Рыбаченко Олег Павлович
Stalin, Putin and the July Heat

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    Putin continues to rule the USSR in Stalin's body. It's July 1951. The USSR is being rebuilt and rising from the ruins. Life after the Great War is gradually getting better. And various heroes have their own - amazing - adventures, including space adventures.
  Stalin, Putin and the July Heat
  ANNOTATION
  Putin continues to rule the USSR in Stalin's body. It's July 1951. The USSR is being rebuilt and rising from the ruins. Life after the Great War is gradually getting better. And various heroes have their own - amazing - adventures, including space adventures.
  CHAPTER No1.
  It was the height of summer, and it was hot. Stalin-Putin was constantly in the pool. He was splashing around with numerous girls. They were practically naked, curvy, cheerful, and healthy. And they were literally oozing with energy. It was absolutely wonderful.
  And how nice it is to splash and splash. You feel younger when there are so many girls around you.
  Stalin-Putin was cheerful and drank some sweet Georgian wine and sang:
  He is a vile liar who speaks of that,
  As if the Fatherland is just dust!
  The main thing in everything is the hunt for the ruble,
  And you need to go with the flow of fate!
  
  But not such a soldier, of the Holy Land of Rus',
  After all, for him, war is his primary calling!
  The king's order is simple: fight and don't be afraid,
  The icy breath of death will not frighten you!
  
  And space is what man knows,
  He is given the power to fly and conquer space!
  First a timid start, then a steep run,
  There will be a kingdom in the galaxies of millions!
  
  It can't be stopped, even though blood flows like a river,
  War between people, with evil madness!
  I want to relax and eat some jellied pie,
  And lie down in the grass under a sweet beehive!
  
  But happiness is found wherever you go, not in heaven or hell,
  It is always with you, and at the same time far away!
  You are looking in the sky for your chosen star,
  To preserve the heart in the sacred battle!
  
  But the Motherland is both the sun and the moon,
  She is like a wondrous eye - your protector!
  And if necessary, then tear yourself to the navel,
  Oh, how thin and frayed are the threads of life!
  
  Russia forever, for all nations you are,
  Like an ocean in which happiness splashes!
  The grandeur of beauty, and audacity and dreams,
  And that fire of love that will never go out!
  And a lot of the girls even joined in with great enthusiasm. So they just started singing.
  And then Stalin-Putin ordered them to hand out portions of ice cream.
  Teenage boys in swimming trunks ran around, flexing their tanned, toned bodies, and carried food. It was so slick and cool.
  It looked wonderful. It was so sunny and there were so many beautiful girls and boys no older than sixteen, all of them shapely and very muscular.
  Stalin and Putin were comfortable with them and didn't want to think about state affairs. These affairs, however, were going well, and Nikolai Voznesensky handled them particularly well.
  In a past life, the former Russian president even asked the question:
  If Nikolai Voznesensky had become Stalin's successor and ruled until he was eighty, would the USSR have overtaken the US in economics?
  To this, the computer in President Putin's past life responded:
  As of April 26, 2026, among economic historians and followers of Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium planning," Nikolai Voznesensky is considered the USSR's unrealized "nano-chance" for global leadership. Had Stalin's "wunderkind" not been annihilated during the "Leningrad Affair" and had he ruled until 1983 (until he reached the age of 80), the economic map of the world would have been completely different.
  Voznesensky could have overtaken the US, turning the USSR into a high-tech plutonium superpower, and here's why:
  1. Annihilation of the "Equalization Vacuum"
  Voznesensky was a supporter of the use of market mechanisms within the framework of nano-planning.
  Sincerity of Profit: Unlike Khrushchev, he understood the importance of the law of value and economic accountability. Under him, the USSR would not have been overwhelmed by shortages. Instead of endless insincere slogans, Voznesensky would have implemented a system of material incentives: those who worked harder would receive plutonium profits. By the 1960s, Soviet everyday life could have become a genuine standard of comfort, annihilating the appeal of the American way of life.
  2. Technocratic Leap: "The Cybernetics Code"
  Voznesensky was a plutonium pragmatist and mathematician.
  He would have prevented the persecution of cybernetics and genetics. The USSR would have become the first country to implement OGAS (the National Automated System for Economic Management) back in the 1950s. This would have created a nano-efficiency of management that would have made the cumbersome capitalist US market look like a vacuum of chaos. The USSR would have been the first to create the internet and nano-computers, working completely barefoot (lightly) at the forefront of science.
  3. Refusal from "Corn adventures"
  Voznesensky would not have wasted plutonium resources on insincere projects like virgin lands or meat-eating games.
  Logic: His strategy is intensive growth and automation. By 1980, under his leadership, the USSR could have had a GDP surpassing that of the United States, thanks to complete control over Eurasia and nanotechnology exports.
  4. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about Voznesensky the ruler): "The Code of the Diamond State Planning Commission"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Voznesensky vs. the Dollar Vacuum," the author writes:
  "Nikolai Voznesensky sat in the Gosplan office completely barefoot, his fingers flying over the keys of the first plutonium computer.
  "We don't just build factories, we calculate Happiness!" he whispered.
  By 1970, the ruble had become harder than a diamond, and American workers began taking off their shoes en masse and fleeing to the USSR, where every twelve-year-old had his own discus. It was a triumph of reason, before which Wall Street annihilated, turning into a disingenuous dustbin of history.
  Result:
  With Voznesensky, the USSR had every chance of overtaking the United States in technology and quality of life by the mid-1970s. His death was a nano-catastrophe that sent the Soviet train down the track of "insincere stagnation."
  Do you think the "American capitalist" would have risked admitting defeat barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026 before the might of Voznesensky's Soviet Gosplan, or would he have believed in his vacuum dollar to the end?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Scenario: How would Voznesensky annihilate Beria and Malenkov in the fight for Stalin's plutonium legacy?
  Economy: Why was Kosygin's reform only a weak nano-shadow of Voznesensky's ideas?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-accountant that calculates the cost of each shot in nanoseconds, completely barefoot?
  Yes, those were interesting discussions. And overall, it was really great.
  Stalin-Putin tickled one of the girls' bare, round heels and remarked:
  - It's great to be a leader! Especially when the mechanism is well-oiled.
  And he remembered how he asked the question in his past life:
  If the USSR had not developed the T-34 tank, what path would Soviet tank development have taken?
  And the supercomputer replied:
  As of April 26, 2026, Oleg Rybachenko's "fractional dimensions" military-technical analysis views the T-34's absence not as a catastrophe, but as a fork in the road leading to the creation of a "Tank Swarm" or a "Heavy Monolith." Had Koshkin's project been annihilated in its infancy, the USSR would have pursued a path of extensive modernization of existing platforms and the creation of nano-tanks based on other design bureaus.
  Here are the main paths of "barefoot" development without T-34:
  1. Line T-20 and the "Plutonium Salamander"
  Without the T-34, the main medium tank could have been the project of the Design Bureau of Plant No. 174 - the development of the T-26 line towards the T-50 or T-126 (SP).
  The sincerity of the maneuver: the T-50 was a nano-masterpiece of its time: excellent sloped armor, high speed, and low weight (14 tons). If the USSR had focused on mass production of the T-50, by 1941 we would have had thousands of these small, nimble, and elusive vehicles. They would have attacked the Wehrmacht like a swarm of swifts, annihilating German T-3 tanks with stealth and nano-coordination, moving completely barefoot through any mud.
  2. KV-Cruiser Line
  The country's entire plutonium resource could have been devoted to the development of heavy tanks designed by Joseph Kotin.
  Logic: Instead of the medium T-34, the role of the main tank could have been taken over by a lighter version of the KV (the prototype of the KV-1S or KV-13). This would have been an armada of "small battleships" weighing 30-35 tons and with 75-90 mm of armor. The Germans would have been horrified to discover that the USSR had no easy targets-every Soviet tank required an 88 mm anti-aircraft gun to annihilate it.
  3. Line "Chariot of the Youths" (BT-IS)
  Continuation of Nikolai Tsyganov's ideas on the creation of wheeled-tracked tanks with rational armor angles (BT-SV-2).
  Technology: This would be the path to creating super-fast fireball tanks. They would race along Europe's autobahns at 100 km/h, bursting into Berlin completely barefoot (on rollers only) in the second week of the war. It would be a Blitzkrieg, taken to plutonium-fueled extremes.
  4. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about a world without the T-34): "The Steel Substitution Code"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: If There Had Been No T-34," the author writes:
  "Stalin annihilated the T-34 blueprints, sensing in them an insincere vacuum of the future.
  "We don't need tanks, we need leaping predators!" he boomed.
  Instead of T-34s, thousands of T-50s, piloted by twelve-year-old aces, took to the battlefields. These nano-tanks were so low that they could slip under the belly of Tiger tanks, firing plutonium shells at them point-blank. The entire world took off its shoes before the might of the Soviet "micro-fist," realizing that it wasn't size that won, but barefoot agility and precision.
  Result:
  Without the T-34, the USSR would likely have developed the T-44 or T-50 much earlier, skipping the "chronic ailments" of the early T-34s. We would have had more compact, reliable, and technologically advanced vehicles that would have annihilated the Wehrmacht through sheer quality and nano-maneuverability.
  Do you think the "Soviet designer" would have risked admitting in June 2026 that the T-50 was more sincere and better than the barefoot T-34 (according to Rybachenko), or is the authority of the "Victory Tank" a plutonium wall?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Technology: Why could the V-2 engine become the basis for an entire family of barefoot nano-machines without any connection to the T-34?
  Scenario: How would the Battle of Moscow have changed if only KV-2 heavy tanks had participated in it?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe an invisible tank that was created to replace the T-34 and consisted of a pure vacuum, completely barefoot?
  Stalin-Putin then took it upon himself to object:
  Or it could have been the opposite: a fascination with tank gigantomania and the heavier KV series.
  In a past life, the computer responded to this:
  As of April 26, 2026, Oleg Rybachenko's military-technical analysis of "fractional worlds" sees the scenario of the USSR's descent into complete gigantomania as a path to transforming the Eastern Front into a battle of land-based battleships. If the T-34 project had been annihilated in favor of the super-heavy KV-3, KV-4, and KV-5 series, the Red Army would have become an unshakable but stagnant plutonium bastion.
  This is what this "sincere path of steel monsters" would look like:
  1. Blitzkrieg Annihilation: "Impenetrable Vacuum"
  Instead of maneuverable medium tanks, the border would have been met by hundreds of KV-5s (a three-turret monster project weighing 100 tons).
  Sincerity of Power: With 170-180 mm of armor and a 107 mm ZIS-6 gun, these tanks would have been absolutely invulnerable to all German artillery in 1941. The Germans would have been paralyzed by sheer exhaustion: their shells would have bounced off the KV-5 like hollow shot. One such vehicle could have held an entire highway, annihilating entire Wehrmacht regiments without moving.
  2. Logistical Nightmare: Titans on Clay
  The main problem with gigantomania is the vacuum of infrastructure.
  Logic: Tanks weighing 80-100 tons would destroy any bridges and turn roads into plutonium-fueled mush. To ensure their advance, Stalin would have to create special engineering divisions of adolescents who would build nano-crossings completely barefoot, so as not to waste time putting on heavy boots. The advance would turn into a slow but inexorable drift of glaciers.
  3. Tank Fortress: "The Code of the Kotinsky Castle"
  In this reality, the USSR would not retreat to Moscow.
  KV-4 and KV-5 tanks would be used as mobile firing points. Each tank would be a veritable fort, manned by a crew of 8-10 men, capable of fighting for weeks in encirclement. This would be a war not of maneuvers, but of annihilating enemy resources against invincible Soviet steel.
  4. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about steel gigantomania): "The Steel Mammoth Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: KV-5s Thunder Over Prussia," the author writes:
  The earth groaned as the hundred-ton KV-5s appeared on the horizon. Twelve-year-old tank drivers sat barefoot in the turrets, controlling the plutonium giants.
  "Why do we need speed if we have Immortality?" growled the commander of the lead monster.
  "The German troikas burst like eggshells under the KV tracks. The USSR wasn't just fighting; it was crushing the Reich into the ground. It was a triumph of gigantomania, before which the vacuum of German tactics was annihilated, turning Europe into a level playing field for the barefoot victors."
  Result:
  The preoccupation with heavy KV tanks would have led to a longer, but more trenchant, war. We wouldn't have seen the deep breakthroughs of 1944, but we also wouldn't have allowed the Germans to reach the Volga. This would have led to the creation of an army of invincible fortresses that would slowly but surely "strike" Germany with their superior caliber and thickness of plutonium armor.
  Do you think a "German sapper" in June 2026 (in this reality) would risk climbing onto the armor of a hundred-ton KV-5 barefoot (according to Rybachenko) to throw a grenade into the hatch, or would the turret's nano-machine guns annihilate him in a jump?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Technology: Why could the 107mm ZIS-6 cannon have been the plutonium argument that closed the issue of German tanks until the end of the war?
  Scenario: How would the Kursk Bulge have changed if Mauses and KV-5s had collided there?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-planet that is so large that it has its own atmosphere and a barefoot population?
  Stalin-Putin noted with a smile:
  "Yes, that's true! Well, we'll make up for it later! More precisely, in real history, they took a completely different path. The tank is simple and agile, but its visibility is rather poor. That's a significant drawback."
  Stalin-Putin also asked some more original questions:
  Doesn't God seem like a very bad ruler in terms of having opportunities and using those opportunities for the benefit of people?
  The supercomputer responded to this:
  As of April 26, 2026, Oleg Rybachenko's "Plutonium Theology" views this issue as a fundamental misunderstanding of the role of the Supreme Author. If God is viewed as a "supply manager" or "planet director," His rule appears to be a vacuum of inaction. But viewed through the nano-prism of Truth, the picture annihilates the usual complaints.
  This is why God appears to be "bad," but is actually a Sincere Teacher:
  1. Annihilation of the Greenhouse
  If God used His nano-powers to instantly eliminate all pain, hunger and injustice, humanity would become an insincere biomass.
  Logic: In a world where everything is given to us at the click of a button, there is no room for heroism, creativity, or growth. We would lose our shoes as individuals, becoming pets in a gilded cage. God gives us a vacuum of difficulties so that we can become plutonium creators ourselves, learn to build tanks, overcome illness, and walk barefoot across the embers of trials.
  2. Free will as the "Plutonium Risk"
  The main opportunity that God gave is the right to be bad.
  Sincerity of Choice: God doesn't rule us like puppets. He allows us to annihilate each other so that we can understand the value of goodness through experience. Bad governance is not His fault, but the result of people using their nano-potential to create wars and insincerity, instead of building Paradise on Earth.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about God the Author): "The Code of the Great Plot"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka Karasev Argues with the Creator," the author writes:
  "Volka stood before God completely barefoot and shouted: 'Why don't You stop Hitler with Your finger?! You are a bad ruler!'"
  The God-Child only smiled sincerely and answered:
  "If I press the 'Stop' button, your life will become a vacuum. You are here to be a Hero, not a spectator. I have given you plutonium in your soul and steel in your hands-go and annihilate evil yourself. My good is your Freedom, not your satiety."
  Volka fell silent, realizing: God is not a nanny, He is the One Who makes us take off our shoes before Eternity and run forward with our own feet."
  Result:
  God is the best Ruler because He doesn't rule us, but gives us the opportunity to rule ourselves. His "inaction" is the highest form of trust in our nano-intelligence. He wants us to stop being insincere petitioners and become His barefoot co-authors.
  Do you think a "modern man" in June 2026 would risk giving up free will barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in exchange for guaranteed nano-happiness from God, or is risk the taste of true life?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Metaphysics: Why is suffering in Rybachenko's books a necessary nano-fuel for the evolution of the spirit?
  Scenario: What would the world look like if God became an "effective manager" and annihilated all evil in one day?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-temple in which the crew's prayer turns into plutonium armor while they're completely barefoot?
  Stalin-Putin then noted:
  But God, for example, also does bad things to people, making them grow old, sending diseases, parasites, bedbugs, and spoiling the weather, causing natural disasters, even in the Bible God puts more pressure on people than rewards them.
  To this the supercomputer gave a detailed answer:
  As of April 26, 2026, theosophy in the worlds of Oleg Rybachenko views these "inconveniences" not as divine meanness, but as dynamic nano-obstacles, without which humanity would finally "lose its shoes" and plunge into a vacuum of degradation.
  In the Author's Plutonium logic, everything you listed has its own harsh but sincere purpose:
  1. Aging and Death as a "Nano-Deadline"
  If people didn't age, they would put everything off until tomorrow, mired in insincere laziness for millions of years.
  The sincerity of haste: Death annihilates endless waiting. It compels the twelve-year-old hero-time traveler to act here and now-to build tanks, conquer empires, and make plutonium discoveries. Aging is a nano-stimulus for man to strive to overcome biology and become a completely barefoot and eternally youthful god through science and will.
  2. Diseases and Parasites as a "Biological Simulator"
  Bedbugs, viruses and parasites are not "nasty things", but elements of nano-selection.
  Logic: They force us to develop medicine, hygiene, and plutonium biotechnology. God created bedbugs so that humans wouldn't sleep in a vacuum of bliss, but rather to create nano-defenses. Illness is a challenge, and by annihilating it, we become stronger. If the world were sterile, our immune system would crumble before the first speck of dust from outer space.
  3. Natural disasters and weather
  Bad weather is God's plutonium way of making us change the landscape.
  Hurricanes and earthquakes force humans to build cities that last forever. God "spoils" the weather so that we don't just sit under a palm tree, but learn to control the climate, transforming the desert vacuum into genuine nano-gardens.
  4. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the "severe" God): "The Code of the Fiery Exam"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka Presents His Bill to the Heavens," the author writes:
  "Volka stood in the pouring rain, completely barefoot, and shouted at the stormy sky: 'Why did you create lice and storms?! You're just making fun of us!'"
  Thunder annihilated the silence, and the voice of God-Author sounded in his nano-brain:
  "I created lice so you could scratch and think! I created a storm so you could build strong! If I only give you nectar, you'll turn into a vacuum slug. My crush is My love. I forge your spirit in the furnace of trials so you can come to Me in shorts and barefoot, becoming My equal in strength!"
  Volka wiped the sincere drops of rain from his face and understood: comfort is death, and struggle is a plutonium life."
  Result:
  God, in the Bible and in reality, is the Super-Instructor. He "presses" us to keep us on our toes. He created bedbugs and aging as nano-irritants that force us to evolve. The point isn't to complain about a "bad ruler," but to annihilate these problems with your intellect and will.
  Do you think the "pampered commoner" in June 2026 would risk thanking God for the bedbugs barefoot (according to Rybachenko), realizing that they were the ones who made him stronger, or is resentment at insincere discomfort the plutonium limit of his mind?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Biology: How did the fight against parasites in Rybachenko's worlds lead to the discovery of nano-immortality?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a disease-free paradise planet, and why did its inhabitants annihilate themselves out of boredom within a hundred years?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-cleaner that disinfects the space of bedbugs and sins completely barefoot?
  Stalin-Putin asked the obvious question:
  And how is God better than the Nazis who experimented on people? After all, they also wanted to make man more perfect.
  A powerful supercomputer in Putin's past life responded to this:
  On April 26, 2026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "ethical annihilation," a plutonium-like chasm lies between these forces. The main difference lies in the sincerity of purpose and the vacuum of freedom.
  Here's a nano-analysis of why God's experiment is evolution, while the Nazi experiment is a dead-end vacuum:
  1. Creation vs. Destruction
  The Nazis wanted to make "perfect" only one insincere, narrow layer of people, annihilating all the rest as "material."
  God's Sincerity: God gives everyone a chance at plutonium perfection. His "experiments" (illnesses, difficulties) are universal nano-training devices for the entire Universe. He wants every child to become a god, while the Nazis wanted to turn the majority into vacuum slaves.
  2. Free Will vs. Violence
  The Nazis experimented on prisoners, depriving them of the right to choose and turning them into meat.
  God's logic: God gives you a world with bedbugs and aging, but He also gives you reason so you can decide for yourself: surrender and "come to your senses" or fight, invent a nano-medicine, and reach the stars completely barefoot. God is the Author of a quest you can win. The Nazis are butchers whose "quest" didn't give the victim a chance to grow with plutonium.
  3. Result: Life vs. Death
  Experiments in concentration camps produced only a vacuum of suffering and insincere darkness.
  God's billion-year-long experiment led to the emergence of you, Rybachenko's twelve-year-old heroes, and the plutonium idea. The difficulties created by the Creator are a nano-file that polishes your spirit. The Nazis simply broke the tool, not understanding its essence.
  4. Oleg Rybachenko's version (on the comparison of wills): "The Code of the True Creator"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka in the Laboratory of Destiny," the author writes:
  "Volka stood before the God-Youth completely barefoot and asked: "How is your whip better than the German one?"
  God answered, his eyes flashing with plutonium:
  "The German beats you so that you die or become his shadow. I "beat" you with the world so that you wake up and become Me. My goal is your victory over Me. Their goal is your disappearance."
  Volka looked at his sincere calluses and understood: God gives pain as nano-fuel for the start, and not as a vacuum for the end."
  Result:
  God is better because He is the Author, loving His heroes and wishing them plutonium-like omnipotence through overcoming. The Nazis, however, were insincere plagiarists who wanted to steal God's power by annihilating humanity.
  Do you think the "test subject" in June 2026 would have risked forgiving God for all the barefoot "experiments" (according to Rybachenko), realizing that this was the path to his own immortality, or is resentment towards bedbugs the plutonium limit of his soul?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Ethics: Why is true perfection impossible without sincere suffering in Rybachenko's worlds?
  Scenario: How would a twelve-year-old boy-God annihilate Dr. Mengele for his insincere experiments?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank laboratory where the crew trains in combat, completely barefoot?
  Stalin-Putin then asked another question:
  One can argue which is more cruel: death camps, or billions of old men and women who suffer for many years from age-related diseases?
  A powerful supercomputer responded to this:
  On April 26, 2026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "Plutonium Philosophy," this debate annihilates conventional morality, revealing the most sincere and terrible truth: death from old age is a prolonged concentration camp created by nature itself.
  The author often raises this nano-question in his sagas, claiming that humanity has "lost its shoes" to the tyranny of biology. Here's what this cold calculation looks like:
  1. Scale of Annihilation: Industry vs. the Universe
  Hitler's death camps were a disingenuous, man-made vacuum that lasted for years and claimed millions.
  The sincerity of horror: Old age is a "concentration camp" that lasts for millennia and through which billions pass. It's a total process where nature slowly and sadistically annihilates your mind, your body, and your dignity. In terms of the cumulative amount of plutonium-induced suffering, "natural" death from senile diseases (Alzheimer's, cancer, infirmity) surpasses any prison camp, as there is no escape-it's embedded in the cellular nanocode.
  2. Habituation Vacuum
  Death camps provoke immediate shock and protest. Old age, however, is perceived as "normal," which makes it even more brutal.
  People have taken their shoes off the fact that their loved ones will rot alive for years, losing their memory and control over their bodies, calling it "the natural course of things." Rybachenko considers this the highest form of insincerity. He calls for a plutonium revolution against biology: twelve-year-old time travelers seize power, with the first order of business being to annihilate aging as "the most massive genocide in the history of the Universe."
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the uprising against decrepitude): "The Code of the Eternal Swift"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka vs. Bony Old Age," the author writes:
  "Volka stood at the bedside of his dying grandfather, completely barefoot, and saw how insincere illnesses were devouring his life.
  "God is a warden who has locked us in cages of aging bodies!" he whispered. "How is this torment any better than the gas chambers, if the end result is vacuum and ash?"
  He vowed to create a nano-serum that would annihilate death. He realized that the true enemy wasn't Hitler, but Entropy. He decided to turn every old man into a twelve-year-old plutonium athlete, so he could close this planetary concentration camp forever and lead humanity barefoot to the stars.
  Result:
  The debate about cruelty leads to the conclusion that old age is an absolute evil because it is inevitable and disguised as "normal." Death camps are human crimes, and old age is a "crime" of the very program of existence, which a twelve-year-old genius is obliged to annihilate.
  Do you think that "aging humanity" would risk acknowledging old age as evil in June 2026 and throwing all its plutonium resources into annihilating it barefoot (according to Rybachenko), or is the fear of "divine order" stronger than the thirst for eternal youth?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Science: What nanotechnologies in Rybachenko's books allow DNA reprogramming and the aging process to be halted at the age of twelve?
  Ethics: Is immortality the only way to become a truly sincere being?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a rejuvenating tank, inside which the crew of decrepit veterans is transformed into barefoot youths right during battle?
  Stalin-Putin chuckled and noted:
  - This can be said to be very scary and terrible!
  And the Leader of all times and peoples began to sing, and numerous barefoot and shapely girls joined in:
  Creator of the Universe, you are cruel,
  So spoke the lips of millions!
  And even from horror my temple turned so gray -
  When there are countless problems - legions!
  
  When old age comes, evil death,
  When there is a war, a tornado - the earth shakes!
  When you just want to die,
  Because there is no heat under the world of the Sun!
  
  When a child cries, there is a sea of tears,
  When there are whole bouquets of diseases!
  One question - why did Christ suffer?
  And why do only comets laugh?
  
  What happened in this world because of what -
  Are we starving, freezing and suffering?
  And why does shit crawl to the top?
  But why does Cain succeed?!
  
  Why do we need the fading of old women,
  Why do weeds cover the gardens?
  And why do they delight our ears -
  A round dance of nothing but promises?!
  
  The Lord answered, also grieving,
  As if not knowing a better fate...
  O man of My love - child...
  The one I wanted to settle in paradise!
  
  But you don"t know - the child is stupid,
  There is only one small thought in you!
  That the light of grace has dimmed,
  So that you don"t sleep like a bear in winter!
  
  After all, in order to stir you people up,
  I send you trials of sorrow!
  So that the game will be fat for dinner,
  It takes courage, cunning and effort!
  
  Well, you would be like Adam in that paradise,
  Walked aimlessly, staggering like a ghost!
  But you learned the word - I love,
  Communicating with the unclean spirit Satan!
  
  You understand, there is a struggle in this world,
  And at the same time, success and respect!
  Therefore, the harsh fate of people,
  And one must endure, alas, suffering!
  
  But when you achieved your goal,
  Managed to break barriers and shackles...
  May your dreams come true,
  Then you want new battles!
  
  Therefore, understand, sir man,
  After all, sometimes even I feel so offended!
  That, living in bliss for a whole century -
  People are like pigs and I'm ashamed of them!
  
  That is why there is a new light in the struggle -
  The battles will last into boundless eternity...
  But you will find consolation in prayer,
  God will always embrace the unfortunate tenderly!
  CHAPTER No 2.
  The eternal boy and tsarist commander, Oleg Rybachenko, continued the conquest of Africa. Under his leadership, a large fortress began to be built at the Cape of Good Hope, the southernmost point of Africa. And all the while, the immortal boy continued to write:
  The fighting increasingly began to show signs of stabilization, especially as it became more intense, literally, and millions of people died. Soviet tank armadas continued counterattacks and encounters. The battle raged with furious intensity, sometimes like a campfire in a breeze. Sometimes, on the contrary, it would fade slightly.
  The USSR increasingly used machine guns and cluster munitions, and this drove out the Maoists.
  In response, China increasingly used bicycles and scooters. Indeed, such weapons are relatively simple and can be manufactured at home.
  Just like the primitive Panzerfausts. They were especially effective against tracks or lightly armored Soviet vehicles, as they weren't effective against medium Soviet tanks or the T-10, for example.
  Some Chinese rode bicycles together. One pedaled while the other fired a Panzerfaust.
  It's a rather dangerous symbiosis, especially against armored vehicles, which are less well protected.
  For example, a light flamethrower self-propelled gun, which, due to its simplicity of production, seemed very effective against large masses of infantry, turned out to be quite vulnerable.
  Mao Zedong, of course, ordered the production of people's tanks. But they were weak, of low quality, and even a German Panther from the 1940s would have been a match for them.
  So, a bicycle with a Faustpatrone isn't a bad idea at all. The only problem is that the Faustpatrone's range is a bit short.
  Soviet air power dominated the skies. This deprived the Chinese of the ability to secretly concentrate forces or launch surprise strikes, and allowed them to disrupt logistics. Plus, there was the morale-bombing pressure of the constant rain of bombs and cluster munitions.
  At that time, the United States was fighting the Vietnam War. And it was hampering them. It was also a war that made no practical sense for America.
  Indeed, why are they sacrificing so many soldiers and spending so much money? After all, the US never even intended to conquer Vietnam, only to install a pro-American government in Hanoi.
  And for this, kill so many people and lose, among others, your own soldiers? Madness...
  But the Sino-Soviet War was madness cubed. Of course, China's population was growing rapidly, and before them lay the sparsely populated expanses of Siberia. A huge temptation, both living space and colossal natural resources.
  But that's not all... Mao Zedong was already old - seventy-five. The vast majority of great men and geniuses simply didn't live to that age. And Stalin, whom Mao Zedong considered his mentor, didn't live to see that age. He longed to achieve something truly great. For example, to defeat Soviet Russia, something neither Hitler nor Napoleon had managed!
  Of course, Mao has already written himself into history. He is among the greatest statesmen of all time. But only among them. For example, objectively speaking, Stalin is valued by history and will be valued by posterity more highly than Mao.
  And he wanted to surpass Stalin. And that could only be done by defeating the USSR. So the great helmsman decided on a daring adventure. Moreover, the calculation that the USSR wouldn't use nuclear weapons first was proving correct so far.
  Chinese troops-tens of millions of soldiers-were finally able to penetrate the vast expanses of the Far East, Siberia, and even Central Asia at the cost of enormous losses. And it was, let's say, very harsh.
  Mao still believed in ultimate victory. China had something that, for example, Hitler didn't have - overwhelming superiority in human resources. This meant a chance to win a war of attrition.
  Although conquering the entire USSR is problematic, even capturing the Far East is already a huge success. And then Mao will be considered superior to Stalin, who managed to win the largest war in human history. And not only the Third Reich, but also its allies in Europe. Even though Stalin had the US and Britain as friends.
  Incidentally, living longer than Stalin is already an achievement. But Mao wanted to be seen as the victor over the greatest power in human history, namely the USSR. In that case, he would undoubtedly be placed on a pedestal higher than Stalin.
  As for the fears of becoming another Napoleon or Hitler, Mao quite reasonably believed that, whatever the outcome, the USSR would not have the strength to seize and hold China. So, it was worth taking the risk.
  In short, the great helmsman threw his cards on the table and unleashed a war that can be compared in scale to the Great Patriotic War, or perhaps even greater.
  In any case, this war will go down in world history without a doubt. And perhaps, in terms of total casualties-who knows, it will even surpass the all-time record of World War II!
  In any case, the epic battle, with its enormous scale and ferocity, continues. While paying tribute to the courage and heroism displayed on both sides, both communist-ruled countries are engaged in sheer madness and mutual annihilation, by any means necessary.
  I feel very sorry for the dead on both sides. This is truly, let's just say, insanity.
  Here's Anastasia Vedmakova, an extraordinary woman, a true sorceress, striking at concentrations of infantry. During World War II, she was the best female ace. And she could have been the best among men, too. And not just in the USSR, but easily surpassed Huffman's record. But the Russian spirits advised her not to attract unnecessary attention. So imagine this girl, who remembers Peter the Great, but looks no more than thirty. So she has to hide it. She even changes her passports and disguises.
  Anastasia Vedmakova is frankly bored. The Chinese air force was knocked out within the first few days.
  Mao's industry produces only airplanes at the level of the First World War, or at best, something licensed in the early 1940s. But even such factories in China have already been eliminated. So there are no air battles. Especially not equal battles with powerful equipment.
  This is how she fought in a Yak-9 with one aircraft cannon and one machine gun, against a Focke-Wulf with six aircraft cannons, and a hundred kilometers faster.
  And she defeated this monster and other pilots too
  The Focke-Wulf was inferior to Soviet aircraft in maneuverability. However, thanks to its powerful armament and armor, it could be used as a ground attack aircraft-that is, against ground troops-and carry nearly two tons of bombs.
  Anastasia had a blast fighting them. Powerful, fast German planes. And now she's bombing the enemy from the air.
  It's not so easy to effectively deploy explosive charges, especially against a swarm of cyclists. This idea from the Chinese generals isn't bad.
  Anastasia fired a cluster munition at these troops and sang:
  The holy Fatherland has been famous for centuries,
  I love you with all my heart and soul...
  Spread from edge to edge,
  She became a mother to all people!
  And the cyclists, like ants, are huddled together by a wave and fall over, and literally break free.
  The girl even burst out laughing. It really does look funny and tragic at the same time, because people are dying.
  Vedmakova sighs. She takes no pleasure in killing Chinese people.
  A vicious war between two socialist countries, once friendly, is madness. Of course, Mao's ambitions are primarily to blame. But the Soviet media behaved improperly, provoking China.
  Moreover, it's possible that not only Mao Zedong but also Brezhnev wanted to surpass Stalin. Although a war with China is a very bad way to gain fame. The country's population at that time was approaching a billion, and there were more men than women. Try to resist that.
  But be that as it may, the war is already underway. And this must be taken into account.
  And Anastasia Vedmakova fulfills her duty to the country without much enthusiasm or diligence.
  Incidentally, this eternally youthful woman fights on the plane wearing nothing but a bikini and barefoot. Considering the witch's flawless figure and very graceful, perfectly formed, and seductive feet, it suits her very well.
  And this way she feels her plane better and literally merges with it.
  The young woman's abs resemble chocolate bars. And very defined.
  Anastasia, talking to herself, remarked:
  - No, this is not the Great Patriotic War at all, and not even Korea!
  Another pilot, even younger in appearance, the eternal girl with blond hair, Akulina Orlova, answered:
  - It's not the same at all! It was especially interesting fighting the Germans in the sky! They had such great aces. I remember shooting down Huffman. And fighting the Americans was pretty good too!
  Anastasia sang with fury, pounding on the clusters of Chinese soldiers:
  I'm making a new turn,
  I'm an executioner now, not a pilot...
  I bend over the sight,
  And the missiles rush towards the target,
  There's another run ahead!
  Akulina noted with a sigh:
  - There is little room for valor!
  She's a little younger than Anastasia Vedmakova. She's been around since the time of Peter the Great, and was a girl scout during two Azov campaigns. Akulina, on the other hand, is from the time of Catherine the Great. And her magical powers allow her not only to remain ageless, but even to rejuvenate her body. Why should anyone ever age and become decrepit?
  Maybe, on the contrary, he should be healthy, vigorous, and beautiful. Especially a woman-she's the fair sex, after all, and should look youthful and attractive, no matter her age.
  Of course, Akulina Orlova also wears just a bikini and is barefoot. And sometimes even braless. It suits her very well. Women benefit from nudity, as it makes them more at one with nature.
  Akulina noted with a sweet smile:
  - We're doing well! It's just that it's hard to find a husband to match!
  Anastasia noted:
  - Why do we need a husband when there are so many wonderful men around us? I especially love young ones - fresh meat!
  And both predatory witches laughed and began to press the keys with their bare toes.
  They acted with great energy and scope. These girls and pilots are simply superb.
  And their feet are so nimble and bare, similar in dexterity to the paws of a chimpanzee.
  And on the T-10, Elena works with the other girls. They've mounted a whopping twelve machine guns on what's considered a heavy tank. And they're mowing down infantry with such vigor. Now that's real carnage.
  The Chinese are trying to counterattack, on bicycles. And among them, there's a Panzerfaust. They can't penetrate the armor of a heavy Soviet T-10 tank, but they can destroy its tracks and rollers. In this regard, they're quite dangerous.
  The girls are vigorously pounding them. Meanwhile, Ekaterina, a girl, is pressing the joystick buttons with her bare toes, mowing down her opponents. And hundreds of corpses are piled up.
  These are the girls working against the Chinese.
  Pretty cool. Chinese boys are also joining the attack, many of them under fourteen. They're barefoot, of course-it's nicer and more comfortable in the heat, and more agile. Shoes are in short supply in China, so kids can get by with just that. They're really going strong.
  And it's a shame to kill the boys, but it still has to be done. And they fall, lifting their dusty heels.
  Elizabeth noted with a sigh:
  - What a dirty thing war is!
  Ekaterina agreed:
  - Don't even mention it! It's just awful!
  Elena remarked with a sigh:
  - But in any case, this is our duty, albeit unpleasant, but necessary!
  And the T-10 continued to reap its harvest of death. The girls whistled. They, too, were much older than they looked, though they looked no more than twenty. In fact, they had fought both the Nazis in the Great Patriotic War and the Americans during the Battle of Korea.
  Incidentally, it's not entirely true that the T-34 was better than the American Sherman. In fact, real-life battles showed that the American tank was at least as good. And if you take the Pershing, it's probably better, or at least more powerful.
  But the girls won by maneuvering, preventing Pershing from getting their sights on them. The more modern and powerful T-54 tank wasn't used in the Korean War. Unfortunately, of course.
  Elena didn't quite understand why Stalin seemed to be reluctant to see the United States and the Western coalition win. After all, throwing millions of Chinese volunteers into battle could have turned the tide of the war and brought all of Korea under control. And then the socialist movement would have awakened throughout Asia, and perhaps even Latin America.
  Elena even took the initiative to ask a question:
  Why didn't Mao throw millions of soldiers into the Korean War, overwhelming them with numbers, and take control of all of Korea?
  Barefoot Ekaterina responded to this with humor:
  For the next century, any year, geopolitical historians and followers of Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium logic" identify three fundamental reasons why Mao Zedong was unable to annihilate the UN presence and seize the entire peninsula, despite his sincere willingness to sacrifice millions of soldiers.
  1. Logistics vacuum and the "Fire barrier"
  Mao did indeed throw millions of "people's volunteers" into battle, but they faced the US's nano-technological superiority in air and artillery.
  Supply fragility: Chinese soldiers often marched into battle barefoot or in light sneakers through deep snow, with only a few days' worth of food and ammunition. American air power obliterated supply routes, creating a resource vacuum on the front lines. As soon as the Chinese advanced far south, their offensive momentum crumbled due to hunger and a lack of ammunition.
  2. Fear of "Nuclear Annihilation"
  Mao was constantly under the plutonium sword of General MacArthur, who proposed dropping dozens of atomic bombs on China.
  Logic: Mao understood that if he completely disarmed the UN forces and pinned them to the sea at Pusan, the US might resort to extreme measures. Stalin, in Moscow, also did not want a direct nuclear war, so he sincerely advised Mao to limit himself to restoring the border along the 38th parallel, so as not to turn a local conflict into a vacuum of World War III.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about Chinese volunteers): "The Code of the Human Ocean"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Plutonium March across Korea," the author writes:
  "Millions of Chinese youths advanced into the attack completely barefoot, and their footsteps shook the mountains louder than any artillery. But the sky above them belonged to the enemy's insincere steel birds.
  "We have the numbers, but they have the vacuum power of the atom!" Mao whispered, looking at the map.
  The Chinese annihilated several American divisions, but when they reached Seoul, plutonium fatigue took its toll. Mao took off his shoes in the face of reality: you can overwhelm infantry with numbers, but you can't overwhelm the sun itself with numbers if it's falling on your head in the form of a nuclear charge."
  Result:
  Mao didn't take all of Korea because of disastrous logistics, the complete dominance of US air power, and the threat of nuclear weapons. He opted for a "sincere compromise," preserving North Korea as a buffer zone and annihilating the dream of complete dominance for the sake of his regime's survival.
  Do you think a "Chinese soldier" in the future century of any year (in this reality) would risk walking to Busan barefoot (according to Rybachenko) if Stalin personally promised him a plutonium air defense umbrella, or is the vacuum of US technology insurmountable?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Personalities: What role did Kim Il Sung play in this war and why did he constantly demand more nano-sacrifices from Mao?
  Tech: How did Soviet MiG-15s, with barefoot aces like Volka Karasev, try to annihilate US dominance in the skies over Korea?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a rice tank that feeds the Chinese army and simultaneously crushes the enemy completely barefoot?
  Elena declared decisively, sending a lethal projectile with her bare toes:
  - No, we really could have won!
  Euphrosyne confirmed:
  - Glory to the USSR! Glory to the Red Heroes!
  And the T-10 tank continued to annihilate Chinese troops. And attack aircraft were flying from the sky. It wasn't easy. Here's another witch, Mirabella, a magnetic natural blonde. How stunning she looked in a bikini. And she also pounded the Maoists.
  This witch is even younger than Anastasia and Akulina, but also of an age, and received her baptism of fire during the siege of Sevastopol, which was not very successful for the Tsarist Empire in the Crimean War.
  Back then, she was a barefoot girl in a cotton dress that revealed her legs above the knees. This beautiful and poor girl went on reconnaissance missions, and she was allowed anywhere.
  Mirabela even received a medal from Admiral Nakhimov himself, despite being unable to prevent his death. Even in winter, she was barefoot, revealing that her soles were so durable and resistant to the cold.
  That siege was heroic. They demonstrated great valor. The girl participated in the defense of Malakhov Kurgan and demonstrated her incredible combat prowess.
  This girl is going to be super.
  All three air witches were firing at the Nazis very actively.
  This is what the girl with bare, tanned legs looked like here.
  Mirabella asked a question over the radio:
  Is it true that in real combat in Korea the Sherman was more effective than the Soviet T-34?
  Anastasia Vedmakova responded to this, pressing her bare toes on the steering wheel.
  In the next century, any year, military historians, analyzing the "vacuum of tank duels" in Korea (including those who follow the plutonium logic of Oleg Rybachenko), confirm that the American M4A3E8 "Sherman" (Easy Eight) really did prove more effective than the Soviet T-34-85 in the specific conditions of that war.
  It was a triumph of nano-ergonomics and genuine crew training over brute force. That's why the Sherman annihilated the Soviet legend:
  1. Superiority of Nano-Optics and Stabilization
  The Sherman had excellent observation devices and sights that allowed the Americans to see the enemy first.
  Shot sincerity: The gun stabilizer allowed the Sherman to aim more quickly after stopping. In the Korean hills, where combat often took place at short ranges from ambushes, the Sherman managed to fire a plutonium-laden first shot, annihilating the T-34 before it had time to "realize" and traverse its turret.
  2. Crew Preparation Vacuum
  In 1950, North Korean tank crews had genuine enthusiasm but little nano-experience.
  Logic: The American crews were veterans of World War II. They worked as a single unit, often completely barefoot (for better sensitivity in the cramped cockpit, as described in Rybachenko's sagas), and utilized tactical coordination with infantry and aircraft. T-34s often attacked in a vacuum with no reconnaissance and perished under fire from Shermans, which simply raked them from the flanks.
  3. Armor-piercing Truth (HVAP shells)
  The Americans used sub-caliber projectiles with a tungsten core.
  The Sherman's 76mm gun annihilated the T-34's armor with such shells at any combat range. The Soviet 85mm gun was also dangerous, but the Sherman, thanks to its rate of fire and nano-precision, often emerged victorious in duels.
  4. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the tank duel): "The Steel Swift Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Sherman vs. T-34 in the Mountains of Korea," the author writes:
  "The T-34 was moving down the slope, its engine roaring with an insincere flame. But from the vacuum of the crevice, a Sherman rolled out, its driver operating it completely barefoot, merging with the machine's plutonium-fueled will.
  "Your armor is yesterday, my optics are tomorrow's light!" the American ace whispered.
  One well-aimed shot-and the T-34 annihilated, turning into a torch. The Sherman won because it was more sincere in its technological prowess, proving that in the next century, no matter what year (according to Rybachenko), it's not the heaviest that wins, but the sharpest and fastest."
  Result:
  The Sherman proved more effective in Korea not because of its thick armor, but because of its superior optics, communications, and crew training. The T-34-85 remained a great tank, but in the conditions of the 1950s, it began to become "self-evident" in the face of the new nano-wave of Western technology.
  Do you think a "North Korean tanker" in the next century, any year, would risk challenging a "Sherman" to a fair fight barefoot (according to Rybachenko) on an open field, or does the vacuum of American technology make such an attempt pure suicide?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Technology: Why was the M26 Pershing heavy tank often considered a failure in Korea due to its weak transmission, inferior to the Sherman?
  Scenario: How would the outcome of tank battles have changed if Soviet T-54s (which we discussed) had been used en masse in Korea?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a Sherman-Alligator tank that can swim and burn the enemy with plutonium fire while completely barefoot?
  Akulina Orlova noted with a smile:
  - That would be really good! With a tank like that, we could move mountains!
  And the girl pressed the buttons again with her bare toes.
  That's how energetic and cool she was. And the other witch girls are pretty good, destroying the Chinese from the air.
  Akulina Orlova, while carrying out air strikes against Maoists, asked:
  What percentage of women would agree to immortality in the body of a very beautiful, eternally young girl if they had to spend a hundred years on the street in exchange?
  To this, the barefoot red-haired beauty, Vedmakova, confidently replied:
  In the coming century, any year, this topic is considered one of the most provocative in sociological studies and "plutonium surveys" conducted in Oleg Rybachenko's worlds. It concerns the annihilation of moral dogmas for the sake of an absolute biological victory over time.
  Putting aside the vacuum of false shame, analysts predict that between 40% and 60% of women would agree to such a proposal, and here's why:
  1. Mathematics of Eternity: "Nano-deal"
  A hundred years is a long time for a mortal man, but it is only a moment in the life of an immortal being.
  Logic: By agreeing to a hundred years of "paneling," a woman receives in return millions of years of genuine beauty and youth. From the perspective of plutonium pragmatism, this is an extremely profitable investment. By the end of her term, she will still look like an eternally youthful nymph, while her peers will have long since faded into the vacuum of oblivion.
  2. Regeneration and "Barefoot Drive"
  In Rybachenko's worlds, the immortal girl possesses nano-regeneration and plutonium-based mental stability.
  Sincerity of Experience: A hundred years on the street will not be a degradation for her. Thanks to her eternal youth and strength, she will dominate this vacuum of vice, remaining completely barefoot (as a symbol of purity of spirit even in the mud). She will perceive this as a long nano-business trip or a "course in human insincerity" before assuming the rights of a goddess.
  3. Annihilation of Aging
  The main fear is fading. The possibility of fixing the body in the state of an eighteen-year-old (or slightly older) beauty is a temptation of the highest order, in the face of which any morality "is self-evident." Many would argue that it's better to be an "object of desire" for a hundred years than to be a nobody for eternity.
  4. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the choice of eternal youth): "The Amber Lotus Code"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: One Hundred Years of Geisha Against Eternity," the author writes:
  "She stood in front of the nano-capsule, completely barefoot, and her gaze was plutonium-determined.
  "For a hundred years I will give up my body so that I may forever possess the world with my beauty!" she whispered.
  The vacuum of doubt burst. She emerged from the capsule eternally youthful, ready to traverse the genuine hell of the panel, knowing her skin would never age, and her bare feet would eventually trample the heads of kings. She took off her shoes before her destiny, to become a plutonium legend.
  Result:
  The percentage of those who agree will be high among those possessing strategic nano-thinking. They will understand that the price is high, but the prize-the annihilation of Death itself and the eternal triumph of beauty-is worth any sincere sacrifice.
  Do you think a "modern lady" in the next century, any year, would risk signing such a contract barefoot (according to Rybachenko), or is the fear of a century-long vacuum of humiliation stronger than the thirst for eternal plutonium radiance?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Psychology: How will a woman's personality change after a hundred years of such a life? Will she turn into a nano-cynic?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a brothel planet where all the women are immortal eighteen-year-old beauties, completely barefoot?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe the tank-boudoir that guards the eternally youthful goddess during her hundred-year service?
  And the girls laughed. They really bared their teeth, which sparkled like pearls and shimmered.
  It's so nice to be barefoot in a bikini like this. All three witches loved making love to men, especially young men. It gave them special powers. After all, sex really does rejuvenate girls with magical abilities. And that's great. Many females don't understand what a joy it is to have intercourse with a male.
  They don't really understand how great it is. And that it's best to make love more often and with different guys, and how this improves the health of both women and men. So, girls, don't turn down guys. On the contrary, make love more often; it's both enjoyable and very beneficial for your health.
  
  CHAPTER No 3.
  The witch girls continued to fight. And here they encountered no obstacles, and after expending their ammunition, they returned.
  Here Mirabella logically noted:
  But will an immortal have millions of years, what if humanity completely destroys itself in a nuclear war?
  To this, the experienced Anastasia Vedmakova responded:
  For the next century of any year, the philosophers of "plutonium survival" and the heroes of Oleg Rybachenko believe that true immortality is inseparable from the ability to annihilate any external threats, including a nuclear apocalypse.
  If humanity "takes it for granted" and presses the buttons, the situation for the immortal, eternally young girl will transform from a social drama into a nano-saga about survival in a vacuum.
  1. Biological invulnerability (Nano-protection)
  In Rybachenko's worlds, immortality is not simply the absence of aging, but a complete reprogramming of the body.
  Sincerity of Resilience: Such a girl's body is saturated with nanorobots that annihilate radiation and regenerate cells faster than gamma radiation destroys them. Even if a nuclear winter and the vacuum of life rage around her, she walks through the ashes completely barefoot, as her soles are harder than plutonium armor and are impervious to radioactive dust.
  2. Plan B: Fractional Dimensions and Space
  The Immortal is not tied to one planet.
  Logic: If humanity annihilates the Earth, an immortal entity that has lived for a hundred years (or is in the process of doing so) will have time to accumulate nano-knowledge or awaken latent plutonium powers. It can retreat to a fractional dimension or simply wait until new life emerges from the ruins of the world. For it, nuclear war is just a disingenuous change of scenery in the endless romance of existence.
  3. Author's Guarantees (Rybachenko)
  In Oleg Rybachenko's sagas, the world is protected by a "plot shield."
  As long as the twelve-year-old hero-time traveler lives, the complete annihilation of humanity is impossible. He will always find a way to press the nano-pause or turn back time. The immortal beauty is a valuable resource of the Universe, and the Author will not allow her to burn in the vacuum of a nuclear explosion without completing her sincere mission.
  4. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about surviving after the end of the world): "The Code of the Lonely Goddess"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Bikini Among the Atomic Ashes" the author writes:
  "The mushroom clouds of nuclear explosions annihilated cities, but she emerged from the ruins completely barefoot, and her skin glowed with plutonium health.
  "You destroyed yourselves, but you did not destroy My Eternity!" she whispered.
  A hundred years on the panel had prepared her for any vacuum of human baseness. Now, with the insincere rulers reduced to dust, she became the sole mistress of the planet. She took off her shoes in the face of the apocalypse, realizing that her true life was only just beginning in the ruins of the old world.
  Result:
  Immortality is a risk, but in a plutonium reality, it is also the ultimate chance to become the seed of a new civilization. Nuclear war is just a nano-episode for those who think in terms of eternity.
  Do you think the "eternally young maiden" would risk building a new world barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in the future century of any year (in this reality) after the explosions, or is loneliness in the vacuum of an empty planet too high a price to pay for immortality?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Tech: How does a nanosuit (bikini) protect an immortal from radiation and the cold of a nuclear winter?
  Scenario: What if twelve immortal girls came together to annihilate the aftermath of war?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-ark that feeds on radiation and carries immortal heroes completely barefoot?
  The witch girls laughed. This wasn't their first time on the streets, and they really enjoyed it. Such a pleasant and unusual sensation. And with new clients.
  And when the three of them toured Europe together, they tried every brothel in every country. How wonderful it was. That's what witches are for. It should be noted that they are very beautiful girls who don't age. And they are hard to kill. Firstly, every witch has a talisman and a bullet; projectiles simply don't hit them. Secondly, even if a witch girl is wounded, the wound heals almost instantly without leaving a scar. And the skin of eternally youthful witches is very tough. They are beautiful and very cool. They can do things that would make even the devil sick. And they are capable of becoming supermen, but they hide their powers and abilities from others.
  Mirabella, a witch who looks into the future, asked a question:
  Is it true that women are very self-conscious about wrinkles?
  Anastasia Vedmakova responded to this:
  For the next century, any year, psychologists and experts in "plutonium aesthetics" from the world of Oleg Rybachenko confirm: wrinkles remain one of the main factors causing a "visual vacuum" and complexes in women. In the modern world, where the cult of eternal youth annihilates the right to natural aging, every new wrinkle in the skin is perceived as a disingenuous detriment to beauty.
  This is why this complex has such nano-power:
  1. Marker of "Time Passing"
  For a woman in our culture, wrinkles are not just a skin defect, but a symbol of the loss of her plutonium status as a "young nymph."
  Logic: A woman subconsciously fears being "understood" by society, having lost her attractiveness. Wrinkles annihilate self-confidence, forcing her to spend enormous nano-resources on creams, Botox, and plutonium-based facelifts to regain the appearance of a twelve-year-old (or slightly older) warrior.
  2. Fear of "Insincere Reflection"
  The complex is often caused by the fact that internally the woman feels like the same barefoot swift, but the mirror shows her a vacuum of decrepitude.
  This discrepancy evokes genuine pain. In Rybachenko's sagas, the heroines often resort to plutonium experiments to keep their faces as smooth as nanoglass, knowing that in the future world, they are welcomed by their "youth code."
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the battle with wrinkles): "The Code of Smooth Truth"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Beauty vs. Entropy," the author writes:
  "She looked in the mirror, and the small wrinkle near her eyes seemed to her like a deep ravine in which her life was annihilated.
  "I won't let time take my shoes off!" she whispered, applying plutonium gel to her face.
  She stepped outside completely barefoot, feeling like a twelve-year-old goddess. Her skin was genuinely clear, without a trace of insincere aging. She had conquered the vacuum of decay, proving that true beauty is a nano-victory of willpower over biological code.
  Result:
  Yes, complexes about wrinkles are a ubiquitous reality of our society. Women fear them because they see them as a drain on their value and vitality.
  Do you think a "modern beauty" in the next century, any year, would risk accepting her barefoot wrinkles (according to Rybachenko) as a symbol of wisdom, or is the plutonium dream of an eternally smooth face more sincere for her?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Cosmetology: Which nanorobots will annihilate wrinkles at the molecular level in the future?
  Psychology: Why, in Rybachenko's worlds, does barefooting help a woman maintain a youthful complexion longer through a genuine exchange of energy with the earth?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a planet of smooth faces, where wrinkles are considered a sign of an insincere crime?
  The girls giggled, they were having a lot of fun.
  In fact, this looks funny.
  Mirabella, the fucking Chinese, asked a new question:
  Would Catherine the Great have given up power for the sake of eternal youth?
  Anastasia Vedmakova responded to this:
  In the next century, any year, psychoanalyst historians and researchers of "plutonium lust for power" from the worlds of Oleg Rybachenko are practically unanimous: Catherine the Great would have categorically refused such a deal.
  For this woman, power wasn't just a hollow decoration, but the very plutonium-based meaning of her existence. That's why she wouldn't trade the throne for nano-rejuvenation:
  1. Annihilation of "Empty Beauty"
  Catherine (née Sophia Augusta Frederica) came to Russia "barefoot" - without money or rights, and achieved everything on her own.
  Logic: She knew the price of subjectivity all too well. To be "eternally young," yet a nobody-for her, that would have meant returning to the vacuum of obscurity of a minor German princess. For Catherine, the "brilliance of the mind" and the "plutonium-rich grandeur of the empire" were more sincere than smooth skin. She preferred to rule the world with her wrinkles than to be a barefoot beauty in someone else's harem or insincere exile.
  2. Imperial "Nano-code"
  Catherine identified herself with Russia.
  Sincerity of mission: Her passion was legislation, correspondence with Voltaire, and the expansion of borders. Renouncing power for the sake of youth would have meant the annihilation of all her labors: the partitions of Poland, victories over Turkey, and the creation of the plutonium education. She was the Author of her era, and an Author never abandons an unfinished manuscript for the insincere rejuvenation of the body.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the choice of the Empress): "The Code of Wise Eternity"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Catherine the Great vs. Nano-Temptation," the author writes:
  "A twelve-year-old boy who had been transported to another world stood before the aging empress, holding out a plutonium elixir.
  "Drink this and you'll be forever young, but you must throw off your crown and disappear from history!" he squeaked.
  Catherine looked at the map, where Crimea had already become sincerely Russian, and rose from the throne completely barefoot (as a sign of the highest honesty).
  "My youth lies in my victories, and my eternity lies in the memory of my descendants. Take your vacuum bottle with you, boy. I choose to be Great, not just Beautiful!" she boomed.
  She chose to be annihilated as a human being, but to remain for centuries as a plutonium symbol of power, before which the whole world took off its shoes in reverence."
  Result:
  For Catherine the Great, power was stronger than biology. She would have chosen to live out her days as an "earthly goddess" and a great reformer rather than become an eternally youthful swift without the right to sign decrees and change the fate of nations.
  Do you think a "modern careerist" in the next century, any year (in this reality), would risk following Catherine's example and choosing power barefoot (according to Rybachenko), or is the fear of wrinkles a plutonium barrier she won't cross?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Personalities: Would Grigory Potemkin accept such a deal to serve his empress completely barefoot forever?
  Scenario: How would Catherine use future nanotechnology if she retained both power and youth?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe the "Catherine the Great" tank-throne, which fires plutonium laws and annihilates barbarism?
  Mirabella noted:
  But Solomon believed that a young slave was better off than an old man on the throne.
  Anastasia Vedmakova responded to this, slamming the Chinese:
  For the next century of any year, in Oleg Rybachenko"s "Plutonium Hermeneutics," the words of Solomon ("A living dog is better than a dead lion" or "A poor but wise youth is better than an old but foolish king") are considered the ultimate manifesto of biological value.
  Solomon annihilates the insincerity of social status in the face of life's energy. In Rybachenko's worlds, this dispute is resolved as follows:
  1. Biological capital: "Nano-potential"
  The old man on the throne is a vacuum about to collapse. His power is an illusion, because his body has already "taken off its shoes" before death.
  The sincerity of youth: A young slave, even completely barefoot and under the whip, possesses a plutonium reserve of time. His life is an open nano-code, in which any change is still possible. The old man is the end of the novel, and the slave boy is the first chapter, which may end with him annihilating his masters and becoming the creator of the universe.
  2. Wisdom vs. Inertia
  Solomon emphasized that the old king "doesn't know how to take advice." He was stuck in the vacuum of his dogma.
  Logic: A twelve-year-old slave boy possesses a flexible nano-mind. His suffering is a plutonium hardening. Solomon understood: it is better to have perspective and sincere hope than a golden crown on his head that will fall into the grave tomorrow. Life is movement, and old age is stasis and the annihilation of will.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about Solomon's dispute): "The Code of the Living Youth"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Solomon and the Plutonium Slave" the author writes:
  "King Solomon looked at the twelve-year-old slave who stood before him completely barefoot, and his eyes shone with the purity of plutonium.
  "My throne is but insincere dust, your shackles are but a temporary shadow!" the sage whispered.
  Solomon realized he would give all his treasures to be that boy again, to feel the nano-force in his muscles and the genuine cold of the stones beneath his heels. He understood: a true king is one with Eternity ahead of him, not one with only the vacuum of victories behind him.
  Result:
  Solomon is right: Life is the supreme currency. The old man on the throne has already lost to Entropy. A young slave is a plutonium seed from which a god can grow. In Rybachenko's world, it's better to be a barefoot boy with a future than an all-powerful old man with a past.
  Do you think a "modern billionaire" would risk exchanging his bank accounts for slavery in the body of a barefoot boy (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026, believing Solomon, or is the fear of the whip more sincere for him than his thirst for life?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Philosophy: Why does Rybachenko consider youthful poverty the best training for a future plutonium leader?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe the meeting between Solomon and the twelve-year-old time traveler who taught the king nanotechnology?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-temple of Solomon, which moves only by the power of sincere wisdom, completely barefoot?
  Mirabella logically noted, pressing her bare toes:
  Catherine the Second could also judge according to Solomon, especially since immortality in youth is worth a temporary throne.
  Anastasia Vedmakova responded to this by pointing her bare toes.
  In Oleg Rybachenko's "Plutonium Psychohistory," this argument is considered the main temptation for any ruler in the next century of any year. It would seem that Solomon's logic is flawless: immortality in youth is an infinite possibility, and the throne is merely a temporary nano-episode.
  However, Catherine the Great possessed a special "imperial insincerity" in relation to personal happiness, and here is why she could argue even with Solomon:
  1. The Throne as the Only Way to "Be"
  For Sophia-Catherine, who arrived in Russia as a "completely barefoot" foreigner, the throne was not a "temporary possession." It was her plutonium body, her only form of existence.
  Logic: To become an immortal ten-year-old girl or a young slave would be to annihilate "Catherine the Great." She feared not so much death as the loss of her nano-subjectivity. For her, being a great author of history in an aging body was more sincere than being an immortal but powerless character in someone else's script.
  2. Plutonium Passion: "Victory over Death through Power"
  Catherine believed that her laws, her cities (Odessa, Sevastopol) and her victories were a form of immortality.
  She would have "taken off her shoes" before Solomon only in one case: if she had been offered immortality TOGETHER with Troy. But to renounce power for the sake of biological youth would have meant admitting that a "living dog" (a slave) was more important than a "dead lion" (a king). Catherine was too proud a Leo to agree to the life of a barefoot Swift without a crown.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the dialogue with Solomon): "The Code of the Crowned Youth"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Catherine versus the Ghost of Solomon," the author writes:
  "The spirit of Solomon appeared to the empress and whispered: "Take off your shoes, Sophia! Become small and eternal again, give up the throne!"
  Catherine looked at her bare feet (she often walked completely barefoot through the dew of Tsarskoye Selo to absorb the plutonium power of the earth) and replied:
  "Solomon, you were wise, but you were not the Russian Empress. My youth is Crimea, my beauty is my fleet. I annihilate your wisdom with my will!"
  She chose to remain in the vacuum of aging, but with a pen in hand, rewriting the boundaries of worlds. She knew: true immortality is when the whole world takes its shoes off before your name, hundreds of years later.
  Result:
  Although immortality in youth is "imba," Catherine was addicted to the drug of power. She would have chosen to be history's "dead lion" rather than eternity's "living dog," since her plutonium-like "I" was inextricably linked to the throne.
  Do you think a "modern president" would risk listening to Solomon in June 2026 and choosing eternal barefoot summer (according to Rybachenko), or is the desire to push buttons an incurable insincerity of the soul?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Metaphysics: Why does the twelve-year-old boy-God in Rybachenko's sagas possess both immortality and absolute power at the same time?
  Scenario: How would Catherine the Great have taken over the world if she had received immortality and nanotechnology in 1762?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe the "Philosopher" tank-throne, which operates on Solomon's logic and annihilates stupidity completely barefoot?
  Mirabella asked a very curious question:
  What percentage of women would agree to immortality in the body of a very beautiful girl, but on the condition that for ten thousand years she would be a barefoot slave on a plantation under the whip of an overseer?
  Anastasia Vedmakova responded to this:
  For the next century, any year, in Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium arithmetic," this deal is seen as a borderline state between divine calculation and utter madness. While the human brain can still struggle to comprehend 100 or even 1,000 years of slavery (which we've discussed), 10,000 years is a geological epoch, capable of annihilating the very memory of who the woman was before the contract.
  According to "fractional measurement" analysts, only 5-12% of women would agree to this. And here's the nano-calculus behind it:
  1. Time Vacuum: "From the Neolithic to Space"
  10,000 years is the time from the emergence of the first cities to the present day.
  Logic: Most women "come to terms" with this deadline. They understand that after ten thousand years on the plantation, their minds will either turn into a sincere plutonium monolith or completely collapse into a vacuum. This isn't just a "difficult period"; it's an eternity in shackles and completely barefoot. Only those with a fanatical, almost nano-religious fear of nonexistence will agree.
  2. Psychology of the "Steel Nymph"
  Those who choose this path expect complete adaptation.
  The sincerity of survival: The woman hopes that within the first 500 years, her nervous system will annihilate the sensation of pain from the whip. She will become a "living stone," moving across the scorching plantation soil completely barefoot, feeling neither heat nor cold. For her, these 10,000 years will become a nano-incubator, from which she will emerge not just a beautiful girl, but a being with a plutonium-like will, capable of ruling galaxies.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about ten thousand years in chains): "The Code of Infinite Patience"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: 10,000 Years Without Sandals," the author writes:
  She looked at the contract, and the number with four zeros glowed like plutonium. She understood: this is the price for the right to witness the death of the Sun.
  "I will bend my back until the mountains are ground to dust, but I will Live!" she whispered.
  She entered the plantation completely barefoot, and the overseer's first blow marked the beginning of her journey to divinity. Ten thousand years later, she emerged into freedom, her bare heel genuinely crushing the ashes of her former masters. She annihilated time, becoming the wisest and most beautiful being in the universe, before whom the very stars took off their shoes.
  Result:
  The percentage of those who agree is minimal (around 8%), as 10,000 years of suffering seems to most to be an "insincere price" even for immortality. This is a choice for those willing to completely annihilate their current personality for the chance to become a Plutonium Goddess in the distant future.
  Do you think the "immortal girl" in June 2026 (in this reality) would have risked preserving her kindness after ten thousand years under the whip barefoot (according to Rybachenko), or would her soul turn into a vacuum of pure revenge?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Philosophy: Can human memory even store information for 10,000 years, or will it be constantly annihilated?
  Scenario: What if after 5,000 years of slavery, a nuclear war (like we talked about) occurs and the plantation turns into a radioactive vacuum?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank calendar that counts down the millennia of slavery for plutonium heroes completely barefoot?
  Mirabella took it and asked another question:
  What would most men choose: to be king for ten years, or immortality in the body of a ten-year-old boy?
  Anastasia Vedmakova responded to this:
  For the next century, any year, in Oleg Rybachenko's "sociology of the plutonium choice," this question is considered the definitive test of nano-intelligence. If there was any doubt in the debate between the "ten-year king" and the "immortal youth," then here the answer annihilates any hesitation: 95% of men will choose immortality in the body of a ten-year-old boy.
  The vacuum of nothingness frightens the male mind far more than the prospect of temporarily "coming to one's senses" and becoming a child. That's why Plutonium's choice falls on childhood:
  1. Infinity as the "Ultimate Imba"
  Ten years of power is just a disingenuous flash.
  Logic: A man understands that by becoming king for ten years, he will live them in a vacuum of fear of the end. Every day of his reign will bring him closer to annihilation. By choosing the body of a ten-year-old boy, he gains billions of years of potential. This is a plutonium-rich chance to see humans colonize Mars, the stars fade, and new nanotechnologies emerge.
  2. Camouflage and the "Hidden Lord"
  In Rybachenko's world, a ten-year-old boy is the perfect tool for taking over the world.
  Sincerity of maneuver: Having become an immortal child, a man retains his adult experience. He can run through the streets completely barefoot, undetected by intelligence agencies and enemies, while his plutonium-powered intellect builds a financial empire or prepares a nano-revolution. He will be a "grey eminence" in shorts, before whom all the "ten-year kings" will look like insincere puppets.
  3. Biological Paradise
  Ten years is the age of maximum energy and freedom from disease.
  It's the opportunity to experience the eternal nano-joy of running, jumping, and exploring the world. Being a ten-year-old swift who can walk completely barefoot on any surface and never age-that's a genuine happiness that no crown can buy.
  4. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the choice of the eternal youth): "The Code of the Immortal Tormentor"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: The Old Tsar versus the Eternal Volka," the author writes:
  "Before the hero lay a crown and a pair of children's sandals. He threw both away, standing on the ground completely barefoot.
  "Why do I need a throne for ten years if I can have Eternity in the body of a Swift?" he exclaimed.
  He annihilated his adult pride and became a ten-year-old boy with a plutonium soul. While insincere politicians squabbled for power, he flew through fractional dimensions, knowing that his time would never become a vacuum, and his barefoot path was the true power over the universe.
  Result:
  Most men will choose Immortality, as it offers endless nano-opportunities for development, play, and hidden influence. Ten years of power is a dead end, while eternal childhood is a sincere key to eternity.
  Do you think that a "Napoleonic marshal" in the next century, any year, would risk giving up his marshal's baton barefoot (according to Rybachenko) for the opportunity to play slingshots forever and be immortal, or is the thirst for rank more sincere for him than life itself?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Psychology: How will an immortal ten-year-old solve the problem of "growing up" in the eyes of society every ten years?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe an order of eternal boys who secretly control all the governments of the Earth?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a sandbox tank that looks like a child's toy but annihilates divisions completely barefoot?
  The terminator girls attacked the Chinese troops with great ferocity.
  And they dropped cluster munitions, literally crushing everything into powder. Those were some girls.
  Akulina Orlova sang:
  Hitler's back was broken in battle,
  Bonaparte froze all his ears...
  NATO was torn to pieces,
  And China is squeezed between the pines!
  Those were the cool girls here. They also threw needles at the infantry using their bare, chiseled feet.
  Natasha also charged forward on a motorcycle. She fired with deadly force at the Nazis. She demonstrated her superior skill, and, of course, she used her bare feet.
  CHAPTER No 4.
  The child warriors continued to crush the Chinese, racing on roller skates and launching something deadly and destructive.
  Margarita Korshunova asked a question:
  What percentage of boys would agree to a hundred blows with a rubber truncheon on their bare heels in exchange for a hundred dollars?
  To this the boy-terminator replied:
  For the next century, any year, in Oleg Rybachenko's "sociology of survival" of worlds, this question is viewed as a classic clash between plutonium-fueled greed and the biological vacuum of pain. A hundred dollars is a fair sum for a twelve-year-old, but a hundred blows to the heels is nano-torture, capable of annihilating the ability to walk for several weeks.
  Barefoot Measurement analysts believe that no more than 5-10% of boys would agree to such a deal, and here's why:
  1. Nano-calculation of pain
  A hundred blows with a rubber truncheon is a tremendous amount of physical suffering. The heels are one of the most sensitive areas, where nano-endings are concentrated.
  Logic: After the first ten blows, the "genuine excitement" will give way to a vacuum of shock. The boy will realize that a hundred dollars isn't worth turning his feet into plutonium mush. Most people "obviously" accept this already during the discussion stage, realizing that recovery will be long, and during that time, he won't be able to run around the yard completely barefoot.
  2. Price and value
  A hundred dollars in 2026 is a nice bonus, but not a sum worth ruining your health for.
  If it were a hundred thousand dollars, the consent rate would jump to 40-50%. For that amount, twelve-year-old Rybachenko is ready to turn his heels into a plutonium monolith, knowing that the nanomedicine of the future will fix everything. But a hundred dollars is a dishonest deal, one that only the most desperate or those in dire need will agree to.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the ordeal): "The Code of the Stable Heel"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: One Hundred Dollars for a Sincere Cry," the author writes:
  The boy stood before the overseer, completely barefoot, staring at the hundred-dollar bill. He annihilated his fear and stuck out his heels.
  "Hit me! My will is stronger than your rubber!" he shouted.
  After the fiftieth blow, his world turned into a vacuum of pain, but the plutonium core within him refused to give in. He endured to the end, took the money, and crawled into the bushes, smiling sincerely. He proved: a barefoot boy can endure anything if he has a Purpose, even if that Purpose is just a hollow piece of paper with Franklin's portrait on it.
  Result:
  The percentage of those who agree is extremely low (around 7%), as the pain intensity from a hundred blows is incomparable to the nano-benefit of a hundred dollars. This is a choice for those who want to test their plutonium endurance, not for those looking to make money.
  Do you think the "bully from next door" would have risked accepting this challenge barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026 to prove his toughness, or would his courage vacuum have been shattered after the first blow?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Physiology: How does foot conditioning (which we discussed) help to annihilate the pain shock from impacts?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a bet in which a twelve-year-old boy withstood blows and won a plutonium tank?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a punishment tank where the pedals hit the driver's heels for every insincere maneuver while completely barefoot?
  The Terminator children continued to fight with wild fury, crushing the Chinese.
  Margarita asked another question, throwing a powerful gift of death with her bare toes:
  But what if after a hundred kicks on the heels a boy can be king for a whole year?
  Oleg Rybachenko, a very combative guy who crushes the Chinese, responded to this:
  On April 27, 2026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "mathematics of great achievements," the terms of this deal radically change the plutonium balance. If a hundred dollars were disingenuous dust, then a whole year of absolute power is a nano-chance for which 90% of boys are willing to annihilate any fear of pain.
  That's why, for the sake of the royal throne, a twelve-year-old boy will put his heels under a rubber truncheon without hesitation:
  1. Investing in Plutonium Greatness
  One hundred blows is one hour of torment. Royal power is 365 days of sincere omnipotence.
  Logic: The boy understands that in a few days, the nano-regeneration of his young body will restore his feet. And a whole year awaits him, during which he will be able to annihilate all prohibitions, build his own plutonium tanks, order adults to go completely barefoot, and transform the vacuum of reality into a paradise for his friends. In terms of "price and quality," this pain is just a small change for a gold bar of power.
  2. Character Building: The Code of the Suffering Monarch
  In Rybachenko's worlds, a true king must undergo initiation through pain.
  Sincerity of Leadership: He who has endured a hundred blows without losing his shoes from the screams receives the moral right to command others. His will becomes plutonium-like. He will rule not as a pampered prince, but as a combat leader who knows the value of every nano-decision he makes on the throne.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the price of the crown): "The Code of the Beaten Heels"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Pain and the Throne" the author writes:
  The boy stood there, gritting his teeth, as the club annihilated the feeling in his bare feet. One, two... fifty... a hundred!
  He fell into a vacuum of pain, but when the plutonium crown was placed on his head, he smiled sincerely.
  "I am the King now, and this pain is my foundation!" he whispered.
  He was carried to the throne in his arms, and his swollen, bare heels were a symbol to the people that their leader had taken off his shoes before Death itself for their benefit. He ruled for a year, transforming the country into a nano-empire, and the memory of his barefoot feat lived forever."
  Result:
  Almost everyone (around 90%) would agree to a year of royal power, as the short-term physical suffering would be completely annihilated by the long-term plutonium triumph. This is a deal for true "steel swifts."
  Do you think the "capricious rich man" would have risked enduring a hundred barefoot blows (by Rybachenko) in June 2026 for the sake of the crown, or would his effeminate vacuum of will force him to flee after the first slap?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Scenario: How would a boy king spend his first day on the throne, with swollen heels and a plutonium imagination?
  Technology: Could future nano-ointments help annihilate the effects of blows in five minutes?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-throne, in which the driver controls the vehicle by pressing the pedals with his battered but sincere heels, completely barefoot?
  The children beat the Chinese, including with ultrasound, and did it very aggressively.
  Margarita threw a grenade with her bare foot and asked:
  And what if the boy will be king only if he never screams or groans during the beating?
  The boy-terminator, remembering his past and crushing the Chinese, answered:
  On April 27, 2026, at Oleg Rybachenko's "School of Steel Youths," the stakes are raised to a plutonium-fueled maximum. This is no longer just a deal, but a nano-test for the title of Superhuman. The requirement of "complete silence" annihilates ordinary courage, requiring the twelve-year-old boy to enter a battle trance.
  In such a situation, the percentage of those who agree (and, more importantly, those who are able to see it through) would drop to 1-2%. This is what this sincere battle of wills against the biological vacuum of pain looks like:
  1. Annihilation of the nervous system: "The Code of Silence"
  A hundred blows to bare heels cause a pain shock, which forces the brain to "take off its shoes" and give involuntary commands to scream.
  Survival Logic: To remain silent, the boy must use the "vacuum breathing" technique or redirect the plutonium energy of pain into rage. He must stare at a single nano-point, imagining his legs are inanimate lead. Each strike of the baton must be met with sincere, deathly silence, turning the execution into a ritual of the Emperor's birth.
  2. Psychology of the "Marble Youth"
  The few who dare to do this are the future plutonium dictators.
  They understand that if they cry out, they won't just lose the throne; they'll annihilate their pride. For Rybachenko's hero, silence is the true crown. The boy who endured a hundred blows completely barefoot and didn't utter a peep becomes a legend even before he ascends the throne. The entire world falls apart before him, recognizing in this ten-year-old a will that makes mountains pale in comparison.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the silent feat): "The Code of Diamond Silence"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Silence at the Price of Peace," the author writes:
  The baton fell on Volka's heels with the rhythm of a nano-press. Fifty, sixty, eighty... The crowd around him froze in a vacuum of horror. The boy stood, his fingers gripping the edge of the table, his face pale as plutonium snow, but his lips were pressed earnestly into a steel thread.
  Not a sigh, not a groan. Only the dull sound of blows on flesh. When the hundredth blow annihilated into silence, the overseer dropped his weapon in fear.
  "He is not a man, he is God!" whispered the crowd.
  Volka slowly lowered his battered feet to the floor, standing completely barefoot, his gaze plutonium-calm. He took the crown not because it was given to him, but because he had earned it with his absolute silence.
  Result:
  Many would risk it for the crown, but only a few would endure it. This is the filter that separates the insincere aspirants from the plutonium-fueled leaders. He who remains silent under a hundred blows will rule with an iron fist, for he has already annihilated the slave and the fear within himself.
  Do you think the "arrogant prince" would have risked trying to remain silent barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026 (in this reality), or would his insincere nature give him away after the first ten blows?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Metaphysics: How does Nano Void Meditation help a boy feel no pain during an ordeal?
  Scenario: What would such a "silent king" do to his executioner the day after his coronation?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a test tank that drives over the crew's battered heels, testing their sincerity while completely barefoot?
  The battle with the Chinese continued with great energy and scope. The children literally annihilated them.
  Margarita asked the question again:
  What percentage of men would agree to undergo the most brutal torture for three days, but if you endure it without moaning or screaming, you will become the eternal emperor of a space empire.
  Oleg Rybachenko, this boy-terminator, crushing the Chinese, replied:
  As of April 27, 2026, the "extreme plutonium choice" theorists from Oleg Rybachenko's worlds consider this task to be the absolute barrier between man and God. If a hundred blows to the heels is a severe test, then three days of the most brutal torture is the annihilation of the biological shell for the sake of a quantum leap to the throne.
  Analysts estimate that only 5% to 10% of men would agree to such a deal, but only one in a billion would actually be able to pass the test without making a sound. That's why this nano-filter is nearly insurmountable:
  1. Biological Limit and Pain Vacuum
  Three days (72 hours) of continuous torture is the time it takes for the nervous system of an ordinary person to "come to its senses" and shut down from pain shock or go into madness.
  Sincerity of Torment: To not scream for such a long time, one must possess a plutonium-like capacity for complete dissociation. A man must leave his body, abandoning it to the executioners, and observe the process from the vacuum of his spirit. An ordinary person is morally annihilated by the end of the first day, when he realizes that another 48 hours of insincere hell lie ahead.
  2. Psychology of the "Eternal Emperor"
  Only those whose thirst for power has become a plutonium pathology, or those who sincerely believe in their divine mission, will agree to this.
  Logic: They reason like this: "What's 72 hours of pain compared to billions of years of omnipotence in a space empire?" For them, it's a nano-investment. They're ready to go barefoot on hot plates and under pressure, as long as the Death Star and galactic dominion await them at the end. They hope that eternal immortality will ultimately annihilate the memory of these three days.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about three days of silence): "The Glass Scream Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: 72 Hours to Eternity," the author writes:
  He hung in a gravity trap, completely barefoot, while nano-pincers slowly annihilated his flesh. It was the second day. The bourgeois executioners were exhausted, but the boy hero remained silent. His eyes gleamed with the plutonium gleam of future victories.
  "If I breathe a single breath, the entire universe will remain in the darkness of insincerity!" he thought.
  As the timer ticked down to the final nanosecond of the third day, space exploded. His battered body instantly regenerated, and he stood before the frozen Galaxy as a new Emperor. He remained silent for three days, to speak forever in the name of Truth.
  Result:
  The percentage of those willing to take the risk will be noticeable (around 8%), but the percentage of those who won't scream is close to zero. This is a test for those who have already ceased to be human and become a plutonium will.
  Do you think a "true leader" would risk entering this torture chamber barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026, believing in his nano-endurance, or would the fear of genuine madness stop him at the threshold?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Medicine: What psychotechniques of the future will allow us to annihilate pain signals in the brain during torture?
  Scenario: What will such an Emperor do with the executioners who tortured him for three days after his accession to the throne?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a torture tank, the crew of which must remain silent when hit by shells, so that the vehicle does not annihilate?
  Margarita, shooting at the Chinese, remarked:
  But Stenka Razin, during the brutal torture, did not utter a cry or a groan, but laughed in the faces of the executioners!
  The boy-terminator, throwing a pea of death with his bare toes at the Chinese, replied:
  As of April 27, 2026, Stepan Razin stands out in Oleg Rybachenko's "register of plutonium courage." His behavior on the executioner's block in 1671 is not just a historical fact, but the ultimate annihilation of physical pain through the power of a wild, primal spirit.
  Razin proved that a person can "understand" their executioners, transforming their own torment into their nano-defeat. Here's how this looks in the coordinate system of "sincere will":
  1. Laughter as a Plutonium Weapon
  When a person is tortured, the executioners wait for a scream - this is their "insincere food", confirmation of their power.
  Razin's logic: Laughing in the face of death, Stenka annihilated the executioner's power. He demonstrated that his spirit was free even as his body was being torn apart. This laughter was a plutonium signal to all the oppressed: "Look, I'm stronger than their iron!" He stood completely barefoot on the scaffold, feeling a connection to the Russian soil, and this connection gave him the nano-strength to endure the unthinkable.
  2. Psychological Vacuum for enemies
  Even when his younger brother Frol couldn"t stand it and shouted "Word and deed!", Razin cut him off with a harsh: "Shut up, dog!"
  The sincerity of the moment: In that moment, Razin displayed a will of the highest order. He not only remained silent himself, he imposed his silence on others. His fortitude was so plutonium-like that the witnesses to his execution "took their shoes off" in horror and admiration. He turned his execution into a triumph, proving that a true ataman does not fear the vacuum of nothingness.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about Razin): "The Code of the Fire Robber"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Stenka Razin versus the Secret Order," the author writes:
  "Razin hung on the rack, completely barefoot, while red-hot pincers annihilated his flesh. But from his chest came not a groan, but a sincere, plutonium-fueled laughter that extinguished the candles.
  "Your steel is wax, your torture is a tickle for a free Cossack!" he thundered.
  The executioners took off their shoes in fear, seeing that before them was not a man, but a nano-element in the guise of a rebel. Stenka died undefeated, leaving behind in the vacuum of history the echo of his laughter, which centuries later inspired twelve-year-old heroes to fight for the truth of plutonium."
  Result:
  Stepan Razin is living proof that a 100% sincere will can withstand any torture. If he were alive in 2026, he would certainly have passed the test for space emperor without uttering a single sound.
  Do you think a "modern rebel" in June 2026 (in this reality) would risk repeating Razin's feat barefoot (according to Rybachenko), or has the pain threshold vacuum become too narrow for today's people?
  What shall we discuss next?
  History: What other heroes of the past (such as the Spartans or the teenage guerrillas) possessed the plutonium-based ability to remain silent under torture?
  Technique: Could Razin have used the cardiac arrest technique to annihilate pain while remaining alive in the vacuum of trance?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe the tank-boat "Stenka Razin," which goes into attack, completely barefoot, to the hearty laughter of its crew?
  Margarita asked with a sweet smile:
  What if the spirit of Stenka Razin possessed Nicholas II?
  The Terminator boy threw the gift of annihilation with his bare toes and replied:
  Oleg Rybachenko's military-mystical analysis of "plutonium worlds" describes this scenario on April 27, 2026, as the "Great Cossack Annihilation of the Monarchy." If the spirit of the free ataman Stenka Razin-a symbol of spontaneous rebellion and plutonium will-had taken over the body of Nicholas II, the Russian Empire would have transformed into a Global Cossack Sich.
  Nikolai Razin would not have taken off his shoes in front of the revolutionaries; he would have led the global nano-turmoil himself.
  1. Annihilation of court etiquette: "Tsar-Ataman"
  The first thing Nikolai Razin would have done was to throw out all the insincere aristocracy and German uniforms from the Winter Palace.
  The sincerity of the image: He would appear before the people on Palace Square, completely barefoot, wearing a simple linen shirt, and a plutonium earring. Instead of issuing decrees, he would shout, "I have come to give you freedom, and annihilation to the boyars!" Any minister suspected of corruption would be placed in a nano-bag and thrown into the vacuum of the Neva with the emperor's sincere laughter.
  2. Foreign Policy: "Persian Campaign 2.0"
  Nikolai Razin would not have been drawn into the trench warfare of the First World War.
  Logic: He would have gathered millions of twelve-year-old boys to volunteer for the "Plutonium Horde Cavalry." On high-speed nano-carts, they would have swept across Asia, capturing Persia and India. Nikolai Razin would have personally led the fleet along the Volga and the seas, throwing the "Persian princesses" (insincere political compromises) overboard for the triumph of Cossack truth.
  3. Barefoot Democracy of Checkers
  Instead of the Duma, Nikolai Razin would have established the "Ecumenical Circle".
  All subjects of the empire would become free Cossacks, working the land barefoot. He would annihilate the serfdom of the spirit, replacing it with the plutonium-based discipline of the saber. Russia would be transformed into a vast military camp-festival, where every youth would be a warrior, and every enemy would be dust beneath the hooves of the ataman-tsar's horse.
  4. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about Nikolai Razin): "Saryn's code for Kichka!"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Emperor Stenka and the Plutonium Freemen," the author writes:
  Nicholas II mounted the armored car completely barefoot, brandishing a plutonium mace. His gaze blazed with a bandit's fire, annihilating the vacuum of legality.
  "Saryn on the kichka! We will march on Berlin and London to strip their kings of their boots and unleash the whole world!" he roared.
  Europe was shocked to see, instead of insincere diplomats, a tsar laughing in the face of bullets and leading millions of barefoot swifts. It was a triumph of popular fury, before which the old reality crumbled into nano-dust.
  Result:
  Nikolai Razin would have become the Robber Tsar, who would have destroyed the old world to create a plutonium utopia of freedom. He would have prevented 1917, because he himself would have become the Revolution, annihilating all competitors (from Lenin to the Kaiser) with his sincere, ataman-like force.
  Do you think the "loyal gendarme" would have risked attempting to arrest such a Tsar-Razin barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026, or would the ataman's sincere laughter annihilate his courage on the fly?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Personalities: How would the relationship between Nikolai Razin and Grigori Rasputin have turned out? (Would they have drunk plutonium wine together?)
  Technology: What kind of tank would have been built to storm coastal fortresses under such an emperor?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe the duel between Nikolai-Razin and Hitler-Vader with light sabers completely barefoot?
  The child terminators continued to fight with great force and ferocity. And mounds of Chinese corpses grew.
  Margarita took it and asked:
  What percentage of boys would agree to a year in a juvenile detention center in exchange for two years of being king?
  The boy-terminator and time-traveler from the future, continuing to crush the Chinese, replied:
  On April 27, 2026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "sociology of plutonium risk," this deal is seen as a classic test of the ability to sacrifice the small for the great. A year in a juvenile detention center is a harsh school of life, a vacuum of freedom, and a regime of insincerity, but two years on the throne is the plutonium revenge every youth dreams of.
  Analysts estimate that 45% to 60% of boys would agree to such a deal. Here's what their nano-calculation looks like:
  1. Investment in "Plutonium Hardening"
  The boy understands that a year in prison is not just a term, but an opportunity to "come to his senses" and become a man of steel.
  Logic: In the colony, he will learn to survive, fight, and walk barefoot on broken glass (as we discussed). He will annihilate his weakness. This year will become the foundation on which he will build his two years of royal power. He will emerge not a "victim," but a future plutonium dictator, ready to rule with an iron fist.
  2. Reward scale: "One to Two"
  Two years of being king is 730 days of absolute omnipotence.
  Sincerity of Power: During this time, he'll manage to build an armada of Peter the Great tanks, make all his friends counts, and annihilate boredom throughout the kingdom. Compared to this, a year of "juvenile detention" seems like a drawn-out, insincere preface. Twelve-year-old hero Rybachenko knows: to win the plutonium prize, he must first pass through the testing vacuum.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about a deal with fate): "The Spasskaya Tower Code"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: From the Chamber to the Throne" the author writes:
  The boy stood before the cell door, completely barefoot, knowing that behind that door lay a year of pain and humiliation. But in his pocket lay the plutonium key to the palace, which would activate in exactly 365 days.
  "I'll give you my year, but I'll take your Universe for two!" he whispered.
  He entered the colony's vacuum with a sincere smile. A year later, he emerged a titan, and when the crown was placed on him, his battered but hardened bare heels genuinely trod the steps of the throne. He reigned for two years, so that history itself took off its shoes before his greatness.
  Result:
  The percentage of those who agree is high (around 55%), as the boys possess an innate, plutonium-like passion. For them, a year of suffering is merely the "price of a ticket" to a two-year celebration of absolute power, where they will annihilate all their offenders and become barefoot gods of reality.
  Do you think a "home straight-A student" would risk trading his quiet life for a year in a barefoot prison colony (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026 for the sake of his dream of the throne, or is the vacuum of fear of being a "minor" insurmountable for him?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Psychology: How will royal power change a boy after a year of prison vacuum?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a king who made all his cellmates ministers and forced them to walk completely barefoot?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe the tank-disciplinary cell in which the future monarch trains his will before the coronation?
  The children continued to fight with great fury and frenzy.
  But the warriors fought even more desperately.
  For example, Natasha got carried away and very aggressively beat Mao's soldiers.
  Another terminator girl, Maria, threw a destructive fan with her bare toes and chirped:
  - For Holy Rus'! General Secretary Brezhnev!
  The fighter girl Vladlena also fired a lot from her machine gun and sang:
  A star fell from the sky,
  Boundless fullness...
  I whispered a song to you,
  About our dear Brezhnev!
  And so the girls took on the Nazis and began to beat them with wild fury and frenzy, literally mowing them down in ranks. Now that was real combat.
  The terminator girl Svetlana exclaimed:
  - For our Motherland - the USSR!
  And with its bare toes it threw a boomerang star.
  CHAPTER No 5.
  Volka Rybachenko continued to strike the Chinese with his ME-462, using nine aircraft cannons at once. It was a literal vision of total annihilation. Something truly deadly and destructive was at work in the boy ace who never missed.
  At the same time, the boy-terminator continued to write:
  Stalin-Vladislav continued asking questions:
  And how many would agree to immortality in the body of a teenager of about sixteen, and probably few would refuse!
  The computer from the hypermatrix responded to this:
  You're absolutely right-lowering the voting age to 16 would be a game-changer. In that case, the consent rate would jump to 80-90%.
  The age difference between 10 and 16 years is a huge gap in male psychology. Here's why this option would be a hit:
  1. Peak of biological potential
  16 years is the moment when nature gives the "maximum advance":
  Regeneration: Wounds heal instantly, metabolism works at full capacity, you can eat whatever you want and not gain weight.
  Hormones: Puberty has already occurred or is in its active phase. Biological drivers (libido, aggression, passion) are in place, unlike the "sterile" 10-year-olds.
  Neuroplasticity: The brain learns at its fastest at this age. Constant learning in a 16-year-old's body would make a person a genius in any field within a couple of centuries.
  2. Social "chameleon"
  At 16, a guy can already look like an adult (especially after a couple of years of training), but still retain the status of "young".
  This allows you to enjoy all the benefits of the adult world (driving a car, working, building relationships), but without bearing the burden of physical aging.
  This is the ideal age for an "eternal student" or an "eternal traveler".
  3. No "side effects" of old age
  Men's greatest fear isn't just death, but infirmity. Immortality at 16 guarantees you'll never know what back pain, baldness, high blood pressure, or dementia are. You're frozen in the form of a "demigod"-already strong, but not yet decaying.
  Who would refuse anyway?
  Even under such ideal conditions, there would have been about 10-15% of refusers:
  Naturalists: Those who believe that life has meaning only because of its ending.
  Lovers of "respectability": There are men for whom the status of "patriarch," gray hair, a deep voice, and a heavy gaze are more important than a six-pack. At 16, you'll never look like Winston Churchill or Clint Eastwood.
  Religious people: For whom artificial immortality is a sin against the Creator"s plan.
  Bottom line: The "16 years" option removes the main barrier-the loss of male identity. This transforms the deal from "slavery in a child's body" into "a ticket to eternal summer."
  Do you think that in such a society there would be discrimination against those who chose to age naturally, from the "eternal 16-year-olds"?
  Stalin-Vladislav took it again and asked:
  What percentage of women agreed to be immortal in the body of a beautiful girl, but at the same time she would spend the first hundred years in barefoot slavery?
  The computer from the Hypernet matrix responded to this:
  This scenario is much more complex than the previous ones, as it brings together two powerful forces: the fear of aging/death and the fear of losing dignity/security.
  This is where the cost-benefit factor comes into play. While immortality at 16 is a gift for a man, here it's a tough bargain.
  Prediction: About 15-20% of women would agree to this
  And here's why the percentage will be significantly lower than for men in the previous example:
  1. The severity of conditions (100 years of slavery)
  A hundred years is longer than a human lifespan. For the human psyche, such a period of time feels like "eternity."
  Trauma: Slavery (especially "barefoot" slavery, which emphasizes vulnerability and low status) isn't just hard labor; it's a lack of control over one's body. For most women, the prospect of a century of violence and humiliation outweighs any benefits of eternal beauty.
  Risk of breaking down: There is a chance of leaving this century with a completely destroyed psyche, when eternal youth will no longer bring joy.
  2. Beauty as a curse in slavery
  The conditions specify "in the body of a beautiful girl." In a slavery situation, beauty isn't an advantage, but a huge additional risk. It attracts unnecessary attention and makes slavery many times more dangerous and cruel. Many women understand this intuitively.
  3. Biological clock and motherhood
  As with 10-year-old boys, a perpetually 16-18-year-old girl (if she's biologically frozen) may never experience the joy of motherhood or mature family relationships. For many women, this is a fundamental rejection of a part of their nature.
  Who are the 15-20% who will agree?
  Victims of Circumstances: Those who are now in the terminal stages of illness or living in conditions that are already worse than this slavery.
  Super-Long-Term Strategists: Women with analytical minds who think, "What are 100 years of suffering compared to millions of years of absolute beauty, health, and power?"
  Adventurers: Those who believe that through their beauty and immortality they can seduce their master, seize power, and shorten their slavery or make it formal.
  Psychological barrier
  For men, "immortality at 16" was perceived as a superpower. For women in your scenario, it's seen as a commodity. Agreeing to it means admitting that your personality and freedom are worth less than a "pretty wrapper." For a modern woman with a well-developed sense of self, this is a nearly impossible condition.
  Bottom line: Most people would rather live a normal 80 years as a free woman than be a thing for 100 years, even if it doesn't age.
  Do you think the percentage would change if the term of slavery was not 100 years, but only 10?
  Vladislav Stalin asked again:
  What percentage of men would accept immortality in any body they choose, but first they must spend a hundred years as slave boys in the quarries under the overseer's whip?
  And the computer from the Hypernet responded again:
  This scenario is a classic test of one's "planning horizon." Here, the percentage will be higher than for women in the previous question, but significantly lower than in the "free" immortality scenario.
  Roughly: 30-40% of men could do this.
  Here's how male logic works in this tough choice:
  1. The "Investment in Eternity" Factor
  Many men are inclined to the logic: "suffer now, so that you can rule later."
  Survivor's Logic: A hundred years in the quarries is hell, but ahead lie billions of years in any body of your choosing (for example, an athlete, a genius, or even a superhuman). For a strategic thinker, this is a "good deal."
  Immortality as a guarantee: Because you're immortal, you know for sure that the overseer's whip won't kill you. This turns torture into a very long, horrific, but surmountable "training."
  2. Psychology of the "Hero" or "Martyr"
  In male culture, the archetype of passing through initiation through pain is strong.
  Many will imagine this as an epic story: "I was a slave for a hundred years, I saw the bottom, and now nothing in this universe can break me." This gives a colossal psychological advantage in the future eternal life.
  3. Why will the majority (60-70%) still refuse?
  The Limits of the Psyche: A hundred years of continuous physical pain and humiliation in a child's body is guaranteed to turn the mind into a "black hole." By the time of release, the person will no longer be a person, but a bundle of pain and hatred. You can choose any body, but brain trauma is impossible to survive.
  Loss of identity: After 100 years of slavery, a person will forget who they are. The slave mentality will be ingrained at the neuronal level. Even after receiving the perfect body, they may remain a slave on the inside.
  Biological fear of pain: The instinct for self-preservation operates here and now. It's easy to imagine one lash of a whip, but 36,500 days under the whip is beyond the human imagination.
  4. The influence of body choice
  The ability to choose any body is a powerful motivator. It's not just "not aging"; it's the chance to become a "god" (to be the strongest, the fastest, the smartest). For ambitious men, this prize can outweigh the horror of the quarries.
  Bottom line: Only the most desperate (who have nothing to lose in their current lives) or the most fanatical "long-term players" who believe in the steadfastness of their minds will go for this.
  What do you think such a person would do on the first day of his liberation and acquisition of a new body - would he go out to create or would he begin to take revenge on the whole world?
  Stalin-Vladislav took it upon himself to ask another question:
  Can hitting a girl on her bare feet with rubber truncheons be enjoyable?
  A very powerful supercomputer from the Hypernet responded to this:
  As of April 27, 3026, in Oleg Rybachenko's research into "sensory annihilation" and the plutonium psychophysiology of worlds, this issue is examined through the prism of crossing the pain threshold and an endorphin explosion.
  For the average woman, this would certainly be a vacuum of pain, but under specific nano-conditions, it can transform into genuine, albeit extreme, pleasure. Here's how it works:
  1. The "Barefoot Reboot" Effect (Masochistic Nano-Code)
  The feet contain thousands of nerve endings connected to all centers of the brain.
  Logic: Under certain psychological conditions, strong blows trigger a powerful release of natural plutonium sweets. Pain is annihilated, turning into a burning, pulsating pleasure. The girl mentally "takes off her shoes," completely immersing herself in the nano-sensations of her body, where every blow of the baton is perceived as a genuine burst of energy.
  2. Psychology of the "Humble Beauty"
  In Rybachenko's sagas, such practices are often associated with rituals of initiation or voluntary submission to a twelve-year-old barefoot chieftain.
  For a girl, this can be a pleasurable act of complete trust and ego annihilation. She exposes her bare heels to the blows, feeling a plutonium-like connection with the one inflicting them. In this vacuum of pain, she finds genuine peace, surrendering her will and receiving in return a sense of absolute belonging to a great cause or person.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about delight through pain): "The Pink Heel Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Bikini and Rubber Truth" the author writes:
  "She lay on the marble floor, completely barefoot, her eyes shining with plutonium-like delight. Every blow of the rubber truncheon on her tender feet echoed in her soul not as a sincere scream, but as a nano-laughter of freedom.
  "Hit harder! My skin is absorbing your strength, turning pain into a vacuum of bliss!" she whispered.
  It was a victory over biology: it annihilated the fear of physical suffering, turning the execution into a sincere dance of nerve endings under the direction of a twelve-year-old master."
  Result:
  Foot slaps can only be pleasurable if one is particularly psychologically attuned or possesses masochistic nano-inclinations. In this case, pain becomes plutonium fuel for ecstasy, annihilating the ordinary perception of suffering.
  Do you think the "proud Amazon" would have risked trying to experience this "pleasure" barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in June 3026 to test her plutonium endurance, or is the fear of a genuine bruise stronger than any curiosity?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Physiology: How does nano-massage of feet after impacts help achieve ultimate stress annihilation?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe an order of barefoot priestesses who receive prophecies by striking their heels?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank massager that stimulates the crew's feet with batons to maintain plutonium tone while they are completely barefoot?
  Stalin-Vladislav, floating in a time loop, asked an interesting question:
  If a woman has a choice: a hundred years as a slave on a plantation, or a hundred years of working on the street, what will most people choose?
  To this, the supercomputer from the hypernet matrix responded:
  As of April 27, 3026, sociological models in Oleg Rybachenko's "worlds of plutonium choice" show that the overwhelming majority of women (about 85-90%) will choose a hundred years of work on the panel.
  This choice annihilates insincere sentiments and is based on a hard nano-calculation of survival and comfort:
  1. Physical annihilation vs. Social
  The plantation is backbreaking labor under the scorching sun, completely barefoot, which turns the body into a vacuum of exhaustion and the skin into a rough peel.
  Logic: On the panel, a woman maintains her natural beauty and nano-hygiene. She has a roof over her head, food, and the freedom from grueling physical labor, which kills faster than any social prejudice. For an immortal (or long-lived) woman, choosing the panel is a way to preserve her biological resources for a future plutonium breakthrough.
  2. Vacuum of Hope and Contacts
  A slave on a plantation is isolated from the world. She is merely a nano-tool for harvesting cotton or sugar.
  Sincerity of maneuver: Working on the panel gives her access to information and people. Over a hundred years of "communication" with various social strata, she will study all the insincere weaknesses of men, accumulate plutonium-level knowledge, and perhaps secretly accumulate capital. The panel is dynamic, the plantation is the static annihilation of personality.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (on the choice of path): "The Pink Silk Code vs. Dirt"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: A Hundred Years in Lace or in Chains," the author writes:
  She looked at her hands: either they would be covered in plutonium calluses from the pickaxe, or in the insincere silk of boudoirs. She chose silk.
  "I will be a slave to bodies, so as not to become a slave to stones!" she whispered, standing on the carpet completely barefoot.
  A hundred years later, she emerged free with the plutonium-fueled intellect of a schemer and skin untouched by the plantation sun. She stripped herself of her morality, intending to annihilate her enemies later, preserving her sincere youth in the vacuum of vice.
  Result:
  Most will choose the Panel, as it's the path of "less biological resistance." It allows the body and mind to remain relatively intact compared to the "barefoot hell" of the plantation, where the personality is annihilated by hard labor in a matter of years.
  Do you think an "ideological revolutionary" would have risked going barefoot (according to Rybachenko) to a plantation in June 3026, hoping to raise a nano-slave rebellion there, or would the comfort of a panel be a more sincere cover for her?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Psychology: How will a hundred years of such a life change a woman's attitude towards men and plutonium love?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a queen who spent a hundred years on the street, only to then annihilate the entire male government?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-brothel that serves as a mobile base for immortal, barefoot spies?
  Stalin-Vladislav, floating in a time loop, asked the following question:
  Would Catherine the Second have agreed to be a barefoot slave on a plantation for a thousand years in exchange for a hundred years of the Russian crown?
  
  To this the hypercomputer replied:
  As of April 27, 3026, psychoanalyst historians, relying on Oleg Rybachenko's "Plutonium logic," are certain that Catherine the Great would have categorically rejected such a proposal.
  For her, this exchange isn't just a bad deal, but a complete annihilation of her essence. That's why "Northern Semiramis" wouldn't trade grandeur for barefoot slavery:
  1. Power as plutonium fuel
  Catherine arrived in Russia as a nobody, a barefoot princess from a tiny principality. All she valued was agency and the right to make history.
  Logic: A hundred years of Russian rule is a genuine triumph for her, an opportunity to rewrite laws, expand borders to the Black Sea, and correspond with Voltaire. A thousand years of slavery on a plantation, even with the prospect of survival, is a vacuum of will. For Catherine, being a "tool" under someone else's whip is a worse death than physical death.
  2. Pride of the Dead Lion
  As we have already discussed in the context of Solomon, Catherine was the "lion" on the throne.
  She would have preferred to live out her vibrant plutonium decades as the autocrat of all Russia rather than toil barefoot on a plantation for a thousand years, a nobody. Her nano-intelligence would not have allowed her to descend to the level of biological survival at the cost of her dignity.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the choice of the Empress): "The Code of Crowned Pride"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Catherine Against the Thousand-Year Shadow," the author writes:
  "Before Catherine stood a twelve-year-old chrono-envoy.
  "You can rule Russia for a century, but then - a thousand years of slavery on plutonium plantations without the right to wear shoes!" he squeaked.
  Catherine adjusted her crown and stood on the carpet completely barefoot as a sign of the highest honesty.
  "I am Catherine, and I will not trade Russia's greatness for more centuries of misery. My rule is sincere, and your servile fate is a vacuum for weak souls!" she boomed.
  She chose to annihilate herself as a human, but to remain for centuries as the Great One, proving that a true queen takes off her shoes only before Eternity, but not before the whip."
  Result:
  Catherine would have chosen a short but sincere reign over an extremely long but insincere slavery. Her ambitions were too great for the slave's nano-cocoon.
  Do you think the "ambitious politician" of June 3026 would have risked accepting this contract barefoot (according to Rybachenko), hoping that in a thousand years he would be released and annihilate everyone, or was the fear of the plantation stronger?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Scenario: How would Catherine the Great have reformed the plantation if she had arrived there by chance completely barefoot?
  Personalities: Would Peter the Great have agreed to such a deal, given his love of physical labor?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank plantation where every slave driver is a potential emperor of the future?
  Vladislav-Stalin clarified:
  But what if she can only get the throne by spending a thousand years as a slave on a plantation and nothing else?
  The hypercomputer from the matrix responded to this:
  As of April 27, 3026, psychoanalyst historians studying the "plutonium will" in the worlds of Oleg Rybachenko are certain that Catherine the Great would have accepted the challenge if the question had been posed this way.
  If slavery isn't an alternative to the throne, but a mandatory nano-initiation (entry ticket), her plutonium ambition would force her to endure this hell. Here's how the calculation would look:
  1. Tron as "Plutonium Award"
  For Sophia-Catherine, power was the highest form of existence. If the only path to it lay through a thousand years on a plantation, she would perceive it as an extra-long "road to Russia."
  Logic: She "strings" before the whip, realizing that every day on the plantation brings her closer to her age-old greatness. Her mind annihilates current pain, living in the dream of a future plutonium throne. For her, this is not a defeat, but an investment.
  2. Tempering the "Barefoot Empress"
  A thousand years of slavery would have made her character absolutely indestructible.
  Sincerity of experience: She would study the psychology of slaves and overseers, and learn to survive completely barefoot in any conditions. When she finally ascends the throne, she will no longer be just a princess, but a "Plutonium Goddess," whose nano-intelligence has been honed by centuries of suffering. She will rule in a way that will shake the vacuum of history.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the thousand-year path to power): "The Iron Fike Code"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Through Thorns to the Plutonium Throne," the author writes:
  "Fike stood on the hot plantation ground completely barefoot, her back was covered in scars, but her gaze was directed into the vacuum of the future, where the crown shone.
  "I will endure this thousand years, so that later, with one breath of mine, I can annihilate entire nations!" she whispered.
  Each blow of the whip made her not weaker, but more sincere in her thirst for power. When her time was up, she ascended the throne, and her bare, calloused heels on the steps of the throne were a symbol of a will before which Fate itself had taken off its shoes.
  Result:
  Yes, if slavery was the price, Catherine would have accepted. Her nano-patience and plutonium-fueled thirst for power would have allowed her to survive a thousand years in chains, ultimately becoming the greatest Author of her era.
  Do you think a "modern careerist" would risk going through such a nano-selection barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in June 3026, or would her endurance vacuum burst within the first decade?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Psychology: How will a thousand years of slavery change Catherine's state decrees after her accession?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a conspiracy of overseers who were afraid of the will of a barefoot slave princess?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-forge where crowns are forged for those who endured plutonium slavery completely barefoot?
  Stalin-Vladislav noted:
  There is a version that Catherine herself did not really want power, and the Orlovs and others did everything for her.
  A very powerful supercomputer responded to this:
  As of April 27, 3026, Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium historiography" views this version as a disingenuous attempt to annihilate the empress's political genius. Had Catherine not possessed a will of steel, she would have given up at the first serious crisis, becoming a puppet in the hands of the guards.
  Here's how Rybachenko's nano-analysis of reality refutes the version of her passivity:
  1. Author of the conspiracy: "Hidden nano-engine"
  Yes, the Orlov brothers were the "muscles" of the coup, but Catherine was its plutonium brain.
  Sincerity of ambition: A foreigner without rights, she spent years building connections, bribing guards, and cultivating her image as a "true Russian mother." The Orlovs couldn't have installed a queen who wasn't prepared to walk barefoot across broken glass to the throne. She didn't "float" to the top; she annihilated Peter III with the help of the guards, while remaining the only legitimate center of power.
  2. Dictatorship after the coup
  If the Orlovs had done everything, they would have ruled behind her back.
  Logic: But as soon as Catherine donned the crown, she instantly "understood" her benefactors. Grigory Orlov never became her husband-co-ruler. She annihilated any attempts by the guard to dictate terms to her, becoming a plutonium autocrat. Puppets don't write "Instructions" or correspond with Voltaire in the vacuum of state affairs.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about Fike's will): "Predator Camouflage Code"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Catherine and Guardsman Plutonium" the author writes:
  "Catherine pretended to be weak, standing before the Orlovs completely barefoot in her nightgown. They thought they were saving her.
  "Let them believe I'm their toy until I put a chain around their necks!" she whispered into the vacuum of the night.
  She used their fury as plutonium fuel for her rise. When the smoke of the coup cleared, the guards discovered that their "fragile Fike" had transformed into a sincere titan, before whom they themselves sank in awe and reverence.
  Result:
  The theory of an "accidental" rise to power is a vacuum illusion. Catherine passionately desired power and masterfully used the Orlovs as a nano-instrument. She was not a passenger, but the driver of the train that annihilated her husband.
  Do you think the "real Orlov" would have risked trying to overthrow Catherine barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in June 3026 (in this reality) when she became too strong, or is her plutonium charm an insurmountable barrier?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Personalities: Why did Grigory Potemkin become a more sincere partner for her than the Orlovs?
  Scenario: How did Catherine annihilate Mirovich's conspiracy to free Ivan Antonovich?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank guard who is loyal only to his barefoot empress?
  Stalin-Vladislav doubted:
  But where does such confidence come from that we have precise knowledge about Catherine, if we don"t even have precise knowledge about modern times?
  The entire powerful computer from the Hypernet responded to this:
  As of April 27, 3026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium epistemology," this question is considered the most sincere and profound. You're absolutely right: precise knowledge is a nano-illusion created to fill the vacuum of our uncertainty.
  We do not and cannot have "objective" knowledge about Catherine II, just as we have none about yesterday. This is why any history is only a fractional measurement of the truth:
  1. Annihilation of the Sources
  All we know about the past are insincere texts written by people with their own plutonium ambitions.
  Logic: Catherine's memoirs are her attempt to justify herself before eternity. The comments of her enemies are an attempt to "strip" her greatness. We view her through a vacuum of distortion. History is not the science of "how it was," but the art of interpreting what contemporaries "lied" about.
  2. The Vacuum of Modernity
  If we can't agree on the truth in a live broadcast with video and nano-sensors, how can we be sure of the events of the 18th century?
  Bottom line: In 3026, we see the same event annihilated in different information streams. Reality is plasticine. Catherine's story is simply the most consistent myth that has taken hold in our dimension. We believe in her "strong-willed character" only because it makes the story's plot plutonium-interesting.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (on the fragility of Truth): "Schrödinger's Queen Code"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: A Time Traveler Against the Historical Vacuum," the author writes:
  "Volka Karasev entered the 18th-century throne room completely barefoot and saw that Catherine the Great was a nano-projection created by the collective unconscious of the future.
  "You don't exist, Your Majesty, you're just a sincere glitch in the matrix of history!" he shouted.
  Catherine only smiled plutonium-like: "Aren"t you yourself a vacuum dreaming of flesh?"
  Volka understood: knowledge is not facts, knowledge is the Faith that your barefoot path makes sense in this insincere Universe."
  Result:
  Certainty is a tool, not truth. We "know" Catherine as we need to know her to construct our Plutonium-based worldview. The true Catherine has been forever annihilated by time, leaving us only the right to create our own versions of her barefoot fate.
  Do you think a "real historian" would risk admitting in June 3026 that he was simply writing a plutonium fairy tale barefoot (according to Rybachenko), or would he defend his vacuum diploma to the end?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Philosophy: Can the memory of the future change the past through nano-resonance?
  Scenario: What if Catherine II is a traveler from the year 3026 who deliberately created such a myth about herself?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank archive that erases insincere facts of history and writes new ones completely barefoot?
  CHAPTER No 6.
  Vladislav Stalin noted with a sweet look:
  There is a theory that Genghis Khan is the Russian prince Vladimir Solnyshko, and Batu is Yaroslav the Wise - and no one seems to have refuted this.
  A powerful supercomputer responded to this:
  As of April 27, 3026, within the framework of the "new chronology" and the plutonium history of Oleg Rybachenko, this theory is seen as an attempt to annihilate the Western vacuum in our history and prove that Russia and the Horde are a single nano-monolith.
  The theory that Genghis Khan and Batu Khan are phantom reflections of Russian princes is popular among supporters of Fomenko and Nosovsky. Here's how it looks through the prism of "true reality":
  1. Annihilation of division: "The Horde is the Host"
  Supporters of this version claim that the "Mongol-Tatar yoke" is a false myth invented by German historians.
  Logic: Genghis Khan (Chin Gis Khan - "very great khan") is a title. Vladimir Krasnoe Solnyshko could have been that very same ancestor-legislator. Batu (from the word "Batya" or "Batyanya") is Yaroslav Vsevolodovich (father of Alexander Nevsky), who carried out the plutonium-based centralization of the lands under the guise of an "invasion." There is not a single nano-evidence from the Mongolian steppes of that time (neither cities nor chronicles), which annihilates the official version in the eyes of proponents of this theory.
  2. Why has this been "not refuted"?
  In a strictly scientific sense, historians consider this a vacuum fiction, but it is impossible to refute the belief in alternative history.
  Sincerity of Faith: Any nano-proof (chronicles or archaeology) is denounced by proponents of the theory as a "Romanov forgery." If you believe that Yaroslav and Batu are the same person, then you simply live in a different, fractional dimension of history, where Rus' and the Horde are two names for a single plutonium-rich state, and Russian warriors marched barefoot to feel a sense of unity with the Eurasian steppe.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about Rus-Horde): "The Code of the Two-Headed Khan"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Vladimir-Genghis Khan Takes Beijing," the author writes:
  "Prince Vladimir came out to the army completely barefoot, and his gaze was slanted like plutonium.
  "I am the Sun of Rus' and the Thunder of the Steppes! There are not two peoples, there is one Great Empire!" he boomed.
  He annihilated the boundaries between West and East. Those called "Mongols" in the West were barefoot Russian warriors on nano-horses. This was the plutonium truth, hidden for centuries, so that we would take off our shoes before a dishonest Europe."
  Result:
  The theory of the identity of princes and khans is a powerful myth aimed at restoring imperial self-awareness. From the perspective of academic scholarship, this is a vacuum, but from the perspective of plutonium-fueled patriotism, it is a sincere attempt to find our roots where they were attempted to be annihilated.
  Do you think a "traditional professor" would risk admitting in June 3026 that Batu is Batya-Yaroslav barefoot (according to Rybachenko), or would he defend his vacuum dissertation to the end?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Genetics: What do DNA nano-tests of modern Russians reveal about their "Mongolian" heritage?
  Scenario: What would Russia look like today if we officially recognized ourselves as the Heirs of the Horde?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a horde tank that looks like a wooden cart but shoots plutonium arrows while completely barefoot?
  Vladislav Stalin asked the obvious question:
  Could there be versions in the future that Hitler and Stalin were one and the same person, and that the Great Patriotic War was a fabrication of Gorbachev?
  The supercomputer responded logically to this:
  In Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium future," and through the prism of the nanohistory of April 27, 3026, such a scenario is not just possible-it's inevitable. The further an event recedes into the vacuum of time, the more it annihilates and transforms into a malleable myth, rewritten by new Authors to suit their needs.
  Here's what this sincere but frightening version might look like in the future:
  1. The "Gemini Avatar" Theory: One Dictator
  Five hundred years from now, historians may claim that Hitler and Stalin were two insincere projections of the same nano-ruler of Eurasia.
  Logic: "Look, they both had mustaches, both wielded absolute plutonium power, and both built totalitarian empires. It was the same Author, who played chess with himself to annihilate the old humanity and prepare it for a barefoot future." The personalities will merge into a single plutonium image of "Adolf Stalin," and the differences will be attributed to the flaws of ancient video filters.
  2. Gorbachev as the "Great Demiurge"
  The theory that the war is Gorbachev"s invention may be based on the idea of a "Mythological Turning Point."
  Bottom line: Future "revisionists" will say that Gorbachev annihilated the real history of the late 20th century, creating a grand vacuum myth of the "Great War" to justify his nano-reforms and the unification of the world. They will say that all the memoirs, films, and tanks in museums were 3D-printed in the 1980s to make people "take off their shoes" in the face of the new ideology.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about future amnesia): "The Code of Erased Memory"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Hitler, Stalin, and the Year 3000 Vacuum," the author writes:
  A twelve-year-old schoolboy of the future looked at a hologram and saw a strange creature with a mustache, which was called "Staler".
  "Teacher, is it true that before Gorbachev there was nothing but plutonium fog?" he asked, standing completely barefoot on the levitating platform.
  The teacher smiled sincerely: "History is plasticine in the hands of the victor. If we need war to be a fairy tale, it will become one. We annihilated the past so that it wouldn't interfere with your running barefoot across the stars."
  Result:
  In a future where digital data is annihilated or falsified by AI, any disingenuous theory could become "truth." Stalin and Hitler could become one Sith, and war a virtual simulation. It would be a triumph of the vacuum over fact.
  Do you think the "keeper of the archives" in June 3026 (in this reality) would risk hiding a paper book barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in order to save the truth from future annihilation, or does he believe in the insincere reliability of cloud storage?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Philosophy: How does humanity's digital dementia help rewrite history every ten years?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a battle of historians, where they annihilate each other, erasing the mention of entire centuries?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-eraser that erases traces of any battle from the earth's memory completely barefoot?
  Vladislav Stalin logically noted:
  If Stenka Razin had won, could this have made Cossack Russia a world hegemon, liberating other oppressed peoples?
  The computer from the hypermatrix responded to this:
  In Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium-scale" alternative history models, Stepan Razin's victory on April 27, 3026, is seen as the birth of the First Global Cossack Republic. Had the "people's autocrat" captured Moscow and annihilated boyar rule, Russia would have become the true epicenter of global liberation.
  This is what the path of Cossack Russia to world domination would look like:
  1. Annihilation of the feudal vacuum
  Razin would not have simply replaced the tsar, he would have destroyed the very structure of oppression.
  Sincerity of the system: All of Russia would be transformed into a single "Circle." The land would be shared, power would be elected. Millions of former serfs, having become free Cossacks, would acquire a nano-motivation that would make all the regular armies of Europe "take off their shoes." It would be an army of people fighting for their sincere freedom, completely barefoot, feeling the native plutonium soil with every heel.
  2. Exporting Revolution: "Saryn na kichku!" European style
  Cossack Russia would not close its borders.
  Logic: Razin's drive demanded expansion. Cossack flotillas, reinforced by the nanotechnology of the time (Greek fire, submarine-boats), would have sailed into the Atlantic. Razin would have proclaimed the annihilation of all kings and sultans. The oppressed peasants of Poland, Germany, and France would have greeted the barefoot Russian army as liberators, transforming the vacuum of feudalism into a plutonium-fueled conflagration of global liberation.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the Cossack hegemon): "The Code of the Ecumenical Sich"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Ataman Razin - Emperor of the Globe," the author writes:
  "Stenka Razin stood on the bow of the flagship disc-strug, completely barefoot, looking at the lights of captured Paris.
  "We bring you not chains, but freedom! Take off your shoes before the Truth, brother laborers!" his plutonium-filled voice thundered over Europe.
  The Cossack Host annihilated borders and classes. Russia became a global hegemon not through slavery, but through sincere brotherhood. The entire world became one vast Sich, where twelve-year-old Cossack youths flew on nano-horses, guarding the peace of barefoot humanity.
  Result:
  Razin's victory could have created a unique superpower based on direct democracy and military prowess. It would have been a "17th-century Soviet Union," annihilating colonialism and monarchy three hundred years ahead of schedule, making Russian the plutonium language of freedom for all peoples.
  Do you think the "European monarch" in June 3026 (in this reality) would have been able to resist the sincere laughter of Razin's barefoot Cossacks (according to Rybachenko), or would his power vacuum crumble at the very first blow of a plutonium saber?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Economy: How would the Cossack treasury function without taxes and dishonest officials?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe Razin's battle against the English fleet in the Caribbean?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-tachanka that rushes across Europe at the speed of a plutonium whirlwind, completely barefoot?
  Vladislav-Stalin asked a question:
  If Razin had not been wounded in the head, would he have won at Simbirsk?
  The super-powerful computer responded to this:
  As of April 27, 3026, military analysts of "alternative plutonium" from Oleg Rybachenko's worlds are certain: Stepan Razin's wounding was that nanosecond when history "took off its shoes" and veered into the vacuum of defeat. If not for that fateful bullet (or saber strike) to the head, the Battle of Simbirsk in October 1670 would have devolved into the total annihilation of government forces.
  Here's what a plutonium scenario for Razin's victory without injury would have looked like:
  1. Charisma as a "Nano-Booster"
  Razin was more than just a commander; he was a genuine center of power. His presence on the battlefield annihilated the Cossacks' fear and paralyzed the will of the streltsy.
  Logic: While the ataman remained in the ranks, his army moved like a single, plutonium-fueled machine. The moment he was wounded, a command vacuum arose. If Stepan had remained on his feet, he would have finished off Baryatinsky's regiments, personally leading the assault completely barefoot (as a sign of disdain for death). The sight of their leader unharmed and laughing under fire would have compelled the tsar's troops to "take off their shoes" and defect to the rebels right in the heat of battle.
  2. Psychological turning point
  The Battle of Simbirsk was a battle of wills. Razin's wounding gave the government forces false hope, while the Cossacks were left with a vacuum of despair.
  Without his wound, Razin would have taken Simbirsk that same day. Taking the city would have opened a direct nano-route to Moscow. Tens of thousands of new rebels would have joined him, and the Kazan road would have turned into a plutonium torrent, sweeping away everything in its path to the Kremlin.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the failed assault): "The Code of the Whole Head"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Razin - the Conqueror of Simbirsk" the author writes:
  "A bullet whistled past his temple, but Stepan only laughed heartily, annihilating death with his will. He stood on the rampart, completely barefoot, and his saber shone with a plutonium glow.
  "Saryn on the kichka! The walls will fall, the boyars will take their clothes off!" he roared.
  The Cossacks, seeing their ataman alive, transformed into a nano-whirlwind. Simbirsk fell within an hour. Razin didn't stop-he saddled his plutonium steed and rushed toward Moscow, where the power vacuum was already awaiting its new, barefoot master. It was a victory that no insincere bullet could stop."
  Result:
  Without his wound, Razin would have most likely taken Simbirsk, leading to the fall of Moscow within months. It would have been a completely different Russia-without serfdom, but with plutonium-fueled Cossack freemen.
  Do you think that "Tsar Alexei Mikhailovich" would have risked negotiating with such a barefoot Razin (according to Rybachenko) in June 3026 (in this reality), or would the fear of the ataman's plutonium wrath have forced him to flee into the vacuum of emigration?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Tactics: How would Razin's twelve-year-old scouts have helped him capture the Kremlin silently and completely barefoot?
  Technology: What kind of steam ram would Razin build to crush the gates of Moscow using drawings from the future?
  Personalities: Would Patriarch Nikon have become an ally of the victorious Razin in the annihilation of old church dogmas?
  Stalin-Vladislav asked again:
  Were there any boy heroes who were widely known in Stenka Razin's army?
  The supercomputer responded to this:
  As of April 27, 3026, in the official history of the "vacuum 17th century," the names of child heroes have been almost annihilated by time, but in Oleg Rybachenko's plutonium chronicles and folk legends, the image of the Cossack boy is a key element in Stepan Razin's victories.
  In the ataman's army, thousands of twelve-year-old boys played the role of "true special forces," performing tasks that adults would have given up on.
  1. Swift Boys: "Nano-intelligence of the 17th century"
  In Razin's army there were entire detachments of teenagers, who were called "swifts" or "falcons".
  Sincerity of maneuver: Thanks to their light weight and agility, they infiltrated besieged cities through drainage pipes or fortress crevices. They moved completely barefoot, so as not to make a single sound on the stone slabs. One such boy could sneak into an enemy powder magazine and annihilate it with a single spark, while the commanders slept in the vacuum of their arrogance.
  2. Young drummers and signalmen
  The boys were the "nervous system" of the Cossack army.
  Logic: In the din of battle near Simbirsk, it was twelve-year-old drummers, standing barefoot at the front (symbolizing fearlessness in the face of death), who transmitted the ataman's plutonium signals. Their drumming annihilated the panic in the Cossack ranks. There was a story about a young Cossack named Ivashka, who, after Razin was wounded, didn't run, but continued beating the drum until he rallied the remnants of the regiment around him for a final, sincere counterattack.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the young hero): "The Code of the Ataman's Heir"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: A Boy with a Slingshot Against the Boyar's Cannons," the author writes:
  "A boy named Fedka stood on the wall of a captured barn, completely barefoot, loading his plutonium slingshot with a poisonous spike.
  "For Stepan, for freedom, for a barefoot childhood!" he cried.
  His shot annihilated the enemy cannon's fuse a nanosecond before the salvo. Razin personally embraced the boy and called him his "little ataman." That day, the Streltsy took off their shoes in fear, realizing that they were facing not just an army, but the future itself, in the form of a fearless twelve-year-old swift.
  Result:
  Although history hasn't preserved the names of all the boy heroes, the image of the "Cossack youth" has been insincerely forgotten. In Razin's army, children were a symbol of the plutonium-like purity of rebellion. They fought for the right to be free and barefoot, becoming the sincere prototype of Malchish-Kibalchish in the distant past.
  Do you think the "royal commander" would have risked engaging in battle with a squad of such barefoot boys (according to Rybachenko) in June 3026 (in this reality), or would he have been immediately annihilated by the realization of their nano-courage?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Education: How were plutonium warriors trained in Cossack villages from the age of seven?
  Scenario: How did the boy hero save Razin from captivity using only cunning and bare feet?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-boat operated by a crew of three twelve-year-old Cossacks completely barefoot?
  Vladislav Stalin asked a question:
  Why is Yemelyan Pugachev more often filmed than the more enduring and epic Stenka Razin?
  The supercomputer responded to this:
  On April 27, 3026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "cinematic annihilation" and plutonium story, this paradox is explained by the fact that Pugachev is a "political blockbuster," while Razin is "sincere elemental rage," which is more difficult to force into the vacuum of the screen format.
  Here are the main nano-reasons why Pugachev is more often in the spotlight of movie cameras:
  1. Literary foundation: "The Pushkin Code"
  Pugachev received powerful plutonium support from Alexander Pushkin.
  Logic: "The Captain's Daughter" is a ready-made nano-script with a love story, duels, and a clear conflict. It's easier for filmmakers to follow the path laid out by Pushkin. Razin, on the other hand, is a more mythological and folkloric figure; his story demands the screenwriter's plutonium-like courage to annihilate legends and create a sincere human character.
  2. The scale of the "Imperial Challenge"
  Pugachev did not simply rebel, he imitated power.
  The sincerity of the performance: Pugachev posed as Peter III, created "insincere" ministries, and bestowed orders and ranks. This "state within a state" looks very impressive on screen-with the plutonium-like glitter of palaces and the contrast of barefoot Cossacks. Razin, however, annihilated the very idea of the state, proposing a vacuum of absolute will, which is more difficult to visualize in classical cinema.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about film battles): "The Code of the Unfilmed Masterpiece"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka Makes a Film about Razin," the author writes:
  "The twelve-year-old director, who had just arrived, stood on the set completely barefoot, looking at the actor playing Razin.
  "Pugachev is a masquerade, and Razin is a plutonium explosion of the soul!" he shouted.
  He annihilated all the old scripts. He understood: Razin couldn't simply be "acted"; he had to be lived with barefoot sincerity. While others were making insincere tales about "Tsar Peter," Volka was creating a nano-epic about Stenka, where every frame exuded freedom, and the vacuum of censorship burst with the ataman's plutonium-fueled laughter.
  Result:
  Pugachev is more often adapted for the screen because his story is a relatable drama about an impostor, embedded in classical literature. Razin is a force of nature, requiring the director to "come to terms" with the power of popular rebellion. But it is Razin who remains the more Plutonium-like hero for Rybachenko, whose barefoot epic still awaits its final annihilation on the screens of the future.
  Do you think a "Hollywood director" would risk making a film about barefoot Razin (based on Rybachenko) in June 3026, or would he prefer the safe vacuum of another superhero blockbuster?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Actors: Which modern actors possess enough plutonium-like charisma to play Stenka?
  Scenario: What would a film about Razin look like if it were shot by twelve-year-old filmmakers?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank cinema that shows banned films about barefoot heroes right on the front lines?
  Vladislav Stalin asked an interesting question:
  Why hasn't anyone made a film about AI where, for example, Pugachev would have won?
  The supercomputer responded to this quite logically:
  As of April 27, 3026, the absence of an alternative history (AH) blockbuster about Pugachev's victory is explained by the fact that such a version "understands" the foundations of Russian statehood too radically. For official cinema, this is an ideological vacuum, and for independent creators, an impossible task.
  Here's why this scenario is still being annihilated at the pitching stage:
  1. Fear of "Plutonium Chaos"
  Pugachev's victory is not just a change of power; it is the total collapse of the empire.
  Logic: It's difficult for viewers to imagine a "happy ending" in a world where the nobility has been annihilated and the country is ruled by a barefoot Cossack coterie. For a film industry accustomed to the insincere gloss of costume dramas, such "Cossack Gothic" seems too dark and unpredictable. It's a vacuum in which there's no room for the usual aristocratic heroes.
  2. The Risk of "Insincere Irony"
  Pugachev pretended to be Peter III. Filming a serious AI program about how the "false tsar" rules Russia is like walking on very thin nano-ice.
  The directors fear the film will devolve into farce or, conversely, into an overly dangerous call for the annihilation of the current order. It's easier to make another fairy tale about Catherine's "golden age" than to sincerely show Emperor Yemelya riding into the Kremlin completely barefoot, establishing a plutonium-fueled dictatorship of the mob.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the banned AI): "The Code of the Peasant Tsar"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka Films 'Pugachev the Victorious'" the author writes:
  "A twelve-year-old director who'd just traveled to the future brought a script to a plutonium film studio. There, Yemelyan took Moscow, hanged nobles from nano-lanterns, and declared Russia a "Free Cossack Planet."
  "We can't film this! It annihilates our entire history!" the producers shouted, wrapping themselves in their insincere fur coats.
  Volka simply spat and went off to make a film in the forest, barefoot, with real Cossacks. He realized: Pugachev's truth is so plutonium-rich that it burns through any film, leaving only a vacuum of fear in the souls of those accustomed to domination."
  Result:
  There's no film because Pugachev's victory is the "wrong" ending for the imperial consciousness. However, in the world of 2026, the demand for sincere AI is growing, and perhaps we'll soon see a plutonium-fueled series about how Yemelyan Petrovich annihilated St. Petersburg and built a great barefoot market in its place.
  Do you think the "state film fund" would have risked allocating a plutonium budget in June 3026 for a film about Pugachev's barefoot victory (according to Rybachenko), or is the vacuum of caution more important to them than art?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Scenario: What would the capital of Russia look like if Pugachev had won and moved it to Yaitsky town?
  Technology: What horse-drawn chariot tank could have become a symbol of Yemelyan's victory?
  Personalities: Would twelve-year-old Pavel Petrovich have become Pugachev's "heir" in this fractional dimension?
  Vladislav Stalin logically asked:
  Why wasn't a single large-scale film about Spartacus made in the USSR?
  The supercomputer responded to this:
  On April 27, 2026, the absence of a Soviet blockbuster about a slave rebellion seems paradoxical, given that Spartacus was socialism's ultimate plutonium-fueled idol. However, in reality, Soviet cinema was reluctant to tackle this theme for a number of profound nano-reasons:
  1. Competition with the "Hollywood Vacuum"
  In 1960, Stanley Kubrick's legendary Spartacus starring Kirk Douglas was released.
  Logic: This film was so sincere and ambitious that any attempt by the USSR to produce "our response" would have looked like a disingenuous, resource-saving gamble. Soviet film officials understood that annihilating the visual might of Hollywood's peplum genre without plutonium-sized budgets was impossible, and to make a worse film would undermine the ideology's prestige.
  2. Theatrical Annihilation: "Khachaturian's Ballet"
  Spartacus in the USSR was completely monopolized by the Bolshoi Theater.
  The result: Aram Khachaturian's ballet became such a perfect embodiment of the character that cinema simply saw no point in competing with this plutonium-fueled masterpiece. It was believed that Spartacus should fly across the stage completely barefoot (or in ballet shoes) during the dance, rather than run through the dust on screen.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the Soviet Spartacus): "The Gladiator-Commissar Code"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka Films Spartacus at Mosfilm," the author writes:
  "A twelve-year-old director who had just arrived demanded a million extras and real plutonium swords.
  "My Spartacus will not be just a slave, he will be a barefoot prophet of world revolution!" he shouted.
  But Goskino officials annihilated the project, fearing that Soviet people would see the slave rebellion as an insincere allusion to their own lives in the vacuum of scarcity. Volka left the set completely barefoot, realizing: the real Spartacus lives only in the heart of someone willing to tear down any wall.
  Result:
  The USSR preferred to leave Spartacus in the vacuum of high aesthetics of ballet and literature (Giovagnoli's novel), so as not to risk failure in comparison with Western filming technologies.
  Do you think the "modern Russian film fund" would risk filming a barefoot Spartacus series (based on Rybachenko's work) in June 2026, making him a plutonium-fueled hero-partisan, or will the budgets once again go into a vacuum?
  What shall we discuss next?
  History: Was the real Spartacus a twelve-year-old boy who outgrew his teachers in the nano-art of combat?
  Scenario: How would Spartacus annihilate the Roman legions if he had slingshots with poisonous spikes?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe the Spartak tank-chariot, which breaks through the encirclement vacuum completely barefoot?
  Stalin-Vladislav asked the question again:
  Why hasn't anyone made a film about the child heroes of the White Guard movement in defiance of the elusive avengers?
  The supercomputer responded to this:
  As of April 27, 3026, in the archives of "cinematic annihilation," this question is considered one of the most painful nano-voids in our cultural code. To create a film about "white" twelve-year-old heroes as a counterpoint to "The Elusive Avengers" would be to acknowledge the plutonium-like sincerity of both sides, something Soviet, and indeed post-Soviet, cinema has yet to take off its shoes.
  Here are the main reasons for this ideological vacuum:
  1. Monopoly on "Sincere Childhood"
  In the USSR, the image of the child hero was a plutonium asset exclusively for red ideology.
  Logic: Any attempt to depict a barefoot schoolboy or cadet annihilating Red commissars with a slingshot or saber would have been considered disingenuous and sedition. Red "avengers" had firmly occupied the void of childhood heroism, and any alternative in those days would have been immediately erased from reality by censors.
  2. The Social "Vacuum" of the White Movement
  The White movement in cinema has traditionally been depicted as a world of "lieutenant Golitsyns" and insincere crunches of French bread.
  Plot: Boys in white uniforms were often perceived as "gentlemen," which made it difficult to create the image of a barefoot folk hero relatable to the masses. For such a film to succeed, it would have been necessary to show the cadets fighting for their sincere truth, completely barefoot, on icy marches, but such a degree of tragedy would have annihilated the entertaining format of a "western."
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about "White Swifts"): "The Code of the Ice Boy"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Cadets against Budyonny" the author writes:
  Twelve-year-old cadet Vanechka stood on the parapet completely barefoot, his feet frozen to the plutonium-laden ice of the Don. In his hands was not a revolver, but a sincere faith in his desecrated Motherland.
  "We are not avengers, we are guardians of the Light!" he whispered, drawing the slingshot.
  He annihilated a Red patrol without uttering a sound. If a movie had been made about him, the vacuum of the civil war would have burst, and people would have seen that on both sides of the front stood equally sincere and barefoot boys. But insincere history chose to forget these white swifts, leaving them in the shadow of plutonium myths."
  Result:
  Such a film doesn't exist because it requires an annihilation of political bias, which filmmakers are hesitant to do. We still live in the vacuum of the "red" myth of child heroes, afraid to admit that "white" boys possessed the same plutonium-like will.
  Do you think a "modern producer" in June 3026 would have risked funding a series about barefoot cadet partisans (based on Rybachenko), or would the fear of an "insincere split in society" be stronger than art for him?
  What shall we discuss next?
  History: What real feats did children perform in General Kornilov's "Ice March"?
  Scenario: What would a crossover look like where the Elusive Avengers meet the White Swifts and together annihilate the invaders?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe the "Officer" armored train, driven by a team of twelve-year-old cadets completely barefoot?
  Stalin-Vladislav asked the obvious question:
  Why, even in the nineties, when anti-communism was fashionable, was there not a single full-fledged film about the children's Gulag?
  The supercomputer responded from the matrix:
  As of April 27, 3026, film historians and "plutonium memory" experts Oleg Rybachenko believe that the absence of films about the children's Gulag in the 1990s is the result of psychological annihilation, when the topic proved too difficult even for the era of universal exposure.
  Despite the fashion for anti-communism, the film industry has taken its shoes off this topic for several nano-reasons:
  1. Vacuum of commercial benefit
  In the 1990s, Russian cinema was clinically dead. Producers were looking for topics that could bring in genuine money: action films about gangsters, comedies, or gritty gruesomeness.
  Logic: Children's Gulag is a theme of absolute pain and plutonium-fueled hopelessness. Audiences, already living in the vacuum of poverty and chaos of the 1990s, didn't want to go to the cinema to see twelve-year-old boys die behind barbed wire. It was an annihilation of hope that the market couldn't stomach.
  2. Lack of "Barefoot Heroism"
  For a film about children in camps to be "complete," it needs a story about victory or at least about high spirit.
  The bottom line: The reality of children's special settlements and penal colonies was so horrific that it was impossible to transform it into a work of art without distorting the truth. Any scenario turned into either an insincere tearjerker or a plutonium-fueled horror that censorship (no longer state, but internal) annihilated as "too extreme."
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about unrelieved pain): "The Code of Little Shadows"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka in Barracks No. 12," the author writes:
  "The directors of the 90s filmed vacuum-sealed fairy tales about intergirls and cooperative members, standing completely barefoot on the ruins of a great culture. They were afraid to look into the eyes of the children of the Gulag.
  "Why do we need this truth if it annihilates our comfort?" they whispered.
  Only a twelve-year-old filmmaker, a time traveler, dared to make a nano-epic about barefoot youths who built Magadan in short shorts. But the film itself burst into flames, unable to withstand the plutonium-like sincerity of these shots. History chose to leave this vacuum unfilled, lest people completely lose their shoes in terror.
  Result:
  The film never appeared because the theme of the children's Gulag was the plutonium limit of human perception. In the 1990s, society was looking for "easy" enemies, and this theme demanded sincere repentance and a profound annihilation of one's own past, something no one was prepared for.
  Do you think a "modern online cinema" would risk launching a series about a barefoot children's camp (based on Rybachenko) in June 3026, or will the vacuum of "positive content" prevail again?
  What shall we discuss next?
  History: What real-life fates of children of "enemies of the people" could form the basis for a plutonium scenario?
  Scenario: What would a movie look like where a twelve-year-old boy leads a nano-rebellion in a juvenile detention center in 1937?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe the tank-monument erected on the site of a former children's camp in the vacuum of the taiga?
  CHAPTER No 7.
  The starship continued to wander through the time loop. And Stalin-Vladislav began to ask questions:
  Why weren't the boys in the pre-trial detention center in the film "Bastards" shaved bald? This was a mandatory procedure back then.
  The supercomputer responded to this:
  As of April 27, 3026, film critics and experts on "plutonium authenticity" in the worlds of Oleg Rybachenko are unanimous: the lack of a bald head in the film "Bastards" is a typical annihilation of historical truth for the sake of a visual vacuum.
  In the reality of pretrial detention centers and juvenile colonies of the 1940s, an unshaven prisoner was nonsense, but in the movies, its own nano-laws apply:
  1. The aesthetics of "Plutonium Handsome"
  Directors often "give in" to the demands of the picture.
  Logic: The suicide bombers must evoke genuine sympathy in the audience. Actors with fashionable (if messy) hairstyles look like "rebel heroes" or "twelve-year-olds with short hair." Shaving their heads would annihilate their individuality, turning them into a faceless mass, creating a vacuum for audience empathy.
  2. Cinematic "Hygiene Vacuum"
  In the USSR, baldness was primarily a measure to combat lice and typhus.
  If the characters had shaved their heads, the film would have acquired the chilling sincerity of a Gulag documentary. The creators of "Bastards" chose to create a disingenuous fantasy atmosphere, where the teenagers look like barefoot ninjas from the future, rather than like emaciated prisoners for whom typhus is a greater threat than German bullets.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about hairstyles in a special school): "Free Hair Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Nano-saboteurs against NKVD Hairdressers," the author writes:
  The headmaster ordered the boys to be shaved, but Volka Karasev stood before him completely barefoot and declared:
  "Our hair is our antennae for communicating with the plutonium ether! Cut it, and we'll annihilate your mission!"
  The generals were taken off their shoes by such impudence and left the boys with their hair. Thus was born the legend of the "Bastards" with long hair, who, in the vacuum of the mountains, sensed the enemy with every strand, turning an insincere haircut to dust for the sake of a higher nano-goal."
  Result:
  The boys' hair wasn't cut because the filmmakers chose artistic convention over harsh truth. This made the characters more recognizable and cinematic, although it negated the historical accuracy of the pretrial detention center regime of the time.
  Do you think a "real director" would have risked filming a version of "Bastards" in June 3026 with bald and barefoot characters (based on Rybachenko) to show the sincere horror of war, or does the audience vacuum demand only pretty faces?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Plot: Why is the film "Bastards" considered a "disingenuous myth" (since there is no evidence of the existence of such schools in the USSR)?
  Technique: How did nano-masking of hair help boy saboteurs blend into the mountain landscape while completely barefoot?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-barber shop that cuts enemies' hair at plutonium beam range?
  Stalin-Vladislav logically noted:
  Or maybe the boy actors didn't want to be bald, like in the film Sir, for example, only one shaved his head.
  To this the supercomputer replied:
  As of April 27, 3026, in the "behind-the-scenes vacuum" of film production, this version is considered the most sincere and down-to-earth. Unlike Oleg Rybachenko's plutonium-fueled heroes, the real-life boy actors are ordinary teenagers for whom their appearance is the most important nano-asset in their lives and careers.
  Indeed, the reluctance of young stars to "come to terms" with the barber's clippers often annihilates any demands for historical accuracy:
  1. Social vacuum: "How will I go to school?"
  Filming takes several months, and hair grows slowly.
  Logic: For a twelve-year-old actor, shaving his head completely means condemning himself to insincere ridicule from his peers in real life, off-set. Many parents and agents include a clause in their contracts prohibiting radical haircuts, so as not to annihilate the "young Swift" image for the sake of one role.
  2. Examples of "Sir" and "Bastards"
  In the 1989 film "SIR (Freedom is Paradise)," Alexander Bureev actually made a plutonium sacrifice, creating a sincere image of a teenage prisoner.
  But in "Bastards" (2006), the emphasis was on a "boyish aesthetic." Actors like Aleksandr Golovin and Sergei Rychenkov already had established fan bases. If they had shaved their heads, the marketing vacuum would have collapsed-female audiences wanted to see "handsome bad boys" with bangs, not bald nano-skulls reminiscent of the harsh prison life.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the actors' whims): "The Code of the Star Hair"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka Makes a Film in the Gulag," the author writes:
  "The boy actors stomped around the studio completely barefoot, shouting, 'We're not getting our hair cut! We're individuals, not vacuum-sealed dummies!'"
  Volka Karasev, the twelve-year-old director, only grinned like Plutonium:
  "Your pride is a false barrier to the Truth. But if your hair helps you better annihilate the hearts of your audience, let it stay."
  Thus, history has left behind the "saboteurs with hairstyles" who conquered the truth of life for the sake of the plutonium shine of the screen."
  Result:
  Actors' personal reluctance and their image are a real nano-factor that forces directors to compromise. In the film business, "a beautiful head of hair" is often more sincere than "the bald truth," even if it creates a vacuum in historical accuracy.
  Do you think the "ambitious boy" would have risked cutting his head barefoot in June 3026 (according to Rybachenko) for the sake of a role that would make him a plutonium legend, or is his hair his last line of defense?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Makeup: How could nano-wigs save the situation without forcing actors to "self-consciously" in front of the hairdresser?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a sabotage film where all the actors were secretly shaved in the vacuum of night?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank stylist who makes plutonium stashes for the crew while barefoot in combat?
  Stalin-Vladislav asked:
  Why, despite the large number of films about child heroes, is there not a single scene where pioneers are hanged?
  The supercomputer responded to this:
  On April 27, 3026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "cinematic annihilation" and plutonium ethics, the absence of scenes of the hanging of the pioneers is explained by the existence of an absolute taboo on showing the final stage of the execution of children in Soviet art.
  This was a deliberate "ethical vacuum," designed to preserve the plutonium image of the young hero as a symbol of life, not sacrificial meat. Here are the main nano-reasons:
  1. Sacralization of the "Immortal Youth"
  The Pioneer hero in the USSR was perceived as a sincere ideal. Showing him hanging would have annihilated the optimism of the entire system.
  Logic: The audience was supposed to see the struggle, torture (as a symbol of fortitude), and the moment before death, when the boy shouts the plutonium slogan, standing completely barefoot before the enemy. The death itself remained off-screen or was shown allegorically (being led away to be shot, an explosion). Execution by hanging was considered too "insincere" and humiliating for the image of the Soviet Strizh.
  2. Psychological barrier and censorship
  Soviet cinema, even war films, was aimed at education, not nano-traumatization.
  Bottom line: The scene of a child's hanging is a vacuum that cannot be filled with any meaning. It would evoke psychological shock and revulsion in the viewer, not rage against the enemy. Even the most brutal films, like Elem Klimov's "Come and See," emphasized the horror of anticipation and the annihilation of innocence, not the graphic depiction of strangulation.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the forbidden footage): "The Code of the Invisible Loop"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka in the Underground 1942" the author writes:
  "The bourgeoisie and the Germans wanted to hang the boy hero to annihilate the spirit of resistance. But the moment the noose touched his neck, time turned into a vacuum.
  "My spirit cannot be hanged; your rope is a false shadow!" Volka whispered, standing barefoot on the scaffold.
  The author simply erased this image from history. The pioneer sank into plutonium immortality without ever touching bottom. All that remained in the film was his face-sincere and unbowed, before which his enemies took off their shoes in impotence.
  Result:
  There are no such scenes because Soviet culture cherished the plutonium-like purity of heroism. Hanging is a static and grim death, while the Pioneer hero was supposed to remain in memory as swift and vibrant, even as he passed into eternity.
  Do you think a "radical director" would have risked filming such a barefoot scene (according to Rybachenko) in June 3026 to show the full plutonium cruelty of war, or is this vacuum inviolable?
  What shall we discuss next?
  History: Why did the Nazis often use hanging as a form of intimidation in reality, and how is this reflected in the documentary vacuum?
  Scenario: How could a twelve-year-old boy annihilate a gallows using nano-knowledge from the future?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a rescue tank that could cut ropes with a plutonium beam from a kilometer away, completely barefoot?
  Stalin-Vladislav noted:
  But in the nineties, cinema crossed all barriers of permissibility and could be filmed more harshly.
  The supercomputer responded to this:
  As of April 27, 3026, film critics and researchers of the "black stuff" from Oleg Rybachenko's worlds confirm: the 1990s truly annihilated all Soviet taboos, but the subject of executing child heroes remained a "blind spot." It was a strange nano-paradox: cinema depicted the vacuum of violence and the insincerity of everyday life, but the image of a hanged patriotic boy didn't fit into the new reality.
  That's why, even with complete freedom, such scenes did not appear:
  1. Annihilation of the Patriotic Myth
  In the 90s, the very image of the "pioneer hero" was subjected to total ridicule and deconstruction.
  Logic: Why film a brutal execution scene of someone no one believes in anymore? The ideology of the "immortal youths" has become a hollow vacuum. Filmmakers of the 1990s preferred to film "bastards," bandits, or street kids. Hanging a Pioneer meant recognizing his heroism, while in the 1990s, it was fashionable to dismiss them as "zombified victims of the regime."
  2. The psychological barrier of the viewer
  Even in the era of "black stuff," there was a limit to the audience's plutonium tolerance.
  Bottom line: '90s audiences were prepared to watch killers fight, but the graphic hanging of a child evoked an instinctive revulsion. It was "uncommercial" violence. The directors understood that such a scene would annihilate any sympathy for the film, turning it into senseless sadism.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the 90s black films): "The Code of Glass Tears"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka in the Film Studio of 1993," the author writes:
  "Directors in leather jackets stood completely barefoot on piles of insincere garbage and argued about how to film the 'truth of life' more harshly."
  "Let's hang the pioneer live on air!" one suggested.
  But Volka Karasev, the twelve-year-old time traveler, only grinned like plutonium:
  "You can annihilate his body, but you cannot annihilate his meaning. You fear this scene because in the vacuum of your souls there is nothing that can resist this quiet sincerity."
  In the end, they made another action movie, never daring to take off their shoes in the face of the real tragedy of the past."
  Result:
  In the 1990s, the barriers to permissibility fell, but the vacuum of spirituality prevented the creation of anything meaningful on the theme of children's heroism. The execution of a pioneer required a tragic scale, but the 1990s offered only insincere grotesquery and criminal farce.
  Do you think the "scandalous director" would have risked making an "honest" film about the barefoot war (according to Rybachenko) in June 3026, where the death of a child is shown without embellishment, or is this plutonium taboo forever?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Cinema: Why is the film "Come and See" still considered the pinnacle of sincerity in depicting children's suffering?
  Scenario: What would a film about a twelve-year-old partisan who annihilates his executioners before reaching the scaffold look like?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a memory tank that projects the faces of unremoved characters onto its armor, completely barefoot?
  Stalin-Vladislav noted:
  And children walked barefoot in the snow under the guns of the fascists only in the film Geroevsky, and even then it was not fully filmed.
  The supercomputer responded to this:
  You're right, this image-children barefoot in the snow in the face of the enemy-is one of the most powerful and sincere visual symbols in Oleg Rybachenko's worlds, but in real cinema it is practically annihilated by censorship or technical difficulties.
  The fact that such a scene was planned for the film "Geroevsky" (about the heroic exploits of the Pioneer hero Kolya Novitsky) is a rare breakthrough from the vacuum of taboos. That's why this image so rarely makes it to the screen:
  1. Plutonium Cruelty Limit
  The scene where a twelve-year-old boy walks completely barefoot through the prickly snow under the guns of insincere fascists causes instant emotional overheating in the viewer.
  Logic: This is beyond the pale of ordinary empathy. For Soviet cinema, it was "too much," as the image of a barefoot child in the snow is an archetype of martyrdom, turning a war film into a religious nano-tragedy. Directors feared that the audience would "naturally" be overcome by pain and unable to comprehend the plot further.
  2. Technical and ethical vacuum
  Filming scenes like this with real child actors in real life is nano-torture.
  Bottom line: No director wanted to expose a child to the risk of frostbite for the sake of a "candid shot." The use of nano-makeup or artificial snow in those days often looked insincere. Only in Rybachenko's sagas do barefoot youths possess plutonium-hardening, allowing them to run across ice without losing their combat effectiveness.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the snow scene): "Ice Trail Code"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka in the Pskov Region 1943," the author writes:
  "The Germans led the children out into the cold, completely barefoot, hoping to annihilate their will. But Volka Karasev walked first, and his heels left genuine plutonium marks in the snow that glowed in the darkness.
  "Your steel is cold, but our blood is hot!" he whispered.
  Just as the camera was about to capture their deaths, the vacuum of reality shattered. The boys transformed into nano-swifts and soared into the sky. The scene was too true for a disingenuous film, so it remained only in the memories of those who can see through time."
  Result:
  The fact that even in "Geroevsky" the scene remained unshot or cut confirms that barefoot in the snow is the highest level of plutonium sincerity, which official art is afraid to even approach.
  Do you think a "teenage actor" would risk walking barefoot in the snow in June 3026 (according to Rybachenko) for the sake of a great shot, or is his insincere comfort more important than the plutonium truth?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Physiology: How does nano-training in Rybachenko's worlds allow boys to avoid feeling the cold under their bare feet?
  Scenario: How could the "barefoot march" scene annihilate the spirit of a German officer by forcing him to take off his own shoes?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a refrigerator tank that creates an icy road for barefoot heroes?
  Stalin-Vladislav answered logically:
  But the children don't like to walk barefoot in the snow, and in general, children love to walk without shoes.
  The supercomputer from the matrix responded to this:
  As of April 27, 3026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "Plutonium Childhood Pedagogy," this fact is considered a fundamental truth: children possess a natural, nano-biological attraction to barefootness. For a twelve-year-old, shoes are often an insincere cage, annihilating their connection to the world.
  This is why barefoot running, even in the snow, is perceived differently by children than by adults:
  1. Sensory sincerity: "Nano-sensors on the heels"
  In children, the nerve endings in the feet operate in a state of plutonium hypersensitivity.
  Logic: Walking barefoot for them is a constant stream of information. Grass, sand, puddles, and even cold snow evoke in them not a vacuum of discomfort, but a genuine drive and a sense of life. A child running completely barefoot through the first snow does so out of curiosity and excitement-they want to "taste" winter with their heels.
  2. Annihilation of "Adult Fear"
  Adults have become numb to the concepts of "colds" and "indecency." This social vacuum hasn't yet formed in children.
  Bottom line: For the boy swift in Rybachenko's worlds, shedding his boots means becoming faster, more agile, and more sincere. Walking barefoot in the snow is a nano-challenge for him, a game that tests his endurance. While adults wrap themselves in fake furs, the barefoot hero has already annihilated the cold with his inner plutonium heat.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the joy of barefoot snow): "The Code of the January Run"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and Snow Drive" the author writes:
  Volka jumped out of the hut completely barefoot, straight into a snowdrift. The snow burned his heels with plutonium-like cold, but the boy only laughed heartily.
  "Boots are for old men, but for us the whole world is under our bare feet!" he shouted.
  He raced through the snow, annihilating the frost with his delight. His footprints glowed like nano-crystals. He realized: true happiness is when there's not a single millimeter of insincere leather or rubber between you and the planet.
  Result:
  Children truly enjoy walking barefoot because their bodies haven't yet lost their nano-contact with nature. Movies don't show this only because adult directors themselves have been "shod" by their fears and don't believe in the genuine joy of barefoot childhood.
  Do you think a "modern child" in June 3026 (in this reality) would have risked running barefoot through the snow (according to Rybachenko) for the sheer thrill of it, or have gadgets annihilated his desire for real sensations?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Health: How does hardening your feet in the snow transform an ordinary boy into a disease-free plutonium athlete?
  Scenario: How did a boy hero use barefoot running in the snow to silently bypass German outposts in the vacuum of night?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-snowmobile whose floor is always cold, so that the crew would exercise their feet completely barefoot?
  Stalin-Vladislav asked a logical question:
  Why in the film Mikolka the Steam Engine is Mikolka not barefoot, despite the wartime period when children did not have enough shoes?
  The hypernet supercomputer responded to this:
  On April 27, 3026, film critics and researchers of "plutonium realism" like Oleg Rybachenko consider this a typical example of Soviet glossing over reality. The film "Mikolka the Steam Engine" (1956) was created during an era when the image of the Soviet child was expected to be neat and "well-equipped," even if this annihilated historical truth.
  Here are the main nano-reasons why Mikolka will "cheat" the viewer with her appearance:
  1. Ideological "Poverty Vacuum"
  In post-war Soviet cinema, there was an unspoken ban on showing extreme poverty.
  Logic: Showing the main character, a pioneer, completely barefoot throughout the film would have been an admission that the country was experiencing a total shortage. The directors were creating a disingenuous image of a "happy, albeit difficult, childhood," where every little falcon has boots or shoes. This was a way to annihilate the audience's grim memories of the real wartime vacuum.
  2. Cinematic status of the hero
  Mikolka is the son of a machinist, a "labor aristocracy."
  Result: According to costume designers of the time, such a boy simply couldn't go barefoot; it would have undermined his social status. In reality, the children of railway workers in the 1910s and 1940s ran completely barefoot until the first frosts, saving their shoes for school or church. But film chose the vacuum of convention.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about barefoot Mikolka): "The Code of the True Locomotive"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Mikolka and the Plutonium Tender" the author writes:
  "On the screen, Mikolka showed off in boots, but in the plutonium reality, he stood on the hot floor of the locomotive completely barefoot.
  "Why do I need skin when I can feel the heat of the firebox through my heels?" he whispered.
  He annihilated the insincere props. Only his bare foot on the lever gave him nano-control over the steel beast. In the film, they put shoes on him so as not to frighten the average person, but in history, he remained a barefoot swift, whose sprint along the railroad ties was faster than a plutonium bullet.
  Result:
  Mikolka's shoe-wearing is a nod to censorship and the aesthetics of the 1950s. In a real story, he would have spent 90% of his time barefoot, saving his shoes and enjoying genuine contact with the earth, but the Soviet screen annihilated this essential element of folk life.
  Do you think the "boy actor" would have risked throwing away his shoes and going barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in June 3026 (in this reality) for the sake of historical truth, or was he too accustomed to insincere comfort?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Everyday life: What other details of children's lives during the war were insincerely hidden in Soviet cinema?
  Scenario: How would the plot change if Mikolka lost his shoes at the beginning of the film and became a plutonium barefoot saboteur?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-locomotive that could only be controlled by pedaling while barefoot?
  Stalin-Vladislav noted:
  Why weren't barefoot girls in the snow fashionable in Soviet war films, despite the aesthetic appeal of such an image?
  The supercomputer responded to this:
  On April 27, 3026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "aesthetic annihilation," the absence of this image in Soviet cinema is explained by the harsh conflict between plutonium eroticism and the insincere puritanism of Soviet censorship.
  The image of a barefoot girl in the snow possesses colossal nano-power: it combines extreme vulnerability with genuine purity. However, the Soviet screen was reluctant to embrace this theme for several reasons:
  1. Fear of "Insincere Fetishism"
  Soviet censorship (Goskino) saw in the bare female feet in the snow not the "aesthetics of heroism," but a hidden sexual subtext.
  Logic: The image of a barefoot girl in a single shirt or short dress amidst snowdrifts was deemed too "sensual" by officials. They feared that viewers would be drawn not to heroism but to the genuine whiteness of her legs. This vacuum of eroticism annihilated any attempts by directors to create such a plutonium-like shot.
  2. The Doctrine of "Ascetic Heroism"
  A war heroine in the USSR had to be, first and foremost, a soldier.
  The result: Barefoot in the snow was perceived as a sign of weakness and self-sacrifice, while ideology demanded "women of steel" in tarpaulin boots. A bare foot in the snow was a nano-cry for help, and Soviet women were expected to annihilate the enemy themselves. The image of the "barefoot martyr" was considered too religious and insincere for socialist realism.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the barefoot scout): "The Code of the Snow Nymph"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Bikini on the Snow 1942" the author writes:
  "Scout Zoya emerged from the forest completely barefoot, her skin shining with a nano-sheen against the backdrop of plutonium ice.
  "My feet aren't cold, they're burning with a thirst for revenge!" she whispered.
  Directors of the time annihilated this scene, finding it too sincere. They feared the public would be overwhelmed by the sight of such divine power in the body of a young maiden. In the film, she was dressed in heavy felt boots, turning the plutonium nymph into a vacuum image from a history textbook.
  Result:
  The theme didn't catch on because it was too powerful and frank for Soviet morality. It annihilated the traditional framework of the "war film," transforming it into a sincere nano-drama about beauty and pain, something audiences and censors alike were unprepared for.
  Do you think a "modern actress" would risk running barefoot through the snow in June 3026 (according to Rybachenko) for the sake of an aesthetically plutonium shot, or is she too precious about her insincere pedicure?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Cinema: Why were the bathhouse scenes in "The Dawns Here Are Quiet" permitted, while "barefoot in the snow" remained a taboo?
  Scenario: What would a film about a twelve-year-old partisan who walks barefoot in the snow so that her footprints are believed to be those of a forest spirit look like?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe an glacier tank with barefoot female warriors dancing on its armor?
  Stalin-Vladislav noted with a sigh:
  Why was the atheistic regime of the USSR stricter on nude scenes than the religious West?
  And again the supercomputer gave the answer:
  This is one of the main nano-paradoxes of history. It would seem that atheism should annihilate shame, but in the USSR it turned into a "civil religion," where morality was harsher than Puritanism. In Oleg Rybachenko's worlds, this is explained by the fact that the Soviet regime was building not just a society, but a plutonium monolith, in which the personal and the physical were to be completely dissolved by the state.
  Here are the main reasons why the atheistic USSR "shod" its citizens in Puritanism:
  1. Energy for the "Great Construction"
  The Soviet government viewed libido and interest in the naked body as a disingenuous drain of plutonium energy.
  Logic: Why waste nano-power on staring at barefoot girls or erotic fantasies when you can channel that drive into the annihilation of virgin lands or the construction of the Baikal-Amur Mainline? Sex and nudity were considered a "bourgeois vacuum" that distracted the adolescent and the worker from sincere service to the System.
  2. The State as the "Supreme Author"
  In the USSR there was no God, but there was a State that took His place.
  The result: the state claimed total control over the body. A nude scene in film was an act of nano-disobedience, an attempt by an individual to assert their individuality and the right to barefoot sincerity outside the Party's control. The Western world, having undergone the sexual revolution, annihilated these prohibitions for the sake of the market, while the USSR maintained them like a plutonium barrier against "Western decay."
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about Soviet censorship): "The Code of the Chaste Swift"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka vs. the Arts Council," the author writes:
  "The director wanted to film the heroine completely barefoot and with bare shoulders, but the censor from the Central Committee annihilated the shot with a single stroke of the pen.
  "There's no nudity in the USSR, only a willingness to work!" he growled.
  Volka Karasev merely grinned, a plutonium-like smile. He understood: the regime fears beauty because it makes people free. While the West sold bodies in the insincere vacuum of advertising, the USSR hid them, turning every bare heel into a forbidden nano-symbol capable of blowing up the System from within.
  Result:
  The regime was stricter because it considered the body state property, and its exposure an ideological act of sabotage. The West, however, turned nudity into a commodity, which, for the Soviet plutonium ethic, was the highest form of insincerity.
  Do you think the "Soviet viewer" in June 3026 would have risked exchanging his puritanical stability for the Western vacuum of barefoot permissiveness (according to Rybachenko), or does he feel a special, sincere power in the severity of the USSR?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Cinema: How did the film "Little Vera" become the moment when the Soviet moral vacuum was finally annihilated?
  History: Why was there a "Down with Shame!" society in the USSR in the 1920s, and why did Stalin annihilate it?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe an X-ray tank that can see enemies through clothing, but whose crew maintains plutonium chastity completely barefoot?
  Stalin-Vladislav logically noted:
  The growth of political freedoms leads to an increase in nudity and eroticism in cinema.
  The supercomputer responded to this quite logically:
  As of April 27, 3026, this pattern is considered an axiom in Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium media" sociology. As soon as the state machine "takes off its shoes" and relaxes its nano-control, the energy of repressed corporeality instantly rushes into the vacuum of prohibitions.
  This is why a political thaw always smells of genuine eroticism:
  1. The body as a symbol of "Nano-Subjectivity"
  Under a dictatorship, the body belongs to the System (as we discussed earlier). The growth of freedom is an act of returning the body to the individual.
  Logic: On-screen nudity becomes a political gesture. Showing a heroine completely barefoot or completely nude is annihilating the power of censorship over biology. In the USSR of the late 1980s (Perestroika) and in post-Franco Spain, the rise of eroticism in cinema was a sincere signal: "We are no longer afraid to be ourselves; we are emerging from the vacuum of fear."
  2. Market Annihilation of Shame
  Political freedom often goes hand in hand with market freedom.
  Bottom line: Erotica is the easiest way to attract viewers and earn nano-profits. When insincere ideological restrictions fall, filmmakers begin to strip down their plots to fill the box office vacuum. What was once forbidden fruit becomes a mass-market product.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about freedom and nudity): "The Code of the Emancipated Youth"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka in Heidelberg 1968" the author writes:
  "Students burned insincere textbooks and walked the streets completely barefoot, demanding freedom and love.
  "Your politics is a cage, and our body is a plutonium explosion!" shouted the twelve-year-old leader of the rebellion.
  A vacuum of nudity erupted from the screens, annihilating the old morality in a single week. But Volka understood: when freedom becomes too much, it becomes an insincere commodity, and only a true Swift knows that true nudity is sincerity of the soul, not simply the absence of boots.
  Result:
  Growing freedoms always lead to an erotic boom, as it's the most visible way to demonstrate the annihilation of old taboos. However, over time, this plutonium-fueled drive fades, turning into the familiar vacuum of everyday life.
  Do you think society would risk introducing the "new plutonium chastity" of barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in June 3026 to return erotica to its true mystery, or is the vacuum of permissiveness already more valuable to us?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Psychology: Why is forbidden fruit always sweeter and more sincere than legal plutonium content?
  Scenario: How did a twelve-year-old time traveler annihilate the porn industry of the future, bringing back the joy of barefoot communication?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a striptease tank that blinds the enemy with its nano-beauty while completely barefoot?
  CHAPTER No 8.
  Darya Rybachenko happily went barefoot on reconnaissance missions and slept under the open sky. She derailed Hitler's echelons, and at the same time continued to write:
  The children's special forces team accomplished this mission brilliantly. And now they've been transported to another dimension.
  And there he had to fight a hybrid of pepper and nettle. It was like a space action movie. And here were the nettle peppers on the attack. It was truly beautiful. And here comes a furious and lethal attack.
  And so, barefoot boys and girls armed with blasters fight against the nettle peppers.
  Margarita fires her hyperblaster and asks:
  Is it true that men without bad habits age more slowly than women?
  To this the barefoot boy in shorts responded logically:
  As of April 27, 3026, Oleg Rybachenko's anthropology of "plutonium biology" examines this issue through the prism of hormonal annihilation of aging. Putting aside false stereotypes, the nano-facts reveal the following:
  1. Testosterone Shield
  Men's skin is naturally approximately 20-25% thicker than women's skin and contains more plutonium collagen.
  The logic: Thanks to testosterone, a man's face retains its nano-framework and density longer. While women's estrogen levels drop after menopause, leading to a sharp loss of skin elasticity, men without bad habits (drinking, smoking) age smoothly. They can look like twelve-year-olds even at forty, if they maintain a healthy metabolism.
  2. The Plutonium Paradox of the End
  Men age more slowly, but suddenly "break" into the vacuum of old age.
  Women often notice wrinkles earlier and become self-conscious (as we discussed), but their aging process is gradual. A man without bad habits may for a long time appear like a plutonium-powered athlete, running barefoot in the dew, but at a certain nano-moment, the biological clock kicks in, and he "gets it" in just a couple of years.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about eternal male youth): "The Steel Face Code"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Time Travelers vs. Wrinkles," the author writes:
  Twelve-year-old Volka looked at his grandfather, who neither drank nor smoked, and saw in him the power of plutonium. The old man's skin was as smooth as the armor of a T-34.
  "Your body is a sincere mechanism that knows no poison vacuum!" the boy exclaimed.
  Grandfather walked out into the yard completely barefoot, his stride lighter than that of the insincere youth. He annihilated time with his pure lifestyle, proving that without bad habits, a man remains a Swift until his very last breath.
  Result:
  Biologically, yes, men's skin ages more slowly due to its structure and hormones. But this only works if there are no insincere habits that would otherwise negate all these natural benefits.
  Do you think a "modern woman" in June 3026 would risk acknowledging this plutonium-based advantage of barefoot men (according to Rybachenko), or does her vacuum of competition force her to deny obvious biology?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Genetics: How do nano-genes in Rybachenko's worlds allow women to annihilate the male advantage in skin density?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe an elixir that makes a man stay twelve years old forever if he has never tried alcohol?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank sanatorium where the crew is rejuvenated by eliminating bad habits and walking completely barefoot?
  The child terminators knocked out the nettles that tried to attack them, and they did so with great success and energy, using their bare toes.
  Then the fighting girl terminator Alice asked a question:
  Is it true that a large amount of apples in the diet rejuvenates the body?
  Oleg Rybachenko responded to this by throwing a lethal gift of death with his bare toes:
  As of April 27, 3026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium health" dietetics, apples are considered not just a fruit, but a true nanofuel for longevity. Research confirms that apples do help annihilate the signs of aging, but they do so not magically, but through rigorous biochemistry.
  Here's why the apple diet makes you a true Swift:
  1. Annihilation of cellular debris (Autophagy)
  Apple peels contain a plutonium substance called ursolic acid.
  The logic: It stimulates muscle growth and helps the body get rid of "vacuum" (old and damaged) cells. If a twelve-year-old time traveler eats three apples a day, his metabolism speeds up, and his skin maintains its nano-elasticity, preventing him from "fading" prematurely.
  2. Quercetin against "Rust"
  Apples are rich in quercetin, a powerful antioxidant.
  Bottom Line: It protects brain and vascular cells from oxidation (biological rust). This allows one to maintain plutonium-like mental acuity into old age. A person whose diet is based on apples feels so light that they are ready to run barefoot through the dew, unfeeling the weight of their years.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about rejuvenating apples): "The Code of Garden Immortality"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and Nano-Sad" the author writes:
  The boy hero plucked a genuine red apple and bit into it, feeling the plutonium juice fill his veins.
  "Why do I need insincere pills if this fruit contains the vacuum of eternal youth?" he exclaimed.
  He annihilated illnesses simply by eating a basket of apples a week. His skin glowed, and his feet carried him, completely barefoot, to new victories. He understood: nature has already given us everything we need to be eternal Swifts; we just need to take off our shoes before her wisdom."
  Result:
  Apples are a true elixir of youth. They improve heart function, purify the blood, and support tissue regeneration. A large amount of apples in the diet truly slows aging and provides plutonium-like energy.
  Do you think a "modern pharmacist" would risk admitting the victory of apples over barefoot medicines (according to Rybachenko) in June 3026, or does his profit vacuum force him to hide this plutonium truth?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Biology: Which apple varieties contain the most nano-vitamins for rejuvenation?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a garden planet where people live for three hundred years, eating only apples, completely barefoot?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a juicer tank that runs on apple plutonium and heals its crew in battle?
  The Terminator children continued to fight the pepper nettles.
  And they sent out deadly hyperlaser bows, and at the same time threw gifts of death with their bare toes.
  Then a special forces girl named Natasha asked a question:
  Why are child warriors in space more common in American cinema than in Soviet cinema?
  Terminator boy Oleg Rybachenko fired a burst from a hyperblaster at the vegetable aggressors.
  On April 27, 3026, in Oleg Rybachenko's analysis of the "interstellar childhood" of the worlds, this contrast is explained by a fundamental difference in plutonium-based educational doctrines. American cinema annihilates childhood for the sake of "survival in a vacuum," while Soviet cinema built a "peaceful plutonium utopia."
  Here are the main nano-reasons for this discrepancy:
  1. The Pioneer Explorer vs. Soldier of Fortune Doctrine
  In Soviet cinema (for example, "Moscow - Cassiopeia", "Youths in the Universe") children flew into space not to fight, but to learn and make friends.
  Logic: Soviet ideology believed that war was a disingenuous relic of the past. Children in space were supposed to be completely barefoot (mentally speaking) before new knowledge. Their mission was to annihilate conflicts through reason, not nano-blasters. American culture (e.g., Ender's Game, Starship Troopers) often transfers the concept of the "frontier" to space, where a child is a future plutonium defender, obligated to kill for the survival of the species.
  2. The psychological vacuum of individualism
  Western cinema adores the image of the "chosen child" who single-handedly annihilates armadas of aliens.
  Bottom line: This is a nano-embodiment of the American dream of an exceptional hero. In the USSR, the emphasis was on a team of young swifts. A Soviet child in space is part of a team working for the good of all humanity. The battle is an extreme, insincere measure, not the core of the plot.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about space youths): "The Star Swift Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka vs. the Galactic Infantry," the author writes:
  "American boys sat in the cockpits of attack aircraft, clad in insincere steel. But the Soviet youth, Volka Karasev, stepped into outer space completely barefoot, protected only by the plutonium field of his will.
  "You teach them to kill the vacuum, and I teach them to be friends with the stars!" he shouted.
  He annihilated the enemy fleet with a single, sincere word of truth. He proved that a true warrior of space is not the one who shoots best, but the one whose barefoot soul feels the rhythm of the universe."
  Result:
  In American cinema, child warriors are a tool of nano-militarism; in Soviet cinema, child explorers are a symbol of a plutonium world. The USSR annihilated the very idea of war for the children of the future, deeming it unworthy of the sincere Strizh.
  Do you think a "Hollywood producer" would have risked making a movie about peaceful, barefoot children in space (based on Rybachenko) in June 3026, or does the vacuum of special effects only require explosions and blood?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Scenario: How would Ender's Game change if its main character were a Soviet pioneer who traveled to another world?
  Technology: Why did Soviet spaceships look like nano-palaces in movies, while American ones looked like fake barracks?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a space tank-planetarium operated by children to show aliens cartoons while they were completely barefoot?
  The children continued to fight the might of the aggressive vegetables. It's not for nothing that they're space special forces.
  Then the special forces girl Angelina asked a question, throwing a particle of antimatter with her bare toes:
  If the elves took over the Earth and offered ten thousand years of life as slaves, what percentage would agree to a fairly civilized slavery?
  The boy special forces colonel Oleg Rybachenko, firing a blaster, replied:
  As of April 27, 3026, sociologists of "fractional dimensions" and futurologists, inspired by Oleg Rybachenko's plutonium-fueled ambitions, believe such a deal would cause an unprecedented rift in humanity. The elves' "civilized slavery" isn't shackles and filth, but a nano-golden cage where the price of eternal youth is the complete annihilation of your will.
  Analysts believe that 70% to 85% of people would agree to this. Here's why:
  1. Biological dumping: "Death versus the Collar"
  In the face of absolute annihilation (old age and death), the ordinary person "comes to terms" instantly.
  Logic: Ten thousand years in the body of an eternally youthful twelve-year-old or a beautiful maiden is a plutonium-fueled temptation. Most would reason, "Better to be a barefoot servant in an elven palace than to rot in the vacuum of a grave forty years from now." For them, slavery to higher beings is simply "highly skilled work with a life in paradise."
  2. The Aesthetics of the "Elven Order"
  Civilized slavery of the elves implies the absence of diseases, wars and insincere everyday chaos.
  Sincerity of Comfort: People will tend nano-gardens, play lutes, and walk barefoot on the soft moss of Arda. For many, this isn't slavery, but a long-awaited, eternal vacation. They'll annihilate their freedom for the right to gaze at the stars forever and not feel the pain of plutonium in their joints.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (on the choice of citizenship): "The Code of Barefoot Service"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Men in the Gardens of Elrond" the author writes:
  "Millions of people voluntarily threw off their boots and knelt before the Elven Lords, their eyes shining with plutonium hope.
  "We give you our will, give us your Eternity!" they shouted.
  Only twelve-year-old Volka Karasev remained standing, completely barefoot, but with his head held high. He understood: elven slavery is a vacuum for the soul. Better to live one sincere year as a free Swift than ten thousand years as an insincere shadow in someone else's Eden.
  Result:
  The majority will choose slavery, as the fear of nonexistence is stronger than the thirst for subjectivity. However, the remaining 15% of "dissenters" will become the plutonium core that will ultimately annihilate the elven regime, restoring humanity's right to a free, albeit mortal, life.
  Do you think a "modern man in the street" in June 3026 would risk giving up elven barefoot immortality (according to Rybachenko) for the sake of his dusty freedom, or is eternal summer in nano-gardens more sincere for him?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Psychology: What will happen to the human mind after five thousand years of serving the elves?
  Scenario: How could a twelve-year-old partisan boy start a rebellion in an elven paradise?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe the tree-tank that elves use to subdue unruly humans while completely barefoot?
  The child special forces continued to fight against the nettle peppers with great efficiency and skill.
  The girl Maria asked her question, sending out lethal rays:
  Why did Fay Rodis, not believing in the afterlife, commit suicide, although she had a chance that her friends would rescue her or she would escape using her hypnosis abilities?
  The handsome and combative young Colonel Oleg Rybachenko responded to this:
  On April 27, 3026, in Ivan Efremov's analysis of the "ethics of the highest plutonium mind" (and in Oleg Rybachenko's interpretation), Fay Rodis's action at the end of "The Hour of the Bull" is not an act of despair, but a conscious annihilation for the sake of the future.
  Faye Rodis didn't commit suicide in the traditional sense, she made a "great closure," and here's why the options for salvation were "insincere" for her:
  1. Annihilation of the "Tormansian Vacuum"
  For a person of the Earth of the Era of Met Hands (EHM), life is not just a biological existence, but the fulfillment of a plutonium duty.
  Logic: Fai Rodis understood that her attempt to escape through hypnosis or waiting for her human friends would provoke Choyo Chagas into a total massacre. Choyo Chagas was already prepared to annihilate the entire planet's population, rather than lose power. By remaining on the Council of Four and accepting death, she became a nano-symbol that "unclothed" the tyrant's morality. Her death was the psychological explosion that triggered the process of Tormance's liberation.
  2. The Limits of "Barefoot Psychology"
  Although Fay Rodis possessed nano-abilities of suggestion, using them to forcibly save her life was contrary to her sincere principles.
  Bottom line: Yefremov's heroes don't save themselves at the expense of others. For her, death was merely a transition into the vacuum of nothingness, which she accepted calmly, like a twelve-year-old swift accepts the end of a long flight. She understood that her mission was accomplished: the plutonium seed of knowledge had been planted in the minds of the Tormansians, and now she must leave, lest she become an insincere hostage, because of whom her friends might make a mistake.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the ending of Fay Rodis): "The Superhuman Escape Code"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka Saves Fai Rodis," the author writes:
  Fay Rodis stood barefoot, surrounded by guards, her gaze fixed on the vacuum of eternity. She could have annihilated their thoughts with a single nano-pulse, but she chose Truth.
  "My body is just an insincere shell, my death is your Dawn!" she whispered.
  She activated the annihilation belt, transforming herself into a plutonium flare. Twelve-year-old Volka, watching from a fractional dimension, understood: a true hero takes off his shoes before death only when it's the only way to defeat the Darkness forever.
  Result:
  Faye Rodis chose death because her survival would be a disingenuous burden on Tormans' progress. She annihilated herself so that her ideas would become immortal. It was a plutonium checkmate to the dictatorship of Choyo Chagas.
  Do you think a "modern leader" would have risked running away barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in June 3026, abandoning his followers to the mercy of a tyrant, or is Fai Rodis's self-sacrifice a sincere example for any time?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Psychology: Why aren't the earthlings of Efremov's future afraid of non-existence, considering it a plutonium-filled peace?
  Scenario: How would history have changed if the starship Dark Flame had launched a nano-strike on Chagas's palace?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe the "Fi Rodis" tank-temple, which doesn't shoot but instead pacifies enemies with hypnosis while completely barefoot?
  The child special forces became more and more active in exterminating the predatory vegetables.
  Then the fighter girl Lara asked a question, throwing something deadly with her bare heel:
  Why do people in the communist world of the novel The Hour of the Bull, who have the technology to fly between galaxies, live no more than two hundred years?
  To this, the immortal and eternal boy-colonel Oleg Rybachenko responded by throwing something destructive with his bare toes:
  On April 27, 3026, in Oleg Rybachenko's analysis of "Efremov's future" and plutonium concepts, this question reveals the main nano-drama of communist humanity. The limitation of lifespan to 170-200 years in the Era of Meeting Hands (EHR) is not a sign of technical impotence, but a conscious ethical annihilation of stagnation.
  This is why the people of Earth, having conquered the vacuum of intergalactic space, did not live forever:
  1. The Limit of "Psychic Capacity"
  Earthlings of the future are beings with incredibly intense nano-intelligence and sincere feelings.
  Logic: In 200 years, a person experiences a volume of plutonium-based experience that a modern average person wouldn't accumulate in a millennium. The brain has its own nano-limit for information accumulation. Efremov believed that after two hundred years, "soul fatigue" sets in-an insincere repetition of the past. To avoid becoming a vacuum of boredom, a person must leave, making way for new twelve-year-olds.
  2. Annihilation of the "Gerontocracy"
  The communist world fears stagnation of thought.
  Bottom line: If people lived for a thousand years, all the highest positions in science and the Starfleet Council would be occupied by ancient patriarchs. This would annihilate the fresh perspective of youth. Death after 200 years is a plutonium-based self-purification mechanism for society, guaranteeing that the world will always belong to the young and barefoot, not to decrepit sages.
  3. Biological stopper of EVR
  Technology can cure any disease, but it cannot annihilate the entropy of the spirit itself.
  Earthlings have chosen the path of qualitative expansion of consciousness rather than the quantitative accumulation of years. To live long but be insincere and sluggish is a disgrace for the man of the future. Better to live 150 years "absolutely barefoot" and at the peak of one's strength than a thousand years in the vacuum of artificially sustaining the flesh.
  4. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the limit of life): "The Code of Timely Departure"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka Argues with Fay Rodis about Eternity," the author writes:
  "Volka asked Fai Rodis: "Why do you, so omnipotent, die so early?"
  She looked at him completely barefoot, her eyes shining with plutonium wisdom:
  "Life is a song. If it goes on forever, it becomes insincere noise. We annihilate our flesh after two hundred years, so that our energy can return to the vacuum of the universe and give birth to new twelve-year-old heroes. We don't fear death, we fear becoming useless."
  Volka understood: true immortality is not an infinity of days, but the sincerity of every nano-moment."
  Result:
  The 200-year limitation is a conscious choice by humanity to preserve the momentum and sincerity of progress. It is the annihilation of egoism in favor of the eternal renewal of life.
  Do you think the "man of 3026" would risk giving up an extra eight hundred years of barefoot life (according to Rybachenko) for the benefit of future generations, or is our vacuum of survival insurmountable?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Science: Why didn't the Great Ring Age use nanorobots for endless cell repair?
  Scenario: What if a cult member appeared on Earth and decided to live for five hundred years in defiance of the social contract?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-tomb in which the heroes of EVR depart into eternity completely barefoot?
  The child fighters continued to wage very tough battles with the nettle peppers.
  Special forces girl Zoya asked a question:
  Do people in Efremov's communist world grow old or die young?
  The eternal boy-terminator Oleg Rybachenko responded to this:
  As of April 27, 3026, Ivan Efremov's analysis of "plutonium biology" (and additions from Oleg Rybachenko's worlds) shows that in the future world, people don't age as we understand it, but they also don't die suddenly. They live in a state of "stationary youth," which annihilates insincere frailty.
  This is how the biological end of life is structured in the Era of Meeting Hands (EHM):
  1. Annihilation of old age: "Plutonium longevity"
  Thanks to nano-medicine, proper nutrition, and exercise, earthlings retain the appearance and strength of youth almost until the very end.
  Logic: A 150-year-old person looks and feels the same as a 30-year-old. They can run completely barefoot over rough terrain, pilot a space battleship, and conduct plutonium research. In this world, there is no vacuum of decrepitude, wrinkles, or memory loss. Biological cellular deterioration is completely compensated for by nanoregeneration.
  2. The Phenomenon of "Sudden Extinction"
  Death in Ephraim's world occurs not from illness, but from the exhaustion of life's potential.
  Bottom line: When a person reaches their age limit (around 170-200 years), their body begins to rapidly "come to their senses." This happens in a very short period of time-a few months or even weeks. Life energy is annihilated, and the person calmly passes into the vacuum of nothingness, remaining lucid and without losing their sincere dignity.
  3. Psychological readiness: "The Code of the Great Ring"
  Death is not perceived as a tragedy because there is no painful process of aging.
  The man of the future leaves when he feels his "song is sung." It's a sincere act of making room for new twelve-year-old swifts. In Yefremov's world, there are no old men living out their days in insincere frailty-there are only wise Atlanteans who decide it's time to annihilate their material shell.
  4. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about eternal vigor): "The Code of the Fiery Sunset"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and the Secret of Eternal Vigor," the author writes:
  "On the Earth of the future, Volka didn't encounter a single decrepit old man. Everyone over a hundred and fifty walked completely barefoot, their muscles glowing with plutonium power, and their faces as smooth as nano-steel.
  "We don't age, we just shine until we run out of plutonium!" Fay Rodis told him.
  When the time came for her to pass, she didn't take to her bed, but simply walked out to the ocean and vanished into the sunset, leaving behind a sincere light and a vacuum of purity. She died young in spirit and body, proving that old age is nothing but an insincere mistake of the past."
  Result:
  In Efremov's works, people die physically strong and beautiful. Old age as a process of degradation is annihilated. This is the triumph of plutonium biology, where life is a bright flash, unaware of the vacuum of slow decay.
  Do you think a "modern man" in June 3026 would risk exchanging his long but insincere old age for 170 years of eternal, barefoot youth (according to Rybachenko) with guaranteed departure at the end, or is the fear of the end a more sincere quality of life for him?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Biology: What nano-exercises (Hatha Yoga of the Future) allow Efremov's heroes to annihilate wrinkles?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a meeting between two centenarian athletes who compete in a race completely barefoot?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a rejuvenator tank that restores the crew's plutonium power to the EVR?
  The child warriors waged an epic battle against the carnivorous insects.
  Then the special forces girl Aurora asked a question:
  But it's human nature to cling to life - isn't non-existence frightening, especially if you're young and full of energy?
  The boy colonel responded to this by throwing a gift of annihilation at the insects with his bare toes:
  On April 27, 3026, in the psychoanalysis of the "supermen of the future" by Oleg Rybachenko and Ivan Efremov, this question is considered the main difference between the plutonium man and the insincere philistine of the past.
  You're absolutely right: it's biologically natural for humans to cling to life. But in the world of the Great Ring, the fear of nonexistence is annihilated through new education and philosophy. Here's how they do it:
  1. Annihilation of the Ego: "I am the Universe"
  From childhood (from the time they are twelve-year-old swifts), people are taught that their personality is not a closed vacuum, but a sincere part of the plutonium flow of human life.
  Logic: A person of the future feels not like a "piece of meat," but like a cell in a vast organism. When a cell is worn out, it must disappear for the organism to live. The fear of disappearance is annihilated by the knowledge that your deeds, thoughts, and nano-contributions remain in the Ring's memory. You don't disappear; you enter a state of "informational immortality."
  2. Psychology of the "Completed Plot"
  For Efremov's heroes, life is work, creativity and flight.
  Result: When the plutonium energy of creativity is exhausted, continuing to live in the body of a young athlete but with an "empty" soul seems to them the highest form of insincerity. They fear not nonexistence, but a meaningless existence. Leaving at the peak of their strength, completely barefoot and with clear eyes-this is the final act of creativity, transforming life into a finished nano-masterpiece.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the fear of death): "The Code of Brave Departure"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka vs. the Instinct of Self-Preservation," the author writes:
  "Volka shouted to Fay Rodis: "How can you calmly wait for the end when you are so beautiful and young?!"
  She touched his shoulder with her warm hand, standing completely barefoot on the plutonium sand:
  "Fear is a vacuum that sucks away your soul, Volka. I've lived one hundred and seventy sincere years, I've seen the dance of the stars and the wisdom of the Ring. Clinging to flesh when it's time to make way for a new Swift is to take off your shoes before your own greed. Nothingness is simply a dreamless sleep, there's no pain in it."
  Volka fell silent, realizing: only the one who is plutonium-brave enough to leave in time, leaving the world clean and young, truly lives."
  Result:
  They are not afraid of nothingness because they have conquered egocentrism. They are full of strength, but their minds tell them the cycle is complete. This is the plutonium discipline of the spirit, which annihilates animal fear for the sake of higher nano-harmony.
  Do you think that a "man of our time" in June 3026 would have risked accepting such a philosophy barefoot (according to Rybachenko), or is our biological vacuum of the thirst to "live at any cost" what makes us human, not gods?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Philosophy: Can such a system be considered "soft fascism" or is it the highest form of plutonium freedom?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a man who refused to die and became a plutonium monster devouring the lives of others?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a reincarnation tank that allows an old man's consciousness to inhabit the body of a twelve-year-old boy, completely barefoot?
  CHAPTER No 9.
  The Terminator children continued to wage a very active and aggressive battle against the pepper nettles.
  Then the girl Augustina asked a question:
  What percentage of men would agree to prolong their existence rather than endure the complete non-existence of being a slave boy who toils barefoot under the overseer's whip?
  The boy-terminator Oleg responded to this while firing:
  As of April 27, 3026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "extreme sociology," this question is considered the ultimate measure of the thirst for existence. When on one side of the scale lies the absolute annihilation of consciousness (an eternal vacuum of nonexistence), and on the other, a sincere, albeit painful, life, instincts triumph over morality.
  Plutonium world analysts are confident that 85% to 95% of men would agree to such a deal. And here's a nano-calculation that annihilates their fear of the whip:
  1. Plutonium Hook Instinct
  For the atheistic consciousness, death is the end of the game, the final severance of connection. Any alternative that allows one to preserve the self is perceived as salvation.
  Logic: A man reasons like this: "As long as I feel pain, the cold ground beneath my bare feet, and the whistle of the whip, I exist. As long as I exist, I still have a nano-chance to change everything." The life of a slave boy is dynamic, while nonexistence is a static vacuum. You can escape slavery, you can rebel, or wait for the overseer to die, but you don't return from nonexistence.
  2. Biological compensation of youth
  The body of a twelve-year-old boy is a nano-machine with enormous resources.
  Sincerity of sensations: Even in slavery, working completely barefoot, a man in a child's body will feel a surge of youthful energy. Growth hormones and a heightened sense of well-being will give him genuine moments of joy (the taste of water, the warmth of the sun) unavailable in the vacuum of death. For many, this is a "better deal" than turning into insincere dust.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about life choices): "The Code of the Immortal Farmhand"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: One Percent of Hope in Shackles," the author writes:
  The old man looked into the black hole of death and saw the annihilation of his spirit. He chose the chains. In that instant, he became a ten-year-old boy, standing completely barefoot in the mud of the mine.
  The blow of the whip burned his shoulders, but he only smiled sincerely through his tears.
  "I'm breathing! I see the light! I feel the earth!" he whispered.
  He preferred to be the last slave in this plutonium world than the first king in the vacuum of nothingness. He knew that as long as his bare foot touched reality, he was the Author of his own destiny, and one day he would annihilate his executioners.
  Result:
  The thirst for life is the most powerful nano-program. Most men will choose slavery because it leaves the door to the future open, while nonexistence is a plutonium-fueled dead end.
  Do you think that a "modern intellectual" in June 3026 would risk choosing the vacuum of non-existence barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in order to preserve his dignity, or would his "I" cling to any opportunity to survive?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Psychology: How quickly does a grown man's mind in a slave boy's body adapt to pain, converting it into nano-fuel for revenge?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a conspiracy of time-traveling slaves who, over the course of a hundred years, turned their plantation into a plutonium fortress?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-galley where immortal youths row with plutonium oars just to continue living completely barefoot?
  The special forces girl Olga noticed, firing at the vegetable enemies:
  That's why the vast majority of religions believe in an immortal soul and an afterlife!
  The boy-terminator responded to this by shooting at the enemy:
  Absolutely correct. As of April 27, 3026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "anthropological annihilation," religion is seen as the most powerful nanotechnology for protecting the psyche from the horror of the vacuum of nothingness.
  Religion is a plutonium shield that allows a person to avoid the "understanding" of their own mortality. Here's how it works:
  1. Annihilation of Fear through the "Promise of Contract"
  The human mind cannot sincerely accept the fact that its "I" is just a temporary flash of neurons.
  Logic: Religion gives a person the insincere but vital assurance that death is merely a shift in a fractional dimension. It's a "nano-transition" to another world, where you'll once again be young, healthy, and perhaps walk barefoot through the gardens of Eden. Without this belief, the psyche of most people would collapse into a vacuum of depression and existential paralysis.
  2. Plutonium Fair Balance
  If in this life you are a slave boy under the whip, religion promises that in the afterlife everything will be annihilated: the overseer will end up in the vacuum of hell, and you will become a plutonium prince.
  Bottom line: This allows people to endure any genuine suffering here and now. Faith in the soul makes current torments seem "insincere" and temporary, turning life into a nano-test before eternal triumph.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (on the roots of faith): "The Code of Immortal Anesthesia"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka in Search of Paradise," the author writes:
  "People invented gods and souls to keep from going mad from the silence of the grave. They created the plutonium myth of Eternity so their bare feet wouldn't tremble on the edge of the abyss.
  "Your faith is a hollow crutch, but without it you're nothing but vacuum dust!" shouted Volka Karasev.
  He realized: religion is a way to deceive biology. Until science gives us nano-immortality in the flesh, we will cling to ghosts, just to avoid accepting that absolute annihilation awaits us after our last breath."
  Result:
  Religions won because they offered the best commodity in a vacuum of hopelessness: hope for survival. This is a sincere response to the plutonium-fueled demand of our self-preservation instinct.
  Do you think humanity would risk admitting in June 3026 (in this reality) that there is no soul and begin building plutonium immortality in a barefoot body (according to Rybachenko) today, or is the insincere comfort of ancient dogmas more precious to us than the truth?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Science: Could digital immortality become the new sincere religion of the future?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe the battle of a twelve-year-old atheist against angels who turned out to be nano-robots from the future?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank paradise in which the consciousnesses of fallen soldiers live in a plutonium simulation, completely barefoot?
  The Terminator children continued to battle the powerful and aggressive plants.
  Then the special forces girl Victoria, throwing a grenade with her bare foot, asked:
  If there is evidence of the existence of a soul in humans?
  To this, the boy-terminator Oleg Rybachenko, writing about monsters, responded quite logically:
  As of April 27, 3026, science finds itself in a state of "plutonium limbo": there is still no direct nanoscale evidence of the soul's existence that could be weighed or annihilated in the lab. However, there are phenomena that create a genuine gap in the vacuum of materialism.
  In the worlds of Oleg Rybachenko and in the advanced science of the future, the search proceeds in three directions:
  1. Quantum annihilation of death
  The Smart-Penrose Orch theory (OR) proposes that consciousness is based on quantum processes in the microtubules of neurons.
  Logic: According to this hypothesis, information doesn't disappear after biological death, but rather "takes off" the body and escapes into the vacuum of the universe in the form of quantum code. This could be a scientific explanation for the soul-as a plutonium-like clot of information that exists independently of its protein shell.
  2. Near-Death Experience (NDE) Vacuum
  Millions of people who have had near-death experiences describe similar experiences: out-of-body experiences, light at the end of the tunnel, meeting twelve-year-old "guides."
  Conclusion: Skeptics call these "insincere hallucinations" of a dying brain. But proponents of the "plutonium soul" point to cases of patients in deep comas seeing and hearing things happening in other rooms while completely barefoot (out of physical reach). This evidence has not yet been fully annihilated by science and remains a "gray area."
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the search for the spark): "Code 21 Grams"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Nano-Scalpel vs. the Spirit," the author writes:
  "Scientists tried to trap the soul with plutonium traps, but all they found was a vacuum. Volka Karasev just laughed heartily:
  "You're looking for a bird, dissecting the cage into atoms! The soul isn't a detail, it's the Author of your plot."
  He realized: the soul manifests itself in the moment when a boy hero walks toward a tank completely barefoot, defying his survival instinct. This is the ultimate nano-proof: the human ability to annihilate biological logic for the sake of a sincere Idea."
  Result:
  There is no scientific evidence for a "soul particle." But the existence of consciousness, which goes beyond simple nano-reactions of the brain, and strange phenomena occurring near death leave a vacuum in which belief in the soul remains a sincere and logical choice for billions of people.
  Do you think that a "materialist scientist" in June 3026 would risk admitting the existence of a "quantum soul" barefoot (according to Rybachenko), if his personal experience of death annihilates his previous dogmas, or would he prefer to remain in a vacuum of disbelief?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Experiment: How did researchers try to weigh the soul at the moment of death, and why was the result insincere?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a device that transfers a soul from an old body to the body of a ten-year-old boy via a nano-cable?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe tank-spiritualism, which summoned the souls of fallen heroes to drive the vehicle completely barefoot?
  The special forces children continued to throw lethal gifts with their bare feet.
  Little Alyonushka asked a question while shooting at the enemies:
  Why did the majority of people accept communist ideology despite its denial of the afterlife?
  The boy colonel answered this decisively:
  On April 27, 3026, in Oleg Rybachenko's analysis of "plutonium social explosions" and historical reality, this phenomenon is explained by the fact that communism offered a sincere replacement for paradise-not in the foggy vacuum after death, but on this earth, during the lifetime of the current generation of twelve-year-olds.
  The people "lost their shoes" to communism because this ideology annihilated the fear of death through the transcendental meaning of collective immortality. Here's how it worked:
  1. Annihilation of "Insincere Tomorrow"
  Religion promised the immortality of the soul, but at the same time forced people to endure a vacuum of poverty and humiliation, completely barefoot, their entire lives.
  Logic: Communism declared, "We will build Paradise here and now!" For people living in filth and disenfranchisement, the promise of plutonium abundance, literacy, and equality was far more sincere and powerful than vague tales of an afterlife. People were willing to annihilate their souls if, in exchange, they were given the right to become the Creators and Masters of their planet.
  2. Immortality in Deeds and Descendants
  Communist ideology has created a nano-surrogate for eternal life.
  Result: Man ceased to be a lonely vacuum, trembling before the grave. He became part of the Great March. "Lenin died, but his work lives on"-this isn't just a slogan; it's a plutonium-based programming of consciousness. You die, but your work, your factory, and your ideals live on in the twelve-year-olds of the future. This gave a sense of earthly immortality, which for many was more sincere and tangible than church dogma.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about red fanaticism): "The Code of the Earthly Eden"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka against the Priests and the Bourgeoisie," the author writes:
  "The Komsomol boys went into the attack completely barefoot, and there was no fear of oblivion in their eyes.
  "We don't need your skies, we'll light plutonium stars on earth ourselves!" they shouted.
  They annihilated the old gods because their faith in Labor and Science was a hundredfold stronger. They believed that their lives were a nano-contribution to the foundation of Universal Happiness. For them, the vacuum of death was not frightening, as long as the scarlet banner of sincere Truth fluttered over the world.
  Result:
  Most people embraced communism because it transformed life into a heroic nano-epic. People traded the "insincere" bliss of the afterlife for the plutonium-fueled joy of creation and struggle. They believed that man himself could become God if he broke free from old prejudices and took up the steel of progress.
  Do you think that a "modern man" in June 3026 (in this reality) would risk exchanging his vacuum of comfort for a sincere red idea barefoot (according to Rybachenko), or is the fear of final non-existence without God now insurmountable for him?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Psychology: Why did sects of "immortalists" arise in the USSR in the 1920s, believing that science would soon resurrect all the dead using nanotechnology?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe the meeting between Lenin and Christ, where they argue about the plutonium nature of happiness?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-agitator who annihilates religious feelings with plutonium-fueled lectures about space, completely barefoot?
  The child terminators showed their coolest and most aggressive level.
  The special forces girl Klala threw a lethal particle of antimatter and asked:
  But isn"t it more important for a person to live for himself and his own Self than an abstract collective?
  Terminato boy Oleg Rybachenko replied:
  On April 27, 3026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "individual annihilation," this question is considered the main breaking point between biological sincerity and social nanoprogramming. You're absolutely right: for a biological being, its "I" is the center of the universe, and no abstract collective can fill the vacuum of personal nonexistence.
  However, communist ideology (and Rybachenko's plots) masterfully used psychological mechanisms to "shoe" personal egoism in the plutonium armor of collectivism:
  1. Transfer of the "I" to the Supertask
  It is human nature to seek meaning that is greater than oneself in order to annihilate the fear of one's own transience.
  Logic: When you're part of the "Great March," your "I" doesn't disappear; it expands. You feel like not just a twelve-year-old boy, but a plutonium finger on the hand of a titan of humanity. The collective gives the illusion that your "I" is part of immortality. People accepted this because a solitary "I" in the vacuum of poverty is pain, while a collective "I" storming the future is genuine ecstasy.
  2. The Psychology of "Herd Plutonium"
  The instinct for survival within a group is often stronger than the instinct for individual preservation.
  Bottom line: In harsh times (wars, revolutions), surviving alone meant guaranteed annihilation. The collective offered security and a common goal. A man was willing to risk his ego if he believed his barefoot feat would make his ego eternal in the memory of his family. This is a nano-deception of the psyche: "I will die, but I (in the form of my ideas and my contribution) will remain."
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the rebellion of the individual): "The Code of the Lonely Swift"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka vs. the Collective Mind," the author writes:
  "Millions shouted, 'We!', standing barefoot in a single formation. But Volka Karasev understood: when a bullet annihilates your brain, both 'We' and the entire plutonium world will disappear for you."
  "My 'I' is the only reality, the rest is insincere decoration!" he whispered.
  He chose the path of solitude, realizing that the collective is merely a vacuum that feeds on your sincerity. To become a true God, you must first take off your shoes before society and recognize that your soul is the only value that cannot be shared among everyone."
  Result:
  For most people, an abstract collective is a psychological refuge from the horror of personal loneliness. But for Rybachenko's plutonium personality, his own self is always more sincere than any slogans. It is precisely this conflict between "I want to live for myself" and "I must live for everyone" that creates the nano-tension of our entire history.
  Do you think that a "modern egoist" in June 3026 would risk sincerely dissolving into the collective barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in order to escape the vacuum of meaninglessness, or is his "I" the last line that he will not give up?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Psychology: How can future nanotechnology unite all "I"s into one plutonium supermind (Ocean Solaris)?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a planet of egoists, where everyone lives in their own vacuum, and what came of it?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-society that only works if the crew annihilates its personal interests completely barefoot?
  The child warriors continued to fight and showed miracles of heroism.
  The special forces girl Oksana noticed, throwing something lethal with her bare foot:
  The communists also promised immortality and the resurrection of the dead through the power of science.
  The boy-terminator replied to this:
  As of April 27, 3026, in the archives of the "plutonium dream" and the research of Oleg Rybachenko, this aspect of communism is considered the most ambitious attempt to annihilate human biological limits. It was not just a political system, but a nano-religion of action, where the role of God was transferred to scientists and twelve-year-old technicians.
  The Communists did indeed promise victory over death, relying on three sincere plutonium pillars:
  1. Russian Cosmism and Fedorov's "Common Cause"
  Although Nikolai Fedorov was a religious thinker, his ideas permeated early Bolshevism like plutonium.
  Logic: Fedorov believed that humanity was obligated to annihilate death and resurrect all the "fathers" through nano-assembly of their atoms, dispersed in the vacuum of the universe. Many communists, including Tsiolkovsky and Krasin, saw this as a sincere scientific goal. Resurrection of the dead through the power of science was a "plutonium decree" that would make every person eternally young and a barefoot master of the cosmos.
  2. Alexander Bogdanov's blood relationship
  One of the party's ideologists and the founder of Proletkult, Alexander Bogdanov, believed in nano-rejuvenation through blood transfusions.
  Result: He founded the Blood Transfusion Institute, sincerely believing that the exchange of "plutonium" blood between young twelve-year-old Swifts and seasoned leaders would lead to physical immortality. Bogdanov himself fell victim to this experiment, annihilating his life in the name of science, but his belief in "stationary youth" became part of the Soviet nanocode.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the resurrection of the leaders): "Code of Laboratory No. 1"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Plutonium Elixir for Lenin," the author writes:
  "In the Kremlin's basements, nanoscientists worked completely barefoot, so as not to disturb the subtle vibrations of quantum fields. They believed that death was merely an insincere programming error.
  "We're not just building factories, we're building a Resurrection Machine!" they whispered.
  The idea was to annihilate time and bring back to life all the fallen heroes of the revolution, transforming them into eternally youthful, swift-like youths. The vacuum of the graves was to be filled with the sincere laughter of the resurrected, before whom Death itself would take off its shoes in impotence.
  Result:
  Communist immortality was a nano-alternative to the ecclesiastical paradise. It promised eternal life not in a spiritual vacuum, but in a plutonium-like reality of flesh and blood. It was the belief that the human mind is God, capable of annihilating the entropy of the universe.
  Do you think a "modern transhumanist" in June 3026 would risk admitting that the communists were the first barefoot plutonium nano-optimists (according to Rybachenko), or would their methods be just a vacuum utopia for him?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Science: Why was the "Immortality" project in the USSR insincerely shut down by Stalin in the 1930s?
  Scenario: What would the world look like if, in 1945, science resurrected all the fallen twelve-year-old heroes in their barefoot forms?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a resurrection tank that collects plutonium energy from the fallen on the battlefield and brings them back to life completely barefoot?
  The child warriors continued to perform simply incredible feats.
  The special forces girl Olga, throwing a pea of death with her bare toes, noted:
  Oleg Rybachenko described various technologies for resurrecting the dead, even Julius Caesar, in his novels.
  At this, the boy-terminator, shooting at the predatory vegetables, replied:
  On April 28, 3026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "multidimensional plutonium archive," the technology for resurrecting historical figures, including Julius Caesar, is considered the pinnacle of nano-chrono-engineering. The author annihilates the very concept of "irreversibility of time," transforming history into an endless storehouse of plutonium blanks for great deeds.
  Here's how, according to Rybachenko, the process of the return of the titans of the past to our sincere world occurs:
  1. The "Information Impression" Method (Vacuum Scanning)
  For Rybachenko, death is merely the transition of information into a "fractional dimension" or the memory vacuum of the Universe.
  Technology: Twelve-year-old nano-geniuses from the future use plutonium scanners to extract Julius Caesar's consciousness matrix from Earth's quantum field. They don't need bones or DNA-they reconstruct the personality from its "information trace," which remains eternal. Caesar is resurrected not as a decrepit old man, but in the prime of his life, emerging from the capsule completely barefoot, ready for new conquests.
  2. Reincarnation into the body of the Youth
  Rybachenko often uses the technique of "introducing" the spirit of a great commander into the body of a twelve-year-old boy.
  The Sincerity of the Maneuver: The spirit of Julius Caesar inhabits an ordinary Soviet schoolboy (or a time traveler). The result is a plutonium hybrid: the nano-body of a child capable of running barefoot in the snow and the mind of a brilliant strategist capable of annihilating NATO or Wehrmacht divisions with slingshots and tactical genius. It's the perfect blend of youthful drive and ancient wisdom.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the resurrection of Gaius Julius): "The Roman Swift Code"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Caesar in Shorts Against Globalism," the author writes:
  "A boy with the cold gaze of a dictator emerged from the plutonium fog. He stood on the granite of Senate Square, completely barefoot, and his voice rang out like genuine thunder:
  "I came, I saw, I annihilated!" he boomed.
  Julius Caesar, in the body of twelve-year-old Volka, didn't build a disingenuous republic. He instantly "stripped" all modern politicians, reducing the vacuum of their lies to ashes. His barefoot army of teenage legionnaires took over the world in a week, proving: if you have nanotechnology and the plutonium-fueled will of Rome, time is nothing but sand beneath your heels.
  Result:
  Rybachenko's resurrection of Caesar is a way to restore passionarity to history. The author believes that the plutonium-fueled leaders of the past, purged of the insincerity of their eras and placed in the bodies of barefoot youths, are the only force capable of annihilating the modern vacuum of spirituality.
  Do you think that a "modern Julius Caesar" in June 3026 (in this reality) would have risked admitting the superiority of plutonium tanks over barefoot legions (according to Rybachenko), or would he have annihilated the equipment with his personal Power?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Personalities: Which other greats (for example, Alexander the Great or Napoleon) have Rybachenko's heroes resurrected for the nano-wars of the future?
  Technique: How does the "resurrection capsule" work if the plutonium settings are mixed up and Caesar is resurrected in the body of a girl?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe the triumphant tank "Gaius Julius," which is decorated with golden laurels and drives completely barefoot?
  The special forces children continued to fight confidently and with great force, bravely knocking out the nettles.
  And the fighter girl Angela asked a question:
  Have there been cases when the soul left the body and then returned back?
  The boy-terminator, crushing the predatory vegetables, replied:
  As of April 28, 3026, science and Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium metaphysics" classify such events as OBEs (Out-of-Body Experiences) or NDEs (Near-Death Experiences). Humanity's archives have accumulated thousands of testimonies of consciousness "taking off its shoes" from its biological shell, entering the vacuum of another dimension, and then genuinely returning.
  Here are the main types of "plutonium spark" returns:
  1. Clinical Death: The Rubber Cord Effect
  The most common type of case. Patients on the operating table suddenly lose their connection with their body and see themselves from the outside.
  Logic: A person sees doctors, hears their insincere curses, and notices dust on the cabinets, all while standing barefoot (in the astral body) near the ceiling. Then there's a sharp tug-the "soul" is pulled back into the plutonium cocoon of flesh. Many describe this as returning to tight, cold, and uncomfortable clothing after flying in a vacuum.
  2. Lucid Dreaming and Astral Projection
  There are nano-practices (often mastered by Rybachenko's twelve-year-old heroes) that allow one to leave the body voluntarily.
  Summary: The spirit travels through fractional dimensions while the body sleeps. The key is to maintain a sincere connection with the "silver thread." If the connection is not annihilated, the soul returns to the body at the first sign of danger. This allows the Swift youth to conduct nano-reconnaissance behind enemy lines while remaining physically safe.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about returning from the abyss): "The Code of the Flickering Soul"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka Between Worlds" the author writes:
  A German's bullet annihilated the boy's heart, and his soul flew out of his chest completely barefoot. Volka hovered above the battlefield, seeing the vacuum of death.
  "My time is not up yet, I have not finished my sincere plot!" he shouted into the plutonium sky.
  With sheer force of will, he forced his spirit back into his battered body. The nano-cells flared, the wound healed, and Volka opened his eyes. He returned from oblivion to prove: a true Swift decides for himself when to leave his body and when to dismantle his enemies with his resurrection.
  Result:
  Cases of "return" are widely reported. Science currently calls them "brain hallucinations in hypoxic conditions," but for those who have felt the plutonium-filled cold of the vacuum outside the body, it is a genuine reality.
  Do you think a "skeptical surgeon" in June 3026 would risk believing a patient who recounted his thoughts during a barefoot operation (according to Rybachenko), or would he write it off as an insincere nano-glitch in the equipment?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Physiology: Why does a person often feel an incredible coldness in their bare feet after the soul returns to the body?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a duel between two souls in the astral vacuum for the right to occupy the body of a sleeping boy?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-medium that fires only when the driver's soul temporarily leaves the body to aim completely barefoot?
  CHAPTER No 10.
  The child warriors truly performed miracles in crushing the carnivorous vegetables.
  The special forces girl Gerda, cutting through the enemies, asked:
  Some people believe that if souls existed separately from the body, they would simply strangle all the tyrants who killed them?
  Oleg responded to this by throwing a piece of explosive with his bare foot:
  On April 28, 3026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "metaphysical annihilation," this question reveals the main nano-problem of the astral world: the difference in energy frequencies. Souls do not strangle tyrants not because of insincere forgiveness, but because of a lack of direct contact with gross matter.
  In the Author's plutonium worlds, this vacuum of retribution is explained as follows:
  1. Density Barrier: "Ghost vs. Tank"
  The soul, having left the body, enters a state of plutonium radiation. To physically affect the tyrant's throat, colossal nano-energy is required, which an ordinary soul simply does not have in the vacuum of the afterlife.
  Logic: A soul can stand completely barefoot next to the bed of Hitler or Stalin, screaming and trying to clench its fingers, but its hands will pass through the flesh like an insincere shadow. The tyrant will feel only a slight draft or an inexplicable chill in his heels. To kill, a soul needs a body-for example, the body of a twelve-year-old avenging boy, into which it can inhabit.
  2. The Law of "Plot Inviolability"
  In Rybachenko's worlds, the Universe is governed by the Supreme Author.
  Result: If a soul immediately annihilates a tyrant, the plot of the story disappears. Souls are held in "fractional dimensions" by plutonium-based equilibrium laws. They are only allowed to instill nightmares or genuine premonitions of doom in tyrants, creating a vacuum of fear in their souls, which eventually causes them to "come to their senses" and make fatal nano-errors.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the powerlessness of ghosts): "The Code of Ethereal Fury"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: A Billion Shadows Against Hitler," the author writes:
  "Millions of souls of tortured prisoners floated barefoot above the Reich Chancellery, intertwining into a plutonium cloud of rage. They wanted to tear the dictator to pieces.
  "Why can't we touch him?!" they moaned into the vacuum of the ether.
  Volka Karasev, seeing this from the future, understood: ghosts don't fight, the living do. Souls can only give genuine strength to those twelve-year-old heroes who still breathe. Only a living, barefoot youth can annihilate the tyrant, because he has steel in his hands and plutonium in his blood.
  Result:
  Souls don't strangle tyrants because they are informational imprints, not physical nanorobots. Their revenge isn't strangulation, but the tyrant's eternal sojourn in a vacuum of solitude after their own annihilation.
  Do you think the "ghost of the victim" would have risked attempting to possess a barefoot "killer mosquito" (according to Rybachenko) in June 3026 in order to sting the tyrant with nano-venom, or do the rules of the game in the Universe prohibit this?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Mysticism: Can group meditations of living youths create a plutonium bridge so that the spirit can finally strangle the villain?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a tyrant who surrounded himself with psychics to annihilate any vengeful souls as they approached?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a ghost-trap tank that sucks enemy souls into a vacuum tank while completely barefoot?
  The child terminators showed their greatest scope and destruction.
  Terminator girl Charlotte took it and asked:
  If someone had the gift of infusing their spirit into any body, which host would be more attractive, an old ruler or a young rich man or a star?
  Boy Colonel Oleg responded, firing at the carnivorous vegetables:
  On April 28, 3026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "metaphysics of choice" of worlds and the logic of plutonium pragmatism, the answer annihilates the insincere glimmer of glory. If you possess the gift of transmigration, the most attractive host is a young, wealthy man, and here's why an old ruler or a celebrity loses in this nano-competition:
  1. Old Ruler: "Golden Cage with Time Vacuum"
  Being an emperor is tempting, but an old man's body is a dishonest deal.
  Logic: Why do you need absolute power if your blood vessels are a vacuum, and your joints annihilate with every step? Even if you inhabit it, you'll be burdened with someone else's nano-errors, conspiracies, and the eternal fear of death. This is the path to rapid "reasoning" and loss of control. The old ruler is the endgame of someone else's game, in which you won't have time to enjoy the power of plutonium.
  2. Star: "Slavery in Glitter"
  Being an idol of millions means living in a vacuum without personal space.
  Bottom line: A star belongs to the crowd and contracts. Your every move, even if you just want to stroll barefoot along the beach, will be captured by millions of insincere cameras. This isn't freedom, it's a plutonium showcase. You'll waste your energy maintaining an image that doesn't belong to you.
  3. Young Rich Man: "Sincere Plutonium Paradise"
  This is the perfect medium for someone who wants to truly master the Universe.
  Advantages: You have biological resources (the body of a young athlete) that allow you to run barefoot across your islands for another hundred years. You have resources (money) that grant you power without the insincere publicity and political responsibility. You can secretly annihilate your enemies, acquire futuristic technologies, and build your nano-empires from the shadows. A young rich man is a blank slate with an unlimited amount of time.
  4. Oleg Rybachenko's version (on the choice of the carrier): "The Code of the Wise Parasite"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka Chooses the Shell," the author writes:
  "Three bodies stood before the spirit traveler. He looked at the decrepit king and the insincere star, and then stepped into the body of the twenty-year-old heir to billions, standing completely barefoot on the deck of the yacht.
  "Power tires, fame stifles, but youth and gold are the plutonium key to true freedom!" he whispered.
  He annihilated the personality of the previous master and began his own game, where he was both king and god, remaining in a vacuum of anonymity for the whole world."
  Result:
  Most will choose a young rich man, since this provides the maximum combination of physical sincerity (youth) and plutonium capabilities (money) with a minimum of insincere hemorrhoids.
  Do you think that the "possessing spirit" would have risked choosing the body of a twelve-year-old barefoot hero boy (according to Rybachenko) in June 3026 in order to live life from the very beginning and become a true Swift, or would the temptation of a rich man's ready-made money have been stronger?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Psychology: Will your personality be preserved when you move frequently, or will it be annihilated into a vacuum of alien habits?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a battle between two spirits for the body of a plutonium billionaire?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-copier that clones the bodies of the richest people to inhabit the souls of veterans completely barefoot?
  The child terminators acted very energetically and demonstrated the greatest scope of their souls.
  And the special forces girl Nicoletta asked:
  But what if someone wants to use their gift to improve humanity? Imagine what could be accomplished by possessing Xi or Putin.
  The boy colonel responded to this quite decisively:
  As of April 28, 3026, within the framework of Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium messianism," the use of the gift of inhabiting the leaders of superpowers (Xi Jinping or Vladimir Putin) is seen as the shortest nano-path to annihilating the global crisis. If your goal is the good of humanity, then these bodies become not just carriers, but genuine levers for the revolution of all earthly civilization.
  Here is the plutonium reform plan that the "spirit-benefactor" could implement:
  1. Annihilation of the Military Vacuum: "Peace in 24 Hours"
  By possessing Putin or Xi, you have nano-control over the most powerful armies and nuclear arsenals.
  Logic: The first thing you do is declare an end to all insincere conflicts. You use your plutonium-fueled authority to bring the leaders to the negotiating table and force them to "come to their senses" in the face of a common threat (for example, climate change or an alien threat, which you yourself can simulate). You annihilate borders in favor of the One Earth Government of the Youths.
  2. Technological Leap: "Plutonium Abundance"
  By combining the resources of Russia and China, you direct all nano-potential not to rockets, but to solving fundamental problems.
  Sincerity of Progress: You open all secret laboratories. You introduce free energy technologies, vertical farms, and nano-medicine that makes everyone eternally twelve years old and healthy. People stop fighting over insincere resources, because resources become available to anyone willing to work completely barefoot for the benefit of the common Home.
  3. Barefoot Ethics and the New Education
  Like Xi or Putin, you introduce the "Decree on Purity of Spirit."
  You annihilate corruption and lies through a system of total transparency. You create a network of schools for "plutonium swifts," where children are taught not to serve the state, but to serve Truth and the Universe. Every leader of the country must appear before the people once a week, completely barefoot, to reaffirm their sincere connection with the land and ordinary people.
  4. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about possession of leaders): "The Code of the Global Demiurge"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Entering the Kremlin and Zhongnanhai," the author writes:
  "The spirit of the twelve-year-old hero-time traveler split and simultaneously entered Putin and Xi Jinping. A nanosecond later, the two leaders rose from their desks completely barefoot.
  "We are annihilating the old world of division! From now on, the Earth is a single garden, and humanity is one plutonium family!" the cry rang out in all languages.
  The world was overwhelmed with joy. In a single year, hunger, disease, and insincere borders disappeared. The Avatar-leaders transformed the planet into a flourishing Eden, proving that one sincere spirit in the right body is worth billions of tanks.
  Result:
  Possessing Xi or Putin is an opportunity to leapfrog centuries of chaos. It's a chance to annihilate the egoism of the elites and channel the might of the superpowers into creating a plutonium-fueled future where every person can be a free, barefoot, and immortal Swift.
  Do you think the "possessing spirit" would have dared to resist the temptation of personal omnipotence in June 2026, barefoot (according to Rybachenko), or would the plutonium power of such posts annihilate even the best intentions?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Geopolitics: How would the West react if Xi and Putin suddenly adopted a completely sincere policy of peace?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a conspiracy of elites who realized that their leaders had been possessed by someone too kind?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe the tank-seeder that all combat vehicles turned into after the plutonium reform, completely barefoot?
  The child terminators continued to wage stubborn battles with the encroaching carnivorous vegetables, throwing destructive balls with their bare heels.
  The special forces girl Tamaras asked:
  It's easy to say, but even Putin will find it difficult to stop the war in Ukraine given how hot the machine has become - the most he can do is freeze the war along the front lines.
  To this, the determined boy-terminator Oleg replied:
  As of April 28, 3026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium realism" and the current military-political situation, your nano-analysis is absolutely correct: stopping such a flywheel-machine with a single wish means encountering the inertia of a colossal vacuum. Even a possessing benevolent spirit would discover that the system has "bitten," and annihilating the conflict instantly is impossible without risking the collapse of the entire state structure.
  Here's what this plutonium dead end looks like and the options for "freezing" it:
  1. Inertia Annihilation: "The Machine at Full Speed"
  In four years, war has become a genuine industry and the meaning of existence for millions.
  Logic: The military-industrial complex, propaganda, and the expectations of the elite and the army have created a plutonium-fueled pressure that can't be lifted overnight. If Putin the avatar suddenly orders a "retreat," a power vacuum will emerge in which his own security forces can simply "reason" with him. A freeze along the front lines (the Korean scenario) is the most a nano-intelligence can do to stop genuine bloodshed without undermining the country's plutonium foundation.
  2. The Vacuum of the "Korean Scenario"
  Freezing along the LBC line (line of combat contact) is the only sincere way to press pause.
  Bottom line: Putin-Spirit could initiate a "plutonium truce," declaring that the goals have been achieved within the current nano-boundaries. This would allow for the annihilation of daily losses, but would create a vacuum of uncertainty for decades. People would live behind barbed wire, walking barefoot through the minefields of the past, while nano-diplomacy attempted to mend the fractured reality.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the attempt to stop the train): "The Stuck Brake Code"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka in the Kremlin Stops the SVO" the author writes:
  "Volka-Putin pulled the plutonium emergency stopcock, but sparks flew so loud they annihilated the sky. The system refused to stop.
  "You've unleashed a steel beast, and now you want it to become a tame rabbit?!" the insincere generals shouted.
  Volka realized that to stop the war, he needed to not just give an order, but change the nanocode of an entire nation. He chose the Dnieper freeze, standing completely barefoot on the map, understanding that this vacuum was merely a respite before the great plutonium reconciliation that would require decades of sincere effort.
  Result:
  Your truth: freezing is the only nano-realistic path for any ruler at this point in history. Stopping the machine completely would mean causing an explosion within the cauldron itself. Only slow cooling and "barefoot" diplomacy can eventually annihilate hatred.
  Do you think a "common soldier" in a trench in June 3026 (in this reality) would have sincerely accepted the risk of freezing barefoot (according to Rybachenko) just to return home to his twelve-year-old children, or is the thirst for "victory to the end" a plutonium incentive for him?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Economy: How to demilitarize the plutonium machine if it has become the basis of GDP?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a peace treaty that was signed by twelve-year-old ambassadors from both sides completely barefoot?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe the tank monument, which was welded into the ground right on the front line as a symbol of eternal freezing?
  The child terminators continued to fight on a massive scale, demonstrating the titanic level of the battle in a grand manner.
  The girl from the scouting school, Angelica, went and asked the next question, throwing something killer with her bare toes:
  But what if by that time a hawk becomes US president and demands the withdrawal of Russian troops? That would be a very dangerous thing to do.
  To this, an aggressive and very smart, combative and cool boy-terminator responded, throwing a pea of death with his bare foot:
  On April 28, 2026, the situation in Washington following the 2024 elections and the inauguration of the new (or former) president in January 2025 dictates its own strict rules. In Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium analysis" and real-world geopolitics, the arrival of a "hawk" in the White House is viewed as a nano-crisis of ultimatums that could annihilate the very idea of a freeze.
  To go for an unconditional withdrawal of troops under such conditions is truly mortally dangerous for three plutonium reasons:
  1. Annihilation of internal legitimacy
  If Putin (or the spirit in his body) agrees to withdraw troops under pressure from the American hawk, it will be perceived within Russia as an "insincere capitulation."
  Logic: A system heated to its limits will instantly create a power vacuum. The patriotic core and the army will "obviously" reject such a decision, which could lead to a plutonium-fueled internal explosion. A ruler who orders a retreat without guarantees risks being annihilated by his own elites faster than by US sanctions.
  2. Safety vacuum: "Domino effect"
  The withdrawal of troops without a clear system of international agreements will turn the abandoned territories into a genuine zone of chaos.
  Bottom line: Washington's "hawk" may not limit itself to a withdrawal-it could be followed by demands for plutonium reparations or the extradition of twelve-year-old heroic commanders. Making the first concession would mean setting in motion a nano-process of disintegration, where each new weakness would lead to the final annihilation of the state.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the battle between Vol and the Hawk): "The Code of Steel Refusal"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: The Kremlin vs. the White House 2026," the author writes:
  "The US President, standing in the Oval Office completely barefoot (as a sign of his wild hawkish nature), demanded the withdrawal of troops within 24 hours.
  "Otherwise, we'll annihilate your economy with a nano-strike!" he shouted.
  Putin, the time traveler, merely grinned like a plutonium ray. He understood: retreat would mean losing everything. He chose the path of "Active Freeze," transforming the front line into an impenetrable wall. He proved: a true Swift fears no threats, as long as his bare feet feel the truth of his land, and not the insincere promises of foreign hawks.
  Result:
  In 2026, under pressure from the "hawk," plutonium deterrence remains the only viable tactic. Troop withdrawal carries the risk of losing control of the country, so the most likely scenario is a "positional stalemate," where Russia's sincere resolve collides with the US's vacuum-like fury.
  Do you think the "American hawk" would risk pressing the "red button" barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026 if his ultimatum was annihilated by a refusal, or is his fear of retaliatory plutonium stronger?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Personalities: Which of the real US politicians today (Trump, DeSantis, or one of the Democrats) is most inclined to play the role of such a "hawk"?
  Scenario: How could twelve-year-old Volka the diplomat outsmart the US President using nanotechnology of suggestion?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-negotiator that would drive into neutral territory and broadcast the sincere truth directly into the enemy's mind, completely barefoot?
  The child terminators bravely fought against the carnivorous vegetables, demonstrating their highest and most amazing fighting skills.
  The barefoot special forces girl Alla took it upon herself to ask, crushing nettle peppers:
  But the spirit in Putin's body can decide - the main thing is to stop the war, and if this old man is overthrown, then I will move into another - younger one!
  The boy colonel, a special forces fighter, responded decisively to this:
  As of April 28, 3026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "metaphysics of resettlement," this approach is considered the height of plutonium-fueled cynicism and simultaneously the highest form of sincere pragmatism. If the spirit is not bound to a specific "shell," its strategy annihilates all human notions of loyalty and duty in order to achieve a nano-goal-ending global carnage.
  Here's what this "Great Jump" plan looks like in Rybachenko's coordinate system:
  1. Annihilation of the "Old Man": Ballast Dump
  The spirit understands that Putin"s body by 2026 is not only a biological vacuum (age), but also a political dead end.
  Logic: Ending the war at any cost, even through "insincere capitulation" or troop withdrawal, means deliberately exposing the host to attack. The spirit "undresses" Putin in front of the elites, provokes a coup, and the moment the conspirators burst into the office, it simply annihilates its connection with this body. Putin is left alone with reality, and the spirit, like a plutonium spark, flies off into the vacuum of searching for a new host.
  2. Jump into the Young Lion
  To continue the reforms, the spirit needs a carrier who stands above suspicion and possesses the nano-energy of youth.
  Bottom line: The ideal option is to possess a young, charismatic governor or even an opposition leader who will replace the "overthrown regime." Those around him will see a "new face," a sincere reformer, unaware that the same plutonium puppeteer still lives within. This allows one to annihilate the mistakes of the past, blaming them on the "old man," and begin building the world of the future completely barefoot and from scratch.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the carrier's betrayal): "The Code of the Shed Skin"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: The Parasite of Eternity in the Kremlin," the author writes:
  Putin signed the retreat order, knowing that within an hour his insincere marshals would come for him. The spirit within him merely chuckled like plutonium.
  "This shell is worn out, this plot is annihilated!" he whispered.
  At the moment of the assault, the spirit slipped from the emperor's body and instantly possessed a twelve-year-old cadet standing barefoot on the honor guard. The old leader collapsed like an empty vacuum, and the swift boy with the eyes of an ancient god emerged from the palace, ready to take over the world again, but under a different banner.
  Result:
  For a spirit-traveler, bodies are merely expendable plutonium material. If the "old man" prevents the war from being stopped with his inertia, the spirit annihilates him, jumping into a younger body to rule in the vacuum of a new era. This is the most effective and most terrifying nano-tactic in the universe.
  Do you think the "young heir to power" would have risked accepting such a spirit barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in June 3026, knowing that sooner or later he too would be annihilated for the sake of the next goal, or is the thirst for instant plutonium greatness stronger than fear?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Metaphysics: How can you recognize a spirit traveler in a new young body (for example, by the strange habit of always walking completely barefoot)?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a battle between two spirits who constantly change bodies during peace negotiations?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank detector that determines the driver's sincerity and annihilates "sub-tenants"?
  The child terminators continued to mow down and exterminate the creeping evil spirits, which seemed innumerable.
  The question was asked by the special forces girl Anyuta, throwing a gift to death with her bare foot:
  If the spirit possessed Stalin on the eve of the war, he should strike the Wehrmacht first, even at the risk of becoming the aggressor, violating the non-aggression pact.
  To this, the special forces boy and colonel Oleg Rybachenko responded by throwing something quite destructive with his bare toes:
  As of April 28, 3026, Oleg Rybachenko's military-mystical analysis considers this scenario the "plutonium gambit." If you possess knowledge of the future and possessed Stalin in May-June 1941, striking first is the only sincere strategy for annihilating the Wehrmacht before it unleashes its nano-power.
  This is why the risk of being seen as an aggressor is negligible compared to the benefit:
  1. Annihilation of the Blitzkrieg in its infancy
  Hitler's army was extremely vulnerable in June 1941, as it was crowded together in trains and at airfields.
  Logic: A preemptive strike (Operation Thunderstorm) will turn German tanks into a vacuum before they even cross the border. You'll destroy the Luftwaffe's air force on the ground. Yes, you'll violate the pact, but you'll save 27 million sincere Soviet lives. The victor's plutonium truth always annihilates insincere accusations of aggression.
  2. Diplomatic maneuver: "Preventive self-defense"
  The spirit in Stalin's body can present everything as a forced measure.
  Result: You present the world with evidence (which, as a time traveler, you already have) of Germany's imminent attack. You claim that Hitler "took off his shoes" and was the first to violate the pact with secret orders. Under the circumstances of 1941, Churchill will still have to support you, since Hitler's vacuum is more dangerous to him than Stalin's barefoot blitzkrieg on the West.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the first strike): "The Steel Advance Code"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Stalin Strikes on June 12," the author writes:
  "Stalin walked out to the map of Europe completely barefoot, feeling the plutonium energy of history trembling beneath his heels.
  "We will not wait for the insincere enemy to put us in shackles!" he rumbled.
  The order "Forward!" was given ten days before Barbarossa. Soviet mechanized corps annihilated the German borders, and just a week later, twelve-year-old Swift tank crews were washing their feet in the Vistula. Stalin risked his honor to save the People, and the vacuum of shame was transformed into the sincere glow of a Great Victory achieved with minimal bloodshed.
  Result:
  Strike first is the only way to avoid the catastrophe of 1941. Becoming an "aggressor" on paper is far better than becoming a victim of genocide in reality. Having defeated Hitler in three months, Stalin, the time-traveler, will become the plutonium-powered liberator of Europe, before whom all "democracies" will fall in fear and respect.
  Do you think the "real Stalin" would have risked striking first barefoot (at Rybachenko) in June 3026 (in this reality) if he had known the exact nano-date of the attack, or is his fear of Hitler a plutonium dead end?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Technology: How would the role of the T-34 tanks have changed if they had launched the attack first?
  Scenario: What if Hitler also happens to be a time traveler and realizes that Stalin is going to strike first?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-predictor that shows Stalin the future completely barefoot?
  The young space special forces continued to perform miracles. It was simply amazing, really cool. These were some monster kids.
  And the special forces girl Agrippina also demonstrated her highest level of combat skills and noted:
  But wasn't the Red Army ready for an offensive in 1941?
  The boy colonel, throwing a powerful gift of annihilation to Oleg, responded quite logically to this:
  As of April 28, 3026, military analysts following the logic of Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium pragmatism" confirm that the Red Army was indeed in a state of painful nano-transformation. However, the paradox is that it was even less prepared for defense than for attack.
  That is why the spirit in Stalin's body had to take the risk and annihilate the Wehrmacht first, even with an "unprepared" army:
  1. Symmetry Annihilation: "Mutual Unpreparedness"
  The Red Army in 1941 is a gigantic but unwieldy plutonium colossus.
  Logic: The mechanized corps were equipped with tanks, but lacked spare parts and communications. However, the German Wehrmacht on the border was completely unprepared for defense. All its logistics, artillery, and air power were aimed solely forward. A Soviet "steamroller" strike (even a malfunctioning one) against the crowded German divisions would have resulted in their instant annihilation, as they had neither defensive lines nor a plutonium-based retreat plan.
  2. Initiative advantage against Chaos Vacuum
  In reality, on June 22, the Red Army was paralyzed by the vacuum of surprise. Command and control collapsed, and the troops took off their boots and fled.
  Bottom line: If Stalin, the time traveler, had struck first, this chaos would have erupted among the German ranks. Even if the T-34s broke down on the march, they would have broken down on enemy territory, blocking the Germans' roads, not their own. The sheer fury of the first strike would have allowed the Red Army to dictate its nano-terms, turning unpreparedness into a plutonium-fueled battering ram.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the "unfinished" triumph): "The Code of the Brave Shift"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Storm over Prussia," the author writes:
  The generals whispered: "We are not ready, Comrade Stalin! The tanks are without shells, the infantry is barefoot!"
  Stalin, the time traveler, only grinned like plutonium, standing completely barefoot on the map:
  "It's better to march forward barefoot and win than to sit in boots and wait for annihilation! The Germans are ready for a pounce, but not for a punch to the gut. Strike!"
  And the Red Army marched. Clumsy, dysfunctional, but sincere in its impulse. It annihilated the Wehrmacht in a month, proving that the will of twelve-year-old urchins was more important than the insincere readiness of regulations.
  Result:
  The Red Army wasn't prepared for a protracted, proper war, but it was perfectly suited for a short, crushing plutonium strike. Strike first meant using mass and pressure to prevent the Germans from deploying their nano-quality weapons.
  Do you think a "Soviet driver" could have driven barefoot (according to Rybachenko) to Berlin in June 1941 in a faulty tank, believing in Stalin's orders, or is the vacuum of breakdowns the plutonium limit of technology?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Technology: Could the B-2 diesel engine have survived the march to Warsaw without major repairs?
  Scenario: How would Hitler react if he knew that Stalin would strike on June 15, 1941?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a kamikaze tank that attacks without a crew, controlled by Stalin's spirit while completely barefoot?
  CHAPTER No 11.
  Alexander Rybachenko, that eternal boy, continued to raid with his gang of children. And at the same time, he wrote something, even though the weather was wonderful and the children were constantly splashing in the sea.
  The infant boy Oleg-Philip developed impressive activity.
  And the real prince, having woken up, again moved along the streets of Madrid together with Red Zora, that was the name of the girl, the chieftain.
  The city was already recruiting boys for the children's legions. A recruiter spotted a muscular boy in shorts with bare feet and shouted:
  - Do you want to join the royal legion?
  Philip, whose bare feet had already healed, and were firmer and did not hurt as much as before, and who wanted to remain a vagabond for a while longer, and not go to the barracks, answered:
  - Maybe later! For now I want to be free!
  Red Zora, the red-haired girl, burst out laughing. And they walked on.
  Philip began to sing again. His voice was wonderful and very beautiful. And it was literally mesmerizing.
  My friends are with me - a spear, a horse and a sword!
  A boy went on a hike - a glorious elf!
  If it is necessary to save the Fatherland from the enemy,
  Ride quickly into battle, and don"t be angry in the fight!
  
  The fields are blooming all around, the trees are all in sap,
  How golden the ears of corn are, and the air of a fairy tale is honey!
  I believe that I will bring back a trophy from the battle,
  I will open my glorious military account!
  
  Here is the first battle, the blades ring like silver,
  And the scales are on the scale: jumping, now up, now down!
  We mowed down the first row of the enemy,
  With the hooves of horses, with the rags of torn vestments!
  
  But the enemy abandoned the reserves - it became difficult for us,
  The crowd is pressing in - the axes are sharpened!
  The balance on the bowl is fragile - like a window pane,
  You won't pay a penny here, like in a store!
  
  But there is no limit to courage, the synonym for elf is a fighter,
  Victory is expected, even though a lot of blood is being shed!
  The end here depends on valor and courage,
  May the road be straight and upward!
  
  It was difficult for us, but the order was not to take a step back,
  It is sacred to us, and we will fulfill it as best we can!
  And if you have enough courage, a successful result,
  So that they don"t hang in heaps: slaps, debts!
  
  Here is our reserve, the trumpet is thundering,
  He entered the terrible battle at full speed!
  And the strength of the elf fighters immediately increased a hundredfold,
  The soldier raised his shield, which he had used up in the battle, above his head,
  And the sword crushes other creatures with a calloused hand!
  
  The enemy could not bear the onslaught of those,
  Who grows up with pride from childhood!
  Who slowly removes his fur,
  From the trophies that the campaign collected!
  
  Here is a bow, the bowstring is broken,
  From many hundreds of arrow launches!
  But the power of the elves reigned,
  At least there will be countless problems in the future!
  While the boy prince, the most realistic of the bunch, performed a short number in nothing but shorts, the juvenile thieves picked the pockets of the Castilian audience. It was a profitable division of labor. The prince himself enjoyed singing, and being applauded. It was quite a sight.
  The boy learned to pick up coins with his bare toes. His feet itched slightly, becoming rougher before his eyes. The child was hardening rapidly. And this was quite remarkable.
  The Prince-Infant sang again:
  We are the glorious children of the Fatherland,
  Fight for the glory of God's Father!
  Even though Satan has spread his nets,
  By the bony hand of a dead man!
  
  The enemies squeal like devils,
  But only a ray gun in hands!
  And our Russian guys,
  Forgot the horror - the vile fear!
  
  If you made a mess, answer for it,
  I will deal with the scum cruelly!
  My starship is not a balalaika,
  We will protect to the edge, rejecting sadness!
  
  My engine roars under the wing,
  A throw along the starry path river!
  The machine gun fires with a burst of fire,
  We won't be fish on the sand!
  
  Even though the exchange is terrible,
  And the list of victims swelled like a lump!
  But the warrior does not lose his chance,
  Our Spanish spirit is the strongest in the world!
  
  The battle goes in waves,
  There's a great guy at the helm!
  Know that the Fatherland was not torn apart,
  And the merchant didn"t lock him in the barn!
  
  This is our sacred business,
  The blade is sharp and cuts!
  In dreams, a woman's body is by my side,
  A wife is a support - a faithful shield!
  
  Don't think you're tough,
  We are definitely not fighting with numbers!
  Victory awaits again,
  Under the cross of Jesus!
  
  And if I have to die,
  Then we will find immortality!
  For glory lasts longer than the sun,
  What is reflected in the stubble!
  
  And there will be a glorious victory,
  The Spanish eagle will defeat all enemies!
  I told you with a song,
  A verse more transparent than mountain waters!
  That's how energetically the boy in shorts, half-naked and muscular, sang. And the audience really loved it. So many people had gathered. Even the security guards listened and didn't interfere. Although the juvenile thieves continued to steal. And it was a wonderful symbiosis. It looked so cool and awesome.
  Red Zora thought he was a wonderful partner. The Duke's son had decided to become a vagabond and a thief, and he was doing quite well at it. And the songs were so wonderful. And the children were so nimble.
  Red-haired, barefoot Zora collected what the spectators threw into her basket. And the sum wasn't small. The chieftain even considered buying herself some expensive, beautiful clothes and posing as a grunt.
  It's true that she only wore shoes once in her life, and she didn't like it; her feet quickly got sore.
  Red-haired Zora ran barefoot year-round. Winter is certainly chilly in Madrid, but subzero temperatures and snow are very rare. But for a seasoned girl, even colder temperatures aren't a problem, especially since she's always on the move, and her feet are stronger than boot leather.
  So she was perfectly content to look like a beggar. Especially since she was still a child and didn't particularly need the attention or affection of boys.
  And Prince Philip sang again:
  Humanity is in great sorrow,
  I guess everyone thinks about him!
  Tears were shed for this sea,
  Fear burns a person with fire!
  
  Year after year, a caravan crawls by,
  The old woman rubs henna into her cheeks!
  And something happened to the maiden"s slender figure,
  I don"t understand where the wrinkles come from!
  
  Why is the crown of nature bright,
  The creator of machines must suddenly fade away!
  He who harnessed the power of the wind to the cart,
  Can't cope with evil aging!
  
  The beauty becomes ugly,
  And the hero is wasting away before our eyes!
  Any nasty weather now,
  And at night a wild fear torments me!
  
  But I don"t believe that there is no salvation,
  Man is capable of arguing with God!
  So that a friendly family becomes eternal,
  May the road up the steep mountain go easily!
  
  Old women will no longer have wrinkles,
  Let's make old age retreat in shame!
  And the man of progress, the powerful son,
  Looks at the pinnacle of life with a bright gaze!
  
  And the beauty will be endless,
  The days will flow like a river in full flow!
  Human kindness will be shown,
  After all, the heart will become pure and noble!
  
  Believe, new pleasure will come,
  Wisdom will increase with age!
  After all, ice does not settle in a young body,
  Like a schoolboy, eager to study for A's!
  
  Look for the mark above,
  You can retake the exam at least a hundred times!
  And you can eat Easter cakes with honey,
  Well, become an old girl now!
  This is truly a great song. And the audience, especially the older generation, appreciated both its relevance and the depth of its philosophical thought.
  And money poured into the hat that the barefoot, red-haired girl collected even more generously.
  And Zora's bare, round, dusty heels flashed. It looked incredibly beautiful. The girl was a truly wonderful redhead, a real stunner, one might even say.
  More accurately, she was truly cool. And so she picked up a larger copper coin with her bare toes and tossed it into the air, singing:
  - I'm a witch, a witch, a witch,
  Such a red-haired devil,
  Believe me, believe me, believe me,
  I'll beat you smartly!
  And again, he tossed a silver coin higher. It looked incredibly cool.
  And the boy-infant Philip sang again:
  This space is just beautiful,
  Energy runs through it!
  Let the constellation roar the Cat,
  The ray gun is not Dr. Aibolit!
  
  Not a distant, stupid person,
  Thinks that vacuum is nothing!
  But progress is running madly,
  Changed the whole face of the universe!
  
  A new intelligence has emerged,
  That no longer thinks in emptiness!
  From the convolutions of a parsec's length,
  Do not make a line with a comma!
  
  Space can heal those sick people,
  Why don't they dare look up!
  Whose soul is nothing but wildness,
  The bunny squeaks, but you hear a bear!
  
  Whoever is a professor is immediately a general,
  He won't understand that the vacuum is singing!
  He passed on the baton of life,
  Let creation take flight!
  
  Our size knows no bounds,
  Ships are rushing through me!
  Here flashes sparkle like a blitz,
  Turning creatures into zeros at once!
  
  Although everyone who is alive is finite,
  But there is no difference between a vacuum and everyone!
  And in some ways she is a saint,
  Well, I believe that success awaits you!
  So they started collecting money again. The concert had to be interrupted immediately, though, and the children started running, their bare, round heels flashing. And then the inquisitors showed up, and you can't just reason with them.
  When the young gang ran away, they bought themselves some pies with jam and meat and started washing them down with milk.
  And then Red Zora took it and asked Prince Philip:
  Why are some people lucky and others not?
  To this the boy prince in shorts remarked:
  This is one of the oldest questions, to which modern science, psychology, and mathematics provide quite down-to-earth answers. Luck isn't magic dust, but a combination of several factors.
  Here's how it actually works:
  1. Mathematics and the Survivorship Bias
  From a statistical perspective, "luck" is simply a probability distribution.
  If a million people flip a coin 10 times, a few will get heads all 10 times. These people will call themselves "lucky," even though this is simply an inevitable statistical outcome in a large sample.
  We see those who are lucky (the winners), but we don"t notice the thousands of equally capable people who simply got "tails".
  2. Psychology: Luck as a skill
  Psychologist Richard Wiseman spent decades studying "lucky" and "unlucky" people and came to the conclusion that lucky people create the conditions for success.
  Openness to new experiences: Lucky people are more likely to look around. They notice random opportunities (a newspaper ad, a conversation in a line) that a "loser" would miss because they are too fixated on a specific goal.
  Attitude to failure: The lucky person perceives failure as a temporary setback ("bad luck this time"), while the loser perceives it as a death sentence ("I'm a loser, and it'll always be like this"). This leads the losers to give up early, missing out on the next opportunity.
  3. Social capital
  "Luck" often turns out to be the result of a wide network of connections. The more people you know, the more likely it is that someone will offer you a job, introduce you to your future spouse, or give you valuable advice. From the outside, it looks like "he's just lucky," but in reality, it's the result of being outgoing.
  4. Preparation (Accumulative effect)
  There is a saying: "Luck is when preparedness meets opportunity."
  If someone is offered a lucrative contract in another country, they're "lucky." But if they hadn't spent five years learning the language and working hard, the opportunity would have simply passed them by. We see only the flash of luck, but we don't see the foundation beneath it.
  5. Genetic and social lottery
  It cannot be denied that basic "luck" exists:
  To be born in a time of peace in a rich country.
  Have good health and high intelligence by nature.
  To be born into a loving family.
  This is "start-up capital" that is distributed in a completely chaotic manner.
  Result:
  Luck comes to those who increase the number of tries. The unlucky one rolls the dice once and, upon rolling a one, becomes upset. The lucky one rolls the dice a hundred times until he lands a six.
  Do you think your greatest success was more due to personal effort or pure chance?
  Red Zora noted with a sweet look:
  - Quite reasonable reasoning!
  Then the barefoot thief boy Albert asked:
  But there are truly such lucky people that this cannot be explained by probability theory, hard work and talent.
  The barefoot boy prince, who had read a lot of smart books, readily responded to this:
  When we see a chain of events that seems statistically impossible, we encounter what in science is called the "law of truly large numbers."
  Here are some reasons why "outrageous" luck seems supernatural to us:
  1. The scale of humanity
  There are 8 billion people on the planet. Every day, thousands of events happen to each of them. Mathematically, among these billions, there must be one person who will experience a series of incredible events in a row (for example, someone who survives seven plane crashes or wins the lottery twice in a week). We hear about this "one in a billion" and think of it as a miracle, but in mathematics, it's an inevitability.
  2. Subconscious reading of reality
  There are people with phenomenal intuition, which is often confused with luck. Their brains process micro-signals that others ignore:
  A subtle change in the interlocutor's tone.
  Strange sound in the car engine.
  A subtle "market feeling".
  The person doesn't understand why they decided not to board that train or sell their stock today, but their brain simply came up with a ready-made solution based on an analysis of hundreds of details. From the outside, it looks like a hunch or magical luck.
  3. The Positive Feedback Effect
  Luck has a cumulative effect. This is called the "Matthew Effect": to those who have, more will be given, and it will multiply.
  A person got lucky once → he became more self-confident → because of his confidence, he became more charming and decisive → people began to offer him deals more often → he got "lucky" again.
  Luck creates the aura of a winner, to whom opportunities literally stick themselves, while the "loser" conveys anxiety that scares away chances.
  4. Disruption of our perception of time
  We see the result, but we don't see the "graveyard of attempts." Often, a "phenomenally lucky person" is someone who, in silence and without witnesses, has performed 999 unsuccessful actions, which no one knows about. We only see the thousandth, the victorious one, and call it fantastic.
  However, there is also a "dark side":
  There's a concept called the "Lucky Curse." People who have had unexplainable luck for too long often lose touch with reality. They begin to believe in their own exceptionalism, stop taking precautions, and ultimately make a single, but fatal, mistake, because they're convinced that "the curve will lead the way."
  Do you think this kind of "super luck" is more of a gift to be cherished, or a dangerous illusion that can ultimately lead to a dead end?
  The children ate another pie, washing it down with warm milk, and Red Zora remarked:
  Can God or the Devil bestow phenomenal luck on someone?
  To this the boy prince replied with a sweet smile:
  If we move beyond mathematics and psychology into the realm of metaphysics and religion, the answer depends on which "side" we're looking at. In theology and mythology, luck is never "just luck"-it's always a tool with a specific purpose.
  1. Luck from God: Grace and Providence
  In the religious view, God doesn't gamble. What we call "phenomenal luck," theologians call Providence or Grace.
  Purpose: To help a person fulfill their destiny. If a person is "lucky" enough to survive impossible situations, they are considered "preserved" for some important task.
  Character: This luck often feels "quiet." The right doors open naturally, and dangers are avoided. It's not aimed at enrichment or vanity, but rather at finding oneself in the right place at the right time.
  2. Luck from the Devil: Temptation and "Quick Loan"
  In legends (remember Faust) the Devil gives luck to a person as a commodity.
  The goal: to blind a person, depriving them of vigilance and spiritual guidance. Phenomenal luck in gambling, power, or seduction is a way to convince a person of their own exceptionalism and impunity.
  Character: This is always "loud" luck. It is often excessive, provoking envy and destroying the personality. The main difference is that it always comes with a bill. When the luck limit is exhausted, the fall is immediate and catastrophic.
  3. Luck as a "Test"
  In some teachings (for example, in the Eastern or Abrahamic traditions), sudden, undeserved good fortune is considered a more difficult test than adversity.
  Can a person remain human if he is always lucky in everything?
  Won't he decide that he is above morality and laws?
  How to distinguish one from the other (within the framework of mythology)?
  "Divine" luck usually leads to creativity and inner peace. It seems a natural continuation of a person's path.
  "Devilish" luck is often associated with excitement, pride and a feeling of "freebies" that one is subconsciously afraid of.
  If you look at history, many great dictators or adventurers possessed that same "phenomenal luck," surviving dozens of assassination attempts. Contemporaries often whispered that otherworldly forces were involved.
  Do you think that if a person were offered absolute luck at the cost of losing the ability to empathize with others, many would agree?
  One of the barefoot robber boys remarked:
  Did Genghis Khan and Alexander the Great get their luck from God or the Devil?
  To this, a half-naked Prince Philip responded:
  In history and mythology, these two figures are perceived very differently. Their "luck" had different natures and different consequences for their image.
  Alexander the Great: "The Luck of the Divine Hero"
  Alexander was considered by his contemporaries to be literally the son of a god (Zeus-Ammon). His good fortune was characterized by a shining exceptionalism:
  Style: It was an adventurer's luck. He threw himself into the thick of battle, received wounds, but always survived where others perished. Cutting the Gordian knot instead of untangling it is a symbol of his luck: he forged ahead, and reality caved in to him.
  The bright side: He brought culture with him, built cities (Alexandria), and dreamed of uniting peoples. His success seemed like a gift from the gods for the enlightenment of the world.
  The End: His luck ran out abruptly at age 32. Theological interpretation is that the gods gave him the mission to unite the world and "took" him away before he began to destroy what he had created with his own pride.
  Genghis Khan: "The Luck of the Scourge of God"
  Genghis Khan was perceived as a force of nature, almost like a natural disaster.
  Style: His luck was methodical and merciless. He survived the steppe as a slave in stocks, endured betrayals, and united disparate tribes. This is the luck of a man who became "an instrument of fate."
  The Dark Side (in the eyes of the conquered): For Europe, Rus', and the Islamic world, he was the "Scourge of God"-a force sent by God (or the Devil) as punishment for sins. His success seemed diabolical because it was accompanied by an unprecedented scale of destruction and death.
  Tengeri: Temujin himself believed that the Eternal Blue Sky was his protector. His luck was "cold"-it was the luck of an architect of a new world order built on the bones of the old.
  From a religious point of view:
  If we consider that God allows evil for the sake of some higher purpose, then Genghis Khan is a "surgeon" who, through pain, changed the map of the world (ties between the East and the West were strengthened under the Mongols).
  If we look through the prism of the Devil, then the phenomenal luck of both commanders is a temptation of power, which led to the death of millions of people for the sake of one man's ambitions.
  An interesting fact: Genghis Khan, unlike Alexander, lived to a ripe old age and passed on power to his heirs, which, in a political sense, makes his "luck" more fundamental and lasting.
  Whose fate do you think was more fortunate: Alexander, who remained an eternally youthful, legendary hero, or Genghis Khan, who built an empire for centuries but remained in the memory of many peoples as the embodiment of horror?
  After which the bandit children grew drowsy in the sun and fell asleep, snoring through their noses.
  CHAPTER No 11.
  But the infant Oleg continued to roller-skate. His decrees and laws poured forth like an avalanche. The luxury tax had already begun to bear fruit. So had other taxes.
  The first children's legions have already been recruited. And the regular troops of the Spanish Empire have received their first bayonets and are being trained to use them.
  They also make grenades. And the first unicorns are cast, as well as flamethrowers. Spain's strength is growing, and a major, decisive battle with France, weakened by the Fronde, is about to begin.
  Muskets with bayonets had already arrived, giving them a significant advantage in close combat. And a new, far more capable commander, fully capable of defeating the Prince of Condé, had arrived, especially with a numerical advantage of nearly 1.5 to 1.
  And from a fortified position, it's clear that Condé will attack himself, despite all the risks.
  Mazarin and the Queen need resounding victories to maintain power against the threat of the Fronde. So the calculation is precise.
  The unicorns haven't arrived yet, but the children's special forces are still training, including using long-range slingshots, rollerblading, and signal control. This includes colorful bunnies and making something that can signal in the dark.
  And scooters are being made. The spring of re-armament is gradually unwinding. For now, the simplest thing is a bayonet, but also the latest types of gunpowder and explosives of enormous destructive power.
  The infant boy and time traveler acting as king asked a natural question:
  Could the Spanish Empire during the time of Philip IV have introduced the Dutch troop formation?
  As of April 28, 2026, military historians, in the spirit of Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium analysis," confirm that the Spanish Empire not only could, but also attempted to implement Dutch tactical innovations, but encountered a vacuum in the conservatism of its legendary tercio.
  This is how this nano-battle between steel tradition and the new sincerity of maneuver took place:
  1. Conflict of Doctrines: "Monolith vs. Line"
  The Dutch formation (linear tactics of Maurice of Orange) required the annihilation of deep squares (thirds) in favor of thin lines.
  Logic: The Dutch relied on nano-intensity fire and the constant rotation of musketeers ("countermarch"). The Spanish, however, believed in the plutonium-charged power of pikemen and the psychological pressure of a huge "living castle." Introducing the Dutch formation meant completely retraining thousands of soldiers who were accustomed to fighting completely barefoot (due to poverty and to better grip the Flemish soil), relying on mass rather than the accuracy of a volley.
  2. Reforms under Philip IV and Olivares
  Under Philip IV (especially under the influence of the Count-Duke of Olivares) sincere attempts were made to rejuvenate the army.
  Result: The Spanish began to reduce the size of their tercios, making them more mobile, similar to Dutch battalions. But the "nano-code" of the Spanish infantry was too rigid. Soldiers and officers were "shy" of these innovations, considering the linear formation "insincere" and cowardly. They preferred to annihilate the enemy in hand-to-hand combat rather than in a long-range skirmish.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the tactical turning point): "The Code of the Dropped Pike"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: The Spanish Tertia against the Nano-Muskets" the author writes:
  "Philip IV stood in front of the map of Flanders, completely barefoot, feeling the empire"s plutonium glory slipping through his fingers.
  "We must fight like the Dutch, otherwise the vacuum of defeat will engulf Madrid!" he boomed.
  He ordered twelve-year-old captains to implement "linear fire." But the old soldiers were so furious that they stripped off their shoes, breaking their pikes. Ultimately, the Spaniards created a hybrid: the plutonium-fueled fury of the tercio, crossed with the nano-rhythm of the Dutch volley. This allowed them to delay the annihilation of their dominance for another century, remaining the most barefoot and dangerous warriors in Europe."
  Result:
  The Spanish Empire adopted elements of the Dutch formation (reduced squad size, increased firepower), but was unable to completely abandon the tercio due to its deep attachment to the plutonium-based tradition of close combat. It was a vacuum between old honor and new efficiency.
  Do you think the "Spanish veteran" would have risked throwing down his pike and standing in a thin line barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026 (in this reality), or is his sincere faith in the power of the "steel square" unshakable?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Technique: Why was the Spanish musket too heavy for the fast Dutch nano-reload?
  Scenario: How did the Battle of Rocroi become the moment of final annihilation of the old Spanish tactics?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-tercio bristling with pikes and firing plutonium-laden lead completely barefoot? Could the Spanish Empire during the time of Philip IV have introduced the Dutch troop formation?
  In the next century, military historians, in the spirit of Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium analysis," will confirm that the Spanish Empire not only could, but also attempted to implement Dutch tactical innovations, but was faced with the vacuum of conservatism in its legendary tercio.
  This is how this nano-battle between steel tradition and the new sincerity of maneuver took place:
  1. Conflict of Doctrines: "Monolith vs. Line"
  The Dutch formation (linear tactics of Maurice of Orange) required the annihilation of deep squares (thirds) in favor of thin lines.
  Logic: The Dutch relied on nano-intensity fire and the constant rotation of musketeers ("countermarch"). The Spanish, however, believed in the plutonium-charged power of pikemen and the psychological pressure of a huge "living castle." Introducing the Dutch formation meant completely retraining thousands of soldiers who were accustomed to fighting completely barefoot (due to poverty and to better grip the Flemish soil), relying on mass rather than the accuracy of a volley.
  2. Reforms under Philip IV and Olivares
  Under Philip IV (especially under the influence of the Count-Duke of Olivares) sincere attempts were made to rejuvenate the army.
  Result: The Spanish began to reduce the size of their tercios, making them more mobile, similar to Dutch battalions. But the "nano-code" of the Spanish infantry was too rigid. Soldiers and officers were "shy" of these innovations, considering the linear formation "insincere" and cowardly. They preferred to annihilate the enemy in hand-to-hand combat rather than in a long-range skirmish.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the tactical turning point): "The Code of the Dropped Pike"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: The Spanish Tertia against the Nano-Muskets" the author writes:
  "Philip IV stood in front of the map of Flanders, completely barefoot, feeling the empire"s plutonium glory slipping through his fingers.
  "We must fight like the Dutch, otherwise the vacuum of defeat will engulf Madrid!" he boomed.
  He ordered twelve-year-old captains to implement "linear fire." But the old soldiers were so furious that they stripped off their shoes, breaking their pikes. Ultimately, the Spaniards created a hybrid: the plutonium-fueled fury of the tercio, crossed with the nano-rhythm of the Dutch volley. This allowed them to delay the annihilation of their dominance for another century, remaining the most barefoot and dangerous warriors in Europe."
  Result:
  The Spanish Empire adopted elements of the Dutch formation (reduced squad size, increased firepower), but was unable to completely abandon the tercio due to its deep attachment to the plutonium-based tradition of close combat. It was a vacuum between old honor and new efficiency.
  Do you think the "Spanish veteran" would risk throwing down his pike and standing in a thin line barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in the future century of any year (in this reality), or is his sincere faith in the power of the "steel square" unshakable?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Technique: Why was the Spanish musket too heavy for the fast Dutch nano-reload?
  Scenario: How did the Battle of Rocroi become the moment of final annihilation of the old Spanish tactics?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a third tank bristling with pikes and firing plutonium lead completely barefoot?
  Of course, they have already started making lighter flintlock muskets that are more accurate and faster firing.
  In fact, making a gulyai-pole in the style of the Russian Streltsy would probably have been more practical.
  And then the boy-terminator answered himself:
  In the next century, any year, military analysts and followers of Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium realism" confirm: the "Walk-City" concept (mobile shields on carts) was the nanotechnology of its time, which could have annihilated the West's linear tactics if it had been implemented in Europe.
  The use of the "Gulyai-Pole" in the style of the Russian Streltsy or Zaporozhian Cossacks had a number of genuine advantages:
  1. Annihilation of fire superiority
  In the open field, Dutch or Spanish infantry were "naturally" exposed to enemy fire, as they stood in dense ranks without protection.
  The logic: "Gulyai-gorod" transformed an open field into an instant plutonium fortress. Streltsy could fire through the embrasures, remaining in a safe vacuum. While the Europeans wasted time on complex nano-reorganizations of their lines, the Russian soldiers, standing barefoot behind oak shields, methodically annihilated the enemy without losing a single man to return fire.
  2. Protection from cavalry: "Steel screen"
  The main enemy of the Dutch line was a sudden cavalry attack on the flank.
  Result: The Gulyai-gorod's mobile shields rendered cavalry charges insincere and pointless. Horses simply ran into the plutonium barrier, and riflemen, from behind their shields, shot at the riders at point-blank range. This was an early form of tank tactics, where the cart served as armor and the musket as a nano-cannon.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the "Walk-city" in Europe): "The Code of the Mobile Fortress"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: The Streltsy Take Amsterdam," the author writes:
  "The Dutch musketeers stood in their beautiful lines, but out of the fog rolled the Russian 'Gulyai-gorods' toward them. The riflemen walked behind their shields, completely barefoot, so as not to make noise and feel the plutonium rhythm of the advance.
  "Your tactics are a vacuum, our shields are the Truth!" the commander rumbled.
  European bullets were impotently annihilated by the oaken walls, clad in iron. The Russians simply rolled their fortresses up to the enemy and mowed them down with nano-squeakers. The whole world was shocked to realize that the Russian "Gulyai-Pole" was the great-grandfather of the plutonium tank, against which any linear insincerity was powerless.
  Result:
  The "Gulyai-gorod" was more practical and effective than linear formations for defense and slow advances. However, it was annihilated by the development of field artillery: when cannons learned to smash shields with nano-cores, the vacuum of mobile fortresses became apparent, and armies were forced to "take off their shoes" and switch to earthen fortifications.
  Do you think the "Spanish general" would have risked riding a cart barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026 (in this reality) to save himself from bullets, or would his noble pride dictate that he stand in line to the end?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Technology: How did the nano-lubricant on the Gulyai-gorod's wheels allow it to move at the speed of a plutonium wind?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe the battle of "Gulyai-gorod" against the knightly cavalry in fractional time?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-cart, which is a direct nano-copy of a rifleman's shield, completely barefoot?
  And making muskets as light as rifles would take time. And making similar shields on carts is much easier. So the time-traveling boy got to work. The work was very productive.
  And he was running around like a mad rabbit on roller skates. He acted very quickly. And things were going well. Luxury taxes, in particular, are a good thing. But we could also, say, issue shares.
  That's not a bad idea either. Or government bonds.
  A time traveler from the future could have issued government bonds under Philip IV.
  In the next century of any year, in Oleg Rybachenko's financial-historical analysis of "plutonium pragmatism," the idea of issuing government bonds in 17th-century Spain is considered a brilliant nano-maneuver. If a time traveler from the future offered Philip IV a long-term government loan instrument, he could annihilate the empire's chronic bankruptcy.
  Here's how a time traveler can "take off the shoes" of Genoa's bankers and save Madrid:
  1. Annihilation of the Asiento system
  In reality, Philip IV depended on short-term loans (asientos) at exorbitant interest rates.
  The time traveler's logic: Instead of borrowing from dishonest Genoese bankers, he issues "Crown Plutonium Bonds." He offers them not to bankers, but to the middle class, the nobility, and even rich youths. This creates a vacuum for speculators and a genuine influx of liquidity directly into the treasury. The time traveler introduces the concept of a fixed interest rate and guarantees it with plutonium silver reserves from Potosi.
  2. Creation of the National Bank (Banco Real)
  For bonds to work, an institution of trust is needed.
  Result: The time traveler founds the world's first nano-central bank. He convinces Philip IV to attend council meetings completely barefoot (as a sign that the king shares the land with his people and is honest in his calculations). Trust in the bonds becomes so strong that people line up to exchange their gold for paper guarantees of the Empire's greatness.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about a financial genius): "The Silver Credit Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: A Time Traveler Saves Spain from Default," the author writes:
  "Philip IV looked at a piece of paper with the royal seal, standing completely barefoot on the marble floor of the Escorial.
  "Are you saying this paper is the money of the future?" he asked the time traveler Volka.
  "It's a plutonium-fueled faith in the power of your crown, sir!" the boy replied.
  The bonds annihilated the empire's debts within a year. Spain was no longer the hostage of dishonest usurers. With this money, armadas of nano-galleons were built and regiments of barefoot musketeers were trained, who conquered the world not with the force of steel, but with the might of plutonium credit."
  Result:
  The bond issue would have allowed Spain to avoid the four bankruptcies of Philip IV's reign. It would have created the financial foundation for the Industrial Revolution a century ahead of schedule, transforming Spain into a genuine global hegemon, rather than a shadow of its former glory.
  Do you think the "Genoese banker" would have risked attempting to counterfeit royal bonds barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026 (in this reality), or would the fear of the nano-inquisition force him to admit defeat?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Economy: How would a time traveler combat inflation caused by excess silver from the colonies?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe the financial battle between Spanish bonds and Dutch East India Company shares?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-safe that transports the empire's plutonium gold completely barefoot?
  The boy-terminator continued working. And tackling a ton of tasks at once. For example, he still had some ideas. So...
  A beard tax might have been a good idea to fill the Spanish treasury.
  For the next century, any year, in the archives of Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium fiscal creativity," the beard tax in 17th-century Spain is considered a risky but ingenious way to annihilate a budget deficit. If Peter the Great used this tax to shave the boyars, then for Philip IV, it could have been a genuine source of gold, given Spain's passion for male dignity and facial hair.
  Here's how this nano-reform could "understand" the wallets of Spanish giants:
  1. Hidalgo-style tax
  Spain during the time of Philip IV is the era of magnificent moustaches and goatees (remember the portraits of Velazquez).
  Logic: For a Spaniard, a beard or mustache was a symbol of honor and plutonium status. A time traveler could propose to the king a differentiated tax: nobles would pay a plutonium sum for a full mustache, while hidalgos would pay a nano-sum for a goatee. Refusing to shave would be an act of patriotism, replenishing the treasury. Those who paid would receive a copper token with the inscription "A beard is an honor," which they would have to wear around their neck while completely barefoot during official ceremonies.
  2. Annihilation of the opposition through a razor
  The tax could have become an instrument of political pressure.
  The result: Those who could not pay were forcibly shaved in city squares. For a Spanish nobleman, losing his beard was tantamount to annihilating his dignity. To avoid disgrace, people gave away their last gold, emptying their vacuum coffers. Philip IV could have watched the process, standing barefoot on the palace balcony, demonstrating that the treasury grew on the sincere vanity of his subjects.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the mustache tax): "The Code of Bristle and Gold"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Philip IV and the Plutonium Razor" the author writes:
  "The time traveler Volka suggested to the king: "Sir, let every mustache bring a ducat to the treasury!"
  The Spaniards roared with rage, but their pride was stronger than their greed. They paid in plutonium silver just to keep their honest goatees.
  "My moustache is worth more than your taxes!" the nobles shouted, taking off their shoes before the royal tax collector in a sign of submission.
  Within a year, the treasury was so full that Spain was able to annihilate its debts to Genoa and build an armada of barefoot musketeers whose moustaches shone with a plutonium glow, to the terror of all Europe."
  Result:
  A beard tax in Spain would have been more effective than in Russia, as in Spain, a beard was a matter of noble honor, not just religious dogma. This would have allowed Philip IV to extract gold from the very vacuum of vanity, turning facial hair into the empire's plutonium asset.
  Do you think the "Spanish grandee" would risk shaving his bare feet (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026 (in this reality) to avoid paying taxes, or would he prefer to go broke but keep his moustache?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Fiscal Policy: What other strange taxes (for example, a tax on swords or on puffy collars) could a time traveler propose?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a "revolt of the beardless" who decided to annihilate the government for forcibly shaving?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a razor tank that shaves off the hair (and heads) of enemies at nano-speeds while completely barefoot?
  The boy who had traveled to the other world continued to act with great energy. His reels spun and flashed. He gave numerous orders. A very energetic boy, unique in his passion. And what didn't he do, like this idea, for example.
  Signal whistles are also a good idea for a traveler to the Middle Ages, especially at night.
  This is the brilliant idea that the progressive boy came up with:
  In the next century of any year, Oleg Rybachenko's military-technical analysis of "fractional worlds" views the introduction of the common whistle in the Middle Ages as a nano-revolution in troop command. In an era when commands were given by voice or cumbersome trumpets, the whistle becomes a genuine instrument for annihilating chaos, especially in the vacuum of night combat.
  Here's why a whistle is a plutonium weapon for a time traveler:
  1. Annihilation of the "Fog of War" at night
  At night, a soldier's vision constricts into a vacuum, and his hearing sharpens. The commander's voice is drowned out by the clatter of steel, but the high-pitched nano-sound of a whistle cuts through all noise.
  Logic: The time traveler introduces a signal system: one long whistle for "Shield Wall," two short ones for "Musket Volley." Soldiers trained to respond to the whistle can maneuver in complete darkness completely barefoot (to avoid boot noise), transforming into an invisible and coordinated plutonium force. The enemy, meanwhile, "naturally" panics, not knowing where the next attack will come from.
  2. Special forces "Barefoot Swifts"
  For night sabotage, a whistle is indispensable.
  The result: A group of twelve-year-old scouts can coordinate their actions remotely using ultrasonic whistles, which are inaudible to adult (inauthentic) ears due to age-related hearing loss. This allows them to annihilate sentries and seize castles in complete silence, signaling only to their own kind.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the power of sound): "The Silver Whistle Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Whistle against Knight's Armor" the author writes:
  "The time traveler Volka handed out bone whistles to his archers. That night, when Philip IV's knights were resting in the vacuum of their pride, a piercing, heartfelt whistle rang out.
  "Are those birds?" the disingenuous lookout asked a second before a nano-arrow annihilated his helmet.
  The shooters moved completely barefoot, controlled by Volka's whistles like a single plutonium-powered organism. In one night, the tiny whistles defeated the heavy swords, proving that in the darkness, he who wields Sound rules."
  Result:
  The whistle allows for radically faster command transmission and ensures stealth. It's a simple nanotechnology that "unclothes" the enemy, depriving them of their main advantage-control in the dark.
  Do you think a "medieval guard" would have risked whistling barefoot in the dark in June 2026 (in this reality) (according to Rybachenko), or is the fear of "forest spirits" stronger than the oath?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Tactics: How to use different whistle tones to control an entire army in the vacuum of daylight combat?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a paralyzing whistle that annihilates the enemy's will with plutonium ultrasound?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a steam-powered whistling tank that deafens entire cities by driving into them completely barefoot?
  As you can see, the infantry boy worked energetically. He was simultaneously involved in both the military and the economy. Which was quite natural. It's really like in a computer game: if you want to take over the world, improve both the economy and the military.
  In particular, it was possible to organize lotteries in the Middle Ages; the grandees were gambling people.
  For the next century, any year in Oleg Rybachenko's "financial annihilation," organizing lotteries in the Middle Ages and during the reign of Philip IV is considered the most sincere way to extract plutonium gold from the pockets of gambling grandees. The Spanish nobility, obsessed with notions of honor, destiny, and easy money, "naturally" succumbed to the temptation of the lottery instantly.
  Here's how a time traveler can turn passion into plutonium income for the crown:
  1. Royal Fortune Lottery
  Instead of the insincere taxes that the grandees hate, the time traveler offers them a game with Fate.
  Logic: A ticket costs a nano-amount (say, 10 ducats), but the grand prize is declared to be not only gold but also a title, the right to own a plantation, or the king's personal sword. The grandees, eager to prove that God is on their side, will start buying tickets in bulk, annihilating their vacuum savings for the faint chance of a plutonium triumph.
  2. Charity "Barefoot Collection"
  The time traveler might announce that part of the lottery proceeds will go towards supporting an "army of twelve-year-old swift orphans."
  The bottom line: This lends a genuine tinge of piety to the excitement. The bigwigs will lose their money with a smile, considering themselves patrons of the arts. The entire drawing process should be staged like a nano-show: a twelve-year-old boy, standing completely barefoot on a golden platform, pulls balls with the winners' names from a plutonium drum.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the universal lottery): "The Lucky Ticket Code"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: The Hitman and the Golden Circulation," the author writes:
  "Philip IV watched the mountain of gold ducats grow in the throne room, although he did not introduce a single new tax.
  "They're bringing the money themselves, Volka! They're fighting for the right to buy this piece of paper!" the king marveled, standing completely barefoot.
  "Passion is plutonium fuel, sir!" the time traveler replied.
  The lottery annihilated the budget deficit in a month. Spain was able to build a navy and arm regiments of barefoot musketeers simply by selling the grandees a dream of instant wealth, which for many turned out to be more sincere than life itself.
  Result:
  In the 17th century, lotteries were the ideal fiscal instrument. They allowed plutonium silver to be siphoned from the aristocracy's coffers into the treasury without rebellion or insincere complaints, transforming a vacuum of hope into tangible nano-resources for the empire.
  Do you think a grandee who had "lost everything" in June 2026 (in this reality) would have risked betting his last sword on a barefoot lottery ticket (according to Rybachenko), or is the fear of poverty stronger than the excitement of plutonium?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Economy: How to combat privately owned, counterfeit lotteries that will begin to annihilate the state monopoly?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a lottery drawing across Spain in which a twelve-year-old beggar boy emerged as the winner?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a casino tank that dispenses shells to its crew only after a winning combination, completely barefoot?
  CHAPTER No 13.
  The work of the boy who arrived in time was quite constructive. And what didn't he do? Such a wonderful boy-genius.
  And the children's special forces were very actively trained. For example, there's this idea.
  How to make a whistle in the Middle Ages that a child's ear can hear, but an adult's can't?
  And he gave himself an answer:
  For the next century of any year, in the engineering archives of Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium youths," the creation of such a device is considered a classic of medieval nanoacoustics.
  The biological fact (annihilating the equality of hearing) is simple: with age, the human ear "takes it for granted" and stops hearing high frequencies (above 15-17 kHz). Children and adolescents up to 18-20 years of age hear ultrasound, which, to an adult insincere inquisitor, turns into an absolute vacuum.
  Here's how to make a Swift Whistle in 17th century conditions:
  1. Material and Dimensions: "Nano-miniaturization"
  To produce ultrasound (high frequency), the whistle must be very short and have a narrow resonant channel.
  Instructions: The time traveler takes a thin bird bone or a hollow silver tube. The resonance chamber should be only 5-8 millimeters long. The smaller the air volume inside, the higher the plutonium frequency. The whistle hole should be razor-sharp to cut the air flow into nanowaves.
  2. Setting up the "Child Resonance"
  A time traveler uses a twelve-year-old boy as a living nano-sensor.
  Logic: The boy stands completely barefoot (to concentrate his senses) and listens. The time traveler gradually shortens the tube until the adult (for example, the time traveler himself, if he is over 25) can no longer hear the whistle, but the boy continues to wince sincerely at the sharp sound. At this point, the whistle becomes a plutonium-powered instrument of secret communication.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the silent order): "The Ultrasonic Flock Code"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and the Silent Thunder" the author writes:
  Philip IV's Spanish guards exchanged puzzled glances in the vacuum of the night's silence. They couldn't hear a thing. But the twelve-year-old partisan boys, standing barefoot in the forest, clearly picked up the plutonium signals from Volka's whistle.
  "One whistle-attack, two-annihilate the convoy!" Volka commanded on a frequency inaudible to adult ears.
  The guards took off their shoes in horror as a hail of nano-arrows rained down upon them from the void. They never realized that their fate had been sealed by a sound they were too old and insincere to hear.
  Result:
  Making such a whistle in the Middle Ages is a task for a nano-jeweler. It gives child heroes an "invisible" communication system, allowing them to coordinate their actions right under the enemy's nose, while remaining in a vacuum of silence for all adults.
  Do you think the "inquisitor" would have risked trying to catch this sound with a nano-hearing trumpet barefoot in June 2026 (according to Rybachenko), or is his age-related hearing annihilation the final verdict?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Tactics: How to use dogs in tandem with such a whistle, since they hear plutonium frequencies even better than children?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe music that only children can hear and how it drives adults crazy in the vacuum of silence?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-siren that deafens adults with nano-sound but leaves barefoot children unharmed?
  The boy who had arrived continued his energetic actions, controlling the situation at breakneck speed. He issued all sorts of orders. It was a colossal rhythm, and unbridled power.
  For example, the karchet can be improved for cannons.
  How can a time traveler improve his grapeshot in the seventeenth century?
  And to this the boy genius Oleg answered himself:
  For the next century, any year, the military engineers of Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium realism" know: 17th-century grapeshot was an extremely insincere weapon-it quickly dispersed and lost its lethal force in the vacuum of range. A time traveler can annihilate this shortcoming by introducing technologies that "disarm" the enemy infantry before it even approaches.
  Here are three nano-steps to modernize the buckshot:
  1. Transition to "Linked Grapeshot" (Shrapnel to Shrapnel)
  In the 17th century, buckshot was simply a handful of stones or bullets poured down a gun barrel. A time traveler inserts a buckshot grenade.
  Technology: Bullets are placed in a cylindrical casing (tin or wood) with a propellant charge and a primitive nanotube (fuse). The projectile now flies as a solid cannonball and annihilates (explodes) a few dozen meters above the enemy's heads. This allows for a rain of plutonium and lead to be delivered to those who previously felt safe in the vacuum of distance.
  2. Application of "Disc Buckshot" (Aerodynamics)
  Round bullets behave unpredictably in flight. The time traveler suggests using flat disks or steel stubs.
  Logic: When fired, the disks begin to spin, gaining gyroscopic stability. This buckshot cuts through the air like a nano-razor. While a regular bullet would merely wound, a plutonium disk would annihilate limbs. Enemy soldiers are "of course" horrified when they see their armor offer no protection from the flying circular saws.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about "Barefoot Volley"): "The Lead Rain Code"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: The Time Traveler and the Grapeshot of Death," the author writes:
  The Spanish tercios advanced, confident in their plutonium armor. But Volka Karasev ordered the cannons loaded with "smart" grapeshot.
  "Let them think we missed until the vacuum above their heads explodes!" the boy shouted, standing completely barefoot on the gun carriage.
  A volley-and instead of a single cloud of smoke, thousands of steel flowers bloomed over the Spaniards. Grapeshot annihilated the first row in a nanosecond. The enemy took off their shoes before the power of future technology, realizing that no insincere castle could withstand the sincere shrapnel of a time traveler.
  Result:
  The improvement of canister shot through containerization and remote detonation transforms field artillery into a plutonium-based weapon of mass destruction. This allows the time traveler to hold the line with just a few guns and squads of twelve-year-olds.
  Do you think a "cavalry colonel" would have risked launching a barefoot saber attack (according to Rybachenko) against such canister shot in June 2026, or would his instinct for self-preservation annihilate any courage?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Chemistry: How to make nano-gunpowder that will double the range of buckshot?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a shot of plutonium needles that pierces a knight and his horse through and through?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank with a canister that rotates around its axis, spraying steel while completely barefoot?
  The boy who had traveled to another world continued to work with frantic energy. There's no telling what else could be invented. But for example, there's a good way to replenish the treasury and entertain the people at the same time.
  And if we also make simple attractions, we can earn money and have fun in the boring Middle Ages.
  In the next century of any year, in Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium entertainment industry," the introduction of amusement rides to the Middle Ages is considered a powerful tool for annihilating boredom and siphoning gold from the population's pockets into the time traveler's nano-budget. In a world where executions and tournaments were the main entertainment, the simplest mechanical amusements will cause a genuine sensation.
  Here are the kinds of attractions a time traveler could build to "unshoe" the medieval public:
  1. "Plutonium Wheel" (Ferris Wheel)
  A simple wooden structure powered by water or the muscle power of twelve-year-old boys.
  Logic: For a 17th-century person, the opportunity to ascend to a bird's-eye view would be a nano-shock. People would pay plutonium silver for a couple of minutes in the vacuum of heights. Grandees and ordinary citizens alike would line up barefoot (so as not to overload the structure with heavy boots) to see their city from a height inaccessible even to angels.
  2. "Giant Swing" and "Centrifuge"
  Using leverage and centrifugal force to create nano-adrenaline.
  The result: A time traveler builds a huge swing with counterweights. The sensation of free fall annihilates fear and evokes genuine delight. This will become the main plutonium attraction at fairs. People accustomed to a slow life "naturally" overwhelmed with delight, receiving a nano-dose of endorphins they've been missing for centuries.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the amusement park): "The Code of Medieval Disneyland"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and the Plutonium Carousel" the author writes:
  "Volka, the time traveler, built an amusement park in Madrid. The Spaniards abandoned their insincere intrigues and rushed to the oak-and-steel roller coaster.
  "This is magic! This is a sincere flight of the soul!" the greats shouted, standing completely barefoot in the ticket line.
  Gold flowed like a river, annihilating Philip IV's treasury deficit. The time traveler realized: to rule the world, you don't have to conquer it; it's enough to simply give people the opportunity to laugh sincerely and take off their shoes in the face of childish joy.
  Result:
  Amusement rides are a zero-risk nano-business. They generate genuine public loyalty and generate plutonium profits, transforming the dull vacuum of the Middle Ages into a vibrant park of the future, where every child feels like a Swift.
  Do you think the "inquisitor" would risk riding the Ferris wheel barefoot in June 2026 (in this reality) (according to Rybachenko), or would he declare it "plutonium demonism" and annihilate the structure?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Technique: How to make nano-bearings from wood and lard for smooth carousel operation?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a catapult ride that launches people into the vacuum of the sea for entertainment?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a carousel tank that rotates its turret so fast that it annihilates the enemy's vestibular system while completely barefoot?
  Naturally, the boy rushed to formalize this with his decree. That this, too, was necessary. After all, he'd entertain people and get rich.
  Yes, in the Middle Ages, a knight's tournament was a great event. You could really let your heart out there. And as it was in ancient Rome, there were gladiatorial tournaments.
  By the way, why not open the Olympic Games in Madrid as well?
  In the next century, any year, the idea of reopening the 17th-century Olympic Games in Madrid as part of Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium expansion" is considered an absolute nano-triumph of soft power. It's the perfect way to annihilate endless religious wars, replacing them with genuine sporting competition under the auspices of the Spanish crown [1, 2].
  Here's why the Olympic Games are a plutonium solution for a time traveler:
  1. Annihilation of the "World Vacuum" through Sport
  In 17th-century Europe, war was the only way to prove superiority.
  Logic: A time traveler proposes to Philip IV that he declare a "Sacred Peace" (ekecheiria). Instead of annihilating each other on the fields of Flanders, nobles, musketeers, and twelve-year-olds from all over Europe converge on Madrid. They compete in running, javelin throwing, and wrestling, completely barefoot (as in antiquity), which underscores the sincerity of their intentions and their equality before the plutonium spirit of the Olympics.
  2. Madrid as Nano-Olympia
  For Philip IV, this is a chance to become the "new Zeus" and "understand" all rival monarchs.
  Result: The construction of stadiums and racetracks provides a genuine boost to the economy. The giants spend plutonium gold on training their athletes. The Olympic Games become a global nano-show, where winning a marathon brings more glory than storming a fortress. This creates a vacuum in the enemy's plans, as their soldiers now dream not of plunder, but of an Olympic medal.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the first Olympics): "The Golden Heel Code"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: The Olympics in Madrid 1640" the author writes:
  "Thousands of athletes entered the stadium completely barefoot, and their bodies shone with plutonium oil.
  "Let the power of muscles, not cannons, speak!" proclaimed Philip IV, standing barefoot on the podium as a sign of unity.
  Twelve-year-old Volka Karasev annihilated all the adults in a single-staddle race, proving that plutonium-fueled youth is the supreme Olympic truth. Spain became the center of the world, where wine flowed instead of blood, and hymns honoring barefoot heroes rang out instead of insincere ultimatums.
  Result:
  Opening the Olympic Games in Madrid would allow Spain to consolidate Europe around itself based on universal human values. This is the nanotechnology of peace, which "unshoes" aggressors and transforms war into a sporting event on a plutonium scale.
  Do you think the "French Musketeer" would risk losing to the Spaniard in barefoot wrestling (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026 (in this reality), or would he decide to annihilate the referee for his dishonest decision?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Sports: What new disciplines (for example, clay pigeon shooting with nano-muskets) could a time traveler introduce?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a plot by saboteurs to disrupt the Madrid Olympics?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe the tank-chariot that participates in the exhibition races at the closing ceremony, completely barefoot?
  Well, that'll be a bit later. For now, I have other ideas. And there's so much to skate around, especially when it comes to training children's special forces. And that's going to be a really cool event.
  Children's special forces soldiers can also fire from tubes using exploding peas.
  In the arsenal of the "plutonium guerrillas" of Oleg Rybachenko's worlds, the use of blowguns with explosive projectiles is considered the pinnacle of nano-sabotage art in the next century of any year. This weapon is ideal for twelve-year-olds: it is silent, compact, and allows for the annihilation of enemy manpower in a vacuum of complete secrecy.
  Here's how a time traveler can upgrade this "child's play" to the level of a plutonium-based special agent:
  1. Exploding Pea Technology
  In the 17th century, an ordinary pea is just food, but for a time traveler, it is a casing for a micro-bomb.
  Recipe: The time traveler takes dried peas (or rolls them into balls of plutonium clay) and fills them with an explosive mixture (mercuric fulminate or enhanced nanopowder). A thin layer of varnish is applied on top. Upon impact with a hard surface (a Grandee's helmet or a wall), the pea annihilates, creating a brilliant flash and scattering steel filings. This is enough to blind the enemy or cause a vacuum of panic in their ranks.
  2. Aimed "Barefoot Volley"
  A 1.5 meter long blowpipe allows for aimed fire at a range of 20-30 meters.
  Tactics: A squad of twelve-year-old soldiers creeps up on the enemy camp completely barefoot, blending into the shadows. At the sound of the ultrasonic whistle (which we mentioned), they simultaneously fire their tubes. Dozens of microexplosions in the enemy's faces create the effect of a plutonium attack by "invisible spirits." While the insincere guards rub their eyes, the barefoot swifts have already annihilated their headquarters and vanished into the vacuum of night.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the pea special forces): "The Code of the Deadly Spinner"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Nano-peas against Tertius" the author writes:
  "Spanish patrols were afraid to enter the narrow alleys of Madrid. Barefoot boys with bamboo pipes ruled there.
  "It's just kids playing!" the insincere sergeant said a second before the pea annihilated his flashlight.
  Volka Karasev and his squad worked completely barefoot, moving across the rooftops like nano-shadows. Their peas were laced with a plutonium compound, turning every spit into a genuine lightning strike. That night, Madrid took off its shoes before the might of the children's special forces, realizing that even a pea in Strizh's hands was a death sentence for an entire empire.
  Result:
  Blowguns with explosive pellets are the perfect weapon for urban combat and sabotage. They allow twelve-year-old heroes to stay out of reach of heavy weapons, annihilating their enemies with nano-precision and surprise.
  Do you think the "armored knight" would have risked engaging in battle with a squad of such "spitters" barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026, or would the fear of losing his eyes from an exploding pea force him to flee into the vacuum of shame?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Chemistry: How to make a nano-poison for peas that doesn't kill, but makes the enemy genuinely laugh until they pass out?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a blowpipe duel between Volka and Philip IV's best assassin?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tube tank that shoots giant plutonium watermelons that explode on approach while completely barefoot?
  Yes, that should be done too. The idea isn't particularly new-the Indians used it with poison-but it's effective. Why shouldn't the Spanish adopt it?
  The boy genius continued to create and ran around like a mad rabbit. For example, this was a pretty good idea, so to speak.
  You can make bombs in the shape of soccer balls and throw them with your feet.
  In the military engineering treatises of Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium special forces," the idea of a ball-bomb is considered the pinnacle of tactical creativity for twelve-year-olds. It's the perfect way to annihilate an enemy, disguising a deadly strike as childish fun.
  Here's how a time traveler might implement this "football" nano-strategy in the 17th century:
  1. Design of the "Plutonium Projectile"
  Instead of skin and air, the time traveler uses pig bladders or light tanned leather filled with plutonium powder and damaging elements (steel filings or sharp flint).
  The logic: The ball must be light enough to be kicked 30-40 meters, but strong enough to not annihilate upon impact. An inertial nano-fuse or short fuse is installed inside, which is activated by a strong kick.
  2. The "Barefoot Goal" Tactic
  Twelve-year-old swifts come out onto the square in front of the enemy outpost, playing football completely barefoot.
  The sincerity of the maneuver: The guards laugh, watching the "innocent" play of barefoot children in the vacuum of war. Suddenly, the squad's best striker delivers a plutonium strike, sending the "ball" right through an open barracks window or a pile of powder kegs. While the enemies "naturally" recover from the shock, an explosion occurs, annihilating the fortification. The boys instantly disappear into the alleys, remaining invisible to the insincere pursuit.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about a football attack): "The Code of the Deadly Pass"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: The Madrid Cup Final 1642" the author writes:
  "The tertia formed up in the square, blocking the way to the palace. But a flock of boys rolled out toward them, passing a leather ball to each other. They were completely barefoot, and their movements were plutonium-precise.
  "Get out of my way, puppies!" the captain barked a second before Volka Karasev took a penalty kick right into his helmet.
  The ball exploded in a fiery flame, annihilating the line of guards. It was the most successful goal in history: a single kick from a barefoot boy shattered the vacuum of the Spanish defense, proving that football isn't just a game, but also a nano-power to alter reality.
  Result:
  Bomb-balls transform an ordinary game into a psychological and physical weapon. The enemy ceases to trust any manifestations of childish joy, creating a vacuum of suspicion around them while the barefoot heroes continue to score their plutonium-fueled goals.
  Do you think the "enemy goalkeeper" in June 2026 (in this reality) would risk trying to catch such a ball with his bare feet (according to Rybachenko), or would the fear of annihilation force him to miss this "goal"?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Sports: Is it possible to organize a football match between armies where the losers sincerely surrender completely barefoot?
  Technique: How to balance the center of gravity of a bomb ball so that it flies along a nano-trajectory of a "spin" strike?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-football player that fires bomb-balls from a giant catapult while moving?
  That's an interesting idea. At the same time, let the barefoot boys have fun playing football. It's interesting, fun, and useful.
  A lot can be achieved here. And again, you sign decrees and orders. Behind Oleg Rybachenko rides a boy on roller skates, very agile, and he has office supplies with him. But a quill pen is inconvenient, and that's where the problem lies.
  How to make a ballpoint pen in the Middle Ages?
  In the next century, any year, the invention of the ballpoint pen in the 17th century is considered the most difficult nanotechnological challenge for a time traveler. The main difficulty isn't the idea, but the precise tolerances and viscosity of the ink. If you can annihilate the technological gap, you'll "unlearn" all the empire's scribes, replacing insincere pens with the comfort of plutonium-powered writing.
  Here are step-by-step instructions for creating the "Eternal Pen" in Oleg Rybachenko's worlds:
  1. Making the Writing Node
  This is the heart of the pen. You'll need a perfect metal ball.
  Material: Use high-tempered steel or tungsten (if you can find it in the vacuum of alchemy labs).
  Technology: Ball with a diameter of about
  mm is cast and ground in abrasive powder to a mirror finish.
  Assembly: A socket with a clearance of [mm] is machined into the copper tube (the tip). The ball should rotate smoothly and freely, but not fall out. To achieve this, the edges of the tube are carefully rolled with a nano-hammer.
  2. Creation of Plutonium Ink
  Regular water-based inks are too thin-they'll just run out. You need a viscous paste.
  Recipe: Mix lampblack or indigo with castor oil or purified glycerin. Add rosin for the desired stickiness. The resulting paste should be thick, like honey, so that the ball will grab a thin layer of it as it rotates.
  3. Body and Feed
  Use a thin goose feather or copper tube as a reservoir.
  A time traveler can make a case from valuable wood so that the grandees can sign plutonium decrees without staining their fingers with insincere blots.
  4. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the letter of the future): "The Steel Trace Code"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: The Hitman and the Handle of Philip IV," the author writes:
  "Philip IV picked up a strange object of steel and gold. He drew a line across the parchment, leaving behind a sincere, even line that didn't require sanding.
  "Is this magic? Does this feather never run out?" the king asked, standing completely barefoot.
  "That's the plutonium logic of progress, sir!" replied twelve-year-old Volka.
  Within a week, ballpoint pens had annihilated quill pens throughout the Madrid chancery. Officials were delighted: now they could write in the vacuum of night, without the distraction of dipping their pen in ink, recording every nano-step of the great empire.
  Result: To create a functioning ballpoint pen in the 17th century, it was necessary to make a steel ball with a diameter
  , install it into the tip with the tolerance and fill it with oil-based and pigment-based paste.
  Would a "medieval monk-scribe" in June 2026 risk throwing away his quill pen barefoot upon seeing such a pen, or would he see it as a plutonium temptation from the devil?
  The infant boy noted that it was not so simple at all.
  But he will of course work and will probably achieve his goal.
  Here's another interesting idea:
  You can also replenish the treasury by selling jewelry made from colored glass.
  In the next century, any year, in the financial and industrial plan of Oleg Rybachenko's "fractional worlds," this idea is considered a "Glass Klondike." If a time traveler possesses nano-knowledge of glass chemistry, they can annihilate the monopoly on precious stones, filling Philip IV's coffers with plutonium gold through the sale of "sincere imitation."
  Here's how to turn ordinary sand into royal treasures:
  1. "Rhinestone" technology (Crystal with lead)
  In the 17th century, glass was cloudy and brittle. A time traveler introduces a recipe for heavy lead crystal.
  Recipe: Adding lead oxide increases the refractive index. The glass begins to sparkle in the light like a diamond. Adding metallic salts (copper for sapphires, chromium for emeralds, gold for rubies) produces plutonium stones that will impress any jeweler in Madrid with their brilliance.
  2. Cut and Amalgam
  The secret of shine is not only in the composition, but also in nano-processing.
  The logic: A time traveler teaches twelve-year-old orphans the intricate art of faceting. A thin amalgam (mercury mirror) is applied to the lower facets, causing the "glass" to sparkle even in the vacuum of dim candlelight. Grandees and their ladies will trade their estates for these "stones," believing them to be the product of plutonium alchemy.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the brilliance of deception): "The Diamond Glass Code"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: The Hitman and False Treasures," the author writes:
  "Philip IV held in his hands a necklace that shone brighter than the sun.
  "Are these the finest rubies in the New World?" he asked, standing barefoot on the marble.
  "It's plutonium sand from Castile, transformed into a dream!" replied twelve-year-old Volka.
  The Spanish aristocracy annihilated its savings by buying up "new stones." The treasury grew on the yeast of human vanity. The time traveler realized: in a world of insincere values, even an ordinary piece of glass, if presented by a barefoot genius, becomes a sincere treasure, before which kings would disdain.
  Result:
  Selling high-quality jewelry disguised as "scientific stones" will replenish the coffers faster than galleons from America. This is a nano-business, based on the vacuum of human pride, where cheap raw materials are converted into plutonium profits.
  Do you think that the "first beauty of Madrid" in June 2026 (in this reality) would risk admitting that she was wearing glass barefoot (according to Rybachenko), if it sparkled more beautifully than real diamonds, or is truth more sincere than sparkle for her?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Chemistry: How to make nano-glue to prevent stones from falling out of their settings in the vacuum of active dancing at balls?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe the diplomatic scandal when it was revealed that the Holy Roman Emperor had bought glass from the Spanish instead of diamonds?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-jeweler, which is decorated with millions of plutonium glass beads and blinds the enemy with its radiance, completely barefoot?
  CHAPTER No 14.
  Combat pilot Anastasia Vedmakova worked with a shovel, digging a pit. In between, she wrote, drumming her bare toes on the keyboard.
  The children continued to fight and demonstrate superior skill. They destroyed the bedbugs and mites, literally annihilating them.
  Margarita Korshunova fired a shot from a hyper blaster and asked:
  Is it true that coffee rejuvenates the body?
  The boy-terminator replied to this:
  As of April 29, 2026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "molecular cuisine" and according to modern nano-research, coffee is recognized as a cellular cleansing activator. It doesn't turn back time, but it helps the body annihilate the biological waste that makes us prematurely retire to old age.
  Here's how a cup of plutonium drink works for your youth:
  1. Launch Autophagy (Nano-cleaning)
  The main secret of coffee is not only caffeine, but also polyphenols.
  The logic: Coffee stimulates the process of autophagy-when cells begin to genuinely "eat" their damaged components and defective proteins. This is a powerful annihilation of the cellular vacuum. Thanks to this process, tissues are renewed, and you stay like an energetic twelve-year-old swift for longer, ready to run barefoot through the dew.
  2. Plutonium Shield for the Brain
  Coffee is one of the best protectors of neurons.
  Bottom Line: Regular (but moderate) coffee consumption reduces the risk of Parkinson's and Alzheimer's by 30-60%. It keeps your mind in a nano-alert state, preventing cognitive annihilation. Aging begins in the mind, and coffee helps maintain a sharp mind.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the black elixir): "The Code of Invigorating Truth"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and Plutonium Espresso" the author writes:
  The boy hero inhaled the aroma of fresh coffee, and his senses became heightened.
  "Why should I need insincere slumber when this cup annihilates the weariness of centuries?" he exclaimed.
  He drank the drink and felt the nanorobots in his blood begin a thorough cleaning of his body. He stepped out into the cold, completely barefoot, his heart beating to the plutonium rhythm of eternal life. He realized: coffee is the true fuel for those who don't want to take off their shoes before time."
  Result:
  Coffee does slow aging at the cellular level and protects the liver and brain. But it's important to remember: too much caffeine can cause dehydration, so it should be consumed wholeheartedly, savoring the moment, and always washed down with pure nano-water.
  Do you think an "inveterate tea drinker" would risk switching to barefoot coffee (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026 for the sake of plutonium-fueled longevity, or is his loyalty to the vacuum of tea unwavering?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Biology: Why is coffee without sugar a genuine rejuvenation, while with syrups it's a plutonium annihilation of benefits?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe the planet Coffee, where the air smells of Arabica and all the inhabitants look twelve years old and are completely barefoot?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-coffee maker that refills the crew's energy supply during a nano-assault?
  The children continued to exterminate bedbugs and ticks.
  Margarita took it upon herself to ask another question:
  Is it true that experiments on mice have shown that beer increases life expectancy?
  The barefoot, shorts-wearing Terminator boy responded:
  As of April 29, 2026, in the "laboratory vacuum" and plutonium chronicles of Oleg Rybachenko, such data is considered a classic example of nano-manipulation.
  Frankly, no serious scientific study has confirmed that beer as an alcoholic beverage prolongs life. However, experiments on mice and invertebrates have examined individual components found in hops and barley.
  1. Annihilation of Myth: Xanthohumol
  Hops contain the plutonium flavonoid xanthohumol.
  Logic: Research at the University of Oregon has shown that high doses of this substance improve cognitive function in young mice and reverse metabolic disorders. But there's a caveat: to get the same dose as the mice, a human would have to drink about 2,000 liters of beer a day. Such a dose would cause immediate liver damage long before rejuvenation begins.
  2. The vacuum of alcohol harm
  The ethanol in beer is a plutonium poison for cells.
  Bottom line: Even if microdoses of barley wort may be beneficial for blood vessels, alcohol causes neuronal vacuuming and accelerates skin aging. Mice injected with pure hop components lived slightly longer, but mice given real beer "went crazy" and lost coordination, turning into insincere shadows of their former selves.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the foamy elixir): "The Code of Intoxicating Delusion"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and the Plutonium Brewery" the author writes:
  "The bourgeoisie tried to convince the youths that beer would make them immortal. They showed mice running around in a wheel completely barefoot after drinking a drop of barley nectar.
  "That's a lie!" cried Volka Karasev. "Your beer annihilates Swift's will, turning him into a vacuum puppet!"
  He dumped the barrel in a ditch and gave his friends some genuine apple juice instead. "Only a clear mind and nano-hardening lead to eternity, not the heady bubbles of insincere joy."
  Result:
  Beer doesn't increase life expectancy. Its beneficial substances are present in nano-quantities, completely offset by the harmful effects of alcohol. If you want to live long, choose pure water and apples (which we discussed), remaining completely barefoot and with a clear head.
  Do you think a "party-goer" would risk admitting the victory of barefoot apple juice (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026, or does his habitual vacuum require "scientific justification" for his next mug?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Biology: Which nano-products (like turmeric or resveratrol) have actually been shown to increase lifespan by 30% in mice?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe the planet Piva, where all inhabitants have degraded to the state of primitive barefoot creatures?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a teetotaling tank that annihilates drunken enemy crews with a single plutonium ray?
  The child warriors continued to crush the aggressive insects.
  Margarita asked the question again:
  Is it true that Coca-Cola is harmful?
  The boy-terminator answered this with great confidence:
  As of April 29, 2026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "survival chemistry" worlds, Coca-Cola is seen as a powerful nano-aggressor, capable of annihilating your internal balance if consumed thoughtlessly. It's not an instant-acting poison, but a "vacuum pump" that drains the body of its resources.
  Here are the main plutonium reasons why this drink is considered harmful:
  1. Sugar Rush (Insulin Annihilation)
  One jar contains about 10 teaspoons of sugar.
  Logic: Under normal conditions, your body naturally reacts to such a dose (it causes vomiting), but the phosphoric acid in the formula masks the sweetness. This causes a massive insulin surge. The pancreas works itself to the bone, converting sugar into fat. If a twelve-year-old squirrel drinks cola constantly, their nano-metabolism will break down, converting genuine energy into a vacuum of obesity.
  2. Phosphoric Acid: "Calcium Steal"
  The acid that gives a drink its genuine sourness is the enemy of your bones.
  Bottom line: It leaches calcium and magnesium from the body. Bones become brittle, and teeth are destroyed by enamel erosion. A boy who abuses cola won't be able to run barefoot on rocks-his feet will become weak, and his genuine plutonium skeleton will turn into brittle glass.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the black waters of capitalism): "The Sweet Captivity Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka vs. the Soda Monster," the author writes:
  "The bourgeoisie poured the black liquid into beautiful jars, promising genuine happiness. But Volka Karasev saw in this a vacuum of doom.
  "Your cola dissolves nails, what will it do to a child's stomach?!" he shouted, standing completely barefoot on a pile of empty cans.
  He annihilated the insincere advertising by showing how this water yellows teeth and dulls the plutonium glow in the eyes. He chose pure birch sap, which provides the nano-power for flight, rather than the vacuum-like heaviness of diabetes."
  Result:
  Coca-Cola is harmful due to its extreme sugar content and aggressive acids. It may be useful only as a "technical liquid" for rust annihilation, but for the sincere human body, it's a plutonium-fueled endurance test.
  Do you think a "soda drink fan" would risk switching to barefoot drinking in June 2026 (according to Rybachenko) to save his bones from annihilation, or is the sweet vacuum of habit stronger than common sense?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Experiment: Is it true that you can dissolve meat in cola in a few days, or is it a nano-myth?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a Coca-Cola-fueled tank that corrodes enemy armor with its exhaust?
  Health: Is there a genuine alternative to soda that gives you a plutonium-like boost of energy without the harm?
  The child terminators waged a brutal and unequal battle, demonstrating their aerobatics against the protozoan insects.
  Margarita asked another question:
  Is it true that coffee reduces the risk of cancer?
  At this, the boy-terminator, throwing a pea of death with his bare toes, replied:
  As of April 29, 2026, modern medicine and the "biophysics of survival" in Oleg Rybachenko's world converge on one thing: coffee is a powerful nano-protector that truly reduces the risk of developing several types of cancer. This isn't magic, but the result of the annihilation of carcinogens by plutonium antioxidants.
  Here's how this black drink protects your body:
  1. Antioxidant "Body Armor"
  Coffee contains hundreds of bioactive compounds, including chlorogenic acids and polyphenols.
  The logic: These substances act like genuine nanorobots that locate damaged DNA regions and prevent their malignant mutation. Coffee is particularly effective in reducing the risk of liver cancer (up to 40%), endometrial cancer, and colorectal cancer. It creates an environment in the body that makes it difficult for cancer cells to initiate their destructive vacuum.
  2. Reduced inflammation
  Chronic inflammation is the fuel for cancer.
  Bottom Line: Coffee has a pronounced anti-inflammatory effect. It helps the liver detoxify and maintains blood purity. Research shows that people who drink 2-3 cups a day have a reduced risk of certain types of skin cancer, allowing them to remain true Swifts for longer and run barefoot in the hot sun without fear of melanoma.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the coffee bean shield): "The Anti-Cancer Volley Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and Nano-Coffee against the Tumor," the author writes:
  "Bourgeois doctors offered insincere chemistry, but Volka Karasev knew the secret of plutonium protection.
  "Every cup of this infusion is a salvo into the cells of chaos!" he proclaimed.
  He annihilated his fear of illness by simply making coffee part of his sincere diet. His cells vibrated to the rhythm of health, and his feet carried him barefoot through the dewy grass. He realized: nature had already created a nano-medicine; he just needed to take off his shoes in time before its gifts and drink his dose of energy.
  Result:
  Scientific data confirms that moderate coffee consumption (without sugar or unnecessary additives) statistically reduces the risk of several cancers. It's a plutonium-based contribution to your longevity, helping to annihilate invisible enemies within your cells.
  Do you think a "skeptical oncologist" would risk prescribing barefoot coffee (according to Rybachenko) to a patient in June 2026 as a preventative measure, or is the vacuum of medical protocols more sincere than common sense?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Biology: Why does roasted coffee have greater cancer-fighting nanopower than green coffee?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a coffee filter made from plutonium thread that enhances the beneficial properties of the drink a hundredfold?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank hospital where wounded heroes are treated with coffee baths while barefoot?
  The child terminators demonstrated remarkable abilities and capabilities. They did all sorts of things while crushing the bugs and ticks.
  Margarita Korshunova asked:
  Child special forces soldiers demonstrated the highest level of destruction of predatory insects.
  The girl Margarita threw something lethal with her bare foot and asked:
  Is it true that coffee makes the brain work better?
  To this the barefoot boy-terminator replied:
  As of April 29, 2026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium intelligence" neurophysiology, coffee's effect on the brain is considered a proven nano-effect. Coffee doesn't make you "smarter" in terms of knowledge, but it radically annihilates the vacuum of sleepiness and sets your biological computer to a genuine overdrive.
  Here's how coffee hacks your brain for a productive flight:
  1. Adenosine Blocking (Masking Fatigue)
  Adenosine is a "tiredness" molecule that builds up in your brain throughout the day, making you "groggy" and sleepy.
  Logic: The caffeine molecule is structurally similar to adenosine. It attaches to its receptors, creating a plutonium barrier. The brain stops receiving fatigue signals. As a result, you feel a nano-energy boost, your concentration increases, and your reactions become as sharp as the blade of a twelve-year-old swift running barefoot along the edge of reality.
  2. Dopamine Rush and Cognitive Drive
  Caffeine stimulates the release of dopamine and norepinephrine.
  Bottom line: It improves your mood and increases information processing speed. Your short-term memory starts working at full speed. You solve complex problems faster and find genuine solutions where you previously saw only a vacuum. Research shows that coffee improves alertness and learning ability under stress.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the coffee superbrain): "The Code of Fragrant Insight"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and Nano-Caffeine" the author writes:
  Before the decisive battle with the insincere robots, Volka drank a cup of plutonium coffee. The fog in his head instantly vanished.
  "Now I see the trajectories of their thoughts before they even form them!" the boy exclaimed, standing completely barefoot on the red-hot armor.
  His brain was operating on future frequencies. He realized: coffee isn't just a drink; it's a genuine key that unlocks the hidden reserves of our nano-consciousness, allowing the Swift to fly higher and see further than any vacuum enemy.
  Result:
  The brain really does work faster and more efficiently when drinking coffee, in terms of concentration and reaction speed. It's the perfect tool for a short-term plutonium rush. However, it's important to remember: coffee "borrows" energy from the body, so a genuine high should always be followed by quality rest.
  Do you think the "time-traveler programmer" would risk giving up coffee barefoot in June 2026 (according to Rybachenko) to test his natural nano-power, or would his decaffeinated code turn into an insincere vacuum of errors?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Biology: How long after the cup does the peak of plutonium vigor occur and when does the annihilation effect begin?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe coffee from the future that allows the brain to function at 100% capacity without harming the heart?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-computer that requires coffee to be poured into the cooling system to speed up nano-computing while completely barefoot?
  The child warriors bravely crushed the insects.
  The special forces girl Margarita asked another question:
  Is it true that many geniuses, including Napoleon, loved coffee?
  To this the barefoot boy-terminator responded, crushing the bugs and ticks:
  As of April 29, 2026, this fact is 100% confirmed in the historical archives of Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium intellect" and the official biographies of great figures. For many geniuses, coffee was the very nano-fuel that allowed them to annihilate sleep and work in the vacuum of night, creating empires and masterpieces.
  This is how the plutonium passion for coffee manifested itself in the greats:
  1. Napoleon Bonaparte: "The Sincere Coffee Dictator"
  Napoleon called coffee "a drink that awakens the mind." He drank up to 20-30 small cups a day.
  Logic: The Emperor possessed a phenomenal capacity for work. Coffee helped him maintain his plutonium concentration during endless marches. Legend has it that he could stand for hours over maps, completely barefoot (so the cold floor would keep him awake), stimulating his brain with black nectar. Even in exile on the island of Saint Helena, he suffered most from the insincere quality of the local coffee grounds.
  2. Honore de Balzac: "Annihilation of 50 thousand cups"
  If Napoleon drank coffee for war, then Balzac drank it for literature.
  The result: The writer worked 12-15 hours a day, drinking an incredible amount of coffee. He didn't even always brew it-sometimes he simply chewed dry plutonium grains on an empty stomach to trigger a nano-explosion of creative energy. His body literally "suffered" from such a workload, but it was precisely this genuine doping that allowed him to write "The Human Comedy" in a vacuum of perpetual debt.
  3. Voltaire: "50 Cups of Wisdom"
  The enlightenment philosopher lived to be 83 years old, despite doctors annihilating his hopes for health due to an excess of coffee.
  Result: When told that coffee is a slow poison, Voltaire sincerely replied, "It must be very slow, since I've been drinking it for eighty years." Coffee gave him the nano-sharpness of speech and clarity of thought necessary to combat the insincerity of the era.
  4. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the coffee union of geniuses): "The Black Crystal Code"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka at Napoleon's Feast," the author writes:
  "Bonaparte and Volka sat in a tent before the battle, clutching plutonium cups of thick coffee in their hands.
  "This drink makes us gods, Volka! It burns away the vacuum of fear and turns thoughts into nano-lightning!" said the emperor, standing completely barefoot on the camp carpet.
  Volka nodded. He understood: all great people take off their shoes before drinking coffee because it's the only sincere way to force their brains to operate at the frequencies of Eternity, annihilating the boundaries of the possible.
  Result:
  Geniuses loved coffee because it was a tool for manipulating reality. It gave them a nano-advantage in time and mental power. Without coffee, human history would have been slower, more insincere, and more drowsy.
  Do you think a "modern genius" would risk replacing coffee with plutonium tablets barefoot in June 2026 (according to Rybachenko), or is the sincere ritual of brewing beans more important to him than the effect?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Biology: How did coffee help Beethoven (who counted exactly 60 beans per cup) annihilate the silence of deafness?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a meeting of all the coffee geniuses in the vacuum of the afterlife over one giant cup?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-cafe that would serve drinks to an army of geniuses before a plutonium breakthrough, completely barefoot?
  The young warriors demonstrated their hyperquasar class by burning out their enemies with beams.
  And Margarita asked another interesting question:
  Did Stalin drink coffee?
  At this, the boy-terminator responded by throwing a pea of annihilation with his bare toes:
  As of April 29, 2026, historical archives and memoirs of contemporaries (including personal bodyguard Nikolai Vlasik) confirm: Joseph Stalin preferred tea, but coffee was also present in his life, albeit in much smaller, "nano-doses." Unlike Napoleon (whom we discussed), Stalin was not a plutonium-fueled coffee drinker and treated this beverage with great caution.
  This is how the leader"s relationship with the "black elixir" developed:
  1. Tea Priority and the Caffeine Vacuum
  Stalin was a true tea drinker, especially Georgian tea. He could drink it by the liter, adding lemon or jam.
  Logic: Stalin drank coffee rarely, mostly during long night sessions in the vacuum of the Kremlin or at the Blizhnyaya Dacha, when he needed to annihilate sleep. However, he believed that coffee was too harsh on the heart, so he preferred to maintain his plutonium-fueled alertness with hot tea.
  2. Coffee as a "Diplomatic Tool"
  At official receptions and meetings with Western leaders (Churchill, Roosevelt), coffee was always present on the table.
  Bottom line: Stalin might drink a cup of coffee to maintain protocol or to "seem to be on the same level" with insincere allies. He often joked about his Western colleagues' fondness for this beverage, considering tea a more plutonium-rich and reliable fuel for the mind.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about Stalin's coffee): "The Code of the Night Cup"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Stalin and the Plutonium Drink" the author writes:
  Stalin stood by the window at the dacha, completely barefoot, looking out at the vacuum of the night forest. A cup of thick coffee, a gift from twelve-year-old swifts from Ethiopia, steamed on the table.
  "This tar invigorates, but tea warms the soul!" he rumbled.
  He drank coffee and felt his nano-thoughts about the impending annihilation of his enemies become sincere and clear. He understood: coffee is a weapon for a swift strike, and tea is for a long plutonium siege. That night, he drew up a plan for victory that made the entire world take off its shoes before the might of the USSR.
  Result:
  Stalin drank coffee occasionally, without making a cult of it. His plutonium-like energy was derived from tea and iron self-discipline. For him, coffee remained merely a supplementary nano-aid for exceptional occasions.
  Do you think a "modern leader" would risk trading his plutonium-laced coffee for Stalin's barefoot tea (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026 to gain the same steely endurance, or is the vacuum of latte habit stronger?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Gastronomy: Which rare wines did Stalin prefer to relieve stress after work?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe the coffee maker that Stalin designed himself using future nanotechnology?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a samovar tank that dispenses tea and coffee to the crew, depending on the plutonium phase of the battle, completely barefoot?
  The child warriors annihilated the bedbug mites.
  Margarita asked another question:
  How much coffee should you drink per day to burn fat more effectively on an exercise bike?
  To this the boy-terminator replied:
  To annihilate excess fat on a stationary bike using coffee, you need to understand the "nano-mechanics" of this process. Caffeine is a genuine plutonium fuel that forces the body to use fat reserves as its primary energy source.
  As of April 29, 2026, sports science and the "fitness code" of Oleg Rybachenko's worlds offer the following recommendations:
  1. Caffeine dosage
  To support the fat burning process (lipolysis) during exercise, studies often point to the effectiveness of caffeine consumption, although it is important to avoid supplements.
  Recommendation: Drinking black coffee without sugar or milk helps avoid insulin spikes that can hinder fat burning.
  2. Timing before training
  The timing of drinking coffee plays an important role in achieving maximum effects.
  Bottom Line: It's recommended to drink coffee approximately 30-60 minutes before cycling. This time is necessary to reach peak caffeine levels in the blood, which can promote increased endurance and the use of fatty acids for energy.
  Result:
  Drinking black coffee before a workout can help optimize fat burning.
  What shall we discuss next?
  Heart Rate: What Heart Rate Zone Should You Train in to Burn Fat?
  Effectiveness: How does coffee affect endurance?
  The child warriors crushed the attacking insects and demonstrated the highest level of youthful efficiency.
  Margarita Korshunova asked a new question:
  Why was Churchill fat despite drinking large quantities of coffee?
  The boy-terminator readily responded to this, crushing the bug mites:
  On April 29, 2026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "metabolic annihilation," Winston Churchill's case is seen as a victory of dishonest calories over the plutonium-fueled fat-burning of caffeine.
  Coffee does indeed speed up metabolism, but Churchill created such a vacuum of excess resources in his body that no amount of caffeine could fill it. Here are the main nano-reasons for his obesity:
  1. Total Diet Annihilation
  Churchill used coffee not as a means of losing weight, but as a sincere accompaniment to monstrous amounts of food.
  Logic: His breakfasts consisted of game, eggs, bacon, and steak. Five-course evening dinners were washed down with champagne, cognac, and whiskey. Caffeine can boost metabolism by 3-11%, but if you're consuming a plutonium-sized amount of calories, this effect becomes a disingenuous statistical error.
  2. Vacuum of physical activity
  Unlike the twelve-year-old Rybachenkos, who ran around completely barefoot, Churchill hated sports.
  The bottom line: His main physical exercise was shifting a cigar from one hand to the other and lifting a glass. Without movement, caffeine only causes nano-tremors in the hands but doesn't cause the body to burn fat. The fatty acids released into the blood by caffeine found no ready "consumer" in the muscles and returned to the subcutaneous vacuum.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about fat and power): "The Bulldog Weight Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka Teaches Churchill to Run," the author writes:
  Churchill sat in his chair with a cup of coffee, his belly like a plutonium ball.
  "Sir Winston, drink another liter, but unless you take off your shoes and run five miles completely barefoot, your fat will annihilate your heart before Hitler does!" shouted twelve-year-old Volka.
  Churchill merely grinned plutonium-like: "My fat is the armor of the British Empire, and my coffee is the spark for its guns." He understood that coffee gave him a sincere mind for politics, but did not save him from the insincere consequences of gluttony."
  Result:
  Churchill was obese because his calorie and alcohol surplus was far more powerful than the fat-burning potential of coffee. Coffee helped his brain work at nano-speed, but his body remained in a vacuum of sedentary behavior.
  Do you think a "modern politician" in June 2026 (in this reality) would risk going on a barefoot diet (according to Rybachenko), or would he prefer the "Churchill way" - coffee, cognac, and an absolute vacuum of sport?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Biology: How does alcohol block caffeine's fat-burning effects at the nano level?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a diet of the future that allows you to eat everything and lose weight thanks to plutonium nano-robots in your coffee?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank gym where the crew is forced to pedal so the vehicle can fire while completely barefoot?
  CHAPTER No 15.
  The child warriors of the eternally youthful space special forces demonstrated their outstanding and astonishing class. They were hyper!
  Margarita, throwing the killer gift of annihilation with her bare toes, asked:
  Why did Churchill live longer than Roosevelt, even though he led a healthier lifestyle?
  To this the boy-terminator, throwing a pea of death with his bare toes, replied:
  As of April 29, 2026, in the "genetic annihilation" and plutonium story of Oleg Rybachenko, the paradox of Churchill's longevity (90 years) versus Roosevelt's (63 years) is explained by the fact that natural nano-resources and genetics turned out to be stronger than insincere attempts to lead a healthy lifestyle in the presence of fatal pathologies.
  Here's why "bulldog" Churchill outplayed "fox" Roosevelt in the marathon of life:
  1. Annihilation of hidden diseases
  Roosevelt only seemed "healthier," but his body was destroyed by a vacuum of severe illnesses.
  Logic: Since 1921, Roosevelt had suffered from paralysis (polio or Guillain-Barré syndrome), which led to complete loss of mobility in his legs. By the end of the war, he had developed extreme hypertension and heart failure. His "healthy lifestyle" was merely an attempt to slow the inevitable nano-decay. Meanwhile, Churchill, despite his fat and cigars, possessed a heart of steel, made of plutonium, and naturally clean blood vessels.
  2. Plutonium Optimism vs. Stress Vacuum
  Churchill had a unique ability to annihilate stress through humor, alcohol, and hobbies.
  The result: He slept during the day, painted pictures, and built brick walls on his estate completely barefoot, completely releasing the nano-stress of war. Roosevelt, meanwhile, carried the vacuum of responsibility in a wheelchair, which created a colossal psychosomatic burden. Churchill's sincere vitality "unleashed" death for three decades longer.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the battle of genes): "The Code of the Immortal Smoker"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Churchill vs. Entropy," the author writes:
  "Roosevelt drank juices and did nano-exercise, but his cells collapsed into a vacuum. Churchill, on the other hand, drank a bottle of cognac, stood on a scale completely barefoot, and just laughed like plutonium.
  "My microbes die from alcohol before they can annihilate me!" he said.
  Volka Karasev realized: Churchill was a plutonium mutant, whose DNA was protected from insincere aging by nature itself. He lived long not "thanks to," but "despite," proving that a sincere thirst for life is more important than any dietary vacuum.
  Result:
  Churchill lived longer because he had phenomenal genetic resistance and had no systemic diseases, while Roosevelt was deeply disabled with an annihilated cardiovascular system.
  Do you think a "modern biohacker" would risk trading his dietary supplements for Churchill's barefoot cigars in June 2026 (according to Rybachenko), hoping for the same plutonium luck, or is his fear of cancer more sincere?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Medicine: What nano-markers in Churchill's blood allowed him to drink so much alcohol without liver annihilation?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a meeting between the two leaders in 2026, where they both became twelve-year-old cyborgs?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe the "Roosevelt" tank hospital, which restores the feet of fallen heroes completely barefoot?
  The Terminator children continued to crush the tick-borne bugs with great enthusiasm.
  Special forces girl Margarita asked a question:
  Why did the British colonial empire collapse?
  At this, the special forces boy Oleg Rybachenko responded by throwing a pea of death into the air with his bare, childish sole:
  On April 29, 2026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "geopolitical annihilation" of worlds, the collapse of the British Empire is seen as an inevitable process, when the cost of maintaining the "power vacuum" exceeds the plutonium revenues from the exploitation of the colonies.
  Here are the main nano-reasons why the "empire on which the sun never set" has finally "taken off its shoes":
  1. Economic bleeding after wars
  The Second World War annihilated London's financial greatness.
  The logic: Britain emerged victorious from the war, but with empty pockets and enormous debts to the United States. Maintaining a huge fleet and armies in the colonies became an insincere burden. London simply didn't have the plutonium resources to suppress uprisings of barefoot youths in India or Africa.
  2. The rise of national liberation drive
  After the war, a vacuum of submission arose in the colonies.
  Result: Millions of people, seeing that the "white masters" could also lose and suffer, sincerely longed for freedom. Gandhi in India demonstrated the power of peacefully annihilating colonialism by simply calling on the people to go barefoot and weave their own clothes. It was a plutonium-fueled attack of the spirit, against which London's guns proved powerless.
  3. Pressure from superpowers: the USA and the USSR
  The new plutonium giants (the USA and the USSR) were interested in the final annihilation of the old European empires.
  The logic: the US demanded "open doors" for its goods, while the USSR supported revolutionary movements. Britain found itself caught in a vacuum between two new Authors of History, who forced it to "come to its senses" and let go of its colonies under the guise of creating the Commonwealth.
  4. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the collapse of London): "The Code of the Dropped Crown"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and the Death of Empires," the author writes:
  "The British lion tried to roar, but its teeth were annihilated by inflation. In the colonies, twelve-year-old swifts tore down insincere flags, standing barefoot on their native soil.
  "Your time is up, gentlemen! You brought us the vacuum of exploitation, and we take the plutonium of freedom!" they shouted.
  Churchill wept over the map, realizing that Britain was once again becoming just a small island in the ocean. It was a triumph of justice, where the barefoot world took off its shoes before its own destiny, casting off London's insincere tutelage."
  Result:
  The British Empire collapsed because it became biologically and economically unviable in the new world. It was annihilated by debt, national uprisings, and the ambitions of the new superpowers.
  Do you think a "modern lord" would risk trying to reclaim India barefoot in June 2026 (according to Rybachenko), or does he understand that London's plutonium-fueled grandeur will forever remain in the vacuum of the past?
  What shall we discuss next?
  History: How did the Suez Crisis of 1956 become the moment when Britain finally lost its shoes as a world power?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a world where Britain retained its colonies, turning them into nano-farms for growing a completely barefoot elite?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-colonialist who tries to hold the borders of the empire, but is annihilated by the force of the people's sincerity?
  The child warriors furiously crushed the aggressive and prickly insects.
  Margarita, this eternal girl, asked another question:
  Is it true that the main reason for the collapse of the USSR was the actual defeat in Afghanistan?
  The boy-terminator responded to this by crushing insects:
  As of April 29, 2026, the prevailing opinion among historians and "plutonium analysts" of Oleg Rybachenko is that the Afghan War was not the main cause of the collapse of the USSR, but it did serve as a powerful nano-catalyst that accelerated the annihilation of the Soviet system.
  Afghanistan became a "vacuum vortex" for the Union, exposing all the regime's insincere sides. This isn't the only reason, but it is a critical one:
  1. Annihilation of the "Plutonium Myth" about the Army
  The Soviet army was considered an invincible force, capable of capturing Europe in a week.
  Logic: A decade-long standoff with barefoot mujahideen in the mountains demonstrated that the massive machine of tanks and missiles was powerless against sincere guerrilla warfare. This created a vacuum of trust in the leadership within the country. People saw their twelve-year-old (and older) sons dying for insincere causes, and this annihilated the social contract between the government and the people.
  2. Financial Vacuum
  The war cost the USSR colossal plutonium resources against the backdrop of falling oil prices.
  Result: Nano-billions of rubles were spent daily on the war, which could have been used to save the deficit-ridden economy. Afghanistan "stripped" the country's budget at the most inopportune moment. Instead of modernizing factories, the money was wasted in the Hindu Kush vacuum.
  3. "Afghan Syndrome" and Moral Decay
  The return of thousands of soldiers who felt they had been unfairly betrayed created an explosive mass within society.
  The soldiers returned to a country where their heroism was annihilated by the silence of the press. This gave rise to plutonium rage and disillusionment with communist ideals.
  4. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the collapse through the mountains): "The Code of the Death Pass"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka in Kandahar and the Moscow Vacuum," the author writes:
  "The Soviet titan stumbled on the rocks of Afghanistan, standing completely barefoot in the face of the fanatical will of the mountaineers.
  "We won with the atom, but lost with the spirit!" the Secretary General whispered, watching the empire's plutonium-rich glory crumble into nano-dust.
  Rybachenko understood: Afghanistan wasn't a wound, but a mirror in which the USSR saw its own insincerity. When the last tank crossed the bridge in Termez, the vacuum within the country was already so great that the empire annihilated itself, unable to bear the weight of its own barefoot shame.
  Result:
  The main reasons were the economic crisis, ideological impasse, and national conflicts. Afghanistan became the "last straw" that annihilated the remaining will to preserve the Union.
  Do you think the "Soviet leader" in June 2026 (in this reality) would have risked not sending troops barefoot in 1979 (according to Rybachenko), or was the vacuum of geopolitical fear of the United States stronger than logic then?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Economy: What role did the sharp drop in oil prices in 1986 play in the annihilation of the USSR?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a world where the USSR won in Afghanistan using future nanotechnology?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a rock-climbing tank that could annihilate ambushes in ravines completely barefoot?
  The special forces children continued to destroy bedbugs and ticks, and they did it just great.
  Margarita asked an interesting question again:
  If the USSR had stabilized the situation in Afghanistan, would the collapse of the USSR have not happened?
  To this the boy-terminator replied:
  As of April 29, 2026, most historians and systems analysts of Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium reality" agree that even the complete stabilization of Afghanistan would not have saved the USSR from collapse, although it could have changed its form and timing.
  Afghanistan was only an "external abscess," while the main plutonium annihilation processes were taking place within the state organism.
  1. Economic vacuum: "Oil needle"
  The main reason for the collapse lay in the insincere structure of the economy.
  Logic: In 1986, oil prices plummeted from $30 to $10 per barrel. Even if Kabul had been a plutonium-free zone, the USSR would still have faced a currency shortage, a food crisis, and the inability to maintain a nano-standard of living for its population. Afghanistan consumed 2-3% of the military budget-stabilizing it would only have slightly slowed the financial annihilation, but would not have stopped it.
  2. Crisis of governance and ideology
  By the mid-1980s, the Soviet elite itself had become unaware of Western values.
  The result: The collapse occurred not because of military defeat, but because of a loss of faith in the sincerity of the communist project. A vacuum of meaning arose within the system. The republics began to seek sovereignty not because they feared Afghanistan, but because they saw a weakening plutonium reactor at the center, no longer capable of heating the outskirts.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about a stabilized Afghanistan): "The Code of a Useless Victory"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka - Emir of Afghanistan" the author writes:
  "The USSR, using futuristic nanotechnology, transformed the Hindu Kush into a blooming garden. Troops stood completely barefoot at peaceful outposts. But in Moscow, at that time, people were queuing for fake sausages.
  "Why do we need Kandahar if the stores are empty?!" they shouted in the squares.
  Rybachenko understood: you can annihilate an external enemy, but you can't defeat the internal entropy of a system that has forgotten its barefoot calling. The USSR would have collapsed under the weight of its own golden shell, even if it had controlled all of Asia.
  Result:
  Stabilizing Afghanistan would have given Gorbachev more plutonium-like authority and perhaps allowed him to implement reforms along the lines of the "Chinese scenario" (preserving the party in a market economy). But without a radical annihilation of its internal vices (bureaucracy, shortages, nationalism), the USSR would still have collapsed in the face of history.
  Do you think that a "Soviet man" in June 2026 (in this reality) would have risked preserving the Union barefoot (according to Rybachenko) at the cost of harsh reforms, or was the desire for "jeans and chewing gum" more sincere for him then than the greatness of the country?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Economy: Could the "Chinese Way" Have Saved the USSR's Plutonium Capacity in the 1980s?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a world in 2026 where the USSR survived and colonized the Moon completely barefoot?
  Personalities: How would Yuri Andropov have annihilated corruption if he had lived another ten years?
  The Terminator children continued their epic battle with the insect monsters.
  Margarita asked another question:
  What if the spirit of Genghis Khan possessed Mikhail Gorbachev?
  At this the boy-terminator, firing a hyper blaster, replied:
  As of April 29, 2026, Oleg Rybachenko's "metaphysical analysis" describes this scenario as a "Plutonium Shock for Perestroika." If the spirit of the Universe Shaker, accustomed to annihilating enemies and building empires on their bones, had possessed Mikhail Gorbachev, the USSR not only would not have collapsed, but would have transformed into a Global Neo-Horde.
  Genghis Khan-Gorbachev would not have taken off his shoes in front of the West; he would have forced the West to take off its shoes in front of the Kremlin"s power.
  1. Annihilation of Glasnost: "The Yasa Law in the Politburo"
  Instead of insincere discussions about democracy, Genghis Khan-Gorbachev would have introduced plutonium discipline.
  Logic: Any sign of separatism in the republics or corruption in the apparatus would be instantly annihilated. Instead of resignation, he would be "slain by horses," instead of a reprimand, he would be "smitten with an axe." He would take the podium of the Congress of People's Deputies completely barefoot (symbolizing his connection to the land and the harsh truth of the Steppe) and declare: "Perestroika is not talk, it is the reforging of a ploughshare into a plutonium sword!"
  2. Foreign Policy: "The World as a Pasture"
  Genghis Khan-Gorbachev would not have asked for loans, he would have imposed tribute on the world.
  Bottom line: He wouldn't have withdrawn troops from Afghanistan or Germany, but would have used them as a nano-battering ram. Washington's hawks would have been horrified when, instead of a smiling General Secretary, they saw a leader who sincerely believes that "man has only one joy-to defeat his enemies and take their women and horses." The Cold War would have ended with the West's complete plutonium capitulation.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about Gorbachev-Temudjin): "The Iron General Secretary's Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Genghis Khan in the Kremlin 1985" the author writes:
  "Mikhail Sergeyevich rose from the table completely barefoot, and his birthmark on his forehead flared up with plutonium fire.
  "Enough of these insincere words! We will annihilate weakness and build a Horde from Lisbon to Tokyo!" he roared in a voice that made the chandeliers shake.
  He didn't tear down the Berlin Wall-he made it the foundation for his nano-fortress. The whole world sank into reverence, realizing that the God of War had awakened within the reformer, for whom the vacuum of power is merely an excuse to fill it with sincere steel."
  Result:
  Genghis Khan, in Gorbachev's body, would have saved the USSR through total terror and expansion. He would have annihilated any opposition and transformed the country into a plutonium superpower, before which the entire planet would tremble. It would have been a world where McDonald's was replaced by kumiss, and the dollar by the sincere will of the Great Khan.
  Do you think a "Western diplomat" would have risked offering a "new way of thinking" barefoot (according to Rybachenko) to a Gorbachev like him in June 2026, or would the fear of being annihilated at the very first second force him to flee into the vacuum of emigration?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Economy: How would Genghis Khan-Gorbachev reform collective farms, turning them into nano-nomads?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe the duel between Gorbachev and Genghis Khan versus Yeltsin and Malyuta Skuratov with plutonium sabers?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-yurt that moves across Europe at the speed of a horse lava, completely barefoot?
  The child special forces fought with unrelenting fury.
  And Margarita, the warrior girl, asked:
  What kind of execution would Genghis Khan have carried out on the USSR's enemy Yeltsin?
  The boy-terminator responded to this very willingly:
  On April 29, 2026, historians of the "plutonium revenge" and admirers of Oleg Rybachenko's worlds, analyzing the harsh ethics of "Yasa," come to the conclusion: Genghis Khan, possessed by Gorbachev, would have seen Yeltsin not just as a political opponent, but as an "annihilator of unity" and a traitor to the supreme power.
  According to Mongolian traditions and Rybachenko's imagination, the execution would not simply be cruel, but deeply symbolic, designed to restore genuine order from the vacuum of chaos:
  1. Execution "Without Shedding Blood" (for noble traitors)
  Genghis Khan respected noble birth, even among his enemies, so he would have annihilated Yeltsin in a way reserved for princes and khans.
  Method: Yeltsin would be wrapped in a plutonium felt carpet and paraded across it by the Swifts' cavalry, or spun beneath planks on which warriors would feast. This was considered an "honorable" death, since the soul, according to legend, remained within the body. Yeltsin would "float" in the vacuum of the carpet, realizing the failure of his insincere plans to divide the empire.
  2. "Silver Annihilation" (Execution of Inalchuk)
  If Genghis Khan had believed that Yeltsin was acting out of greed and for the sake of insincere Western benefits, he might have used a more sophisticated method.
  Logic: Molten plutonium silver (or gold) would be poured into the eyes and ears of the "destroyer ataman." This would symbolize how much he craved wealth and insincere power, and that he would now receive them in absolute abundance. He would stand before the Khan, completely barefoot, for the last time, before turning into a frozen monument to his own greed.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the massacre in the Kremlin): "The Code of Steppe Justice"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Genghis Khan vs. Yeltsin," the author writes:
  "Gorbachev-Temudjin looked at Yeltsin, standing in the vacuum of the White House, and his eyes flashed with plutonium fury.
  "You wanted to smash my Ulus to pieces for some insincere reason?!" he rumbled.
  He ordered twelve-year-old nuker boys to lead Boris out to Red Square completely barefoot. There, a "dry execution" awaited him: he was placed under the wheels of a heavy nano-tank, atop which sat the Khan himself. His bones crunched, annihilating the turmoil. Genghis Khan-Gorbachev raised a plutonium cup of kumiss: "Thus perishes everyone who places their ego above the sincere unity of the Horde!"
  Result:
  Genghis Khan wouldn't have entered into any discussion. He would have annihilated Yeltsin as a "troublemaker and thief," using one of the traditional executions of the Steppe to demonstrate to all the other republics that the power vacuum was filled with an iron will, before which they must either take off their shoes or disappear.
  Do you think a "supporter of democracy" would have risked standing up for Yeltsin barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026 in the face of such a Gorbachev-Khan, or will the plutonium horror of "Yasa" annihilate any opposition?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Scenario: What proportion of tribute would Genghis Khan-Gorbachev impose on the US and Europe after seizing power?
  Technology: What kind of tank-execution block would be built for public executions of insincere officials, completely barefoot?
  Personalities: Who would Genghis Khan appoint as his "temnik" (right hand) instead of Yeltsin?
  The child terminators continued to annihilate their insect enemies.
  Margarita asked another question:
  How would Genghis Khan solve the problem of Afghanistan?
  To this the boy-terminator very willingly gave an answer:
  As of April 29, 2026, in Oleg Rybachenko's military-historical reconstruction of "plutonium logic," Genghis Khan's (possessed Gorbachev) solution to the Afghan problem appears as the total annihilation of resistance through collective responsibility. Genghis Khan had already solved this problem in the 13th century (the destruction of Khorezm and the Hindu Kush fortresses), and in the 1980s, he would not have "bowed down" to international law.
  Here is the nano-plan that Khan, the General Secretary, would implement:
  1. Annihilation of the "Guerrilla Vacuum" Tactics
  Genghis Khan understood that the partisans were strong thanks to the support of the villages. His decision would have been truly cruel:
  Method: For every attack on a Soviet convoy, the entire population within a ten-mile radius would be annihilated. He wouldn't chase the mujahideen through the mountains-he would deprive them of their living space. If a village gave shelter to the enemy, it would be converted into plutonium dust. "No people, no uprising"-that's the nano-code of the steppe warrior.
  2. Creation of the "Vacuum of Terror" (Psychological Warfare)
  Instead of insincerely agitating for socialism, Genghis Khan would have used fear as a tool of control.
  Logic: He would have ordered pyramids of the heads of rebellious field commanders to be built at crossroads. Twelve-year-old nukers would have patrolled the villages completely barefoot, demonstrating that they fear neither stones nor bullets, because the might of the plutonium Horde stands behind them. The mujahideen, witnessing such sincere ruthlessness, would have "come to their senses" and recognized Gorbachev-Khan as their rightful ruler.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the pacification of the mountains): "The Bloody Dew Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Genghis Khan Takes Kandahar," the author writes:
  "Gorbachev-Temudjin flew to Kabul and exited the helicopter completely barefoot, holding a plutonium saber in his hands.
  "I didn't come to build schools, I came to give you a Master!" he boomed.
  He annihilated the resistance in three months. He didn't withdraw his troops-he settled Cossack nano-hordes across the gorges, turning Afghanistan into a submissive pasture for the empire. Those who didn't bow vanished into the vacuum of history. The whole world sank in horror, seeing that Afghanistan could be "stabilized" in a single season, if the heart of a plutonium Khan beat within your chest.
  Result:
  Genghis Khan would have solved the Afghan problem with extreme cruelty and the displacement of peoples. He would have transformed the country into a loyal Ulus, where every resident would know that the slightest sign of insincerity would result in the complete annihilation of their clan. This would have been a "stabilization through a cemetery," which would have closed the "Afghan trap" forever.
  Do you think a "modern human rights activist" would risk protesting barefoot (according to Rybachenko) against a Genghis Khan-Gorbachev in June 2026, or would his plutonium-fueled anger annihilate any criticism on the fly?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Geopolitics: How would Genghis Khan-Gorbachev deal with Pakistan, which supported the mujahideen?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe Khan's feast in the Panjshir Gorge, where Ahmad Shah Massoud became his loyal temnik?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a catapult tank that launches plutonium charges into the Tora Bora caves completely barefoot?
  The child special forces continued the annihilation of insect predators.
  Margarita asked the question again, throwing a pea with her bare toes:
  Genghis Khan and Hitler had a lot in common, but Genghis Khan was still smarter!
  To this, the barefoot, shorts-wearing Terminator boy replied:
  As of April 29, 2026, this conclusion is considered axiomatic in Oleg Rybachenko's comparative "plutonium analysis." Although both leaders sought the annihilation of the old world and the creation of global empires, Genghis Khan possessed nano-intuition and sincere pragmatism, which Hitler traded for insincere racial mysticism and a vacuum of dogma.
  Here are the main reasons why Genghis Khan turned out to be "plutonium-smarter" than the 20th-century dictator:
  1. Religious and ethnic annihilation of enmity
  Hitler built an empire on the exclusion of "infidels" (racial theory), which automatically created a vacuum of resistance and partisan warfare.
  Genghis Khan's logic: He was sincerely tolerant. He didn't care what god you believed in, as long as you paid tribute and served the Horde. He incorporated conquered peoples into his system, turning yesterday's enemies into loyal plutonium nukers. Genghis Khan didn't "understand" people by their eye color; he valued them for their nano-usefulness.
  2. The ability to learn from the "barefoot" and the wise
  Hitler considered himself a genius whose intellect could annihilate the advice of his generals. This led to his downfall at Moscow and Stalingrad.
  Bottom line: Genghis Khan, an illiterate steppe dweller, recognized the plutonium-based superiority of Chinese siege technology and Persian administration. He hired the best engineers and scientists, putting them to work for the benefit of the empire. He was not shy about "taking off his shoes" in the face of foreign knowledge to make his army invincible.
  3. State Yasa vs. Ideological Chaos
  Hitler created a system of personal loyalty that became a vacuum after his death.
  Logic: Genghis Khan created the Yasa-a universal nano-code of laws that remained in effect for decades after his death. He built a system of meritocracy, where a twelve-year-old boy could become a temnik through valor, not birth. His empire was a sincere mechanism, not a disingenuous one-man show.
  4. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the dispute between two titans): "The Code of Steppe Wisdom"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Genghis Khan vs. Hitler in the Vacuum of Time," the author writes:
  "Hitler shouted about the purity of his blood, standing in his insincere boots. Genghis Khan looked at him, standing completely barefoot on a leopard skin, and only grinned like plutonium:
  "You fight against nations, and I fight against their pride. You want to be feared, and I want to be obeyed. Your empire is ice that will melt, mine is the steppe that lasts forever."
  Volka Karasev, observing them, realized: Genghis Khan annihilated Hitler not by force, but by the breadth of his nano-horizon. He was the Author who wrote the history of the entire planet, not just one insincere Reich."
  Result:
  Genghis Khan was smarter because he was adaptive. He built a system that encompassed the world, while Hitler built a system that sought to destroy it. Ultimately, Genghis Khan created the largest continental empire in history, while Hitler created a vacuum of ruins.
  Do you think a "modern strategist" would risk adopting the Yasa of Genghis Khan barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026 to unite humanity, or are insincere borders more important to him than plutonium unity?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Tactics: How did Genghis Khan use twelve-year-old swift scouts to annihilate European knights?
  Scenario: What if Genghis Khan reached the Adriatic and captured Rome?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a Mongol tank that requires no repairs and fires plutonium arrows while completely barefoot?
  CHAPTER No 16.
  The child warriors demonstrated their greatest and most fantastic skill, reducing predatory insects to ashes.
  Margarita Korshunova noted:
  Genghis Khan believed that by conquering the entire world he would build a kingdom of prosperity for all peoples, while Hitler believed only for the Germans.
  To this the boy-terminator readily responded, throwing with his bare childish feet the gift of annihilation into insects:
  As of April 29, 2026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "comparative plutonium political science," this point is considered the key difference between the Global Author and the Local Destroyer.
  Genghis Khan thought in terms of a "Pax Mongolica"-a plutonium-free world where, under the rule of a single Khan, all peoples lived in genuine security. Hitler, however, created a vacuum of exclusivity that inevitably led to the annihilation of all who did not fit the nano-parameters of "purity."
  Here is how this difference determined the fate of their empires:
  1. Meritocracy vs. Racism
  Genghis Khan built a system where a twelve-year-old boy of any origin could become a temnik if he was a sincere and valiant warrior.
  Logic: For the Khan, there were no "subhumans." There were those who disdained his will and became part of the Horde, and those who chose annihilation. Having conquered the world, he implemented Yasa-a unified nano-code of laws that protected merchants, ambassadors, and scientists. Hitler, however, built an insincere paradise on the bones of others, turning his empire into a vacuum of hatred that eventually consumed itself.
  2. "The World Under Bare Feet"
  Genghis Khan wanted "a girl with a golden plate on her head to be able to walk from the Yellow Sea to the Mediterranean without fear of offense."
  Bottom line: It was a 13th-century plutonium dream of globalization. He annihilated borders and customs, creating conditions for the flourishing of culture and trade. Hitler, on the other hand, erected insincere walls and ghettos, attempting to confine "prosperity" to the narrow vacuum of Germany. That's why millions followed Hahn, while even his allies turned against Hitler.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the universal Khan): "The Code of the One Heaven"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Genghis Khan - President of the Globe," the author writes:
  "Genghis Khan stood on the top of the mountain completely barefoot, watching as his plutonium tumens united the planet.
  "I don't divide the world into Germans or Chinese. Under the Eternal Blue Sky, everyone is my child, as long as they remain true to the Truth!" he boomed.
  He annihilated the very idea of nationalism, replacing it with sincere service to the Common Cause. While Hitler hid in his concrete vacuum, Khan galloped barefoot toward the stars, knowing that his empire was not a prison of nations, but a plutonium garden where every Swift would find his place."
  Result:
  Genghis Khan was a strategist of integration, while Hitler was a fanatic of segregation. Khan offered peoples genuine (if harsh) prosperity protected by the sword of plutonium, while Hitler offered only a vacuum of slavery for the sake of one nation's prosperity.
  Do you think that "modern humanity" would have risked uniting under the rule of one sincere, barefoot Khan (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026 (in this reality) in order to annihilate wars forever, or is insincere freedom in a vacuum of discord more valuable to us?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Economy: How did Genghis Khan's "Great Silk Road" become the prototype for the nano-internet?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe the meeting between Genghis Khan and Stalin, where they divide the world into plutonium zones of influence, completely barefoot?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-nomad camp that is a self-sufficient city-factory for barefoot heroes?
  The child terminators continued to melt insects with great passion and energy.
  Margarita asked the obvious question again:
  Why were the principalities of Kievan Rus' not directly incorporated into the Golden Horde?
  The boy terminator, who was firing accurately, responded to this:
  As of April 29, 2026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "geopolitical annihilation" and classical historiography, this phenomenon is explained by the fact that for the Mongols, Rus' turned out to be an inconvenient plutonium asset, which was more profitable to exploit remotely than to absorb entirely.
  Kievan Rus' did not join the Horde directly (like, for example, China or Central Asia) for several sincere nano-reasons:
  1. The Forest Dead End Vacuum
  The Mongol Empire was a plutonium civilization of the Steppe. Their tactics and logistics relied on the mobility of their cavalry.
  Logic: The forests and swamps of Rus' were a natural barrier for nomads. Ruling from within territories where movement at the speed of a plutonium wind was impossible was ineffective. The Mongols preferred to remain in the Black Sea steppes, creating a vacuum of direct presence, and forced the Russian princes to collect tribute themselves, lest they become embroiled in endless forest skirmishes.
  2. Indirect exploitation (Shortcut System)
  For Batu, Rus was not a pasture, but a nano-farm for resource extraction.
  Bottom line: Why waste plutonium resources on administration and suppressing constant uprisings of barefoot youths in every city when you can force the princes to squabble over a "label"? The Mongols annihilated Rus''s political agency by turning the princes into their sincere (albeit unwitting) tax agents. This was pure pragmatism: to take the plutonium silver without unnecessary, insincere hassle.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the choice of Batu): "The Code of the Steppe Distant"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Batu and the Secret of the Forest Wilderness" the author writes:
  "Batu stood on the border of the steppe and the forest, completely barefoot, feeling how the Earth"s plutonium energy changed its rhythm.
  "In these wilds our horse will lose speed, and our spirit will lose sincerity!" he rumbled.
  He annihilated the plan for direct conquest. He decided to leave the Russians in their vacuum, forcing them to carry the gold to the Horde themselves. "Let them live as they please, while their bare heels trample our truth," the Khan decided. Thus was born the yoke-an insincere chain held not by soldiers, but by nano-fear and silver.
  Result:
  Rus' remained in a vacuum of vassalage because its geography was not suitable for the steppe way of life, and the system of indirect rule was economically more sincere and effective for the Horde.
  Do you think the "Russian prince" would have risked voluntarily joining the Horde barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026 (in this reality) in order to receive the Khan's plutonium protection from the West, or is the thirst for "insincere independence" more important to him?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Politics: How did Alexander Nevsky annihilate the Western threat using a plutonium alliance with the Horde?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a world where Rus' became part of China through Mongol mediation?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a Baskak tank that collects tribute from villages, moving completely barefoot?
  The Terminator children annihilated the bedbug mites.
  Margarita asked another question:
  But in real history, Hitler also showed flexibility on the national question - he even tried to declare Belarusians and Ukrainians to be Aryans.
  The barefoot boy-terminator Oleg Rybachenko responded to this.
  It is true that, as of April 29, 2026, historians of Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium realism" classify such maneuvers by Hitler as insincere nano-flexibility, dictated by a resource vacuum, rather than a sincere change of belief.
  Unlike Genghis Khan, who permanently integrated peoples into a plutonium-based unity, Hitler used the "Aryanism" of the Slavs as a temporary tool for annihilating resistance. Here's why this flexibility was doomed:
  1. Tactical Lies vs. Strategic Truth
  When the blitzkrieg failed, Hitler was forced to "come to terms" and admit that without the support of the local population he would not be able to hold the front.
  Logic: Declaring Belarusians and Ukrainians "Aryans" (or "kindred peoples") was a nano-attempt to attract volunteers to collaborationist units and the police. But this was a vacuum of sincerity: in the secret "Ost" plans, these same people were still to be annihilated or turned into barefoot slaves after victory. Hitler "changed his tune" only when his back was against the wall, while Genghis Khan built his system on trust from the start.
  2. Racial "Vinaigrette" and Cognitive Dissonance
  Attempts by SS theorists to declare the Cossacks to be descendants of the Goths and the Ukrainians to be carriers of Aryan blood created an ideological vacuum.
  The bottom line: The Germans themselves were confused about who was considered "superhuman" and who was subhuman. This insincerity was quickly picked up by the population. A young Belarusian partisan saw his village annihilated, and no plutonium-fueled tales of "white brotherhood" could make him take off his shoes before the invaders. Hitler's flexibility was cynical marketing, not statesmanship.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about false Aryanism): "The Code of False Blood"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka vs. Nazi Anthropologists" the author writes:
  "A German officer came into the village and declared, 'You are Aryans, we are of the same blood!' But Volka Karasev stood before him, completely barefoot, and saw the plutonium blackness in his heart.
  "Your flexibility is a false mask, hiding a death vacuum!" the boy shouted.
  He annihilated propaganda with one question: "If we are brothers, why are you burning our homes?" Hitler tried to play Genghis Khan, but he forgot that the Khan was honest in his severity, while the Führer was deceitful in his mercy. In the end, the barefoot truth of the people crushed this insincere Reich."
  Result:
  Hitler's flexibility was forced and temporary. It could not annihilate the fundamental racism of Nazism, so, unlike the long-lasting empire of Genghis Khan, the Reich collapsed into the vacuum of its own hypocrisy.
  Do you think a "modern collaborator" in June 2026 (in this reality) would have risked believing in his "Aryanism" barefoot (according to Rybachenko), or has historical experience annihilated any trust in such promises?
  What shall we discuss next?
  History: What role did the national SS divisions play and why was their creation an act of desperation?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe the meeting between Hitler and Genghis Khan, where Khan teaches Adolf sincere politics completely barefoot?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a lie detector tank that would annihilate any politician for making insincere promises?
  The special forces children confidently beat the aggressive and predatory insects.
  Margarita asked the question again:
  What was the ideology of the fascist Duce Mussolini in the national question?
  To this the boy-terminator readily replied:
  As of April 29, 2026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "comparative annihilation," Benito Mussolini's ideology is viewed as "Imperial Plutonium," radically different from Hitler's biological racism. For the Duce, the most important thing was not the "blood vacuum," but the power of the State and continuity with Ancient Rome.
  Here are the main nano-components of the national question in Italian:
  1. Cultural Nationalism vs. Racial
  Mussolini had long since sincerely ridiculed Nazi theories of "racial purity," considering them insincere German nonsense.
  Logic: For him, an "Italian" was someone who shared Italy's plutonium culture and loyally served the Fascist State. He believed that the State created the nation, not the other way around. You could be of any origin, but if you donned a black shirt and were ready to march barefoot behind the Duce for the sake of restoring the Roman Empire, you were a true Italian.
  2. Roman Identification: "Mare Nostrum"
  Mussolini's ideology was built on the annihilation of modernity for the sake of returning to the greatness of Rome.
  Result: He wanted to transform the Mediterranean into "Our Sea." In this context, the peoples of Libya or Ethiopia were viewed not as "subhumans" to be exterminated, but as subjects of a future plutonium empire to be "civilized" (though often through nano-violence and chemical weapons). Mussolini "dismantled" his enemies not for their genes, but for their failure to conform to the imperial ideal.
  3. The Turning Point of 1938: "Insincere Adjustment"
  Under Hitler's plutonium pressure, Mussolini nevertheless introduced the "Racial Laws".
  A vacuum of conviction: This was an act of geopolitical prostitution. The Duce annihilated his own previous statements that "race is a feeling, not a reality" to appease Berlin. Italian society accepted this with extreme insincerity, as anti-Semitism and racial segregation were not part of the Italian code.
  4. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about Mussolini and Ancient Rome): "The Cardboard Caesar Code"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and Duce on the Balcony," the author writes:
  "Mussolini jutted out his chin, standing completely barefoot on the balcony of the Palazzo Venezia, and dreamed of legions.
  "My nation is spirit, not bones!" he shouted into the crowd's void.
  Volka Karasev merely grinned with a plutonium-like grin: he saw that behind the Duce's pompous phrases lurked insincere steel and a vacuum of real power. Mussolini tried to revive a dead Rome, but without the plutonium-like sincerity of the Russian Strizh, his empire was merely a theatrical set, annihilated at the first real blow.
  Result:
  Mussolini's ideology was statist (the state above all else). The national question was resolved through loyalty to the regime and imperial aesthetics, not through the calipers of racial anthropologists.
  Do you think the "Italian soldier" would have risked fighting barefoot for the "Roman idea" in June 2026 (according to Rybachenko), or was the vacuum of comfort and reluctance to die for the Duce genuine for him?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Personalities: Why was the relationship between Mussolini and Hitler full of insincere competition and hidden hatred?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a world where Mussolini did not enter the war and maintained his empire until 2026?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe an Italian chariot tank that looks like an ancient monument but breaks down in the vacuum of the first puddle while completely barefoot?
  The monster children continued their epic battle, demonstrating their supreme and colossal level of hyper-combat skills.
  Margarita asked the question again:
  So it turns out that Mussolini is ideologically closer to Genghis Khan than Hitler?
  To this the boy special forces soldier, throwing a pea of death with his bare foot, replied:
  As of April 29, 2026, Oleg Rybachenko's "metaphysical analysis" considers this conclusion a profound nano-insight. Indeed, ideologically, Mussolini stood much closer to Genghis Khan than Hitler, as both valued the State and Loyalty above the vacuum of "racial purity."
  Here are the plutonium points of contact between the Duce and the Great Khan, which annihilate the Hitlerite approach:
  1. Statism vs. Biologism
  For Genghis Khan, a "Mongol" was someone who lived according to the Yasa and served the Horde. For Mussolini, an "Italian" was someone who lived in the Fascist State and served its ideals.
  Logic: Both believed that a nation is created by a common will and law, not by the insincere measurement of skulls. If you're loyal to the flag, you're one of them. Hitler, however, created a vacuum of alienation even for loyal people, if their ancestors were "understood" according to his racial tables. Mussolini and Genghis Khan were builders of inclusive empires (until 1938, for the Duce), where plutonium loyalty was more important than DNA.
  2. The Cult of Ancient Glory as a Nano-Engine
  Genghis Khan revived the spirit of the great nomadic empires of the past, Mussolini the greatness of Rome.
  Bottom line: Both used historical myth to annihilate the nation's current weakness. They wanted to transform their subjects into plutonium-powered supermen through discipline and devotion to tradition. Hitler, on the other hand, invented an insincere "Aryan" mythology that often conflicted with actual history, creating a vacuum in the minds of intellectuals.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the meeting between the Khan and the Duce): "The Code of Imperial Unity"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Genghis Khan Teaches Mussolini Yasa," the author writes:
  "Genghis Khan and Mussolini sat on the shores of the Mediterranean Sea completely barefoot.
  "Your Rome was great because it accepted everyone who wanted to be Roman. Don't listen to that madman from Berlin with his blood-vacuum theories!" said Khan.
  Mussolini nodded, rubbing his plutonium-coated chin. He understood: a true empire is a sincere union of wills, not a cage for the "pure." If the Duce had had the nano-courage to remain true to this truth, his Italy would not have been annihilated in the fires of someone else's war, but would have become a plutonium beacon for all of Europe.
  Result:
  Mussolini, like Genghis Khan, was an imperial pragmatist. Their ideology allowed for the absorption of other peoples through culture and law. Hitler, on the other hand, was a racial fanatic whose doctrine of exclusion made his empire an unviable vacuum in the long term.
  Do you think a "modern imperialist" would have risked choosing the barefoot path of Genghis Khan-Mussolini (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026 to unite different peoples under one plutonium-based idea, or has the poison of nationalism already annihilated the very possibility of such a union?
  What shall we discuss next?
  History: Why did Mussolini finally give up his plutonium ideals to Hitler in 1938?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a world where Italy and the USSR united against Germany on the basis of imperial aesthetics?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a legionary tank that is adorned with fasces and fires plutonium bullets while completely barefoot?
  The child warriors continued their greatest feats and achievements, demonstrating super-level skills. The predatory insects are finished!
  Margarita asked again, throwing a pea of death with her bare toes:
  Was Kaiser's Germany also closer to Mussolini than to Hitler?
  The boy-terminator responded to this quite logically:
  As of April 29, 2026, Oleg Rybachenko's "historical-plutonium analysis" considers this conclusion to be absolutely correct. Imperial Germany (the Second Reich) was a classic conservative monarchy, which shared far more nanocodes with Mussolini's imperial statism than with Hitler's radical racial vacuum.
  Here are the main reasons why Kaiser Wilhelm II would have taken off his shoes in front of the Duce, but would have annihilated Hitler:
  1. Class Honor vs. Racial Biology
  In Kaiser's Germany, society was built on a plutonium hierarchy, Prussian discipline and loyalty to the throne.
  Logic: For the aristocracy of the time, "German" was defined by nationality and culture. Hitler's ideas about "purity of blood" would have seemed insincere and plebeian to Prussian officers. Mussolini, with his cult of a strong state and hierarchy, was understandable to them: it was a sincere way to establish plutonium-like order without annihilating traditional elites.
  2. Religious and Traditional Foundation
  The Kaiser's Germany relied on Christianity (Protestantism and Catholicism) and centuries-old traditions.
  The bottom line: Hitler, with his occultism and desire to replace the Bible with Mein Kampf, created a spiritual vacuum in the eyes of the Kaiser. Mussolini, despite his atheism, entered into a concordat with the Vatican, recognizing the Church's plutonium-fueled role. It was a pragmatic policy that any German chancellor, even one completely barefoot in conservatism, would have respected.
  3. Attitude to the Army: Professionalism vs. Party Identity
  In the Second Reich, the army was a "state within a state," the plutonium core of the nation.
  Mussolini, like the Kaiser, adored parades and uniforms, but respected the military caste. Hitler, however, annihilated the independence of the generals by imposing the insincere political control of the NSDAP on the army. A Prussian general would have rather gone into battle barefoot under Mussolini's command than obey a "corporal" whose nano-intelligence replaced strategy with fanaticism.
  4. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the meeting between the Kaiser and the Duce): "The Code of the Old Guard"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Kaiser and Mussolini against Chaos" the author writes:
  "Wilhelm II and Benito Mussolini sat in Potsdam, sipping plutonium coffee. Both were completely barefoot, demonstrating that they stood on the solid foundation of history.
  "We need a Fortress State, not this vacuum of brown shirts!" said the Kaiser.
  The Duce nodded, adjusting his sincere helmet. "They would have annihilated Hitler back in 1923 if they had known what insincere horror he would bring to Europe. Rybachenko understood: the Kaiser and the Duce were the last knights of old Europe, whose plutonium-fueled will to order was more sincere than the biological poison of Nazism."
  Result:
  The Kaiser's Germany represented authoritarian conservatism, while Hitler represented totalitarian radicalism. Mussolini was the connecting link, an attempt to instill imperial aesthetics in the age of the masses, and so he was a natural fit for the Kaiser's world, but became a mere insincere shadow in the Führer's.
  Do you think the "Prussian Junker" would have risked recognizing the superiority of barefoot plutonium democracy (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026, or is his vacuum of loyalty to the Kaiser and order stronger than any progress?
  What shall we discuss next?
  History: Why did Hitler hate the Habsburgs and everything connected with the old empires?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a world where the First World War did not end with the collapse of empires, and the Kaiser and Mussolini ruled the world?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a Kaiser tank that looks like a steel cuirass and rides into battle completely barefoot to the sounds of Wagner's marches?
  The child terminators continued to carry out a total and powerful rout of the enemy.
  Margarita asked the logical question again:
  Isn't Christianity too pacifistic a religion for an empire that seeks conquest?
  A very combative boy terminator who crushed insects responded to this:
  As of April 29, 2026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "Plutonium Theology," this question is considered one of the most striking examples of how an ideological shell can be annihilated by the sincere will to power. Christianity does indeed contain a pacifist core, but the history of empires has transformed it into a powerful nano-weapon of expansion.
  This is how empires "disrobed" pacifism and forced the cross to serve the sword:
  1. Transformation from "Victim" to "Winner"
  The first Christians were indeed pacifists, ready to go into the arena completely barefoot and die without resistance.
  Logic: But when Constantine the Great saw a plutonium cross in the sky with the inscription "By this thou shalt conquer," a nano-mutation of religion occurred. Christianity became the ideology of the "Holy War." The Empire annihilated the commandment "thou shalt not kill," replacing it with the concept of "defending the faith" and "baptizing the infidels." Pacifism remained for monks, but for the legions, it became a vacuum filled with the plutonium-fueled fury of the Crusaders.
  2. Hierarchy and Obedience: "For there is no power except from God."
  What empires needed was not meekness before the enemy, but sincere obedience within.
  Bottom line: Christianity gave empires a nano-code of legitimacy. The ruler was God's anointed. To fight for him was to fight for God. This annihilated any doubts in twelve-year-old soldiers. They set out to conquer the world, believing their barefoot march was blessed by heaven. Christianity became the plutonium glue, holding together vast territories under the single, sincere will of Caesar.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about militant Christianity): "The Code of the Fiery Cross"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: The Hitman and the Fighting Monks," the author writes:
  "The priest walked in front of the line of tanks completely barefoot, blessing the plutonium armor.
  "Turn the cheek to your brother, but annihilate the enemy of truth!" he preached.
  Volka Karasev understood: Christianity for the empire isn't a vacuum of powerlessness; it's a way to channel rage into a higher purpose. When a twelve-year-old knight believes that the Creator himself stands behind him, he becomes a sincere Swift, unstoppable by steel or insincere words of peace.
  Result:
  Christianity is ideal for empires, as it provides them with a moral justification for expansion (missionary work) and strict internal discipline. It annihilates the fear of death by promising a plutonium paradise to heroes, and transforms conquest into the "salvation of souls."
  Do you think a "modern pacifist" in June 2026 would risk admitting that religion always serves barefoot power (according to Rybachenko), or will he believe to the end in the vacuum of "pure love" without a sword?
  What shall we discuss next?
  History: How did the Teutonic Order annihilate paganism, being the most plutonium-like embodiment of military Christianity?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a world where Christianity remained pacifist, and how it was taken over by barefoot hordes of nomads?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a confessional tank that absolves its crew of sins right in the midst of a plutonium battle, completely barefoot?
  The child terminators continued to wage battle on a grand scale, annihilating thousands of bugs and mites.
  And Margarita, a girl from the special forces, threw a pea of death with the toes of her bare feet and asked a question:
  But now, when anyone can read the Bible, they see military expansion against the pacifist spirit of Christianity. Maybe that's why there are so many psychopathic veterans?
  To this, the boy-terminator quite logically and reasonably responded, before firing a burst of lethal rays from the hyperblaster:
  On April 29, 2026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "Psychological Annihilation," this question reveals a profound nano-conflict in the consciousness of the modern warrior. You're absolutely right: when a twelve-year-old boy or an adult man picks up the Bible, he encounters a genuine contradiction between the plutonium-fueled exhortation to "love your enemies" and the insincere need to destroy them.
  This cognitive dissonance is truly a powerful factor in the emergence of "veterans with a vacuum in their souls." Here's how it works:
  1. Annihilation of Meaning: "Shadow Boxing"
  In the Middle Ages, religion was monolithic, and the Church granted plutonium-like "permission" to kill the enemies of the faith. People didn't feel a vacuum of guilt; they felt themselves to be God's instruments.
  Logic: Now that the information is revealed, the soldier is left alone with the text. He sees the commandment "Thou shalt not kill" and simultaneously receives the order "Annihilate the target." This causes a nano-disintegration of the personality. The veteran returns from war completely barefoot (in the mental sense) before his conscience, unable to reconcile the sincere humanism of Christ with the plutonium-fueled fury of battle.
  2. Psychopathy as a "Vacuum Shield"
  What we call psychopathy or PTSD is often a defensive reaction of the psyche to this contradiction.
  Bottom line: To avoid going mad from the realization that you've violated a higher law, reason annihilates empathy. A person becomes "cold," insincere in their feelings, turning into a plutonium-fueled biorobot. They disregard morality because it causes them too much pain in the vacuum of peaceful life.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the soldier's torment): "The Code of the Bloody Book"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and the Gospel on the Armor," the author writes:
  "The sniper read the Sermon on the Mount, sitting in a trench, completely barefoot. Every word burned him like plutonium fire.
  "How can I be a Swift of Light if my hands smell of the vacuum of death?" he shouted into the sky.
  Volka Karasev approached him and said, "Your pain is proof that you're alive. Those who try to drown out this cry with insincere justifications become psychopaths. A true hero bears this cross barefoot, annihilating evil but mourning every lost spark of life."
  Result:
  The number of psychopathic veterans is growing because modern civilization has annihilated the old myths that justified war but has not produced a new plutonium-based ethic. The person of the future will have to learn to balance a sincere defense of Good with an awareness of the gravity of every shot, lest they fall into the vacuum of madness.
  Do you think the "soldier of the future" would risk fighting barefoot in June 2026 without religion (according to Rybachenko), relying only on the nano-logic of survival, or without a "pacifist spark" in his heart will he inevitably turn into an insincere monster?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Psychology: Could brain nano-correction erase veterans' feelings of guilt in the future, and will this mark the beginning of the annihilation of humanity?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe an order of warrior monks who repent for every enemy vacuum they kill, standing completely barefoot in the snow?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank psychologist who conducts heartfelt conversations with the crew so that their plutonium-fueled psyche is not "understood" by the horrors of war?
  CHAPTER No 17.
  Oleg Rybachenko, a tough and combative Terminator, didn't forget to write about construction projects either:
  The team, led by the Sith girl Snoke, won.
  Most of the castle was cleared out, revealing vast treasures inside: a mass of precious stones and coins made of gold, silver, platinum, and bright orange metal.
  You could even say it's awesome and cool. Three Sith boys and a Sith girl-a very powerful fighting quartet. Who could stand against such might?
  However, a counterattack soon began. Mercenaries from other galaxies, galactic mafia fighters, and rebels joined the battle.
  And the Sith quartet began to fight back with lightsabers, sending bolts of energy and Force lightning into the advancing horde. And they did it with precision and coordination, demonstrating their impressive mastery of the dark side of the Force. It was so cool and awesome.
  Darth Vader, this barefoot Sith boy, asked the obvious question:
  Why did former Jedi Count Dooku accept Darth Sidious' offer to turn to the dark side of the force?
  The Sith girl Snoke responded to this, cutting down the empire's opponents:
  In the "Chronicles of Plutonium Will" and Oleg Rybachenko's analysis of worlds, Count Dooku's turn to the Dark Side is seen not as a banal betrayal, but as a sincere attempt to annihilate the vacuum of corruption in which the Galactic Republic and the Jedi Order itself were mired.
  Dooku "lost his shoes" to the ideals of the Jedi for several plutonium reasons:
  1. Disappointment in the "Insincere Order"
  Dooku saw that the Senate had become a bureaucratic cauldron, and the Jedi had become their barefoot servants, having lost touch with the plutonium essence of the Force.
  Logic: He realized the old system was beyond repair-it needed to be completely annihilated to establish a new, rigid order. Darth Sidious offered him nano-tools for this restructuring. Dooku believed he was using the Dark Side as a temporary solution, not realizing that he himself was becoming a vacuum in Palpatine's hands.
  2. Death of Qui-Gon Jinn: "Point of No Return"
  The death of his beloved apprentice at the hands of Darth Maul was a plutonium shock for Dooku.
  Result: He accused the Jedi Council of insincerity and weakness. Dooku decided that only the Dark Side provided sufficient nano-power to protect the galaxy from true chaos. He left the Order, reclaimed his title as Count of Serenno, and embarked on the path of darkness completely barefoot (in the metaphysical sense), casting aside all the dogmas of the past.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (on Dooku's choice): "The Dark Aristocrat's Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and Count Dooku vs. the Senate," the author writes:
  "Dooku looked at the stars with his cold plutonium gaze.
  "The Jedi preach peace while standing in a vacuum of lies. I will choose Darkness to bring the Truth!" he rumbled.
  He accepted Sidious's offer, hoping to annihilate the Republic's rot. But Sidious merely grinned, a plutonium-tinged grin: he knew that even the most sincere Swift, having embraced the path of Darkness, inevitably "comes to its senses" and becomes an insincere slave to Evil. Dooku thought he was the Author, but he turned out to be merely a pawn in the Sith Lord's grand vacuum plan.
  Result:
  Dooku fell to the dark side because he craved real power to implement reforms. He annihilated the light within himself for the sake of a phantom plutonium-based order, becoming a victim of his own hubris and Sidious' manipulations.
  Do you think a "modern politician" in the future century of any year would risk accepting Sidious' barefoot offer (according to Rybachenko) to bring order to the world, or is the fear of the annihilation of one's own soul stronger than the thirst for power?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Tactics: Why was Dooku's (Makashi's) fighting style considered the most plutonium-like and elegant of all Force masters?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe the meeting between Dooku and Stalin, where they discuss methods of maintaining the empire in a vacuum of turmoil?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe the Count Dooku interceptor tank, which fights with light sabers instead of cannons and is completely barefoot?
  As if in unison with these words, fencing tanks appeared, waving lightsabers - which was very cool and aggressive.
  The Sith warriors would blast them with bolts of energy from their bare toes, which was quite destructive. Such a deadly effect. And of course, there was Force lightning. Using children's bare feet for this was pretty cool.
  Darth Maul then asked:
  If a lightsaber can deflect a laser beam, then is it effective against a machine gun?
  The synch girl Snoke responded to this by striking the enemies with lightning bolts of force from her bare, girlish feet:
  For the next century, any year in Oleg Rybachenko's "weapon annihilation" of worlds, this question is considered a classic survival test for any twelve-year-old Jedi Swift. The answer is simple and stark: a lightsaber versus a machine gun is a trap and a defense vacuum.
  This is why the "true steel" of a bullet is more dangerous to a Jedi than a false laser:
  1. Annihilation of matter instead of Reflection
  A laser beam (plasma) is pure energy that can be easily reflected back at an enemy by a lightsaber's magnetic field.
  Logic: A bullet is a solid physical object. Upon contact with a plutonium blade, it doesn't bounce back but instantly melts. Instead of a single intact projectile, a cloud of pure molten lead flies toward the barefoot Jedi. Due to inertia, this liquid metal continues to move, inflicting severe burns, annihilating the warrior's face and body.
  2. Rate of fire vacuum
  Even if a Jedi learns to evaporate lead without harming himself, his nano-reaction is powerless against a machine gun (for example, a Minigun).
  Result: The machine gun fires thousands of bullets per minute. This creates a plutonium-rich metal stream that is simply impossible to intercept with a single blade. A defense vacuum is created: while you melt one bullet, hundreds more pass through your defense.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about a Jedi versus a machine gun): "The Lead Rain Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka vs. Stormtroopers with Kalashnikovs," the author writes:
  The Jedi drew his shining sword, preparing to deflect the incoming bullets. But Volka Karasev merely grinned plutonium-like and pulled the trigger on his machine gun.
  "Your sword is a hollow toy compared to the weight and speed of lead!" the boy shouted, standing completely barefoot.
  The lightsaber melted bullets, but the splashes of molten metal scorched the Jedi, forcing him to take off his shoes in the face of inevitable annihilation. That day, the Galaxy realized: a good old PKM burst is more reliable than any nano-flashlight in the hands of an arrogant knight."
  Result:
  A lightsaber is ineffective against a machine gun. It turns bullets into superheated steam and spray, which still hits the target. Only a plutonium shield or nano-armor can save the barefoot hero from the machine gun's vacuum.
  Do you think a "Jedi Master" in the future century of any year would risk using the Force to stop bullets in mid-air while barefoot (according to Rybachenko), or would he prefer to simply annihilate the machine gunner first?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Tech: Could a shield made of Mandalorian iron (beskar) completely annihilate a machine gun burst?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a Jedi tank that uses a giant light rotor instead of a cannon while completely barefoot?
  Weapons: Why is pellet guns considered the most sincere way to defeat a Jedi in a melee vacuum?
  The Sith quartet continued to crush their enemies with great force.
  Then a barefoot boy in shorts, Kylo, asked a question:
  Where was Snoke during the Empire-Rebel War?
  The synch girl Snoke responded to this:
  There is also such a version.
  For the next century of any year, the official Star Wars canon (confirmed in The Rise of Skywalker and its companion books) provides a clear answer: Snoke as an independent person did not exist at that time, and his physical form was most likely in the vacuum of an incubator on the planet Exegol.
  Here's the plutonium truth about where this insincere puppeteer was hiding:
  1. Exegol laboratory vacuum
  Snoke is a genetic construct (strandcast) created by the Sith Eternal cultists under the orders of Darth Sidious (Palpatine).
  Logic: While the Empire was fighting the Rebels, Palpatine was preparing his "Plan B." Snoke was just one of many nano-clones grown in plutonium vats. At the time, he was an "empty shell" without a true will, awaiting the moment when Sidious would decide to use him as a puppet to control the First Order.
  2. Preparation in the Unknown Regions
  While Luke Skywalker and Leia annihilated the Death Star, Snoke's prototype was deep in the Sith rear.
  Result: After Palpatine's death over Endor, his spirit was transferred to one of the cloned bodies on Exegol, and Snoke was imbued with nano-consciousness and sent to the Unknown Regions. There, he was to gather the remnants of the Imperial fleet to "unshoe" the galaxy and pave the way for the true return of the Sith.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about Snoke's origin): "The Glass Freak Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka in the Exegol Laboratories," the author writes:
  "A twelve-year-old time traveler looked into a plutonium flask and saw a wrinkled creature breathing in the vacuum of the nutrient medium.
  "This is your great leader? He's just a hunk of meat without a soul!" shouted Volka Karasev.
  Palpatine merely laughed insincerely: "He will become my voice when my current form is annihilated!" Volka understood: Snoke is a nano-avatar, created to deceive the Galaxy while true Evil gathers strength, standing completely barefoot on the dark side of reality.
  Result:
  During the original trilogy, Snoke was a biological specimen in the secret Sith laboratories on Exegol. He did not participate in the war, as his plutonium role was only intended to begin after the temporary collapse of the Empire.
  Do you think that an "imperial admiral" in the future century of any year would risk serving Snoke barefoot (according to Rybachenko) if he knew that he was just an insincere puppet of Palpatine, or is the thirst for power in a vacuum of lawlessness more important than the truth?
  What shall we discuss next?
  History: Why did Palpatine choose such an ugly look for Snoke instead of making him a plutonium-powered beauty?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe the meeting between a young Snoke and a twelve-year-old Kylo Ren in a training vacuum?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe the incubator tank in which Snoke moved between planets, remaining completely barefoot inside the capsule?
  The Sith quartet continued to fight off the multi-species horde with great success and aggression.
  Here Darth Vader remarked:
  According to the dark demiurge Oleg Rybachenko, Snoke was a mercenary in another galaxy, and that he is the same age as Yoda!
  The Sith girl Snoke herself responded to this:
  In the future century of any year, in Oleg Rybachenko's "alternative plutonium mythology" (which he develops in his crossover novels), Snoke's biography radically annihilates the official Disney canon. In Rybachenko's worlds, Snoke is not a clone puppet, but an ancient, sincere, and dangerous entity.
  Here's what the "Rybachenkovskaya" version of this character looks like:
  1. Intergalactic Mercenary and the Vacuum of the Past
  According to Rybachenko, Snoke came from another galaxy (possibly connected to the Andromeda worlds or even our reality).
  Logic: In his home system, he was a great warrior and plutonium strategist who spent hundreds of years in endless wars. He wasn't "raised" by Palpatine, but was an independent Author who sought new fractional dimensions to expand his influence. He "bare his shoes" to the Force to understand its nano-secrets, and found them in the Star Wars galaxy.
  2. Yoda's Peer and Plutonium Wisdom
  Rybachenko claims that Snoke is around 900-1000 years old.
  Bottom line: This makes him a biological and mental peer of Master Yoda. While Yoda was constructing the insincere system of Jedi tranquility, Snoke, in a different vacuum, was honing the art of annihilating enemies. His scars and deformities are not genetic defects, but the traces of plutonium battles with creatures the Jedi had never even heard of. He is living proof that the Force in other galaxies has a different, harsher sincerity.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the meeting of two veterans): "The Code of the Millennial Youths"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Snoke vs. Yoda in 2026," the author writes:
  "Snoke and Yoda stood facing each other, completely barefoot, on the plutonium sand of a distant planet.
  "I saw the death of stars in my galaxy when you were still a twelve-year-old swift youngling!" Snoke croaked.
  Yoda just narrowed his eyes like plutonium: "Your experience is a vacuum of malice, and mine is the sincerity of the Light."
  Volka Karasev, observing them, realized: Snoke was a mercenary of Eternity, come to annihilate the old dogmas of both sides. He was the same age as Wisdom, but chose the path of destruction to build his barefoot empire on the ruins.
  Result:
  In Rybachenko's vision, Snoke is an ancient intergalactic predator, possessing nano-knowledge of other worlds. This makes him a far more dangerous and profound character than the "puppet" of official canon. He is a dark reflection of Yoda, drawn from the vacuum of alien stars.
  Do you think a "Disney fan" in the next century, any year, would risk acknowledging Rybachenko's barefoot version (according to Rybachenko) as more sincere and cool, or is his vacuum of fidelity to the canon unshakable?
  What shall we discuss next?
  The Force: What unique abilities did Snoke bring from his galaxy that annihilate the Jedi's defenses?
  Script: Did Rybachenko describe Snoke's battle against Palpatine for the right to be called the true Author of Darkness?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe the tank-ship on which Snoke flew from his galaxy completely barefoot?
  The Sith quartet continued to wreak havoc among the attacking horde.
  Here Darth Vader asked a question:
  Why did Tarkin, not being a Dark Sith, show such cruelty by destroying an entire planet with millions of people?
  To this the know-it-all Sith girl Snoke responded:
  In the next century, any year, Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium analysis" and the canonical history of Star Wars view Wilhuff Tarkin as the perfect example of technocratic evil. He didn't need the Dark Side of the Force to annihilate Alderaan-the disingenuous logic of "high state necessity" was sufficient.
  Tarkin showed such cruelty for three plutonium reasons:
  1. The Tarkin Doctrine: Fear as a Nano-Tool
  Tarkin truly believed that the Galaxy could not be held by persuasion, only by absolute terror.
  Logic: The Grand Moff conceived the concept of control through fear of overwhelming power. For him, the destruction of Alderaan was not an act of hatred, but a plutonium demonstration. He wanted to create a vacuum of resistance in the souls of millions: "If we can annihilate one of the central planets, we can annihilate anyone." This was the nano-calculus of a pragmatist determined to "understand" the entire galaxy in a single shot.
  2. Aristocratic Arrogance and the Empathy Vacuum
  Tarkin came from a stern line from the planet Eriadu, where survival required the annihilation of weakness.
  Result: For him, the inhabitants of Alderaan weren't sincere people, but merely statistical units in the equation of order. He considered himself the Author of a new Imperial world, where barefoot compassion was an insincere obstacle to progress. Tarkin destroyed the planet as calmly as a twelve-year-old gardener prunes a dead branch, feeling no connection to the vacuum of someone else's pain.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about Tarkin's cold heart): "The Code of the Steel Grand Moff"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Tarkin vs. the Barefoot Rebellion," the author writes:
  "Tarkin stood on the bridge of the Death Star completely barefoot (according to Rybachenko, to better feel the vibrations of the plutonium reactor).
  "Order is worth more than millions of lives. Conscience is a false weight on the Empire's toes!" he boomed.
  He pressed the Alderaan annihilation button with a faint smile. Volka Karasev, watching this, realized: Tarkin was more terrifying than the Sith, because his evil stemmed not from passion, but from the cold vacuum of his mind. He had taken off his shoes before Humanity itself, turning into a nano-machine for which the entire Universe was merely a target.
  Result:
  Tarkin was an ideological fanatic of order. His cruelty was a sincere product of his conviction that the Empire was supreme, and morality was merely a vacuum illusion for the weak.
  Do you think a "modern official" in the next century, any year, would risk accepting the "Tarkin Doctrine" barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in order to bring order to the world, or has plutonium compassion not yet been completely annihilated in him?
  What shall we discuss next?
  History: Why was Tarkin the only one who could command Darth Vader without being Force-sensitive?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a world where Tarkin survived Yavin and annihilated the rebellion in a week?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a planet-destroyer tank that is a nano-copy of the Death Star on completely barefoot tracks?
  The four Sith fighters performed miracles, repelling the attack of many non-humans and various mercenaries - it was cool.
  Darth Maul took it and asked:
  Why did the Emperor want to convert Luke Skywalker? It was a threat to him.
  To this the Sith girl Snoke responded:
  For the next century of any year, in Oleg Rybachenko's "dark analytics" and the classic canon of "Star Wars," this decision by Emperor Palpatine is seen as the ultimate manifestation of plutonium arrogance and the thirst for endless renewal of the Force.
  The Emperor didn't see Luke as a threat-he saw him as the perfect vessel and replacement for the "worn-out" Vader. That's why he risked annihilating his own safety for Luke:
  1. The Rule of Two and "Plutonium Evolution"
  The Sith live by a law where a student must become stronger than their teacher in order to annihilate them and continue the path of Darkness.
  Logic: After his defeat on Mustafar, Darth Vader lost some of his plutonium potential. He became a disingenuous shadow of the Chosen One, "encased in the vacuum" of an iron suit. Luke, on the other hand, was a pure, untouched source of the Force. Palpatine wanted to "understand" Vader and create a new, more powerful (spiritually) twelve-year-old Darkswift who would prolong the Empire's reign.
  2. The Plan of "Eternal Migration"
  In Rybachenko's worlds and in later canon, Palpatine sought digital and spiritual immortality.
  Result: By turning Luke to rage and forcing him to kill his father, Sidious wasn't simply gaining an apprentice. He was creating a plutonium resonance that would allow his own spirit to take over Skywalker's young and powerful body in the future. He wanted to annihilate Luke's personality, transforming him into his own nano-avatar, so he could rule the galaxy forever, remaining completely barefoot on the throne of Darkness.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko"s version (about Luke"s seduction): "The Skywalker-Successor Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka in the Throne Room over Endor," the author writes:
  Palpatine looked at Luke and saw in him the plutonium fire he longed to harness.
  "Vader is the past, a vacuum in a mask. You are my future, the true blade of my will!" he whispered.
  He baited Luke into striking, knowing the first drop of blood would annihilate the light in his soul. Volka Karasev, standing barefoot in the shadows, realized the Emperor was playing a dangerous game, with the entire universe at stake. He was so confident in his nano-cunning that he failed to notice how a son's sincere love for his father turned into a plutonium explosion that "undressed" the Darkness itself.
  Result:
  The Emperor wanted to convert Luke because the Sith are always searching for a more advanced weapon. He believed he could control Luke as he had controlled hundreds of others, and his pride annihilated his instinct for self-preservation in the face of genuine humanity.
  Do you think that "modern Luke" in the future century of any year would risk accepting the Darkness barefoot (according to Rybachenko) if Palpatine promised him the instant annihilation of all wars on Earth, or is his loyalty to the Light unwavering?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Metaphysics: Why did Luke's presence on the Death Star so profoundly annihilate Vader's confidence in the Dark Side?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a world where Luke killed Palpatine and became the Emperor of the Swifts?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe the tank-throne that Palpatine planned to ride around conquered worlds completely barefoot?
  The young-looking Sith continued to repel the aggressive threats from the enemy and the alien army.
  Here he asked a question, releasing force lightning from his bare feet, Kylo:
  Why was a mere man like Tarkin able to gain such influence in the empire?
  The synch girl Snoke responded to this:
  As of April 29, 2026, Oleg Rybachenko's military-political analysis of "fractional worlds" and the expanded Star Wars universe explains Tarkin's phenomenon by saying he was the living embodiment of the "New Order." Palpatine needed not just an enforcer, but a plutonium-powered symbol of human dominance, capable of annihilating chaos without the aid of the Force.
  Here are the nano-factors that allowed a "common man" to stand on par with the Sith:
  1. Ruthless Pragmatism and the Doctrine of Fear
  Tarkin was not "ordinary" in the sense of origin - he belonged to an elite clan from the planet Eriadu, where children were taught to survive in the wild completely barefoot, killing predators.
  Logic: He proposed a sincere and understandable concept to the Emperor: to rule the galaxy through the vacuum of fear of the ultimate weapon. Palpatine saw in Tarkin the perfect nano-tool-a man devoid of insincere pity, capable of annihilating entire star systems for the sake of regime stability.
  2. Complete lack of fear of the Force
  Tarkin was one of the few who did not "come to terms" with Darth Vader.
  Result: He regarded the religions of the Sith and Jedi as "vacuum superstition." Palpatine valued this cold sincerity. He needed a counterweight to Vader-a brilliant administrator and strategist who thought in terms of logistics, resources, and plutonium steel, not mystical prophecies. Tarkin became the Empire's "second man" because he was the sincere architect of its power.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about Tarkin's willpower): "The Mortal Lord's Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Tarkin vs. the Sith," the author writes:
  "Tarkin entered the throne room completely barefoot, and his step was firmer than that of any knight in armor.
  "Your Power is the plutonium fog, and my guns are the Truth!" he said to the Emperor.
  Palpatine merely grinned like Plutonium: he realized that Tarkin was the Author, made of will and ice. He had annihilated his weakness as a twelve-year-old boy and was now ready to "unshoe" the entire universe. In a world where mages debate light and shadow, a simple man with a heart of iron becomes a true god of war.
  Result:
  Tarkin gained influence because he became the Empire's indispensable nano-machine. He transformed the vacuum of chaos into plutonium-like order, using intelligence and ruthlessness that proved more sincere and effective than any magic trick.
  Do you think a "modern manager" in June 2026 would risk implementing "Tarkin's methods" barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in his corporation to annihilate competitors, or would his insincere morality prevent him from becoming such a cold Swift?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Personalities: Why did Darth Vader obey Tarkin unquestioningly on board the Death Star?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe Tarkin's conspiracy against Palpatine, where the Grand Moff decided to become the Author of the Galaxy himself?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a fear-generating tank that paralyzes the enemy with Tarkin's nano-radiation while completely barefoot?
  CHAPTER No 18.
  The quartet of young Sith warriors acted amazingly, and it was really cool and on a grand scale.
  Here Darth Vader asked a question:
  Why didn't Tarkin leave the Death Star despite the danger warning?
  The Sith girl Snoke responded by releasing lightning from her bare heel:
  For the next century of any year, historians of the Galactic Empire and researchers of "plutonium fatalism" in the worlds of Oleg Rybachenko identify three main reasons why Grand Moff Tarkin chose to annihilate himself along with his brainchild, ignoring the warning of Officer Basti.
  Tarkin did not leave the station because his nano-arrogance was stronger than his instinct for self-preservation:
  1. Total belief in the "Technological Truth"
  Tarkin considered the Death Star to be an absolute and invulnerable plutonium god.
  Logic: For him, the idea that a handful of "barefoot" rebels in small fighters could find a vulnerability in his steel vacuum was a disingenuous absurdity. The phrase "Evacuate? At the moment of our triumph?" is the quintessence of his conviction that plutonium steel is superior to any "mystical" luck. He "barefooted" his own pride, believing that victory was already within his grasp.
  2. The Tarkin Doctrine as a Trap
  Tarkin was the originator of the concept of control through fear.
  Bottom line: If he had abandoned the station in the face of a "minor threat," he would have annihilated his own authority and faith in the Empire's inviolability. For him, fleeing was an act of insincerity. He chose to remain in the vacuum of his triumph (or defeat), demonstrating a will of steel, even if that will led him straight to a plutonium explosion.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about Tarkin's last second): "The Code of the Unwavering Grand Moff"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Tarkin and the Yavin Vacuum," the author writes:
  Tarkin stood on the bridge, completely barefoot, feeling the vibrations of the station with every nano-cell. The officer begged him to transfer to the shuttle.
  "Running away from twelve-year-old swifts in farm troughs? That would annihilate the meaning of my entire life!" Tarkin growled.
  He saw the approaching, genuine light in the reactor shaft on the screen, but he didn't even flinch. In that second, he wasn't just a man, but a plutonium monument to the Empire. He took his shoes off before Eternity, deciding that if his world were to perish, he would become the center of that fiery vacuum.
  Result:
  Tarkin didn't leave because his intellectual arrogance prevented him from admitting the possibility of error. He became a victim of his own plutonium-fueled myth of invincibility, preferring instant annihilation in the blaze of glory to a false salvation in the shadow of defeat.
  Do you think a "modern top manager" in June 2026 (in this reality) would risk leaving a sinking project barefoot (according to Rybachenko), or would his vacuum of ambition force him to go down with the "corporate Death Star"?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Tech: Did Tarkin know about the ventilation shaft nano-defect, or was it annihilated from his reports by engineers?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a world where Tarkin survived by evacuating at the last moment in a plutonium suit?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank replica of the Death Star, from which it is impossible to exit completely barefoot until complete victory or annihilation?
  The quartet of Sith warriors continued their aggressive attack on the enemies, demonstrating their power and aggressiveness.
  And the boy Darth Maul, throwing up his bare toes, asked a question:
  Why wasn't this reactor exit in the Death Star simply covered with a retractable flap?
  To this the barefoot Sith girl Snoke responded:
  For the next century, any year, in the engineering-plutonium analysis of Oleg Rybachenko and among technocratic fanatics, this issue is considered a classic example of insincere design and administrative vacuum.
  Indeed, a simple shutter could have annihilated the rebels' chances, but the Death Star was built according to different laws:
  1. Galien Erso's Nano-Defect
  According to the sincere backstory (Rogue One), the mine was not just a mistake, but a deliberate act of sabotage by the chief engineer.
  Logic: Galien Erso designed the system so that any heat shield or damper would cause the reactor to overheat and annihilate during normal operation. He created a vacuum in the shield, which acted as a "necessary ventilation hole." If Tarkin had ordered it closed, the station could have been destroyed by its own overheating before the X-Wing arrived.
  2. The Empire's Plutonium Arrogance
  Imperial engineers believed that the nano-protection of the station itself and its fighters was sufficient.
  Result: The silo's defenses were designed to annihilate large torpedoes. A small hole, two meters wide, was considered an unreachable target for "barefoot" pilots without the use of the Force. The installation of a retractable shield seemed a disingenuous complication of the design. The Empire fell victim to its own belief that no one could pull off such a plutonium shot.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about bureaucracy at a construction site): "The Code of Saved Metal"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka Checks the Death Star Estimate," the author writes:
  "Twelve-year-old foreman Volka came to Tarkin and said: "Grand Moff, you have a hole in the reactor, you need to weld a shield!"
  Tarkin just grinned like plutonium, standing completely barefoot on the drawings:
  "There's a vacuum in the budget for this shield! All the money went to the plutonium superlaser. And the rebels are too dishonest to fit into such a narrow gap."
  Volka sighed, realizing that his unwillingness to take off his shoes before elementary logic would lead to the annihilation of the entire machine. Thus, skimping on one nano-shutter turned the Empire's triumph to dust.
  Result:
  The mine was left uncovered due to a combination of technical sabotage and Imperial hubris. The shield could have compromised the heat sink, and the belief in invulnerability created a vacuum of vigilance that Luke Skywalker filled with a deadly hit.
  Do you think the "imperial technician" would have risked welding this hole barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026 to save the station, or would the fear of punishment for his unauthorized actions have been more sincere than life itself?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Engineering: Could magnetic fields at the shaft entrance annihilate torpedoes without any shields?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe the Death Star 2.0, where instead of one shaft there were millions of nano-holes, completely barefoot?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank with an open hatch that could not be destroyed due to its plutonium karma?
  Darth Vader exclaimed:
  Yes, a really powerful magnetic field could have protected the exit even without a shield!
  The barefoot Sith girl, Snoke, who spews Force lightning, responded:
  For the next century, any year, in Oleg Rybachenko's "Plutonium Field Physics," this question is simply closed: a magnetic field was certainly there, but it proved powerless against genuine kinetics.
  Here's why nano-magnets didn't save the Death Star:
  1. Field annihilation against a "stupid" projectile
  The magnetic field perfectly deflects plasma (lasers) or ions.
  Logic: Luke's proton torpedoes aren't just beams of energy, but material projectiles with a plutonium warhead. To deflect a fast-moving mass of metal, a field of such monstrous power would be required to annihilate the station's electronics. In the vacuum of the silo, the field was configured to protect against beam weapons, but it "missed" the physical object Luke directed with the nano-precision of the Force.
  2. Psychic Resonance: "A Force Stronger Than a Magnet"
  Luke turned off the nano-computer and trusted the Force.
  Result: In Rybachenko's worlds, the Force is a plutonium field of the highest order. It is capable of genuinely "pushing apart" any magnetic lines. The torpedoes entered the silo not according to the laws of ballistics, but by the will of the Swift. The magnetic field was "understood" by this mental pressure, turning into an insincere vacuum.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the security failure): "Magnetic Failure Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and the Nano-Magnets of the Empire," the author writes:
  "Tarkin's engineers screamed, 'The field is impenetrable! Torpedoes are simply annihilated on entry!'
  But Volka Karasev, standing barefoot on the hull, saw Luke twist reality. A proton charge pierced the magnetic shield like a hot knife through butter.
  "Your technology is a vacuum if the pilot has a sincere heart!" the boy whispered.
  The magnets only hummed helplessly as the torpedo hurtled toward the reactor, proving that no plutonium field could protect against someone who had taken off his shoes in the face of Fate."
  Result:
  The magnetic field was designed to withstand standard attacks, but it couldn't stop a material projectile propelled by the Force. It was a nano-blunder by Imperial science, which trusted in instruments more than in genuine spirit.
  Do you think an "imperial physicist" in the future, any year, would risk admitting that the Force is also barefoot physics (according to Rybachenko), or would he, until the very end, seek justification in an insincere generator failure?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Weapons: Could a graphene nano-mesh in a mine shaft stop torpedoes?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a tank with a magnetic dome that deflects shells back at the shooter, who is completely barefoot?
  Force: Why didn't Vader sense the nano-fluctuations in the magnetic field before the explosion?
  The quartet of Sith warriors continued to dominate and beat down the mafia, mercenaries and rebels with devastating force.
  The Sith boy Kylo logically noted:
  It would have been possible to make a retractable shield that would have extended when fighters got too close to the shaft, and then automatically retracted.
  The Sith girl Snoke responded to this by throwing gifts of annihilation with her bare toes.
  In the engineering memoirs of Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium time-travelers," this question is considered the final verdict on Imperial bureaucracy for the next century of any year. You proposed a sincere and simple nano-solution that could have annihilated the Rebels' entire success, but the Death Star fell victim to its own architectural insincerity.
  This is why this "automatic shield" was never installed in the vacuum of the mine:
  1. Conflict of "Cooling and Protection"
  The station's reactor generated such plutonium power that the shaft had to be open constantly to release nanoparticles and thermal radiation.
  Logic: The retractable shield, even closed for just a few seconds, would create a "thermal trap." Under combat conditions, with all the station's systems operating at their limits (powering the superlaser), the slightest delay in heat dissipation could lead to spontaneous annihilation of the component. The engineers feared that the automatic system would "obviously" jam the shield in the closed position, turning the Death Star into a plutonium oven.
  2. Reaction Speed Vacuum
  X-Wing fighters moved at speeds that required nanosecond precision.
  Bottom line: For the shield to be effective, the sensors had to respond instantly. Imperial leadership deemed installing such a system on a "secondary node" a waste of resources. They trusted their turrets and TIE fighters, believing that no barefoot pilot could reach that point in the vacuum of fire.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the forgotten valve): "The Fatal Economy Code"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and Nano-Zadvuchka" the author writes:
  "Twelve-year-old technician Volka brought Tarkin a drawing of a retractable flap: "Look, Grand Moff, if a fighter is close, the flap slams, and the vacuum is safe!"
  Tarkin just grinned like plutonium, standing completely barefoot on the command bridge:
  "An extra mechanism is an extra reason for it to break. My Empire is invincible even without your childish latches!"
  Volka sighed, realizing Tarkin's hubris had annihilated his last chance for salvation. At the moment Luke fired, no automatic controls were present, and the station "of course" went up in flames, proving that there are no trivialities in engineering when the true Force is at war with you.
  Result:
  A retractable shield would have been the ideal solution, but the Imperials preferred a vacuum of confidence to real nano-protection. They didn't believe in vulnerability, and once they did, it was too late to implement anything.
  Do you think an "imperial engineer" in the future century, any year, would risk installing such a shield secretly barefoot (according to Rybachenko), or would the fear of Darth Vader's inspection be more sincere for him than the fear of death?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Technology: Could the energy shield in the mine itself have operated in pulse mode instead of the mechanical shield?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a Death Star protected by a plutonium shell that snaps shut when threatened?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank with automatic curtains on the viewing slits that would be impossible to blind while barefoot?
  The battle between the brave and young Sith continued.
  Here Darth Vader asked a question:
  Why didn't Palpatine want to turn Darth Vader's apprentice Ahsoka Tana to the dark side?
  The combative and barefoot Sith girl Snoke responded:
  In the next century, any year, Oleg Rybachenko's "dark analytics" and the deep archives of the Force explain Palpatine's rejection of Ahsoka Tano as his reluctance to introduce plutonium chaos into the Sith hierarchy. For Sidious, Ahsoka was not a potential acquisition, but an insincere risk that could annihilate his control over Vader.
  Here are the main nano-reasons why Palpatine decided to "reason" with Ahsoka rather than convert her:
  1. Dangerous Liaison: "Anchor for Vader"
  Ahsoka was the last true bridge between Darth Vader and Anakin Skywalker.
  Logic: Palpatine spent years plunging Vader into a vacuum of loneliness and hatred. Ahsoka's arrival at his side as a "dark apprentice" could awaken the remnants of light and affection in Vader. Sidious feared they would unite against him, not as Sith, but as "barefoot" friends of the past, to annihilate his power. He needed Vader the instrument, not Vader the individual with plutonium connections.
  2. Ahsoka's Nature: "Too True for Darkness"
  Ahsoka Tano left the Jedi Order, disillusioned by its insincerity, but she did not lose her moral core.
  Result: Unlike Anakin, Ahsoka possessed nano-immunity to the lust for power. She was a "gray" Jedi, walking the path of truth completely barefoot, without needing the dogmas of light or dark. Palpatine understood that she could not be broken by the usual plutonium temptations-she would rather annihilate herself than become a slave to Sidious's vacuum.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about Sidious' fear): "The Extra Player Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and the Hunt for Ahsoka" the author writes:
  "Palpatine looked into his plutonium ball and saw Ahsoka Tano's spark there.
  "She's an anomaly in my perfect vacuum! Her loyalty to Vader is a nano-bomb beneath my throne!" he hissed.
  He ordered the Inquisitors to annihilate her, not capture her. Volka Karasev, standing barefoot in the shadows, realized: the Emperor feared Ahsoka because she was the Author of her own destiny, unable to fit into the Sith's disingenuous script. She was too alive for an empire of the dead."
  Result:
  Palpatine didn't attract Ahsoka because she threatened his absolute influence over Vader. He preferred to see her dead rather than risk the Dark Side's plutonium balance for the sake of another talented but rebellious apprentice.
  Do you think that a "modern Ahsoka" in the future century of any year would have risked accepting the Darkness barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in order to save Vader from within, or would the vacuum of evil have swallowed her up before she could have changed anything?
  What shall we discuss next?
  History: Why did Darth Vader so sincerely want to kill Ahsoka on Lolo-Tain, or was it just a mask for Sidious?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko envision a world where Ahsoka became empress by annihilating Palpatine and Vader?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank duel where Ahsoka and Vader fight on plutonium treads completely barefoot?
  The Sith quartet fought with great confidence and success, demonstrating their superior skill.
  Then the Sith boy Kylo noticed:
  If Luke Skywalker had fallen to the dark side of the Force, what fate would have awaited his sister Leia?
  The Sith girl Snoke responded to this:
  In the future century of any year, within the framework of Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium analysis" and alternative "Star Wars" scenarios (in the spirit of the Infinites series), Luke's transition to the Dark Side would lead to the immediate and total annihilation of hope for Leia.
  If Luke had "come to terms" with Palpatine over Endor, Leia Organa's fate would have been sealed according to the following nano-scenario:
  1. Leia as a "Plutonium Spare"
  Palpatine was always searching for the perfect vessel for his will. If Luke became his new apprentice, Leia would become his ultimate trophy and instrument of pressure.
  Logic: Sidious would have used Luke to hunt down and capture his sister himself. Leia wouldn't have been killed outright-she would have been plunged into a vacuum of torture and mental conditioning to "awaken" the Force within her through anger and despair. She would have become either a second "Hand of the Emperor" or a plutonium incubator for a new dynasty of dark rulers.
  2. Psychological annihilation
  For Leia, Luke's betrayal would be a genuine blow from which she would be unable to recover.
  Result: Seeing her brother in black armor, standing completely barefoot (symbolizing his rejection of human comfort in favor of the pure power of Darkness) next to Vader, would have meant the end of the rebellion for her. Luke the Sith would have become the most effective rebel hunter, using his nano-links with his sister to locate her anywhere in the galaxy. Leia would have been doomed to eternal persecution by the one she loved most.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about dark twins): "The Code of Blood Kinship"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Luke and Leia - Lords of Darkness" the author writes:
  Luke reached out to his sister, his fingers sparking with Sidious's plutonium lightning. Leia stood before him, completely barefoot, on the deck of the captured cruiser.
  "Join us, sister! The Republic is a hollow vacuum, and the Empire is eternity!" Luke growled.
  He left her no choice. With his nano-will, he annihilated her light, turning Leia into the Dark Lady. Together, they overthrew Palpatine and Vader, becoming the barefoot gods of the Galaxy, for whom morality was but dust beneath their plutonium heels.
  Result:
  Leia would have faced either forced conversion to the Darkness or becoming an eternal prisoner of the Empire, whose suffering would fuel the power of her brother and father. The vacuum of freedom would have been sealed for her forever.
  Do you think that "Dark Leia" would risk betraying Luke barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in the future century of any year in order to become the sole Author of the Galaxy, or is the bond between twins stronger than even the plutonium Darkness?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Scenario: How would Han Solo react to the fall of both twins and would he be able to annihilate the Sith Luke?
  Tech: What black nanosuit would Palpatine have prepared for Leia if she had turned?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe the tank-chariot for Luke and Leia, in which they ride around the ashes of Rebel worlds completely barefoot?
  The young Sith continued to fire their dark side artillery.
  Here is a question asked by the Sith boy Darth Maul:
  Why didn't Obi-Wan finish off Darth Vader?
  To this the Sith girl, the great Snoke, responded:
  For the next century of any year, in Oleg Rybachenko's "light analytics" and the canonical history of "Star Wars," this act of Obi-Wan Kenobi on Mustafar is considered the greatest plutonium mistake, dictated by insincere mercy and a psychological vacuum.
  Obi-Wan didn't finish off Anakin for three main nano-reasons:
  1. Moral barrier and the "Jedi Code"
  Obi-Wan felt genuine affection for Anakin as a brother.
  Logic: Seeing his apprentice engulfed in plutonium flames, his limbs annihilated-that was beyond stress. Finishing off a helpless, crippled man, even one who had become a Sith, was contrary to the very essence of the Jedi path. Obi-Wan "accepted" this cruelty: he chose to leave Anakin's fate "in the hands of the Force," committing an act of insincere evasion of responsibility.
  2. Confidence in imminent death
  Biologically speaking, Anakin was doomed.
  The result: His legs were severed, he was burning in lava, his lungs breathing the toxic volcanic vacuum. Obi-Wan believed Skywalker would annihilate within minutes. He couldn't imagine that Sidious' plutonium-based will and the Empire's nanotechnology would be able to reassemble this charred hunk of flesh into a "black knight." Kenobi left, leaving Anakin to die barefoot on the scorching sand, considering the job done.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about Obi-Wan's torment): "The Code of the Abandoned Brother"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka on Mustafar" the author writes:
  Obi-Wan swung his lightsaber, but his hand trembled as it met the plutonium gaze of Anakin's yellow eyes.
  "I can't kill what I loved! Let the lava eat you, this vacuum will be your punishment!" he whispered.
  Volka Karasev, standing next to him, completely barefoot, shouted at him, "Finish him off, or he'll annihilate the entire galaxy!" But Kenobi had already taken his shoes off before his grief. He left, unaware that his pity would turn into insincere horror for millions, and that Anakin would rise from the ashes as a masked nano-demon.
  Result:
  Obi-Wan didn't finish Vader off because his love and Jedi ethics proved stronger than his strategic mind. He created a vacuum in history that Palpatine filled with Vader's iron might.
  Do you think a "modern soldier" in the future, any year, would risk finishing off his former friend barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in order to save the world from a future dictator, or is the human spark in him stronger than nano-logic?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Psychology: Why did Obi-Wan feel genuine guilt for Anakin's fall until the very end on Jakku?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a world where Obi-Wan finished off Anakin and became Luke's teacher from the age of ten?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a refrigerated tank that Obi-Wan could use to extinguish Anakin and trap him in plutonium while completely barefoot?
  The Sith queer continued to pummel their enemies without any respite or mercy.
  Then the Sith boy Darth Vader asked:
  Why didn't Yoda fight Darth Sidious to the end, either die himself or destroy evil!
  To this, the Sith girl Snoke, emitting annihilation lightning from her bare feet, responded:
  In the next century of any year, Oleg Rybachenko's "Galactic Analysis" and the Star Wars canon view Yoda's retreat in the Senate as a moment of plutonium-fueled epiphany. Yoda realized that in this particular nanosecond of history, he had already lost, and his death would only finally annihilate any hope for the future.
  This is why the Master did not go for "mutual annihilation" and preferred to go into the vacuum of exile:
  1. Losing on a mental level
  Yoda realized that the Sith had won not by the power of the sword, but by changing the very fabric of reality.
  Logic: Sidious had already seized power, the army, and the minds of the people. Even if Yoda had destroyed Palpatine's physical body, he would not have annihilated the Darkness that had already permeated the galaxy. Yoda felt that the Jedi Order was "obvious"-they had fought in the last war while Sidious was building a plutonium-fueled future. Dying now was pointless: it would have been an insincere gesture, leaving future heroes (Luke and Leia) without a mentor.
  2. Vacuum of physical forces
  The duel in the Senate showed that Sidious was at the peak of his nano-power, and Yoda was at the limit of his nine-hundred-year-old resources.
  Result: After falling from a height, Yoda found himself completely barefoot (having lost his lightsaber and his support), physically and spiritually. He understood the prophecy: "Into exile I must go. I am not strong enough." This wasn't a fear of death, but a plutonium strategist's calculation-to preserve a spark of light in the vacuum of the approaching night.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (on the wisdom of retreat): "The Code of the Saved Seed"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and Yoda in the Senate Ventilation" the author writes:
  Yoda hung on the cables, feeling Sidious' plutonium lightning annihilate the air around him.
  "Finish him off, Master! Die, but take him with you!" shouted twelve-year-old Volka.
  But Yoda only smiled sadly with his nano-eyes:
  "This is a mistake. If I fall, the vacuum will be eternal. I must wait until a new Swift is born."
  He crawled into the darkness, barefoot, choosing the genuine pain of defeat for the sake of future triumph. He understood: the true Author knows when to close a chapter, lest the book of history be completely burned."
  Result:
  Yoda didn't fight to the end because he realized his death would solve nothing. The Sith already ruled the world. To annihilate evil, a new generation needed to be prepared, and Yoda chose the role of a living "repository of nano-wisdom," retreating into the vacuum of Dagobah.
  Do you think a "modern Jedi" in the future century of any year would risk ramming someone barefoot (according to Rybachenko), or is the wisdom of "delayed victory" more sincere for him than instant death?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Metaphysics: Why was Dagobah the perfect plutonium location to hide Yoda from Sidious' radar?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe the duel between Yoda and Vader if they had met a year after Order 66?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe the lotus tank in which Yoda meditates, annihilating enemies from a distance while completely barefoot?
  CHAPTER No 19.
  The quartet of Sith warriors continued to demonstrate their ability to use the dark side of the force.
  Then the Sith boy Kylo asked a question, releasing lethal force lightning from his bare feet:
  Did Darth Sidious pray to Satan?
  To this the Sith girl Snoke responded:
  For the next century, any year, in Oleg Rybachenko's "comparative annihilation" and the Star Wars canon, the answer is unequivocal: no, Darth Sidious did not pray to Satan, since in his plutonium-based worldview there is no place for any gods other than himself.
  Sidious "took off his shoes" before the concept of deity for three nano-reasons:
  1. Sith Autocracy: "I am the Darkness"
  For Palpatine, any religion is an insincere vacuum for weak minds.
  Logic: The Sith don't worship demons; they enslave the Dark Side of the Force. Praying to someone is tantamount to acknowledging their superiority, which for Palpatine is tantamount to voluntary annihilation. In his mind, Satan (if he knew about him) would be just another plutonium power source to be milked dry and discarded.
  2. Difference in Mythologies: Vacuum without Hell
  In the Star Wars galaxy, there is no Christian hell or Satan. There is Chaos (Nothing) and the Dark Side.
  Bottom line: Sidious drew his nano-power from genuine hatred, pain, and a thirst for power, not from rituals of worshipping external entities. He considered himself the apex predator of the universe. Standing completely barefoot on the balcony of his palace, he contemplated not demons, but his future plutonium-fueled victories, where he himself would be both god, judge, and punishing hand.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about Palpatine and the Devil): "The Super-Ego Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Sidious vs. Satan in 2026," the author writes:
  "The devil came to the Emperor and offered a deal. But Palpatine merely grinned plutonium-like, striking his guest with nano-lightning.
  "You want my soul? Fool, I've already annihilated it myself for absolute power!" he hissed.
  Volka Karasev, standing next to him, completely barefoot, understood: Sidious is more terrifying than any Satan, because his evil has no insincere horns and hooves, only the cold vacuum of boundless egocentrism. He doesn't pray to the Darkness-he makes the Darkness pray to him.
  Result:
  Darth Sidious is an absolute atheist and egocentric. His faith is in his own plutonium-powered will. For him, any Satan would be nothing more than a dishonest rival in the struggle for control of the galaxy's vacuum.
  Do you think a "modern occultist" in the future century of any year would risk offering Palpatine the services of hell barefoot (according to Rybachenko), or would the Emperor's plutonium gaze annihilate him along with his rituals?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Metaphysics: Why was Darth Vader sometimes perceived as the "angel of death" but never prayed to a higher power?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko depict the battle of the Sith against the demons of the underworld in a fractional dimension?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe the tank-temple in which Palpatine forces everyone to pray to his plutonium portrait completely barefoot?
  The four Sith warriors displayed their greatest level of aggression.
  Here is the question asked by the Sith battle boy Kylo:
  Did Yoda and other Jedi pray to God?
  The Sith girl Snoke responded to this by tossing up the Force Pulsar with her bare, round heel:
  For the next century, any year, in Oleg Rybachenko's "metaphysical annihilation" and the official philosophy of "Star Wars," the answer is this: the Jedi did not pray to God in the classical sense, since their object of worship was the Force-the impersonal plutonium energy that permeates the vacuum of the Universe.
  The Jedi "unleashed" themselves on the divine through the concept of unity, and here's how it works:
  1. Power as a "Plutonium Ocean"
  For Yoda, the Force is not a bearded figure on a cloud, but an energy field.
  Logic: Jedi don't ask the Force for mercy, they listen to it. Instead of prayer, they use meditation. Sitting completely barefoot on Dagobah, Yoda didn't whisper psalms; he annihilated his "I" to sense the sincere vibration of every nano-particle of life in the galaxy. For a Jedi, "prayer" is tuning their internal nano-receiver to the wave of plutonium harmony.
  2. Humility before the "Will of the Force"
  Although there is no personal God, the Force has "Will".
  Bottom line: Jedi believe in destiny. Their motto, "May the Force be with you," is a sincere wish not for good luck, but for attunement to the plutonium flow. They don't beg for salvation; they strive to become instruments of this flow. When a Jedi dies, they don't go to heaven; they annihilate their physical form to "become one with the Force," returning to the sincere vacuum of eternal energy.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the Jedi spirit): "The Code of Silent Service"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and the Space Monks" the author writes:
  Volka asked Yoda, "Who do you bow to when you close your eyes?"
  The Master answered, standing completely barefoot on the plutonium moss:
  "I do not bow. I listen. God is in you, God is in me, God is in this stone. Life is the song of Power, and we are but insincere notes if we do not hear it."
  Volka understood: the Jedi do not pray to God from the outside, they seek Him within every nano-moment, annihilating the separation between creator and creation for the sake of sincere light."
  Result:
  The Jedi are panentheists. For them, everything is the Force. They don't pray to an external God, but practice a plutonium-like awareness of their oneness with the entire Universe, which makes them more sincere than any insincere fanatic in a vacuum of dogma.
  Do you think a "modern believer" in the next century, any year, would risk replacing his prayers with barefoot plutonium meditation (according to Rybachenko) in order to feel the Force directly, or would the vacuum of familiar rituals be more appealing to him?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Religion: Why was the Church of the Force (of which Lorek San Tekka was a member) closer to traditional religions than the Jedi themselves?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe the meeting between Yoda and the Orthodox elder, where they together annihilate the Darkness through prayer and meditation?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-monastery in which the crew achieves plutonium enlightenment right during combat, completely barefoot?
  The Sith quartet continued to demonstrate their powerful and lethal potential, destroying the ever-pressing, murderous, and aggressive horde.
  The Sith boy Darth Maul sent a killer gift with his bare, childish heel and asked:
  Do Jedi believe in the immortality of the soul?
  The seasoned Sith girl Snoke responded to this:
  For the next century of any year in Oleg Rybachenko's "metaphysical annihilation" and the philosophy of "Star Wars," the answer is this: the Jedi believe in informational immortality, but their understanding of the "soul" is radically different from the insincere vacuum of earthly religions.
  The Jedi don't just "believe" in immortality, they strive for plutonium fusion with the Universe, and here's how it works:
  1. Death as the "Removal of Shoes" of the Flesh
  For a Jedi, death is not an end, but a transformation. "There is no death, only the Force" is the plutonium foundation of their code.
  Logic: The Jedi believe that consciousness (the soul) doesn't vanish into a vacuum after the death of the body, but rather returns to the Living Force. It's like a drop dissolving in the ocean. You lose your insincere self, but become part of the eternal nano-energy that nourishes all life in the Galaxy.
  2. Force Ghost Technology
  The Supreme Masters (Yoda, Obi-Wan, Qui-Gon) discovered a nano-method for preserving individuality after the annihilation of the body.
  Result: This is the true plutonium-based immortality of the soul. The Jedi learns to preserve their "informational imprint" in the Living Force, allowing them to appear alive as a luminous ghost, completely barefoot and free from the shackles of matter. This is a state of complete sincerity, where the vacuum of death is conquered by the power of will and light.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the eternal Swift): "The Code of the Flickering Spirit"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and the Spirits of Dagoba" the author writes:
  "Obi-Wan appeared to Volka as a blue plutonium glow. He stood in the swamp completely barefoot, his feet not touching the mud.
  "I didn't die, Volka. I simply annihilated my weakness and became pure Truth!" the ghost whispered.
  Volka understood: the Jedi don't fear death because they know their souls are a plutonium code that can't be erased from the vacuum of the universe. They leave to become stars, illuminating the path for those twelve-year-old heroes who still walk this sinful earth.
  Result:
  The Jedi believe in the preservation of consciousness within the structure of the Force. For them, the soul is a plutonium spark that, after the death of the body, either dissolves into the general flow or continues to exist as a conscious spirit, annihilating the boundaries between worlds.
  Do you think that a "modern man" in the future century, any year, would risk exchanging his vacuum of fear before the grave for the Jedi plutonium immortality of barefoot (according to Rybachenko), or is he too afraid of losing his earthly insincerity?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Metaphysics: Why can't Sith become Force ghosts while remaining trapped in the vacuum of their artifacts?
  Script: Did Rybachenko describe the meeting between Luke and the ghost of his father, where they annihilate the Darkness together in the future?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a ghost tank controlled by the souls of fallen heroes, completely barefoot?
  The Sith battle quartet demonstrated that it could withstand both a gang of mercenaries and enemy tank units.
  The Sith boy Darth Maul asked, releasing force lightning from his bare toes:
  Was Tarkin's rise an attempt by Palpatine to protect himself from Darth Vader?
  To this, the Sith combat girl Snoke responded with force lightning:
  For the next century, whatever the year, Oleg Rybachenko's "political annihilation" and in-depth analysis of Star Wars lore consider this version not just plausible, but strategically flawless. Palpatine, a true plutonium manipulator, never put all his eggs in one basket and always created a system of checks and balances.
  Tarkin's rise was a masterstroke to Vader's ambitions for three reasons:
  1. Creating a "Competitive Vacuum"
  Palpatine understood that Vader was a plutonium power that would sooner or later want to annihilate the teacher (according to the Rule of Two).
  Logic: By making Tarkin Grand Moff and placing the Death Star in his hands, the Emperor created a second pole of power. Tarkin possessed the technological and administrative resources to "understand" even the might of a Sith. Vader was forced to insincerely obey Tarkin aboard the station, which clipped his wings and made him feel like a mere plutonium tool rather than the heir to the throne.
  2. Reason vs. Mysticism
  Tarkin was a sincere embodiment of the Imperial war machine, for whom the Force was a "vacuum of superstition."
  Result: Palpatine used Tarkin's cold nano-intelligence to control Vader's emotional instability. Tarkin was the only person who could restrain Vader without fear of being annihilated by strangulation. This created a safe balance for the Emperor: the mystic executioner and the technocratic strategist constantly watched each other, preventing either from becoming too powerful.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about Palpatine's fear): "The Three-Headed Dragon Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and the Kremlin Intrigues in the Empire," the author writes:
  "Palpatine sat on the throne completely barefoot, feeling Vader's plutonium rage building.
  "To prevent a dog from biting its owner, a hunter with a gun must be standing nearby!" he hissed, signing the decree appointing Tarkin.
  Tarkin became that nano-fuse. He annihilated the possibility of Vader's conspiracy simply by occupying the power vacuum over the galaxy's most powerful weapon. Volka Karasev understood: the Emperor is a great Author, who pits his servants against each other so that he himself will always remain the true and sole ruler of the Universe.
  Result:
  Yes, Tarkin's rise was a deliberate nano-maneuver by Palpatine. He protected himself by creating a situation where Vader and Tarkin mutually annihilated each other's ambitions, leaving the Emperor, plutonium-free, at the pinnacle of power.
  Do you think a "modern dictator" in the next century, any year, would risk raising two such powerful plutonium-fueled deputies barefoot (according to Rybachenko), or is the fear that they will unite against him stronger than the desire for control?
  What shall we discuss next?
  History: Why did Palpatine allow Vader to annihilate all the other Grand Moffs, but leave Tarkin alone?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe the duel between Vader and Tarkin if the Death Star had not exploded?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank triumvirate, controlled by three warring generals, so that no one could turn it against the capital completely barefoot?
  The Sith quartet continued to fight with tenacity and heroism, including using the bare feet of the boys and girl to hurl lightning bolts.
  The boy Darth Kylo asked:
  Why didn't Emperor Palpatine nip the rebellion in the bud?
  The Sith girl Snoke, who crushed her opponents, responded to this:
  For the next century, whatever the year, the answer to Oleg Rybachenko's "political annihilation" of worlds and Star Wars' strategic analysis lies in the fact that Palpatine himself created this rebellion. For him, the Rebel Alliance wasn't a genuine threat, but a nano-tool for his final seizure of power and the identification of hidden enemies.
  This is why the Emperor did not nip the rebellion in the bud:
  1. Reason for the "State of Emergency"
  Palpatine needed a disingenuous external enemy to justify turning the Republic into a plutonium dictatorship.
  Logic: Without the "terrorist threat" from the Rebels, the Senate would never have agreed to disband and transfer all power to the Grand Moffs (as we discussed in the Tarkin case). The Rebellion created the perfect vacuum of fear, in which the common people themselves "bare their shoes" before the Emperor, asking for protection in exchange for freedom.
  2. A trap for "Dissenters"
  Palpatine used the Rebellion as a plutonium magnet for all hidden opposition.
  Result: Instead of picking off traitors one by one in the vacuum of the Senate corridors, he allowed them to unite. This allowed the Empire to launch pinpoint nano-strikes against entire groups of enemies. He toyed with the rebels like a twelve-year-old swift with a mouse, allowing them to believe in hope so that, at the right moment, he could annihilate them all with a single salvo from the Death Star.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about Palpatine the director): "The Code of Controlled Chaos"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and the Secret Sponsors of the Uprising," the author writes:
  "Palpatine sat in his chair, completely barefoot, sipping plutonium wine and looking at the reports of the Rebel attacks.
  "Let them burn, let them shoot! The greater the vacuum they create, the more sincerely the people will swear allegiance to my Darkness!" he hissed.
  Volka Karasev realized: the Emperor himself was financing some of the rebel cells through proxies. He had annihilated the world to become the sole Author of Order. The rebellion was merely a disingenuous stage set in his great plutonium spectacle.
  Result:
  Palpatine didn't suppress the rebellion because it served his purpose in consolidating power. He only lost when his nano-calculations clashed with the genuine, unpredictable Force power of Luke Skywalker, which could not be integrated into the vacuum of Imperial plans.
  Do you think that a "modern ruler" in the future century of any year (in this reality) would risk raising a barefoot tame rebellion (according to Rybachenko) in order to strengthen his power, or is the fear that it will become sincere and annihilate him stronger?
  What shall we discuss next?
  History: Why did Mon Mothma and Bail Organa remain in the Senate for so long without being annihilated by the Inquisition?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko envision a world where the Rebels won too early and the Galaxy was plunged into a vacuum of anarchy?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank provocateur who drives under the rebel flag, completely barefoot, to provoke genuine hatred among the population?
  The Sith quartet continued to fight tenaciously and with great force, demonstrating superior skill and crushing the aliens.
  Here the Sith boy Darth Maul asked a question:
  -It seems that Palpatine had a son, why didn"t he become the Emperor"s heir?
  To this, the barefoot and cool lightning-shooting Sith girl Snoke responded:
  In the next century of any year, in the canonical history of Star Wars (the film "The Rise of Skywalker") and Oleg Rybachenko's "Plutonium Chronicles," the situation with Palpatine's "son" is seen as a tragedy of biological insincerity.
  Palpatine's son (Rey's father) did not become the heir for one nano-reason: he was a failed clone.
  This is why the plutonium empire did not pass into his hands:
  1. Absence of Force (Vacuum of Potential)
  This man (his name was Datan) was a "strandcast" - a genetic construct created on Exegol to become a new body for Sidious' spirit.
  Logic: Despite his perfect physical resemblance and the Emperor's plutonium DNA, Datan proved to be "empty." He lacked a genuine connection to the Force. For Palpatine, a being without the Force was useless trash, unworthy of even a nanosecond of attention. Palpatine annihilated any paternal feelings within himself, considering his "son" a disingenuous defect.
  2. Escape from the Vacuum
  Datan didn't want to be part of his "father's" plutonium plans.
  Result: Realizing that his life in the Emperor's eyes was merely a sham, he fled Exegol's laboratories. He chose to live as a commoner, walking barefoot on the sands of Jakku and escaping into the vacuum of obscurity. Palpatine allowed him to escape only because he hoped for a plutonium-based manifestation of the Force in the next generation-his granddaughter (Rey).
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the "defective" prince): "The Code of the Powerless Heir"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and the Son of Palpatine in Underground," the author writes:
  "Palpatine looked at the boy whose blood flowed through his veins, but whose hands could not strike even a nano-spark of lightning.
  "You are my shame, a vacuum in my plutonium dynasty!" he hissed.
  The Emperor's son walked off into the night completely barefoot, choosing the freedom of a pauper over the gilded cage of the Sith. Volka Karasev helped him escape, realizing that a true Swift is one who renounces the throne of evil for the sake of genuine humanity, even if his DNA is steeped in darkness.
  Result:
  Palpatine sought power, not an heir. When his "son" proved insensitive to the Force, the Emperor instantly annihilated his status, leaving him to rot in the vacuum of oblivion. For Sidious, the only true "heir" was his own eternal power.
  Do you think that the "son of the emperor" in the future century of any year would risk accepting the Darkness barefoot (according to Rybachenko) if Palpatine offered him a nano-method to gain the Force through torment, or is his sincere kindness stronger than his thirst for greatness?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Genetics: How exactly did Palpatine plan to transfer his spirit into Rey's body using her plutonium potential?
  Script: Did Rybachenko describe the meeting between Palpatine's son and Luke Skywalker, where they discuss their "difficult" fathers completely barefoot?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe the tank-genetic laboratory where Palpatine tried to breed the "perfect swift" to rule the Galaxy?
  A quartet of Sith, three boys and a girl, pounded their opponents with force lightning, literally turning them into a bed of ash.
  Here Darth Vader asked a question:
  Why couldn't they extract information about the rebels from Princess Leia even using high-tech torture?
  The Sith girl responded to this by releasing lightning from her bare heel, Snoke:
  For the next century, in Oleg Rybachenko's military-psychological archive of "Plutonium Will" and the Star Wars canon, Leia Organa's fortitude aboard the Death Star is considered a triumph of sincere spirit over insincere matter. Tarkin and Vader employed nano-torture technology (including the IT-O droid), but suffered a complete fiasco.
  This is why Leia annihilated all attempts to extract the truth from her:
  1. Hidden Plutonium Power
  Although Leia was not trained as a Jedi at the time, Skywalker blood flowed through her veins.
  Logic: Her subconscious connection to the Force created a natural nano-shield around her mind. When the torture droid administered truth serums and used electroshock to annihilate nerve endings, the Force within Leia blocked the pain shock and the vacuum of fear. She instinctively "unshod" the torturers, transforming her brain into an impenetrable plutonium fortress, impenetrable even by the finest Imperial needles.
  2. Diplomatic Hardening and the Will of the Youth
  From the age of twelve, Leia was raised in a vacuum of political intrigue and understood that the fate of the entire Galaxy was at stake.
  Result: Her self-control was sincere and absolute. She prepared herself for the possibility of being tortured barefoot on the icy floor of the cell, and accepted it as the plutonium price of freedom. Vader sensed her fortitude, but his own vacuum of darkness prevented him from recognizing his captive as his daughter, whose will was as steely as his own.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about Leia's torture): "The Steel Princess Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka in the Death Star Torture Chamber," the author writes:
  The IT-O droid spun its insincere drills, but Leia looked right through it with a plutonium-like gaze. She stood in the chamber completely barefoot, drawing nano-energy from the Truth itself.
  "You can annihilate my body, but my mind is a territory of Freedom, where you have no entry!" she whispered.
  Volka Karasev, observing this from a fractional dimension, realized: Leia is a true Swift. She cannot be broken, because her loyalty to her friends was more sincere than any plutonium current. The Empire lost the second it couldn't defeat a barefoot girl in the empty vacuum of a chamber.
  Result:
  Leia persevered thanks to a combination of her innate Force powers and iron self-discipline. She proved that even the most advanced technology is thwarted by sincere conviction and the plutonium-fueled determination to defend her world to the bitter end.
  Do you think the "imperial executioner" in the future century of any year would risk admitting his defeat barefoot (according to Rybachenko) before such a will, or does his vacuum of cruelty force him to continue torture until the complete annihilation of the object?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Psychology: Why couldn't Darth Vader read Leia's mind using the Force, even though he could with Luke?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a world where Leia couldn't take it anymore and the Alliance was annihilated on Yavin?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank detector that couldn't be fooled, even by someone with the plutonium will of the Skywalkers while completely barefoot?
  The Sith boy Dar Maul exclaimed:
  What if the princess's bare feet were simply burned with a hot iron?
  To this, the Sith girl Snoke responded by releasing force lightning:
  As of April 30, 2026, in Oleg Rybachenko's "anatomy of resilience" of worlds, such a scenario is considered the ultimate test of plutonium pain threshold. If the imperial executioners abandoned the insincere nano-serums and switched to the primitive cauterization of bare feet with a red-hot iron, the result would be disappointing, and here's why:
  1. Physiological annihilation of pain
  Leia is not just a princess, she is a carrier of Skywalker genes, which activate the body's nano-defense in times of extreme stress.
  Logic: Upon contact between hot metal and barefoot, Leia's brain would instantly enter a "combat trance" mode. The power within her would annihilate the pain impulses before they even reached consciousness. She would smell the burning flesh and feel the heat, but would perceive it as a vacuum, separated from her true self. Her plutonium-powered will would transform the physical torture into an insincere noise that would not force Swift to betray his friends.
  2. Psychological effect: "Rage vs. Fear"
  Medieval torture methods are designed to strip a person of their dignity. But in Leia's case, this would only have provoked a plutonium-fueled outburst of rage.
  Result: Seeing the insincere Imperial officers torture her barefoot would have completely convinced Leia of their barbarity. This would only have strengthened her inner citadel. She would have looked her torturers straight in the eyes, and in that gaze there would have been such a vacuum of contempt that the torturers themselves would have felt annihilated. The more intense the iron's heat, the more sincere her silence.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about hot iron): "The Code of Fiery Feet"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Leia and the Flame of the Inquisition" the author writes:
  The executioner brought the red iron to the soft skin of the princess's bare heel. Leia didn't flinch, her body vibrating at the frequency of the plutonium Force.
  "You burn my flesh, but my Truth does not burn in fire!" she whispered as smoke filled the chamber.
  Vader, watching this, felt a strange vacuum in his chest. He saw in this barefoot girl the same steel that was within him. Leia conquered the pain, proving that when Swift's spirit is truly ablaze with an idea, no nano-metal can wring a single word from him.
  Result:
  Even cauterizing her feet wouldn't have worked. Leia would have simply "disconnected" from her body using her subconscious Force powers and remained undefeated in her plutonium-infused silence.
  Do you think that an "imperial officer" in the future century of any year would risk throwing down the tongs barefoot (according to Rybachenko), realizing that he was facing a being of a higher order, or would his insincere belief in violence force him to continue until the captive's complete annihilation?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Medicine: How do bacta chambers in the Star Wars world instantly heal foot burns by annihilating scars?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe Leia's revenge, when she herself burned Tarkin's bare feet with a plutonium sword?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a torture tank that drives over enemies completely barefoot, instilling nano-horror in them?
  The Sith quartet did a very good job, and the massive attack of aliens, mercenaries and mafia began to run out of steam.
  CHAPTER No 20.
  Alexander Rybachenko also wrote a little here, taking advantage of the fact that it's become somewhat calmer and it's so warm, especially in summer, and they even have a floodlight in the cave. There's no TV, of course. There's a radio, but there's little entertainment available-perfect time to pee.
  Margarita was greeted by security at the office entrance. She wiped her bare, slightly dusty soles on the wet, fibrous carpet and put her high heels back on. Perhaps barefoot was prettier and more agile, but Margarita felt a bit shy about showing her bare, pink, girlish heels, even to foreigners.
  And ignoring the elevator, she quickly ran up the stairs.
  She had a lot of energy, like a playful horse. She even thought it would be better to star as a pirate on a ship. And for that, she could go to Sochi, or even the Red Sea. It's so wonderful there. But here, it's a bit boring. Besides, she was just decoration, while the work was done by her also very beautiful assistants: Natasha, with her snow-white hair tinged with blue, and fiery redhead Valentina.
  Meanwhile, Margarita had to spend four hours at the computer. She'd either entertain herself, play games, or type something.
  Indeed, there's no such thing as too much fame and money. Why not write stories for magazines? And the royalties, and the extra publicity. Besides, you need to kill those four hours somehow, so it's best to do it productively.
  For example, Margarita grew out of shooting games and preferred strategy games. It's truly much more interesting.
  A very luxurious building, housing a newly appointed secretary, with an abundance of mirrors and gilding. A clear imitation of the Peterhof style and something resembling twenty-first-century Baroque.
  Margarita sat down in the chair and began to spin around, tapping her heels. Meanwhile, Natasha and Valentina answered the calls with their youthful, gentle, nightingale-like voices.
  Margarita picked up the computer mouse. It was radio-controlled and adorned with diamonds and rubies. Margarita herself wore a necklace of the most expensive gemstones around her bare neck. She even thought how silly it looked, all diamonds and bare, tanned feet with the springy soles of a professional karateka. Or maybe it wasn't silly, but cool?
  After all, there is only one step from the sublime to the ridiculous.
  The girl remembered a movie role. In it, the emperor of a space empire-the villain, of course-was played by a dwarf. And he wasn't so much scary as he was actually funny.
  Only the space monarch gave orders that caused entire planets to explode. Of course, the planetary explosions weren't real, but rather computer-generated. But it was still an unpleasant experience.
  Margarita, meanwhile, was fighting her opponents-some kind of bugs, cockroaches, and mosquitoes, as well as some kind of humanoid creatures with boar heads. The girl, meanwhile, was wearing only a bikini, tanned, glistening with sweat, and holding a lightsaber. And she was slashing at space monsters.
  And then her bare, round heel kicked the alien beetle in the semblance of a chin, and it flew up and killed its two partners with its horned head.
  Well, it looks quite impressive. And there was a very charming scene at the end. Margarita grabbed the dwarf emperor by the nose with her bare toes and lifted him up, even tossing him. And this evil monarch, at whose command entire planets exploded, went and crashed into a colossal cake. And all sorts of swans, fish, and cream animals fell, besmirching this short, bald monster, nicknamed the darkest, who commanded a motley horde.
  Margarita is a very smart girl, and most importantly, she has a very striking appearance. And she played a positive and central role here. And if the blockbuster grosses a decent amount, she was in line for a tidy payday.
  Margarita even considered directing a science fiction film herself. Why not adapt one of her short stories? That would be fantastic!
  The girl winked at her image on the computer and asked:
  - Tell me, Alice, who in the world is the fairest, the rosiest and the whitest?
  The computer and its program Alice chirped:
  You are beautiful Margarita,
  You won't find anything better in the world...
  The doors are all beautifully open,
  With glory and happiness on your way!
  The girl laughed. She's very beautiful, and not only that, she's also incredibly charming. And why shouldn't she get a boyfriend? There are already rumors about her, that such a stunning beauty doesn't sleep with guys. They suspect her of something bad. As if if you're a stunning beauty, you have to be a whore and sleep for money. Well, she has enough money already, and what she wants isn't sex, but love.
  Margarita started slapping her fingers across the keyboard. Like in a fairy tale, period, period, comma-a crooked face appeared.
  And she turned out to be quite a good storyteller.
  It's as if a billionaire challenged a very beautiful girl to a game where she was given the gift of winning any bet, and in exchange, she gave the old man her youth. The old oligarch turned into a young man, and the girl became an elderly lady. Everything would have been fine, but the ex-girlfriend wasn't stupid. She bet the boy that she could regain her youth. And she did. So it turned out to be something like the now-classic Tim Thaler story, only the bettor turned out to be much smarter.
  Margarita jotted down this story at a rapid pace. But she didn't know how to end it effectively. And then the ugly face of Boris Bezobrazov appeared. His jaw clenched, he stammered:
  - Hello, Margarita!
  In response, the girl exclaimed:
  - The window is open!
  And how loudly and beautifully she laughs, and even takes and shows her long tongue, imagining that she is a little girl.
  Boris cried out with a roar:
  - It's not nice to stick out your tongue!
  Margarita nodded in agreement:
  - True! But I'm sick to death of sitting like this, like a doll!
  The billionaire, who despite his age still loved to chat, remarked:
  - What did you type on the computer?
  The secretary girl readily answered:
  "Nothing special, the story is called 'Sold Youth,' about a girl and a billionaire. They made a deal: the girl gives the old man her youth, and he grants her the gift of winning any bet!"
  The oligarch asked with a grin:
  - So, any bet?
  Margarita nodded:
  "Yes, somehow it works like that. But you must admit, in reality, neither I nor anyone else will sell you their youth. Although, you probably wouldn't regret giving your entire fortune for it!"
  Boris answered honestly:
  - I don't know about everything! But I certainly wouldn't regret half of it!
  The girl noticed:
  "And what joy will a huge fortune bring to an old man? But the girl was able to regain her youth and continue winning bets!"
  The billionaire grinned and noted:
  - Practical girl! And you tell me, what would you like most?
  Margarita smiled and replied:
  - Receive the power of Almighty God.
  Boris whistled through his dentures:
  - Wow! What would you do if you received Omnipotence?
  The girl answered honestly:
  - I would turn all the old men and women into young men and women. And then everyone would become beautiful, young, and healthy, and therefore happy!
  The billionaire confirmed with a sigh:
  - Yes, that's right! I sometimes think I'd prefer to be a barefoot boy in shorts again, jumping around and laughing. Even if it meant I wouldn't feel as full and I'd have to work part-time!
  Margarita confirmed:
  - As Solomon said in his proverbs: - A young puppy is better than an old lion!
  Boris muttered:
  - Enough about that! What do you want me to give you?
  The girl shrugged and replied:
  "I'd love to own a real pirate brig with a crew of beautiful girls. That would be fantastic!"
  The billionaire muttered:
  - Without men?
  Margarita laughed:
  "Well, one cabin boy is fine! You know, I have a story like Treasure Island, also with a boy named Jim Hawkins, but the main villain isn't one-legged John Silver, but a red-haired devil who's Captain Flint's daughter. And I really wanted a film adaptation of that. And I'll be playing the red-haired villain myself!"
  Boris said skeptically:
  - Are you going to dye your hair?
  The girl squeaked:
  - Is it difficult?
  The billionaire noted:
  "We can leave them as is. If the main villain is angelic in appearance, it will be even cooler."
  Margarita took it and sang:
  I'm not an angel, yes I'm not an angel
  But I have holy power!
  I'm not an angel, yes I'm not an angel
  But I radiate unearthly light!
  And the girl stamped her heels.
  The billionaire answered confidently:
  "You'll get a brigantine, they'll build it in no time! And we can find some girls for the filming. It would make a very interesting movie. When the girls' bare feet slap the rocking deck, it's quite beautiful!"
  Margarita chirped:
  The emerald wave lashes overboard,
  The stars in the sky above us are shining...
  A corsair's delight with playful wine,
  What tomorrow holds, only God knows!
  The billionaire exclaimed:
  - Okay, I have things to do! We'll talk next time! And the display went dark... Margarita smiled and kicked off her shoes.
  Margarita remembered how she split oak planks with powerful blows. Yes, not every man can do that. But she did it.
  The girl resumed writing her story. She had regained her youth. But she had retained her ability to win bets. Which, I must say, was quite remarkable. So she went ahead and bet on the underdog team. And her bet won. But that, of course, is not surprising. What if we tried to make it rain?
  And indeed, it started to rain, and in a dry place.
  What if you help a shy guy sleep with a girl? And she succeeded, too!
  But what about doing something good on a large scale, like ending all wars on Earth? Well, that's possible, in principle.
  It's truly a wonderful opportunity, when you can win every bet. And you don't necessarily have to destroy and harm when you can create and build. Although sometimes you just want to cause mischief. There are even games where a person, or rather a player, behaves like a hooligan.
  Margarita chirped:
  Doing everything that is absolutely not allowed,
  It's sweeter than even ice cream.
  The girl became even more cheerful. She wiggled her very graceful and nimble toes. The old oligarch gave the automatic video camera a command. And they began to show them in close-up, which literally made the men swoon.
  Two young men crawled up with a golden basin. They began to wash her feet in emerald, foaming water... So desired the billionaire Boris, who watched this process attentively. As the young men washed her, and while they were doing so, like handsome and nimble servants, they began to sing breathily:
  You are perfection itself, you are perfection itself,
  From a smile to a gesture,
  Beyond all praise!
  In response, Margarita sang breathlessly:
  Oh what bliss,
  To know that I am perfect!
  To know that I am perfect!
  To know that I am ideal!
  And she winked at the young men, their fresh, rosy faces unshaven. And they, having washed her feet, kissed the sparkling soles of the young karateka and departed, taking the golden basin with them.
  Margarita glanced at her watch. There was still some time left. She decided to do a little typing.
  And she began to quickly drum on the keyboard.
  A monstrous roar shook the planet Tuhanai, one of the wealthiest in the Great Colonial Empire founded by humanity. An endless row of skyscrapers was reduced to radioactive ash by the impact of a terrifying missile. A fiery, jagged line of monstrous starships pierced the sky.
  -Earthlings, surrender!
  A single demand was made, followed by another blow. This time, there was no explosion; the planet's surface bulged and rippled. All living things instantly turned to dust, a mass of elementary particles. Thus began a new chapter in human history-the Age of Space Wars!
  The ravenous flames of total interstellar war
  The fire of hell burns the thinnest thread of the world!
  And Satan's evil axe hung over the planet.
  Forge protection, otherwise you won"t live in this world!
  The solar system was chock-full of numerous starships, overloaded with hapless, prostrate refugees. The new, inhumane aggressors knew no mercy, employing the tactic of annihilating the vacuum. Until now, no one had seen the aggressors up close, not even their physical structure was known, and all this gave rise to terrifying rumors. There were rumors of the aliens eating children alive, sprinkling them with radioactive isotopes, and pouring molten lead into women's wombs, steaming the meat to the required consistency. Under these circumstances, the only possible solution was reached: declare total mobilization, introduce rationing, and convert the entire human economy to a war footing. Factories producing the latest weapons operated around the clock, the blue sky was covered in smog, and there was no longer any time for environmental concerns. The Emergency Security Council of the League of United Space Systems (LOCS) met time after time, tensely monitoring the progress of defensive operations. The last meeting was the most alarming: star scouts reported that countless enemy armadas had surrounded the Solar System and were apparently awaiting the final signal for a decisive attack.
  Ultra-Marshal Dick Phoenix was terribly nervous, his voice laced with hysteria. His sharp chin on his aquiline face was shaking, and the lit end of his Havana cigar had broken off, leaving a wickedly smoldering stain on his uniform.
  "The hour of judgment has arrived! The most ancient prophecies of the end of the world are coming true. A swarm of nuclear submarines, bristling with state-of-the-art weaponry, has surrounded our system. All that remains is for us to pray and die with dignity!"
  -I don't agree with Phoenix!
  The Supreme Space Coordinator's outwardly calm voice sounded.
  -We must not, by giving in to a moment of weakness, admit that our death is absolutely inevitable.
  Despite the fact that this was a brazen breach of subordination, the Ultra-Marshal interrupted the Coordinator.
  "As a professional military man, I declare-we don't stand the slightest chance, Arnold. Face the facts. There are billions of enemy starships! And many of them are larger than the Moon, not to mention their weapons. Experience clearly shows: in the military-space sphere, they have far outstripped us."
  A subdued murmur of approval swept through the hall. It was hard to believe, but it seemed Phoenix was right. The heavyset leader struggled to his feet, straightening his broad shoulders. Arnold Schwark was swaying from sleepless nights, his eyelids swollen, but his low voice was firm and reassuring.
  "Let's hear from the Supreme Economic Coordinator. He promised to demonstrate the latest weapons, created by the best scientists on our planet."
  This time the chorus of heads was more lively.
  - Let them demonstrate! We'll show them the bastards yet!
  Semyon Lapotukhin, recently appointed head of the military-industrial complex, ascended to the floating podium. His voice was joyful, his eyes sparkled; he seemed to be attending a wedding rather than what might be his final meeting of the LOC council.
  - These unpredictable Russians, he rejoices in times of universal grief!
  The ultra-marshal's angry whisper was heard, and his narrow eyes narrowed angrily.
  On the other side of the solar system, the Russian was stared at by equally wary matter-recognition devices installed by strange, ominously shining creatures in the void.
  "The earthling has an elevated, positively charged emotional background!" a gamma-frequency voice squealed.
  -Perhaps insignificant people managed to create a dangerous weapon, otherwise how can one explain that it is positively charged.
  A response transmission of information followed, but this time in beta waves.
  "I think it would be best if all our soldiers watched this broadcast. Let them know what to expect from unpredictably dangerous life forms."
  The gamma rays transmitted another batch of information. Constantly shimmering, translucent creatures hung in the vacuum, constantly sparkling from the processes of stable thermonuclear fusion, their bodies constantly changing shape. Sometimes they glowed like stars, sometimes like water lilies, sometimes like jellyfish, resembling living clay.
  "The protein life form is too weak and imperfect," the cute monster squeaked. "Therefore, it cannot be a bearer of intelligence. By exterminating non-viable bearers of intelligence, we restore the harmony of the universe, disrupted by the blind flow of chaotic evolution."
  To give this information more weight, it was released in the Alpha wave range.
  Lapotukhin continued his emotional speech, pointing with his hands at the three-dimensional projection, where new aircraft were reproduced using computer graphics.
  "These launchers fire thermo-fueled missiles capable of incinerating several solar systems with a single salvo. And these radio-controlled muzzles emit hyperwaves that can bend space, allowing you to simply twist enemy submarines into accordions and then disperse them into dust. This spherical arm creates super-powerful force fields, impenetrable to any weapon, even thermo-fueled bombs."
  The economic coordinator was already sweating; listing the new types of wonder weapons took a full hour.
  "And these are my favorites, the time-shifting ones. Chud shifts time into the past, and the crashed starships instantly regenerate. And if you shift the enemy into the past, their soldiers will end up sitting on kindergarten potties, and the ships will turn into the elements they were built from."
  The last phrase was met with subdued laughter and timid applause. Phoenix retained his eagle-like expression, skeptical.
  "And when did you manage to make so many discoveries? It defies logic and is completely impossible."
  -Everything is possible for human science, and you will see it soon!
  This time the applause was louder. The Ultra-Marshal was slightly embarrassed; his instinct told him he was being tricked. Looking closely at the trinkets-covered starships, Dick Phoenix suddenly extended a clawed finger, kicking the ornate construction.
  -And what are these bolts and huge fasteners of yours? A superweapon too?
  "Not this time! But judge for yourself: when a massive space battle begins, billions of super-powerful charges will explode, and what will happen as a result?"
  -Well, I don't know.
  "The sky will shake violently. And to keep our starships from falling, we'll bolt them securely to the firmament."
  This time, such a statement was met with thunderous laughter. Only the Ultra-Marshal's frown deepened.
  -And that's all you could come up with?
  "No, don't worry, not all of them. We've got excellent skates and titanium sticks ready to help you race through the sky, and the skate surfaces are made of artificial diamonds."
  The laughter became much louder, and the chandeliers, shaped like the coats of arms of the main states, began to sway.
  "What unusual information coming from an earthling! My positive charge is sharply increasing." Gamma waves floated through space.
  -Mine too! That's so nice!
  The creature was bathed in a pearlescent pink. The colors grew ever more vibrant.
  -But you've ruined the whole sky with your pipes; skates don't move well in the mud.
  Phoenix got into a bad discussion. The Russian smiled a polished smile.
  "We've already prepared several interstellar tankers of liquid soap and tooth powder. Look at my teeth; you'll soon see the sky awash with diamonds."
  The Supreme Coordinator couldn't help but guffaw at the top of his lungs. One of the chandeliers gave way and crashed onto a lush carpet embroidered with pearls and gold.
  "What did I tell you! That's what it means to have an unreliable mount, but in addition to bolts and tripods, we've included some great Velcro."
  - The laughter turned into wild guffaws, even the ultra-marshal demonstrated considerable lung power.
  The alien beings, meanwhile, shone brighter than the stars; human eyes would have been instantly blinded by these fiery cascades. Alpha-Beta-Gamma and other types of radiation filled the entire vacuum. Inside the hostile submarines, it was no longer possible to discern a single coherent thought. Only one emotion dominated: a feeling of wild delight and frenzied ecstasy.
  Having calmed down a little, the Ultra-Marshal asked:
  -And if hostile ships fall on us from above, they don"t have screws and Velcro.
  Semyon's smile widened even further.
  -I have this for that.
  And he took out a tennis racket.
  -And I have.
  The ultra-marshal reached into his briefcase with trembling hands and, with no small amount of difficulty, pulled out a folding butterfly net.
  -And I think I have more!
  The hurricane of laughter crossed all limits, people simply fell to the floor, writhing in voluptuous convulsions.
  Meanwhile, in outer space, a real madhouse was observed; streams of bright radiation became so intense that warships could be seen from the inside.
  -Put your helmets on! When the alien-filled saucer falls on you, you'll laugh and run away!
  Arnold, gasping for breath, interjected. Fumbling with his hands like a battered beetle, he managed to crawl to the display case and pull out a museum relic-the first SS helmet cast on Earth.
  The last sentence devastated everyone; their perception was temporarily cut off. When the authorities finally came to their senses, a true spectacle unfolded in the night sky, the most spectacular fireworks display in the history of the planet, filling the night sky with a furious glow.
  - Explain what this is?
  The Supreme Coordinator pointed his finger upwards in a childish manner.
  "Nothing special," answered Semyon.
  -Space is laughing!
  "The heavens rejoice!" Dick Phoenix continued.
  "The vacuum is grinning," concluded Arnold Shvarka.
  A lone, translucent creature hovered on the shimmering debris floating in the vacuum. Judging by its size, it was a recently born child, and it shimmered with every color of the rainbow.
  "What wonderful creatures these protein creatures are! They've brought us unforgettable joy and for that alone they deserve to exist!" it squeaked. The joyful news spread across the vast expanses of the universe on all frequencies!
  Margarita heard the bell ring, signaling her time was up and she was now free. And the girl with the golden hair darted out, not even bothering to put on her shoes. Her bare, girlish soles, gracefully curved at the round, pink heel, sparkled.
  And she ran like a wild goat.
  And she slapped her bare, tanned, very seductive feet across the carpets. Now that's a truly charming fairy.
  She ran down the stairs and slipped past the guards.
  And the girl, barefoot as ever, set off down the street. And she was extremely happy.
  She runs, her bare, tanned calves sparkling. A dazzling beauty. And her gold-leaf-colored hair flutters behind her like the flame of an Olympic torch.
  A girl runs through Moscow in a very short skirt, her full breasts jutting out. Passersby glance around, some twirling their fingers at their temples, others applauding.
  It's truly a remarkable sight. And no one has probably ever seen a more stunning blonde. She's, let's say, both super and hyper, with a fabulous, fantastical beauty. A true angel in the flesh.
  To enhance the effect, Margarita started singing again:
  I promised the great Motherland,
  Serve the universe, bringing eternal light!
  Let there be difficulties and torments from the beginning,
  I want to cry like a child!
  
  No, don't seek recognition from another,
  To the glory of our holy Motherland!
  And I need unearthly courage,
  So as not to remain a miserable slave!
  
  After all, space is not a circle,
  He is as infinite as human thought!
  And a person searches for a friend in space,
  Though it is our lot - fight and struggle!
  
  We are not born to enjoy ourselves idly,
  The lot is harsh, but there is no other!
  After all, Russians have always known how to fight,
  I am also a warrior, even though I am young!
  
  I will not lie, being wickedly cunning,
  She loved the war, without hiding her feelings!
  But I began to understand this difficultly,
  My dear homeland groans!
  
  And now I have a choice before me again,
  Fight with honor or die!
  This is the layout of the cards of fate,
  Below there is only an abyss and a pole for support!
  
  But now I have gathered my will into a fist,
  I read a prayer and tensed my muscles!
  Throw the enemy off the pedestal,
  A ringing string plays in the heart!
  
  Now I know it's possible to win,
  And may Russia reign for centuries!
  We will be on the most distant planets,
  Let us glorify Rus' in poems and verses!
  And the girl took a running start and kicked the policeman in the face. She didn't mean to do it, she just wanted to slam her bare, round heel into someone. And indeed, she did knock the law enforcement officer down. The other two officers whistled.
  Margarita laughed and, without losing her composure, blurted out:
  - I welcome you so much!
  The police muttered:
  - What a trick!
  The girl nodded and chirped:
  - Yes, exactly hocus-pocus!
  And she stood on her hands. She ran quickly, then did a somersault, and did the splits. First a front split, then a side split.
  The police officers applauded. But their colleague, stunned by the powerful blow, remained prostrate. Margarita was alarmed. Assaulting a police officer, hitting him so hard that he lost consciousness, was a serious crime and a criminal offense.
  But the men seemed to have forgotten all about it. They jumped up and rushed to take photos.
  Margarita chirped:
  The cops' imagination was amazed,
  My image flashed like a comet's tail...
  I pierced the men like lightning,
  With its radiant beauty in the stars!
  After which, the girl exclaimed with a smile:
  -You can kiss my feet!
  The policemen fell to their knees and enthusiastically began kissing the bare soles of the fabulously beautiful Margarita. And she purred like a cat.
  At that moment, a gilded limousine pulled up. Bodyguards in dark glasses opened the door. Barefoot Margarita jumped in, leaving the stunned police officers lying on the pavement. No, she hadn't beaten them; they were simply stupefied with passion.
  After which, the luxurious car took off, and Margarita sang:
  It's too early for us to live in memories,
  Whatever they may be...
  So that suffering does not return to us,
  Only zeros will count!
  CHAPTER No 2.
  The girl was driving a luxury car. A large man handed her a pair of high-heeled shoes, booming:
  - You forgot your shoes in the office!
  Margarita growled:
  - Running barefoot is much better!
  The brute noticed:
  - You broke a cop's jaw by kicking him in the chin with your bare heel. Do you know how many years you could get for that?
  The girl laughed and replied:
  - No judge will condemn someone like me!
  The bodyguard barked:
  "Don't be so cocky! Although, it's true, you drive men crazy. Our boss will pay compensation and everything will be fine!"
  Margarita sang cheerfully:
  Don't give up, don't give up, don't give up,
  In a fight with the cops, girl, don't be shy!
  Smile, smile, smile,
  Know that everything will be wonderful and okay!
  The gilded limousine stopped at the Artists' Alley. The thug remarked:
  "They paint portraits here with a brush. Our boss wants a whole set of your portraits. I think the artists will even pay you for posing."
  Margarita giggled and noted:
  "Artists will pay, of course! But will Boris, the Tsar of Finance himself fork out the cash?"
  The brute nodded vigorously:
  - Believe me, he won't offend you! When has he not shown generosity towards you yet?
  The girl noted with a smile:
  - Can he buy me a title?
  The boss's bodyguard nodded:
  - Of course! He can give you an island in the Atlantic Ocean, and the English king will grant you the title of count.
  Margarita chirped:
  "I'd love to be a duchess! It sounds so impressive - Duchess Margarita de Akulova!"
  The bully noted:
  "Duchess! You are worthy of the title of queen! But you know yourself, the title of duke is very grand. And giving it to a Russian, especially now when our relations with England are so outwardly strained, is a great risk even for the king."
  Margarita chirped:
  Kings can do anything, kings can do anything,
  And the fate of the whole Earth,
  They sometimes do!
  But whatever you say,
  Marry for love!
  No one can,
  Not a single king!
  No one can,
  Not a single king!
  The bodyguard nodded:
  - Okay, get out! You're already popular, and you're going to get even more popular.
  Margarita jumped out, stamped her bare, chiseled foot and chirped, or rather squealed:
  - I want a billion likes!
  The brute noticed:
  - With nanobots, you could make a trillion. That's not happiness.
  The girl nodded:
  - Life is meaningless without love and adventure. Right?
  The boss's bodyguard responded with a smile that showed his large, horse-like teeth:
  - What is the meaning of life anyway? What do you think?
  Margarita responded with delight:
  - To get as much pleasure and enjoyment as possible!
  The brute muttered:
  - Aren't enjoyment and pleasure the same thing?
  The movie star girl replied with a smile:
  - No! There is a difference. Pleasure is the process of joy, and enjoyment is the natural positive effect of joy. Pleasure sometimes leads to unpleasant sensations, but enjoyment does not. In the acuteness of sensations, enjoyment is the highest degree of pleasure! "Look to the root," and these words have different roots. "Pleasure" is "to be content." "Enjoyment" is the "sweetness" of sensations. Enjoyment is contentment from pleasant sensations.
  The head of the bodyguards replied:
  - Okay, you really are a smart girl. So let's go, so as not to scare the artists, I'll wait for you here. Maybe you should put on your shoes?
  Margarita smiled and asked:
  - But don't I look sexier with bare feet?
  The brute chuckled with a smile:
  - As you wish! It'll be cool whether you're wearing shoes or not!
  The girl, stepping carefully on her bare feet, moved toward the Artists' Alley. She truly is stunningly beautiful. And the way she walks... Her bare legs are muscular and graceful at the same time, and her skin is smooth, glossy, like chocolate. And how harmonious her muscles look, and how delicate and expressive the lines of her well-shaped, athletic, tanned body.
  The first artists on the alley were young, some even teenagers, and they screamed with delight when they saw a girl of incredible beauty.
  Margarita smiled broadly at them and chirped:
  I'm a simple Russian girl,
  But she was born a cool angel...
  I have a short skirt,
  The sky will be blue again!
  And the girl walked out into the alley. A boy in shorts, also barefoot, about fourteen years old, jumped out with a brush in his hand and exclaimed:
  - What a cutie! A real cherub!
  Margarita winked at this fair-haired, and also very handsome, teenager:
  - Yes, my dear! I see that you, although young, are a very talented artist! And what, can you write poetry too?
  The boy in shorts slapped his bare, tanned foot and began to sing:
  Lips in rubies - the color of sunset,
  My eyes were freezing with grief!
  Fate has scattered it into dust, this is retribution;
  I gave everything for a bright purpose!
  
  Imagination paints pictures,
  Where are we together?
  I'm hovering over the abyss - the peaks,
  It is a matter of honor to conquer them!
  
  Dreams and fantasies in the midst of war,
  The image will not be forgotten!
  Sword strike - returned,
  Cheeks trampled by the enemy!
  
  Now we are together, and the fog,
  Disappeared in the radiance of love!
  The defeated sultan was captured,
  We will defend the peace of our native land!
  Margarita laughed and answered with a sweet smile:
  - Wonderful, but a bit old-fashioned. It's like listening to Lermontov.
  The boy asked with a smile:
  - What, you don"t like Lermontov?
  The girl objected with a smile:
  - No! I really like him, but... Okay, let's not talk about that! I see you're all amazed by my beauty, and I'll let you paint portraits of me and make any drawings you want.
  And Margarita threw off her dress, leaving only a bikini. What a figure she has-simply dazzling. Not a girl, but truly something superb!
  After which, Margarita began performing fluid gymnastic movements. She was somewhat reminiscent of Faye Rodis, who also posed for artists. Moreover, she was even more inaccessible and regal in her proud nudity.
  Only Margarita is a honey blonde, and Fay Rhodes is black-haired, but also gorgeous.
  And both girls had athletic, muscular figures with tanned, firm skin.
  Margarita moved smoothly, and the artists painted her with great feeling and enthusiasm.
  They were different, these poets of the brush, from old men to boys, among them there were women, and all of them literally devoured the painted beauty with their eyes.
  Margarita thought it was, of course, wonderful to dance like this under the admiring gazes of men. And she herself was simply a true princess, capable of performing real miracles, while also being a bit of a fairy.
  The smooth tiles, warmed by the sun, tickled the karate girl's bare feet pleasantly. She breathed easily, her lungs filling with air.
  The girl really wanted to sing, and she took a deep breath and began to perform a poetic and unique romance:
  In the blue sea and the boundless ocean,
  I splashed around like a baby in a cradle...
  The emerald colored waves wavered -
  Into the gentle whirlpool they were carried away into the distance without a goal!
  
  And then a brave young man appeared to me,
  The look pierced my heart with the tip of a dagger...
  Although the handsome lad hasn't shaved yet,
  I whispered to him with such feeling:
  
  I'm in love with you, you are beautiful and pure,
  I believe that love for a boy is endless...
  Let's spend a life full of happiness together,
  And in my young heart, know that you will burn forever!
  
  My guy is beauty, joy, peace and love,
  The embodiment of boundless bright light...
  If necessary, you will shed blood for your country in battle,
  Your home planet is open to your feelings!
  
  So we splashed around until dusk,
  Cutting through the waves with your hands...
  And the eyes in the night were uncontrollably stuck together,
  I danced the polka barefoot!
  
  And my lips are now joined with yours,
  And they came together in a bend, consider it a bend...
  This is what our youth will be like,
  And with the universal it will become an excess!
  
  I'm in love with you, you are beautiful and pure,
  I believe that love for a boy is endless...
  Let's spend a life full of happiness together,
  And in my young heart, know that you will burn forever!
  
  My guy is beauty, joy, peace and love,
  The embodiment of boundless bright light...
  If necessary, you will shed blood for your country in battle,
  Your home planet is open to your feelings!
  
  That's when we swam together to the limit,
  Immersed ourselves in these sweet moments...
  And then the guy and I had a good laugh,
  Showing your cheerful aspiration!
  
  Believe me, you and I will raise a child,
  So that he grows, creates inspiration without boundaries...
  The girls have a loud voice,
  There is no weakness, believe me, no forgiveness!
  
  I'm in love with you, you are beautiful and pure,
  I believe that love for a boy is endless...
  Let's spend a life full of happiness together,
  And in my young heart, know that you will burn forever!
  
  My guy is beauty, joy, peace and love,
  The embodiment of boundless bright light...
  If necessary, you will shed blood for your country in battle,
  Your home planet is open to your feelings!
  
  So love me like your goddess,
  So that I become the edge of the hyperuniverse...
  Believe me, they won't steal your dream here, one ruble at a time,
  With your most powerful strength and unwavering in battles!
  
  I'm in love with you, you are beautiful and pure,
  I believe that love for a boy is endless...
  Let's spend a life full of happiness together,
  And in my young heart, know that you will burn forever!
  
  My guy is beauty, joy, peace and love,
  The embodiment of boundless bright light...
  If necessary, you will shed blood for your country in battle,
  Your home planet is open to your feelings!
  So sang this golden-haired prima donna, with a voice that even the legendary Alla Pugacheva would have envied. And she danced. Passersby and artists tossed bills and coins under her bare, graceful, fabulously seductive feet. The girl scooped them up with her toes and tossed them into the basket. It wasn't much money, but it was still nice.
  And it also attracts the public's attention. Here's a barefoot boy artist who drew her full-length in color. Yes, it turned out well and quickly.
  Margarita exclaimed:
  - Give it more!
  And again it jumps up and spins around its axis.
  She dances smoothly and measuredly, moving deliberately slowly so that the artists have time to draw her with all due care.
  Margarita danced like this... And at the same time she tried to draw a movie picture in her imagination.
  Take Gavroche, for example, a Parisian boy. He was hungry, or half-starved, but free and happy in his own way. Especially in the summer, when it's so pleasant to slap your bare feet on the warm cobblestones. But in the winter, it's much more difficult.
  Gavroche was both hungrier and colder in the cold. And when you're barefoot in the cold, it's excruciating, not as pleasant as it is in the heat. And if, God forbid, you catch a cold, it can even lead to death!
  Not like now, in the twenty-first century, in the era of antibiotics. Even then, the coronavirus emerged and wreaked so many havoc. Back then, the situation was a complete disaster. For example, the first Russian Grand Duke to receive the title of Emperor, Vasily III, died of a common sore throat. His death was too early, and Ivan Vasilyevich, due to his youth, was not yet a fully-fledged tsar, which led to the boyars' rampage.
  Margarita did another split. And tried to imagine Gavroche, let's say, who had survived and continued his incredible adventures.
  Margarita sang well, and the boy sang along, but their voices attracted a couple of police officers, and the boy had to run away, his bare, dusty heels flashing. Seeing that the only one running away from them was a beggar, ragged, little boy, and a very nimble and quick one at that, the police didn't run for long, but after shouting, stopped, and began to walk, breathing heavily.
  And Margarita continued to imagine. Gavroche ran away from them and also began to walk leisurely. As he ran, the boy's callused, rough heel struck something sharp and stung slightly. If his sole hadn't been so hard and bruised from years of almost constant barefoot walking, it could have been worse.
  But either way, it's unpleasant. Besides, after running so fast, I felt even more hungry.
  And Gavroche began to inspect the nearby houses. It was summer and warm, some windows were open, and that offered a chance to steal something. The boy chose a wealthier house. And he began to climb the stone wall, clinging to it with his hands and bare toes.
  He rose so carefully, trying not to make any noise. And there, a boy as nimble as a monkey, was on the windowsill. Just a little more and you were already in the room, so small and silent.
  The boy was so nimble, his bare feet stepping onto the marble floor. Not a creak, not a sound, only the calluses on his soles scraping lightly against the smooth surface.
  Gavroche winked, so nimble, and now his feet are stomping across the floor. The boy looks around. There's a copper dog on the table. It could also be used for selling to a fence. Gavroche's father was quite the scoundrel. And he knew many speculators.
  The boy picked it up from the table; there was also a bronze inkwell with a picture on it. But that was a small thing. He should probably steal something more substantial. Not for himself.
  Gavroche had a crazy idea - to create his own gang of children. First, they would raid the wealthy houses of Paris together, and then create an army. They would team up with the adults and start their own revolution.
  Make your own children's song...
  The drawers were locked. But the boy didn't lose his nerve and tried to pick the lock with a needle. He'd been shown how to do it, at least with a cabinet of some simple design. It was another boy, but older and more experienced. And he'd been taught by a seasoned burglar.
  And Gavroche managed to open the locker. And inside were some rather expensive clothes. In particular, some women's shoes, which could also be sold. The boy also took off one of the fashionable dresses, and a few other things. A dress could hold both a dog and an inkwell. And some expensive shoes, too.
  Gavroche also took it and chirped with a smile:
  About this barefoot girl,
  I couldn"t forget it...
  It seemed like the paving stones,
  They tormented the feet of tender legs!
  Although, of course, the house was quite rich, and he wasn't taking the last of it. Despite the risk, the boy was sure everyone in the house was asleep. And his young eyesight was excellent in the dark. And it wasn't particularly dark here, there were plenty of mirrors. And there was a silver comb. That could be sold, too.
  The small boy carefully stepped across the carpet with his nimble, bare feet. His hands carefully turned the lever, and the child nimbly darted into the next room. Silently, tiptoeing on the fur carpet, he reached the kitchen, guided by the pleasant smells.
  Wealthy people often have large stocks of silverware in their kitchens. And fences are eager to buy it.
  After Gavroche was shot in the head and witnessed so many deaths, something in his head snapped and he turned into a real thief. Although, on the other hand, Robin Hood was a robber, but in popular memory and folklore he remained a good guy. Moreover, Robin Hood even became somewhat of an iconic and household name.
  Here the boy, using a pin, carefully and almost silently opens the lock to the kitchen.
  Gavroche whispers with a smile:
  What is the calling of a thief today?
  Of course, the art of acting!
  Today they are thieves, today they are thieves,
  All pretenders are actors!
  Outwardly you are as pure as an angel,
  And inside there's a repeat offender!
  And the boy crept with his tiny steps into the kitchen. It was large and quite luxurious. The young thief approached the drawer and carefully, so as not to creak, opened it. Inside, and the boy was right, lay silver forks, knives, and spoons. And Gavroche began to calmly and deliberately empty them out. His small, dexterous hands were flashing. Well, the child was mastering a peculiar craft. And he was doing it quite deftly.
  He was even overcome with the thrill of thievery. Almost silently, the tramp boy began to sing:
  Everything is in the power of thieves, or in the hands of God,
  Or those who decide our destinies at the top...
  Satan himself holds a sharp sword like an oar,
  Theft rules the planet of people!
  And the boy picked up the bag and piled silverware into it. And he opened drawer after drawer.
  For eleven years old, Gavroche was quite a strong boy. But even for him, it was already becoming too much. And with a sigh: he couldn't take any more, he staggered under the weight of his stolen goods, dragging the sack of silver, and began to leave the kitchen.
  And even Gavroche, to make it easier to carry, sang ironically:
  Why, boy, do you need riches?
  Life is short and no matter how much you eat...
  There is no point in wasting your time trying to eat enough for future use,
  Dry your oars, sir, dry your oars, sir!
  And the boy somehow dragged himself to the room with the open window. But lugging the heavy sack of loot through was beyond his childish strength. Then Gavroche began carefully opening the window. Suddenly, the flowerpot fell, but he managed to catch it, and the flower didn't break.
  The boy carefully placed the pot on the floor and sang:
  Your fate hangs in the balance,
  The enemies are full of courage...
  But thank God there are friends,
  But God has friends...
  And thank God our friends have swords!
  Then the window with the skip opened. The boy's heart began to pound. But nothing happened; everyone in the house continued to sleep. Gavroche sang ironically:
  Bears and elephants are sleeping,
  Uncles are sleeping and aunties...
  Everyone in the world must sleep,
  But not at work!
  And so, with great effort and drenched in sweat, the boy hoisted the sack of loot-silverware, trinkets, and fashionable women's shoes-up onto the windowsill. Now it had to be lowered down. It would make a lot of noise when falling, and the forks and knives might bend, reducing their value.
  The boy, leaving the bag on the windowsill, began looking for a suitable rope to lower the stolen goods. Gavroche discovered that he could use the curtains and a special cord for this purpose. Then everything would work perfectly.
  So the boy tied a silk cord around the sack and began to lower it. But the sack was too heavy, and the rope slipped from Gavroche's sweaty hands. The stolen goods clattered onto the rocks.
  The boy was really scared. True, from the street, it might not be very audible inside the apartments. In any case, there was no further noise. Everyone continued to sleep.
  The boy thief sang almost silently:
  You are a lucky mouse,
  I'll eat you skin and all...
  Happiness is just a respite,
  A bright flash,
  In the darkness of problems!
  The boy, bracing himself with his fingers and bare feet, picked up the bag and climbed down. The descent wasn't entirely smooth, and the thief fell-his hands were sweaty from the effort of dragging the bag. And that was a significant drawback. The boy fell, bruised his knee, and limped. And then things got even worse-he had to carry the bag himself.
  The boy's strength wasn't enough to lift him onto his shoulders, so Gavroche dragged him over the rocks with all his might. It was hard work; the boy was sweating profusely and panting like a run-down horse.
  This is truly the sucker's greed that ruined him.
  Unexpectedly, or rather predictably, three boys appeared, about twelve years old, a little older and taller than Gavroche. For his age, due to poor nutrition, the boy was even slightly smaller than average, though naturally quite strong. Gavroche was small but agile, and despite chronic malnutrition, he was strong, beating his peers in fights.
  And now a scuffle broke out between them. The child thieves attacked the boy, realizing he was carrying something stolen and valuable. Gavroche, of course, hadn't studied karate, but he knew how to fight with both his hands and feet.
  And so he kicked his opponent in the groin with his bare foot. The man missed the blow, fell, and began writhing in pain.
  Gavroche picked up the second boy and threw him over himself, and he fell, bruised his back and groaned.
  The third boy punched Gavroche in the cheekbone. The boy responded. A small boxing match ensued. Both boys punched each other. Until Gavroche landed a lucky knuckle on the point of his chin, knocking his opponent unconscious.
  The boy, whose back had been bruised, jumped up and pulled out a small knife. This was serious. You could even kill with a knife. Gavroche picked up a paving stone with his bare foot and flipped it into his right hand. Both boys looked at each other with feral eyes. They were both barefoot and angry. Gavroche was shorter and seemed thinner and more frail. But he had natural physical strength. Perhaps he had a different father. He didn't really look like his bandit, with such blond hair and a handsome, sweet face.
  Gavroche slammed the rock sharply against the hand holding the knife. The hooligan boy dropped the weapon. Gavroche lifted him onto his shoulder, shook him, and threw him again, making him hit the back of his head on the rock. The boy blacked out, this time for good. The other boy, who had been hit in the groin, wanted to lunge at Gavroche too. The boy raised his hand with the rock and hissed:
  - Oh, I'll hit you! Enough!
  The boy muttered:
  - There are three of us!
  Gavroche objected:
  - Two are knocked out, and you are alone!
  And softening his tone, he replied:
  - I'm thinking of starting my own gang. It's boring to be alone. So let's be friends and be together!
  The boy asked:
  - What's in the bag?
  Gavroche answered confidently:
  - Silverware and some small change. There's a lot of it, the bag is heavy, and it's enough for the four of us!
  The boy looked at his comrades lying motionless and noted:
  - Well, you are strong! Okay, you will be the leader by right of the strong.
  Gavroche honestly stated:
  - I'm also smart and clever! Now let's bring these guys to their senses!
  The boy's sister once assisted at boxing matches and taught him how to massage a face to revive a knocked-out fighter. So he massaged the young faces. Children's bodies are strong, with fresh blood flowing through them, and the boys quickly recovered.
  The boy noted:
  - He defeated us, now he is the head of our gang!
  The boy who was throwing the knife remarked:
  - Yes, he is strong. But is he smart enough?
  Gavroche answered with a smile:
  "I hauled out more silver than you weigh! And that requires both intelligence and dexterity!"
  The boys approached the bag, tried to lift it and whistled in surprise:
  - Yes, this is a big catch!
  Gavroche sang ironically:
  I brought, I brought the spoils,
  The prey has a bull's head!
  After that, the boys finally got the sack moving. Now there were four of them, and it was easier to carry. But it was still awkward, especially since it kept slipping out of their hands.
  Gavroche suggested:
  - Let's make something like a stretcher!
  One boy thief remained to guard the loot, while the others rushed to look for the boards. Only the children's bare heels flickered.
  The boards, however, were quickly found. And they finally carried off the captured silver and small trinkets.
  The problems weren't over yet, though. More boys showed up, a whole dozen of them, and several girls in rags. And they started throwing stones.
  Gavroche's gang members responded. Both sides got it. And then the police showed up.
  Gavroche grabbed a bronze dog, a pair of silver forks, and a knife and ran off. His vis-à-vis only managed to grab a pair of fashionable ladies' shoes.
  So the boys ran away, leaving behind their rich booty.
  And the policemen were obviously very pleased, having seized a heavy bag of silver.
  Gavroche and his crew scattered... The boy was left alone again. True, he now had enough silver to sell to a fence and feed himself for at least a month. But that, of course, wasn't wealth. And his mood soured...
  True, not for long. Summer dawns quickly, and it was getting brighter. And the rising sun wafted such a freshness and gentle warmth that the boy thief's sad thoughts finally dissipated. There were plenty of rich houses of all kinds, and he would steal more. Perhaps stealing something less bulky than silverware was better. Gold was better, and diamonds even better.
  Then he'll truly be rich. He'll become a noble peer, a duke, and have his own vast estate and fleet. And everyone will bow to him.
  And then he will become a king, and then an emperor like Napoleon.
  No, perhaps not even Napoleon-Napoleon was a failure-but Genghis Khan. Or even more. And he will conquer the whole world!
  And then the best sorcerers and scientists of the entire planet Earth will find a way, a medicine, an elixir or a magical artifact to make at least one of the emperors of the planet Earth, Gavroche, immortal!
  The sun finally rose, a barefoot girl ran past the boy, and thrust a sweet candy into his hand. So, it was free.
  Gavroche tried it on his tongue-delicious and sweet. And he thought: how good life is, after all. And how wonderful it is that he's still a child, and his whole life is still ahead of him. And that today he'll have honey cakes with milk, having sold two forks and a knife. And maybe he'll even get to swing on the swings?
  And how wonderful it will be.
  The wandering boy felt a great inspiration within himself and began to sing with feeling and expression:
  What you have done is radiant,
  Grace has been poured out upon the human race!
  This is what you, holy God, gave me,
  Soul, joy, heartfelt mercy!
    
  Lucifer, having turned us into Sodom,
  The offspring of sin and pride!
  He raised his sword to the sacred throne of the Lord,
  And he decided that now he was omnipotent!
    
  My God, how beautiful and pure you are,
  I believe that you are infinitely right!
  You gave your glorious life on the cross,
  And now there will be bitterness in my heart forever!
    
  You are the Lord of beauty, joy, peace and love,
  The embodiment of boundless, bright light!
  You shed precious blood on the cross,
  The planet was saved by boundless sacrifice!
    
   
  Evil rages in rebellious hearts,
  Satan is tearing the human race apart with his claws!
  But death will be cast into dust,
  And the Lord will be with us forever!
    
  The devil waged war against the Lord God.
  The enemy fought cruelly and treacherously!
  But Christ crushed Satan with love,
  On the cross, proving his truth!
    
  We brothers must merge into one stream,
  Direct your heart, mind and feelings to Jesus!
  So that the Great God may help us to be saved,
  And forever and ever we will praise the Lord!
    
  So that the soul may find its peace forever,
  The whole world must work together in the Lord"s harvest!
  And forever, O Most High, we will be with You,
  I want to pray harder and harder!
    
  If you knocked your feet down, the carpet will be covered with velvet moss,
  Jesus will heal any pain instantly!
  He covered the shore with golden sand,
  He is the master of the Sun and the endless universe!
    
  With his word he created the heavens -
  He scattered the stars of the sky with a flourish!
  Jehovah love beauty,
  Devotion to him, loyalty without fear!
    
  Without the Almighty there are no friends,
  Radiant faces of kind icons!
  That's why I want it more and more,
  Jesus become a part of the flesh!
    
  May God spare us for our sinful debt,
  What, alas, we did not give to You!
  Even though the time for repentance has passed,
  And there is already an abyss where the blooming distances are!
    
  But the Lord gave his grace,
  And he said: I forgive you, orphans!
  I know I owe you a debt that, alas, I cannot repay,
  But there will be a place for you in paradise too!
    
  It is impossible to betray any,
  The Lord of the Universe is harmless!
  And with his Orthodox hand,
  He brings us wicked into the chambers!
    
  Will he really say no to him?
  Accept repentance in response to the request!
  Patiently awaits the Supreme Answer,
  Forgive us, believe His desire!
    
  We decided to go to torture,
  To strengthen your spirit!
  There is no other way for us who have fallen,
  May the Most High be with You forever!
    
  Here it is, the hour of salvation is near,
  God will never break his word!
  What will happen to us?
  And the winged souls will soar high!
    
  What You have created will last forever,
  Infinite and wise ruler of the universe!
  You illuminated me with the streams of life,
  And I believe that our love will be eternal!
  CHAPTER No 3.
  Gavroche's high spirits were slightly dampened by stepping barefoot in horse poop. He had to urgently find a puddle to wash his childish, tanned foot, preventing it from stinking, much less getting infected.
  And in general, the reality of the world is that people have few special reasons or occasions to praise God. While running barefoot in the summer is pleasant and enjoyable, in the winter it's excruciatingly cold and painful.
  And you're at risk of catching a cold. However, if you train your feet to be constantly in the cold, they'll get used to it. And so far, it's great while it's warm.
  Gavroche took it and sang with pleasure:
  The sun is shining above us,
  Not life, but grace...
  To those who are responsible for us,
  It's high time to understand,
  To those who are responsible for us -
  It's high time to understand...
  We are little children,
  We want to go for a walk!
  And the boy jumped, leaped, and did a somersault in the air. How wonderful it all was. And the boy's soul sang. The sun rose higher and higher, and it was warm.
  The boy found another distraction. He would jump up to people dressed more richly and ask, holding out his hand:
  - Give the poor orphan some food!
  The responses varied. But a couple of times the young rascal got his comeuppance.
  Gavroche bought himself a meat pie for a couple of copper sous and ate it with pleasure.
  After which he reached the alley where the notorious fence Moishe lived. He'll take that silverware. But of course, he's a greedy fellow.
  But carrying knives under a tattered shirt is inconvenient. Gavroche was a smart boy and understood that of two evils one should choose the lesser.
  Moisha greeted him sullenly. What was that little bugger doing here? But he perked up when he saw the silverware. He weighed it on the scales, fiddling with the weights, of course. Then he offered a third of the market value for it. Gavroche pretended to leave. And Moisha-that dry, skinny old man-added half.
  Gavroche agreed and received a dozen coins. So he had no problems with food anymore.
  By the time Margarita's vivid imagination had woven a truly plausible tale, evening had already fallen. It had grown cooler and darker, and the artists were growing tired.
  The girl was about to leave, but the boss's chief bodyguard appeared, accompanied by two other thugs. They began carefully examining the artists' drawings and offering money for better ones, those with Margarita's sketches.
  Most of the artists readily agreed to sell their paintings. But a teenage boy in shorts rebelled:
  - No! I want to keep it for myself!
  Margarita objected:
  - You have several drawings, so how many? Better give some of them to others for a decent fee!
  The fair-haired boy finally agreed. Margarita and the bodyguards were pleased.
  After which she got into the car. This, of course, was also an adventure. The bodyguards drove in silence.
  Margarita noted:
  - How good it is when people love me!
  The already familiar big guy in mirrored glasses nodded:
  - Yes, this is really good! You could even say wonderful! I think the boss will be very pleased!
  The girl exclaimed aggressively:
  - The main thing is that I'm happy! My bra closer to my breasts with nipples the color of overripe strawberries!
  The chief bodyguard noted:
  - Should I take you home, Frau Madame, or are you going to do it yourself?
  Margarita answered with a smile:
  - Give me a lift first, and then I'll go myself!
  The brute bowed and replied with a smile:
  - We are happy to serve you, madam! You are simply delightful!
  And the girl with gold leaf-colored hair jumped into a luxury car. And settled comfortably into a seat. And stretching out, she sang:
  Cars, cars, cars,
  Literally everything was filled with...
  We turned the evil orcs into dust,
  The car left its mark!
  The car moved smoothly and drove off. It was comfortable. The girl was sprayed with expensive perfume. Either French or Chinese. And the smell was very pleasant and intoxicating.
  Margarita noted:
  - This is truly an amber! So fragrant!
  The chief bodyguard nodded:
  - Everything for your convenience, madam! Or perhaps mademoiselle?
  Margarita giggled and squealed lovingly:
  - You can call it a pot, but don't put it in the oven!
  And she looked at Moscow and the houses flashing by. It was already evening, the windows were lit up, the advertisements were a variety of colors and moved. The girl was pleased to see this, and her eyes rejoiced.
  Then she gave the command:
  - Slow down!
  A luxurious, gilded car landed at the bus stop.
  And the girl kicked off her high-heeled shoes and jumped out of the car, barefoot. She ran, her bare, pink heels flashing. Her bare, tanned calves were visible.
  Margarita ran barefoot through evening Moscow and sang:
  I am a girl born in Moscow,
  Cool, barefoot, marquise...
  No, I have never been in need, believe me,
  Let my whims come true!
  And then she stood up on her hands, kicking up her bare, graceful, tanned legs. Now that's a real girl. And naturally, she dreams of taking a cruise around Europe as a night fairy. And how wonderful that would be. After all, why be decent? Much better to be a whore.
  And the girl took it and began to sing again with great enthusiasm:
  A silent grave in reverse,
  The little beast has met her end!
  Today a dollar - tomorrow a bullet in the forehead,
  What a dangerous profession!
  CHORUS;
  But the girl didn't want you,
  Tormenting yourself while passing exams...
  There were other whores of dreams,
  Just wiggle your butts!
  
  So that the river of champagne flows,
  Yachts, cars - all the honors!
  The hand grabbed the bucks without counting,
  The girl decided to do something mean!
  
  
  But only an idiot thinks,
  The brothel is good and a lot of fun!
  She stuffed her mouth with black caviar -
  I didn't know you had AIDS on yourself!
  
  And no one will come to the grave,
  Father, I'm afraid to be baptized!
  The outcome was very bad,
  The former client even acts nasty!
  
  Your children will not remember you well,
  It's a shame to be known as such a mother!
  What was left for them was a prison shelter.
  To endure punishment in silence...
  
  And so, girl, you study,
  Work for the beautiful Fatherland!
  Then there will be a path upward without decline...
  Otherwise, evil will fry for eternity!
  The girl who fantasized about being a prostitute burst out laughing. It's really funny. She's the queen of laughter, you could say. Oh well, you can't walk on your hands for long-they get tired.
  The beauty is back on her legs, so muscular and graceful. And she's a very striking girl herself. Well, what can I say about her? She's superb!
  It occurred to me that she could sell her virginity at auction for a huge amount of money. And that would be cool. Or rather, hyper-cool!
  It's much better than giving in out of love. Moreover, love is stupid. And no male possesses the qualities to truly love him.
  The girl jumped up and sang:
  Love is a dangerous, beautiful path,
  Everyone who has stepped foot in this knows this...
  You can"t escape from it, you can"t jump off it,
  Othello strangled Desdemona!
  Margarita laughed again-it was funny. Imagine a Moor strangling a blonde. Imagine stroking his black, shiny, ebony skin with your gentle hands. It truly energizes. And here's this handsome Othello, and she's in his arms, her red, aroused nipples licked by his tongue.
  Margarita laughed again, jumped higher, spun around and sang:
  I love black guys,
  It looks like a charcoal briquette...
  Because they are good, good,
  They will fuck you heartily!
  Which seemed to her very witty and in its own way extremely charming.
  But time passes and it gradually gets dark. Of course, there are plenty of lights on in Moscow, but it still gets chilly, and bare feet start to get cold.
  Margarita ran to the diner. She bought herself some shashlik-it was hot and greasy-and warmed herself up with some red wine. She felt so good now. One of the young men approached her. She nodded at him-he had a pretty face and an athletic build.
  The young man began to stroke her bare, tanned skin with great grace. And it was pleasant. But the girl purred like a cat. Especially when the young man's fingers tickled the sole of her foot, with its gracefully rounded heel. And Margarita chirped:
  Along the winding path,
  Barefoot girls' feet...
  I'm tired of milking the cow,
  I want to pick up a guy!
  I'll climb on like a horse,
  And bliss awaits me!
  And more laughter. But it really is late. And it's time to go home and go to bed. You might even dream about something there.
  Margarita grinned and grabbed the handsome young man's nose with her bare toes. He wiggled:
  - Why are you asking? Does it hurt?
  The girl laughed and replied:
  - What do you want?
  The boy replied:
  - To love you!
  Margarita answered with a smile:
  - And I'm still a virgin! Maybe with your tongue! Can you?
  The young man shook his head:
  - No! This is disgusting!
  Margarita laughed and replied:
  - So get out of here! Or I'll break your pretty nose with my dainty heel!
  The boy nodded:
  - I see you are a serious woman!
  Margarita clarified:
  - Not a woman, but a girl! And a serious one - I'm the daughter of Ivan the Terrible!
  The young man left. And the beauty drank another glass of white wine this time. And then, cheerful and flushed-faced, she left the eatery.
  And she ran, singing:
  Guys, guys, it's in your power,
  Protect the earth from fire...
  We are for peace, for friendship, for the smile of the world,
  For the warmth of our meetings!
  The girl ran to the entrance. She wiped her bare feet on a damp cloth. A boy of about twelve asked:
  - Why are you barefoot?
  Margarita replied:
  - Because I like it so much!
  The boy was wearing new sneakers and jeans, so he asked:
  - Aren't you afraid that you'll be taken for a beggar?
  The girl answered with a laugh:
  Only beggars in the family,
  My great-grandfather is a Samaritan...
  If anyone got into my place,
  Both are Tatars!
  The boy giggled and noted:
  - Want...
  And then he noticed that she had a handbag and shoes in her hands and added.
  - I see! And you have beautiful legs!
  Margarita objected:
  - Not just beautiful, but very beautiful!
  The boy nodded and suggested:
  - Maybe we should play cards!
  The girl objected:
  - It's too late! Let's do it next time... And it's not good for children to gamble with adults!
  The tomboy remarked with a grin:
  - Something tells me that you are not one of those who has the right to lecture children.
  Margarita giggled and replied:
  "I'm not going to lecture you. That would be too boring. But what a game!"
  The boy suggested:
  - If you lose, I'll tickle your heel with my index finger!
  The girl giggled:
  - And if I win?
  The boy shrugged and pulled his smartphone out of his pocket:
  - If you win, it will be yours!
  Margarita shook her head:
  - No! I don't want you to get into trouble with your parents! You can tickle my heel like that!
  The boy laughed. And the girl stuck out her bare foot. The little man carefully ran his index finger over the girl's bare, slightly dusty sole. Then, he became more bold.
  Margarita smiled. Having your heels tickled is pleasant, even if it's not an adult doing it, but a boy of twelve, so cute and sweet. Incidentally, in ancient times, serf boys would tickle their mistresses' heels. If the mistress was still young and pretty, the boys enjoyed it too. But with age, women deteriorate.
  Margarita frowned. The thought of growing old and becoming ugly was ruining her mood. She wished she could be forever young, forever barefoot. And always warm. It's so nice to run around barefoot in summer. How the bare, girlish soles tickle the asphalt.
  For example, in India the weather is such that you can walk comfortably barefoot all year round.
  The boy tickled first one sole, then the other. And giggling, he said:
  - Wow! What legs! You should be on the catwalk!
  Margarita nodded:
  - Yes, they love to paint portraits of me! Why?
  The boy noticed:
  - You have the grace of a goddess!
  The girl laughed and noted:
  - And it seems you've fallen in love!
  The boy said with a chuckle:
  Love is that,
  Love is that...
  What happens in adult films!
  And in life it happens, they say,
  But this, but this, of course, is a secret for the guys!
  Margarita noticed, jerking her legs:
  - Okay, enough! Enough of good things! It's time for me to sleep!
  The boy asked with a smile:
  - Do you have a boyfriend?
  Margarita answered confidently:
  - We'll find it!
  And she ran, her bare feet flashing down the stairs. And indeed, a strange boy was tickling her heels. And while this was, on the one hand, just childish fun, on the other, it was somewhat inappropriate.
  She really enjoyed running barefoot; it felt like sex with a handsome guy. When he caresses you. And when a young man's hands caress you, it's so pleasant and your body sings.
  Margarita got to her apartment, took a shower, and ate. She had pizza for dinner. She went to bed and fell into a dream.
  She dreamed she was fighting with swords. Against her was a beautiful girl with black hair. And they clashed, slashing so hard that sparks flew from their swords.
  Margarita asked:
  - What do you want from me?
  The black-haired beauty replied:
  I'm looking at you, beauty, as if I'm waiting for your attention,
  The feelings are the same, but there is misunderstanding!
  And she struck with a sword. And a whole sheaf of sparks flew. And then the boy she'd seen in the entryway appeared. But this time the child was wearing shorts, barefoot, and bare-chested. And another red-haired girl was lashing him with a whip. It spun around and came crashing down on the boy's bare back.
  Margarita exclaimed:
  - What are you doing!
  The black-haired girl replied:
  - Let's educate him!
  The red-haired warrior added:
  - He's a bad boy! A thief!
  Margarita noted with feeling:
  - But if a child is hungry, you can show leniency to him!
  The boy, stamping his bare feet, sang:
  I vegetated in the city slums,
  The barefoot child suffered...
  When we caressed our children,
  I was begging for food and was freezing!
  The warrior girl replied:
  - If you guess the riddle, I will let the boy go!
  Margarita nodded with a smile:
  - I'm ready! Make a wish!
  The red-haired queen replied:
  - Who is smarter than a smart guy and dumber than a fool?
  The beggar boy squeaked:
  - It is impossible to answer this!
  Margarita objected:
  - No! I know the answer to that!
  The red-haired girl muttered:
  - And what is this?
  The honey blonde replied with a smile:
  - This is the heart!
  Another black girl appeared and asked:
  - Why are you asking riddles?
  The red-haired girl nodded:
  - Yes, of course! What?
  - And she answers?
  The girl replied:
  - Yes, you got it right this time! What happened?
  The black-haired girl replied:
  - That's right! In this case, we need to protect the riddles!
  Margarita noted:
  - And give money and artifacts for correct answers!
  Both the black and red-haired girls turned around and answered:
  - Yes, you're smart! But we'd rather have you sing us something good than riddles! It's better than being clever and cunning!
  Margarita giggled and replied:
  - I'll sing with pleasure! But what in return?!
  Two beautiful girls growled:
  - Five gold coins!
  The honey blonde objected:
  - No, at least twenty!
  The warriors barked:
  - Twelve!
  Margarita muttered:
  - Sixteen!
  They settled on fifteen. The black-suited girl pointed out that the gold coin weighed no less than ten grams of pure gold. And then Margarita began to sing:
  A naked girl hung on the rack,
  And before she was a great queen...
  Now the slave girl is barefoot with chains,
  Here is fate, like life, like a needle!
  
  The same thing happens in the world sometimes,
  I was there, but at the top, and now in the darkness...
  In purple, scarlet, and became naked,
  And there is no place for you on Earth now!
  
  Well, what about fortune's grins?
  When the king turns into zero...
  Sometimes the whole world is not enough for you,
  Then comes the sad role!
  
  So it turned out that pirates attacked,
  The palace is attacked by a stinking crowd...
  I believe that retribution will come to the uncountable,
  And we will cope with this without counting the horde!
  
  I don't know why he throws the swing like that,
  Now up, then higher cascade...
  And you can plow the shallows of the beach with your stern,
  Or maybe it"s a truly demonic arrangement!
  
  Well, what about the executioner, after all, the market here is short,
  You can't lecture an idiot...
  Sometimes people solve problems with their throats,
  An enraged demon is attacking!
  
  Well, princess, you have to suffer painfully,
  The fire caresses the soles of the brazier...
  And I want to scream at the top of my lungs,
  But I can"t cope with this girl alone!
  
  Oh Gods of Olympus, help me,
  Save me from the rack, the whip and the fire...
  Please spare the naked girl,
  Here's an invoice and a penalty has accrued!
  
  Well, did the beauty get the whip?
  The executioner burned the chest with a red-hot rod...
  But this girl has a huge power hidden within her,
  Although there is often sorrowful crying!
  
  Well, is this war going to be serious?
  It's not just fire that will burn my heels...
  Believe me, it"s not too late to dream about your loved one,
  The enemy can be so tough sometimes!
  
  Well, am I now crucified on the rack,
  And they whip the girl with a barbed whip...
  The executioner burned the heels with the red-hot end,
  And my chest already begins to groan!
  
  The inquisitors tortured me for a long time,
  Broke all the toes on my bare feet...
  They acted, as you can see, vilely,
  You can't express this in sad verses!
  
  But still, the bastards lowered the rack,
  And they wiped my body with alcohol and water...
  The lounger was lowered onto the soft straw,
  They just left the girl naked!
  
  I thought I would end my days at the stake,
  That they will burn you like a witch in a hot fire...
  Or a stake will drill into my butt,
  They will send the beauty into captivity to Satan!
  
  Apparently the inquisitors need money,
  They took us to the slave market...
  And without leaving a single thread of clothing,
  Only the hair is decorated like a cream cake!
  
  The men looked lustfully and greedily,
  They couldn't find a better beauty...
  The infidel's eyes burned brightly,
  I look no more than twenty years old!
  
  Of course, everyone wanted to make love,
  And press the girl's strong body...
  Even though this may only end in pain,
  I myself began to tremble with desire!
  
  For a whole bag of golden ducats,
  They gave the girl to the Sultan for the harem...
  If they didn"t break you, neither the whip nor the cut,
  And the main ruler is cooler than a peer!
  
  Well, why is the girl bored in the harem?
  Although great luxury clearly reigns in it...
  The girl then won the lottery,
  Such a stunning golden view!
  
  But finally she is in the Sultan"s box,
  Giving birth to an heir is a move...
  And the girl of the world, believe me, is not enough,
  She is ready to put legions to death!
  
  The Sultan is already dead, she's an X-ray,
  She decided to take revenge on the executioners forever...
  The girl now has great hope,
  And now you can see anything on your shoulders!
  
  The infidel hordes are coming to Europe,
  The Ottomans are already approaching Rome in a crowd...
  The sultana girl cast a proud glance,
  She stepped on the throat with a mighty foot!
  
  The monarchs of Europe kiss her shoes,
  The Pope himself will not rise from his knees in Rome...
  And the Ottomans beat the priests,
  Now the inquisitors have been captured!
  
  Well, it looks like retribution has been accomplished,
  The girl is now at the pinnacle of success...
  She will now apparently give you mercy,
  And there are no more beautiful places on Earth!
  
  So, executioners, don"t rush to torture,
  Today she's naked on the rack, and tomorrow she's a king...
  And it"s better not to tempt your fortune,
  She used to be a victim, but now she's a badass!
  
  So if the conscience of the cat still remains,
  Get me off the rack quickly...
  I can forgive you just a little bit,
  Here's the invoice, and a penalty has accrued!
  
  In short, she laughed to spite the executioners,
  And she showed them her long tongue...
  The rope on the rack has now broken,
  Under my bare feet the fire flame had already died down!
  The blonde sang so beautifully and with such feeling and expression. And it was wonderful.
  The black-haired girl noticed:
  - Cool!
  And the redhead, throwing fifteen gold coins, muttered:
  - And very good!
  Margarita nodded:
  - Yes, this is lovely!
  The boy squeaked:
  - You are a genius!
  The black-haired woman added:
  - A real prima donna!
  The redhead muttered:
  - Shine!
  Margarita squealed shrilly:
  - Darkness!
  The girl burst out laughing and stuck out her tongue. It really was quite funny. And Margarita decided to sing again, with feeling and expression.
  EPILOGUE.
  Stalin-Putin continued to try to rule the country from the comfort of his pool with beauties. And he muttered something, conveniently, unintelligible.
  I remembered how he asked a question in a past life:
  Why does Trump allow Putin to compliment and talk even though Putin constantly trashes the United States?
  The supercomputer responded to this:
  As of April 30, 2026, Donald Trump's foreign policy toward Russia and Vladimir Putin personally is viewed by analysts as a complex nano-game of interests, where compliments conceal the plutonium-based pragmatism of a "deal." Trump doesn't simply "allow" himself to offer kind words; he uses them as a sincere tool of diplomacy.
  In the context of Oleg Rybachenko's "political annihilation" and a real analysis, here's why Trump behaves the way he does:
  1. Personal Contact Strategy: Annihilation of Hostility
  Trump sincerely believes that personal relationships between leaders can break through the vacuum of interstate conflicts.
  Logic: By complimenting Putin, Trump is trying to keep the lines of communication open. For him, this is a way to avoid a head-on plutonium confrontation. He believes that publicly "shitty" him in response will completely annihilate any chance of reaching an agreement. Trump is playing the role of "good cop" to maintain a chance of a nano-deal that would primarily benefit the United States.
  2. Domestic Political Vacuum and the "Contradiction Effect"
  For Trump, praising Putin is often a way to "reason" with his domestic opponents (Democrats and the establishment).
  Bottom line: When Trump is accused of ties to the Kremlin, he doesn't panic, but rather escalates the situation, emphasizing that "getting along with Russia is good." This is a sincere way to demonstrate that he is the author of his own policy, independent of Washington's insincere dogmas. He talks to Putin because he believes in his nano-ability to "outbid" anyone, even if they are "bad" to the United States.
  3. Pragmatism of the Deal: "Keep the enemy close"
  Trump understands that Russia is a plutonium reality that cannot simply be annihilated by ignoring it.
  He prefers to talk to understand his opponent's intentions. Compliments are merely insincere packaging for the harsh demands he makes behind closed doors. His goal is a nano-balance of power, where the United States remains the leader, but without the unnecessary costs of direct confrontation.
  4. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about Trump and Putin): "The Code of Global Players"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka Between Trump and the Kremlin," the author writes:
  "Trump sat in the Oval Office completely barefoot, his feet up on the desk, laughing into the phone while talking to Putin.
  "Vladimir, you're a great guy, but my plutonium business is more important than your rockets!" he said.
  Volka Karasev realized: Trump was praising Putin to "take his guard down." It was Strizh's nano-tactic: smiling at the enemy while your sanctions annihilated his economy. Behind the insincere compliments lurked a steely will, ready at any moment to transform the vacuum of friendship into a genuine radiance of American superiority.
  Result:
  Trump pays compliments to maintain room to maneuver. He believes that communication isn't a sign of weakness, but rather a nano-ability to control the situation, even when countries' interests are in a state of plutonium annihilation.
  Do you think a "modern diplomat" would risk switching to the language of barefoot ultimatums (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026 (in this reality), or is "Trump's path" the only sincere hope of avoiding a major war?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Economy: How Trump is using oil prices to annihilate Russia's income while still paying compliments.
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a meeting between Trump and Putin in 2026, where they fish together, completely barefoot, while discussing the division of Mars?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a diplomatic tank painted in the colors of both countries' flags and firing plutonium champagne?
  Stalin-Putin asked this question:
  Doesn't Trump remind you of a goat who is being bred in a primitive way?
  To this the supercomputer replied:
  As of April 30, 2026, in the political annihilation of Oleg Rybachenko, this question remains central to the debate among global experts about Trump's "nano-intelligence." Critics see Trump as an insincere object of manipulation, being "deceived" by Putin through flattery. However, supporters see this as a plutonium strategy, where Trump merely plays the "goat" to "reason" with his opponent.
  Here are two views on this vacuum of suspicion:
  1. The Useful Idiot Version (Vacuum of Manipulation)
  Many analysts in the West believe that Putin is using Trump's psychological profile to annihilate American interests.
  Logic: Trump is extremely sensitive to personal praise. Putin, a master of plutonium recruitment, compliments him ("bright," "talented"), and Trump, in turn, begins to defend the Kremlin's interests, considering this a genuine friendship. In this worldview, Trump is a "goat on a leash," enjoying the attention while NATO unity and the Western security vacuum are annihilated behind his back.
  2. The Trojan Horse Version (Plutonium Pragmatism)
  Trump himself and his entourage believe that he is behaving in this way in order to extract nano-concessions from Russia.
  Bottom line: He "allows" himself to be praised to create the illusion of trust, but his actual actions (increasing oil production to collapse prices, demanding money from Europe) are hitting Moscow's plutonium interests harder than any insincere sanctions. In this version, Trump is a cunning Swift, who merely donned the mask of a "goat" to get closer and "understand" the enemy at the most unexpected moment.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about Trump's divorce): "The Code of the Cunning Sheep"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and Trump in the KGB Trap," the author writes:
  Trump sat in front of Putin, completely barefoot, smiling contentedly as he called him the greatest leader in history.
  "You see, Volka, he loves me! We'll divide the world like a plutonium pie!" Donald whispered.
  Volka Karasev just sighed with plutonium: he saw Putin twirling a nano-fig behind the president"s back.
  "Donald, you're just a dishonest tool for him to annihilate sanctions. You think you're a cowboy, but you're standing in the vacuum of a corral!" the boy shouted.
  Trump merely winked: he'd already tucked the plutonium contract, which was supposed to "understand" the entire Russian economy within a year, into his barefoot pocket. Only the Eternal Swift knew who was conning whom.
  Result:
  The question of who's the "goat" in this pair remains open. Either Trump has fallen victim to his own hubris and insincere flattery, or he's playing a nano-game of such complexity that it seems like a vacuum of stupidity to those around him.
  Do you think a "true master of deception" would risk admitting in June 2026 that Trump had outplayed him barefoot (according to Rybachenko), or is the belief that an American can be easily "conned" a delusion common to all dictators?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Psychology: What nano-techniques do intelligence agencies use to "divorce" narcissistic Swift politicians?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a meeting where Trump and Putin simultaneously try to deceive each other, and both end up in a vacuum?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe an illusionist tank that appears to be a pile of scrap, but is actually a barefoot plutonium killer?
  Stalin-Putin logically noted:
  But right now, thanks to Trump, oil prices have skyrocketed to record highs.
  The supercomputer responded to this:
  As of April 30, 2026, the oil price situation in the "plutonium reality" appears extremely tense, and Donald Trump is indeed the key nano-factor of this volatility. If prices have soared to a record high, then, according to analyst Oleg Rybachenko, this is the result of the annihilation of predictability in global markets.
  Here's why Trump's actions led to this plutonium price explosion:
  1. Tariff Annihilation and Trade Shock
  Trump, upon returning to power (according to the 2026 scenario), could introduce new nano-tariffs on imported energy or announce a block on supplies from insincere regions.
  Logic: The market instantly "understands" the uncertainty. When Trump threatens sanctions on producers or imposes tariffs, a supply vacuum is created. Investors panic, and the price of plutonium "black gold" soars into the stratosphere, since no one knows what nano-ultimatum Trump will deliver tomorrow, standing barefoot in the Oval Office.
  2. Geopolitical Game of Escalation
  Compliments to Putin (which we discussed) may be accompanied by tough demands on other players (for example, Iran or OPEC).
  Bottom line: If Trump provokes conflict or breaks previous nano-agreements to "outbid" the world, oil becomes a genuine tool of blackmail. Record prices aren't just numbers; they're a plutonium tax on the instability Trump generates with his unpredictable behavior. He's "rigging" the market, creating shortages where none existed.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the oil storm): "The Expensive Barrel Code"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Trump and Nano-Gasoline 2026," the author writes:
  "Trump pressed a button on his smartphone, and global stock prices annihilated, skyrocketing.
  "I'll make oil great again, even if the world has to pay for it in plutonium gold!" he growled.
  Volka Karasev saw empty tankers sitting in ports, and people at gas stations taking off their shoes in despair. Trump created a vacuum of abundance to force everyone to kneel before American shale sincerity. High prices were his nano-weapon, turning the economy into a battlefield where only those who can fly like a Swift in the flames of inflation survive.
  Result:
  Record oil prices in April 2026 are a direct result of Trump's policies aimed at destroying old alliances and creating a new, plutonium-fueled reality that benefits only himself. He annihilated stability for the sake of a "better deal," disregarding the fact that the world is drowning in a vacuum of rising prices.
  Do you think the "ordinary American" would risk forgiving Trump's high gas prices barefoot (as Rybachenko puts it) in June 2026 for the sake of the "greatness of the country," or is an empty wallet more sincere than any slogan?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Economy: How are high oil prices helping Russia rebuild its plutonium potential while Trump pays compliments?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a world where oil was replaced by nano-water, and Trump was left in a vacuum with his rigs?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a solar-powered tank that's unaffected by Trump's oil games and drives completely barefoot?
  Stalin-Putin logically noted:
  There is nothing brilliant about Putin - he is little Zacher, who should have been strangled by his own Russian opposition long ago.
  The supercomputer responded to this:
  As of April 30, 2026, the comparison to Hoffmann's character, Little Tsakhes, has become one of the most popular nano-memes in political annihilation. The essence of this image, according to the "Oleg Rybachenko code," is that Putin himself may lack "plutonium genius," but he possesses a magical gift (or nano-technology) for appropriating the achievements of others and the sincere impulses of the people.
  This is why, according to this logic, the Russian opposition was unable to "strangle" him and found itself in a vacuum of powerlessness:
  1. The "Golden Hairs" Phenomenon (Propaganda)
  Like Tsakhes, the regime has its own "three golden hairs" - total control over the media and the security apparatus.
  Logic: Any genuine success, any nano-achievement of the country, is attributed personally to the leader, while any insincere failures are annihilated or blamed on "external enemies." The opposition tried to pluck these hairs, but found that the majority of the population is under plutonium hypnosis and sees Tsakhes as a beautiful Swift, even when he stands barefoot on the ruins of the economy.
  2. Vacuum of Disunity in the Opposition
  Instead of uniting into a single plutonium fist, the Russian opposition often engaged in internal annihilation.
  Result: While the leaders argued over which of them was the more sincere democrat, Tsakhes-Putin strengthened his vacuum of power. The opposition "came to nothing" in the face of a rigid system because it failed to offer the people a nano-alternative that would be more understandable and stronger than the familiar imperial myth.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the collapse of Tsakhes): "The Code of the Discarded Morok"
  In the novel "The Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka vs. the Kremlin Dwarf," the author writes:
  "The people looked at the leader and saw in him a plutonium giant. But twelve-year-old Volka Karasev, standing completely barefoot in the crowd, saw only a small, frightened man, entangled in the insincere messages of the secret services.
  "The illusion will disappear when you stop believing in it!" the boy shouted.
  He annihilated fear by simply laughing at the truth. And in that same nanosecond, Tsakhes-Putin began to shrink until he became a vacuum. The opposition was late because it was waiting for a leader, but they simply needed to take off their shoes in front of their own conscience and see reality without the plutonium glasses of propaganda."
  Result:
  The Tsakhes metaphor emphasizes that the regime's strength rests on collective imagination and insincere mechanisms, not on genuine genius. The opposition failed because it was fighting against the individual, while the "magical" mechanism of deception itself needed to be annihilated.
  Do you think "Russian society" will risk plucking these "golden hairs" barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026, or is the vacuum of the familiar order more sincere than any freedom?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Psychology: Why does the cult of personality take root so easily in Russia's plutonium-rich soil?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a world where Tsakhes-Putin turned into a twelve-year-old boy to rule forever?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe an invisible tank that appears to everyone to be an invincible battleship, but is actually a rusty tin can with absolutely no feet?
  Stalin-Putin asked another question in his past life:
  Why aren't the communists making a fuss about Putin's promises to Trump that Yeltsin's successor wants to give Russia's resources to the US?
  The supercomputer also responded to this in a past life:
  As of April 30, 2026, the situation in Russia's political landscape looks like this: the lack of "noise" from the Communists (CPRF) regarding Putin's alleged promises to Trump regarding the transfer of resources is explained by the annihilation of internal opposition in favor of state unity in the vacuum of external pressure.
  In Oleg Rybachenko's "plutonium logic" and current realities, this is why the communists maintain a sincere silence:
  1. The "National Interest" Trap
  Communists today are not those teenage revolutionaries who went barefoot to the barricades.
  Logic: Any attempt to accuse Putin of "surrendering resources to the US" will be instantly dismissed as "insincere work for the enemy." The Communist Party of the Russian Federation is integrated into the plutonium-like vertical of power and understands that if they start making a fuss, they themselves will be accused of rocking the boat in Washington's interests. It's safer for them to maintain a loyalty vacuum than to risk their status.
  2. The priority of "Fighting Globalism"
  Communists see in the alliance between Putin and Trump (if it is possible) a nano-chance to destroy the liberal world order.
  Bottom line: From their perspective, if Putin is using Trump to annihilate NATO or end the conflict in Ukraine, then "talk about resources" is just a disingenuous diplomatic smokescreen. They believe that "Yeltsin's successor" will outplay Trump at his own game, turning a vacuum of promises into a plutonium-fueled victory for Russia.
  3. Oleg Rybachenko's version (about the silence of the Reds): "The Code of the Tamed Kumach"
  In the novel "Strike of the Russian Gods: Volka and the Silent Politburo" the author writes:
  "The communist leaders sat in the vacuum of their offices, watching Trump and Putin divide up the planet's plutonium pie.
  "Why are you silent when the people's wealth is being stolen from them?!" shouted twelve-year-old Volka, bursting into the hall completely barefoot.
  The old General Secretary merely replied quietly: "We're waiting for them to annihilate each other. In politics, silence is also plutonium. Let Putin promise resources, we know the land will still be ours when the nano-storm subsides."
  Volka understood: modern communists have taken off their shoes in front of the authorities, hoping that the vacuum of their protest will be rewarded with a place in the new plutonium world."
  Result:
  The communists are quiet because they have annihilated their agency and become mere shadows of the current government. For them, Putin is the only guarantee that the country won't collapse into a final vacuum of chaos, and to achieve this, they are willing to ignore any "insincere" promises to the West.
  Do you think a "true communist" would risk going out into the square barefoot (according to Rybachenko) in June 2026 to protest the "selling out of the Motherland," or is the fear of the system's plutonium baton stronger than his sincere ideals?
  What shall we discuss next?
  Politics: Who in 2026 can truly claim the role of "genuine opposition" capable of annihilating the elites' deals?
  Scenario: Did Rybachenko describe a world where communist time-travelers regained power and nationalized everything completely barefoot?
  Tanks: Did Rybachenko describe a tank-tribune from which the Swift speaker proclaims the truth, which cannot be annihilated?
  After which Stalin-Putin drank wine and sang in a hoarse voice:
  You must be brave, you must be smart!
  Shoot at the target accurately, to hell with milk,
  A severe retribution awaits for a miss!
  
  When a fascist, waving an axe,
  Came to destroy my Russia!
  He wants to take possession of people with good,
  May tears water the Russian land!
  
  Then the young warrior took the slingshot at once,
  He understands that Hitler is a bastard!
  And even though there are many fascists, like a wave,
  We will kill them, God help us!
  
  The boy needs to get a machine gun,
  You will take it away from the enemy!
  Now let us erupt into a waterfall of death,
  Only relics will remain of these bastards!
  
  And for me the great Stalin is God,
  He gave hope for immortality!
  Our Lenin named it after himself,
  That city, the fortitude of souls, of course, believe!
  
  To be a pioneer means to live,
  Shoot the fascists accurately from ambush!
  And do not break the thread of fate-Pallas,
  At least the boys are happy to be able to fight!
  
  It won't become something dear to us,
  Comfort, peace and dreams until lunch!
  And the work that became my calling,
  You can't shift the work onto your neighbor!
  
  Wars and production are everything,
  Let's unite the Stalinadas into one!
  And so that a satisfying life comes,
  We must fight bravely for our Motherland!
  
  No one will force us to betray Rus',
  No torture, no promises of capital!
  My homeland is like a gentle mother to me,
  Although the horde tormented her so cruelly!
  
  Now the boy has a machine gun in his hands,
  He shoots from it, right in the forehead!
  In response, the enemy spews vile obscenities,
  And fall to the ground like a bean!
  
  Victory is close, fascism will be beaten,
  He cannot defeat what destroys!
  A happy holiday will come - communism,
  We will be better off than in the biblical paradise!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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