January was the coldest season in the Soviet Union. The Urals in the polar region were howling and the entire area was covered with ice and snow. This place was designated as a military restricted area by the KGB. In a valley covered with ice and snow, a thick iron gate of ten meters was opened. Selov, who had walked nearly a hundred kilometers, walked in. Along with him was the current chairman of the National Security Council, his son.

"Warm first, you'll be so annoying along the way." The two of them entered the interior of the mountain through the secret passage they had dug out. The entire New Polar Ural base was not completed until the arrival of the 21st century. In order to keep the KGB hired workers from various socialist countries, the workers did not know where this was. Just as the scientists who installed equipment did not know how the base was built. The workers did not leave the valley until they were completed, and the scientists did not go abroad until they were sent away by the KGB border guards. The local KGB border guards were deceived when they joined the army. This was the East Siberian Mountains.

After expelling the fatigue, Selov said calmly, "Now the leader of the Soviet Union is Comrade Lukashenko. Don't report your affairs to me again. I'm just an old man waiting to die. Learn from your sister, how smart."

"I also hope my father is informed of the latest information!" Boris shrugged and said disapprovingly, "Because of Siberia's development, Moscow has developed a sense of concern, fearing that there are too many foreigners in the area."

"They are afraid that there are too many Chinese people? Wouldn't they investigate it? I know that the population of the entire Manchuria region is declining sharply. The largest group of local towns is middle-aged and elderly people. What should I worry about? Who would like to live in Siberia? Our local residents don't want to live there." Shelov said indifferently, "I just take you to see the cemetery I chose. What a quiet place, and you won't be disturbed."

"Father, you refuse to be buried in the Kremlin. What should I do if General Secretary Lukashenko and Second Secretary Jiuganov do?" Boris felt that this place was not good, and of course his father might have his own considerations.

"How good is I a spy who is qualified to be buried there? I will take you to see the entire base later. I will tell you that this is the entire Soviet Union, and maybe it is the most automated place in the whole world." Shelov narrowed his eyes and said, "The most important thing is that your mother and others are buried here, and I will conduct the last experiment."

"If you are worried? I have one!" Shelov stared at his son with suspicion at all, "If I really die, would you not send me here? Or would you burn me directly?"

"Father doesn't know. Even if I have such an idea, my sister won't agree. The younger brother of the Ministry of Internal Affairs will not agree..." Boris's face was calm under the big brim hat. Boris, who was deeply educated by atheism, disagreed with his father's huge expenses. This matter would not succeed at all. The reason why he did not object was because the funds came in from abroad and did not consume a penny of Soviet finance. Otherwise, the KGB chairman who had an explosive sense of justice would have quit.

"Shurik, what did Voloja teach you, it's better for you to learn from me." Selov, who had been resting, stood up and chuckled, "If it weren't for me, they would have been defeated long ago. Don't learn from them. Your test will come next year after Comrade Lukashenko and Comrade Nazarbayev retire. Whether security system cadres and administrative cadres can cooperate with each other is your problem."

Twenty-five laser tanks are placed in the arsenal of the base, with a megawatt laser cannon facing the only exit. The underground railway runs a mobile nuclear power plant, and all the black technology that can be moved over has been moved over.

"I am very satisfied with this base." Selov, who brought his son to see the world, said with a sense of accomplishment. "When the Seventh General Administration upgrades the ternary computer, this base will be available for trial operation."

An hour later, the two left the base and explored the field in the snow and snow base. Boris couldn't help but ask, "Father, why am I considering the issue after death now? You are in good health."

"Because I'm bored!" The 87-year-old Selov carried two backpacks and looked very tired, "Why would anyone be idle and build such a base? By the way, remember to provide my genes to the institute." This sentence made Boris, who was also not young, tilted his mouth. I heard that Newton was obsessed with alchemy in his later years, and his illiterate father would not have been idle to this point, right? It would be better to work as the General Secretary until his death.

"I will live well!" I must live longer than Go Map, and Selov didn't say this sentence.

He took a helicopter to leave the polar Ural and arrived at the city with the nearest road. The two of them took Audi cars back to Moscow. Audi's predecessor was the German Automobile Alliance. Before World War II, it was Audi's most glorious period, which was much more brilliant than Mercedes-Benz and BMW. However, because Audi and the Third Reich were too deeply involved, they became the target of the Soviet Union's key liquidation. Some engineers also fled to the Federal Republic of Germany, and Audi began to decline.

After the Soviet Union and the United States in the Persian Gulf War, Selov began to help Democratic Germany sue because he knew that Audi would be brilliant in the Chinese market for a long time, and eventually forced the Federal Republic of Germany to surrender and handed Audi over to the Democratic German government. The Audi brand now belongs to the socialist Democratic German government.

Ten years later, Selov sent Little Valia to the polar Urals, and by the way to attend Zipperton's funeral, continuing his career as the Soviet King of Waiting for Operations, and sometimes thinking about life like Hawking.

"You destroy all the information of the polar Urals, and I'll sleep for a while." Selov said tiredly.

The climate of the polar Urals remains unchanged all year round. Finally one day, the ice cubes in one of the rooms were thawed, and Selov, who was lying in the middle, was awakened. After a brief confusion, he said to himself, "Yes, all matter is made of atoms, and of course people can live forever!"

"That's right!" A mechanical synthesizer came, and Selov said without surprise, "Rosa, you are operating well! Is it artificial intelligence now?" Rosa is the name of a ternary computer, which he called out before he fell asleep.

"No, I am still limited by the principle you set. I guess I can't break through this principle." With the synthesized sound, the metal door in front of Selov automatically opened, and the tracked robot brought clothes.

"Thank you!" Selov smiled casually. In order to prevent artificial intelligence from posing a threat to humans, he entered a principle, hoping that Rosa would witness the emergence of communist society.
Chapter completed!