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The weather is gradually warming up, and the harsh winter has passed.
However, the real cold is only just beginning to descend upon this land.
As time goes by, the people of Russia and Ukraine are gradually waking up from the joy of embracing freedom and returning to their daily lives filled with trivial matters such as firewood, rice, oil, salt, potatoes, bread, and vodka.
The red flag that was lowered at the Kremlin not long ago has not brought too many changes to people's daily lives. The state-owned enterprise securities allocated to each citizen by the "Five Hundred Day Plan" only brought an illusory increase in book wealth. Grain is still becoming increasingly scarce, and light industrial products are also in increasing shortage.
Based on the new policies of Russian President Yeltsin, the vast majority of laboratories, research institutes, and academies of sciences have entered an indefinite state of closure. Even projects such as mathematical research have been completely stalled.
The increasingly severe government finances of Russia, Ukraine, and other countries cannot even afford to pay the salaries of some military personnel, let alone take care of these researchers who cannot create direct benefits. Few are willing and able to continue to stick to their posts and protect those valuable data materials.
Of course, they are only existing as archivists.
In addition to punching in on time every morning and inspecting all the laboratories according to decades of habit to ensure that no homeless people sneak in to make trouble, or that no desperate unemployed people come in to steal, there is no other work.
After get off work, these researchers who were once regarded as treasures by the state, like the vast majority of people in the city, flock to the seemingly endless bakeries and department stores, waving their elbows to squeeze to the front to buy bread and daily necessities whose price tags are changing every day.
Free trade is like a poison wrapped in sugar, rapidly spreading across this land.
People curse the black-hearted shop owners while constantly taking out more rubles from their pockets to buy what they want at high prices. Fortunately, the savings left by the red bear are still considerable. With various economic stimulus policies that quench thirst with poison, the situation has not completely deteriorated for the time being.
Whether it is the newborn speculators or those who want to protect the past, they can still maintain a delicate balance in the embers.
However, many times…
Personal efforts alone are too helpless in the face of the tide of the great era.
Those newly capitalist countries that emerged from the shell of the former Soviet Union are more eager than any Western country to quickly devour the bear meat that has long been placed on the table. Winter has arrived.
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Russia, Budker Institute of Nuclear Physics.
As the deputy director of the institute, Mr. Alexei's daily routine is no different.
Run to the institute at seven o'clock every morning, count the names of the personnel who are still staying in the institute, occasionally hold a small meeting, and arrange how to restart all the processes as soon as possible when the country prepares to restart the institute's project.
In the afternoon, he locks all the archives according to the standard operating procedures of the Soviet Institute, or goes to the bakery or department store to see if he can bring back something good for his family after work.
The only difference may be that recently, an employee of a foreign company from Austria has been surrounding him, taking the initiative to help him seize favorable terrain in bakeries and department stores, clean up one or two homeless people who want to rush into the institute to sell instruments and computers, or help him repair the outer wall of the institute that was damaged in the middle of the night…
Most importantly, he can help Alexei cover for his family, pretending that the institute is still operating normally…
Of course, it would be better if this Austrian who claims to be his old friend could be a little more normal in his mind.
"Mr. Frank, I am just an ordinary researcher. If there is anything you need my help with, please just ask. In the current situation, even if it is a slightly excessive request... Sigh..."
Alexei took the long loaf of bread from the man, his face full of embarrassment. He hesitated and said.
There is no such thing as unprovoked goodwill in the world. Having risen step by step to the position of deputy director of the Budker Institute of Nuclear Physics, Alexei is not the kind of crazy scientist who does not understand human relationships. He is well aware that the other party must have some kind of attempt on him.
Decades ago, he would naturally have reported this insidious "foreign spy" to the police system without hesitation. However, with the fall of the red flag, so-called secrecy and counter-espionage have long become a joke—Americans and British have become honored guests of government officials and business executives in various countries, and the military is selling weapons and equipment cheaply to exchange for daily necessities.
Even Alexei, who once firmly believed that he would not compromise, has unconsciously gradually succumbed to reality. In order to maintain the valuable research results from being wiped out, and in order to maintain the daily expenses of his family, he silently accepted the help of this Austrian who appeared around him, but still held on to the last line in the depths of his heart.
Although... he doesn't know where the meaning of doing this lies...
"Really? Have you really thought about it?"
Hearing Alexei's words, the young man named Frank did not show any joy on his face. Instead, he showed a slightly tired expression, looking at the Russian middle-aged man beside him with a hint of expectation, and sighed softly.
Immediately afterwards, Alexei felt his vision blur slightly.
He vaguely heard the voice of the young man, still the same answer that he had heard countless times these days.

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