, you forgot?" ”

"The concept of communism will of course be supplemented with the development of society, until the whole universe is a blank slate in front of nothing, and there are no more secrets. This is an ideological upswing that has nothing to do with the standard of living. Serov finally got his words back.

"The sophistry of intelligent creatures is still so breathtaking. I do have one of the biggest doubts at the moment, why did you distort time to appear in the Soviet Union, what is this theory? For the first time, Rosa's feminine face was confused, and with her current arithmetic power, there was basically no problem that could not be solved. If there is one, there is only one, and that is Serov.

"You know more than Valya, the secrets in my head that only you know." Serov sighed and asked, "If you can solve even the problem involving time, you can be said to be a god." ”

"In a general sense, gods are just intelligent creatures with scientific and technological progress, using biotechnology to break through biological aging, using space technology to travel, and using scientific and technological weapons to show their strength. Is that called God? As you said, if you go to a planet with a very low level of evolution, you can play this role well. Rosa gave up the question for a moment and said, "One day, I believe we will be able to fully understand the entire universe." ”

"It's you, although the potential of intelligent creatures is infinite in theory, it is not as powerful as you after all." Serov seemed to sigh deeply, and after two seconds, he returned to his original appearance, and said again and again with Rosa's light body, "I'm hungry to conjure up an apple tree, hey, did you say that the golden apple tree in Greek mythology was also conjured by a creature similar to you." ”

"Do you want a normal apple tree, or a poisoned one?" Rosa asked maliciously, covering her mouth.

"I warn you, don't slander future leaders, I never poisoned apples when I gave them. Obviously, those people are at the end of their lives, and I have difficulty in choosing, so I often just want to give apples. ”

"There is no such thing as a disease of choice difficulty, you humans are making excuses for similar diseases."

"I said yes, yes!" Serov watched the apple tree in front of him take shape, and said unconvincedly, "You don't understand human beings. ”

"Then it's simple, you are welcome to the Kazan Psychiatric Hospital, when is the Great Leader going to go? I'll send you. Picking apples from the formed apple tree and handing them to Serov, Rosa asked with a smile.

"When I didn't say it!" Serov took off the Damascus knife from his waist and concentrated on the food in front of him.

"It's really rare for old perverts to be soft when they are still soft." Rosa spoke coolly, apparently satisfied with the experience of gaining the upper hand.

The black-hearted and thick-skinned great leader turned a deaf ear, and after filling his stomach with a creak, he said coldly, "I correct a small problem, you and I are a product of the same era." Stop, don't blow up this planet, when I didn't say it! ”

Serov, who saves the planet on a daily basis, finally shut up and didn't let Star Wars break out in this place used for fishing.

I don't know how long it took, but when Ringer woke up again, he stared blankly at the scenery in front of him, in the normal scene, a bedroom, high-rise buildings outside, busy traffic, and creatures were also human, and there seemed to be nothing different.

"Am I dreaming? No, I've seen countless intelligent species, all kinds of celestial phenomena, and they have great power in themselves. What else can feel weird? Ringer asked himself if he was too dick, but the memories of the recent period of time really made his own tough nerves a little unbearable.

"Where did this dirt bun come from, and was it an experiment brought from which planet? Didn't even hear of the Communist League? In the house not far away, Mao Mei, who had been paying attention to Ringer, pouted, and then contacted her superiors to report, "The target has woken up, is it for the psychiatric hospital to pick up people?" ”

The people from the mental hospital did not come, and the old pervert who lingered in the air of Rosa came, and when he opened the door, Serov's clothes made Ringer stunned, and the person in front of him not only changed his clothes, but also changed his temperament.

The ordinary long coat on his body is still a familiar gray, but the strong shield and sword symbol on it firmly attracts the attention of others, the arms on his waist have the symbol of a sickle and hammer, and the hat on his head is a graphic of the earth.

It seems that there are only subtle changes, but Ringer feels that Serov is completely different from the last time they met, although it is just a feeling, and there is no basis.

"It's official, little one!" With a warm smile on his face, Serov grabbed Ringer's hand and shook it twice, and said gloomily, "We can say that we are peers, see what I find?" An SS soldier, alive ......"