The city is always reminiscent of Pushkin's poems or the landscapes of Vitan, and at sunset the whole city is romantic and solemn, with large forests, St. Basil's Cathedral, and the onion tops of many Orthodox churches. Walk through countless historical buildings like handicrafts, and reminisce about chapters from history books.

At the Monument to the Space Conqueror, it seems that you can touch the boundless and vast spiritual ocean of the movie "Solaris Star"; On Pushkin Square, "If life deceives you" echoes in your ears;

On the lawn at night, I can't help but hum "the night of Moscow" softly; At the National Model Theater, ballet dancers are dancing; In the underground palace-like subway......

Gram Palace.

Joseph. Osibovi. Joseph Osipovich Makarov is sitting upright in his office, approving official documents.

He was one of the first to enter New Eden, the first of the 2nd ranking, where he spent more than a dozen years receiving the best education in the world.

Because of this experience, he was greatly appreciated by his superiors and was immediately reused after returning home. Of course, his family also played a crucial role in this, otherwise Makarov would not have been able to sit in this position at such a young age (relatively speaking) - he was a full twenty years younger than the middle-aged and elderly people.

However, the most important thing about the opportunity to get on stage is the performer's own ability – the ability to drive others to do things for him.

If so, they will soon be able to become the protagonist on the stage, and then obtain the qualification to step onto a bigger stage. If not, even if they are sheltered from being ousted from the stage, they will be reduced to a marginal role in the opera.

There were a lot of Ochumolov on the stage, and a lot more Chervyakov, and more Belikov.

Is there a Chekov? We don't know, but absolutely not!

Makarov was probably the closest to Chekov, and his early education in New Eden gave him an extremely broad vision and an unparalleled view of the big picture, and he handled everything in order.

During the inspection, they were well impressed by his outstanding ability and deliberately disguised humility, believing that he had "a strong sense of the overall situation, outstanding organizational skills" and "can do things and be a person".

So many big names have offered him olive branches and want to reach some kind of cooperative relationship with him.

But for Makarov, the others are mostly abstract symbols, simple drawings, which can be divided into two basic categories.

The first category is "resources": people who can meet his various needs. For example, his colleagues, a group that he has used for more than a decade, and are still useful even today, have long regarded him as an ally, which has successfully blinded them from what he really thinks.

For now, of course, there is also a group of hooligans on this planet, whose main purpose is to worship his nobility and greatness as a sizable audience.

The other category is "threats". He included all those who could not be counted in the first category in this second category.

There is no third category, at least not here!

The only ones I am afraid are old friends from Paradise Island.

One day, I'm afraid there won't even be a second category; Identifying it as a "threat" is a death sentence. Others were the targets of his death sentence. For example, his current allies:

He deeply understands a truth, whether obedience or orders, is only a means, and the ultimate goal is to make the subordinates and superiors "obey" themselves

And for a tool, especially for a complex, precise, elusive giant machine, all one has to do is make every effort to use it well.

His allies often compared themselves to shepherds: a flock of sheep, a pasture of abundant water and grass, and a pack of loyal sheepdogs to drive away and even bite wolves and robbers who coveted their flocks.

Priority should be given to the slaughter of disobedient sheep in order to better control the flock, and to slaughter those who are too curious and always like to run away so that other sheep do not follow suit......

Regularly trim the wool and milk the goats to make a profit.

These jobs must be done better than other shepherds in order to make super-profits and buy other people's flocks.

Later, by chance, Makarov met the immediate boss of those superiors, who was the boss of the company's peace department, the truth department, the friendship department and other departments, and the other party admired him quite a lot.

As a result, Makarov rose to a high position in just a few years.......

His subordinate Maxim stood at the door of his office, staring at the door, carefully considering the language.

"Knock knock." He knocked on the door of Makarov's office.

Makarov, who was sitting in a leather swivel chair and drinking coffee, was not in a hurry to respond, but took a sip of coffee and savored it for fifteen seconds before shouting unhurriedly to come in.

The subordinate cautiously pushed open the office door and stood there respectfully.

Makarov only showed the other party the back of his swivel chair.

"Maxim, what's the matter?"

He put down his coffee cup, slightly elongated his tone, and asked in a pretentious manner.

"Your Excellency, there is a document that needs to be ......"

"Okay, I got it. Put it on the table and go back. ”

Makarov wondered why a paper document would suddenly be delivered by someone when office documents had already been transmitted through the intranet for a long time.

After his subordinates left, he got up and picked up the document, and sure enough, there were words "top secret" and "burn immediately after reading" on the cover.

"Smart butler, tighten the window."

He tore open the cover of the fire paint, pulled out the paper letter and began to read it carefully:

The Multinational Medical Research Center observed the mysterious phenomenon of the sudden disappearance of brain waves in seriously ill patients, which attracted medical attention, and soon, famous brain scientists, medical scientists, and neurologists from many countries joined forces to find the answer to the question...... At first, scholars thought that this phenomenon was some kind of rare sudden death, and they studied it in this direction...... Statistics reveal a common denominator: clinical patients are often elites in their fields, or extremely gifted individuals who are buried in the population.

A hypothesis has been proposed: neural circuits unique to high-IQ individuals are responsible for this phenomenon. But scholars have questioned this hypothesis because it had never been observed on any individual before, and it came out of nowhere.

As a result, a new hypothesis has been proposed, suggesting that this phenomenon is a new type of encephalopathy, caused by prions that mutate into an airborne mode. Scholars named it "ghost brain syndrome" based on the clinical symptoms.

The situation intensified, and ghost brain syndrome flare-up in completely healthy individuals. The case, which was initially determined by medical examiners to be sudden death, attracted the attention of medical scientists, who believed that it was a misjudged ghost brain syndrome, and the brain waves of the deceased disappeared in his sleep.

Scholars have noted a series of "missing rooms" in which the police have no clue, and the common feature of such cases is that the victim goes missing in the middle of the night, the camera in the bedroom is mysteriously damaged, and the surrounding cameras do not catch their outing. The victim population of the case highly overlapped with the susceptible population of ghost brain syndrome.

By chance, scholars discover the truth of a terrible event - the body of a scholar who died of ghost brain syndrome has disappeared.

In order to avoid causing mass panic, the news was tightly sealed. We realized that ghost brain syndrome is by no means simple, and quantum physicists, brain scientists, psychologists, and other experts in all possible fields are asked to study this phenomenon.

Numerous hypotheses have been proposed:

The supernova explosion theory holds that supernova explosions within the Milky Way produce some kind of special rays that harm the human brain, and that the particles that make up the rays can interact with space.

Quantum mechanics believe that this is the quantum ghosting of man.

Cosmologists believe that it is caused by the distortion of space-time in four dimensions.

……

The most likely hypothesis that scientists believe is extraterrestrial interference, which collects valuable samples of thought among us! The vanished human body is snapped somewhere - most likely on their ship.

The investigation came to an impasse here, however, we found the person who came back from there.

We already know the existence of the main god space.

As ridiculous as this is, we take the results quite seriously.

In that space, human fiction is brought to life – but perhaps our world is also fictional? People with ghost brain syndrome have to survive in those worlds, and they will be rewarded if they succeed.

How to enter the space and how to return to reality is still not clear, but we still decided to organize a team to enter that space and look for opportunities.

Makarov understood why he didn't tell himself in person, but showed him the document.

It is to respect his right to know while not wanting him to go.

But the ambitious Makarov couldn't let go of the opportunity, but he didn't want to join the company's exploration team either—doing so would have a lot of resources, but it would also limit his actions.

If possible, he wants to build a team of his own.

What was important was to figure out the specific mechanisms of space so that he could make a decision, but the document was vague about the mechanisms of space.

He thought of someone who might be able to help him out, and also be a pretty good teammate.

He called his secretary and told her, "Change my itinerary for the next week and go to the Alps, let's arrange it." ”

"Let's go." The secretary smiled sweetly at him.

The secretary walked over, and Makarov took out the smart terminal and edited a message in the chat window at the top:

Long time no see, looking for time to catch up?

Send!

Then Makarov took out his lighter, played a trick and lit a corner of the document.