Chapter 30 Chapter Twenty-nine

Sasha wrote in a recent bulletin: Russian English Bulletin No. 8 Topic: Gay To our American guests: Frankly, man, I can't remember the last time I used that word.To any Russian of the 21st century, it has long been cast aside along with the battleship Potemkin - reminiscent of cloth caps and red flags, and confrontation on the steps of train carriages The workers tirade Vladimir Ilyich. It has faded or drifted away since the ego was a child—you pick your own words. I'm happy to give you an explanation. Comrade Kovalev Floyd giggled when he read the notice, and Vasily Olov, who was floating from the lounge/lookout to the bridge, laughed too.

"It astonishes me, comrade, that Sasha has time for anything other than engineering physics. He's always quoting poems or plays I know nothing about, and his English is better than, well, Walter's." Be nice." "Sasha was—what should I say—the black sheep of the family because of his love of science. His father was the new An English professor in Siberia. At home, he speaks Russian from Monday to Wednesday, and English from Thursday to Saturday.” "And what about Sunday?" "Oh, French and German, on a weekly basis." "Now I understand what you mean by rough, and it's just right for me. Does Sasha feel guilty about his... betrayal? How can he be an engineer with a family background like that?"

"In Novosibirsk, you can quickly tell who is a serf and who is a nobleman. Sasha is an ambitious young man with a lot of talent." "Same as you, Vasily." "'You too, Brute!' (Original "Ettu, Brute!") is a Latin phrase, said to be Caesar's last words when he was assassinated. Shakespeare's "Julius Caesar" quoted this phrase. ——Re Scholar's Note) You see, I can quote Shakespeare adroitly too—My God!—what's that?" Unlucky for Floyd, he was floating in the air with his back to the viewing window, unable to see anything.Seconds passed, and when he turned around, Big Brother was still looking the same—slicing Jupiter's massive disk in half—a view that hadn't changed since their arrival.

But for Vasily, that moment will never be forgotten, the completely unbelievable transformation of the square silhouette of the "big brother".It was like suddenly opening a window to another universe. This scene lasted for less than a second, until he couldn't help but close his eyes.The region he had seen was filled not with stars but with innumerable suns, like the crowded center of some galaxy, or the core of a globular cluster.For a moment, Vasily Olov lost forever his tribute to Earth's sky.From then on it became intolerably empty, and even majestic Orion and radiant Scorpio were but faint sparks not worth noticing, nothing compared to that glimpse.

When he mustered up the courage to open his eyes again, everything was gone.No - not quite gone.In the center of the ebony black rectangle, a small dim star was still shining. But a star will not have visible movement.Olof blinked again, squeezing the tears away.Yes, it was moving, it was not his whim. Is it a shooting star?It was a sign that the chief scientist, Vasily Olov, was suffering from excessive shock, because it took him a few seconds to remember that meteors cannot appear in the vacuum of space. Suddenly, it turned into a blurred trail of light, and quickly disappeared beyond the edge of Jupiter in the distance.Only then did Vasily regain his sanity and become a calm and calm observer again.

He had made a timely and accurate estimate of the object's orbit.There is no doubt that it flew directly to the earth.