Chapter 184: How Can I Save My Country?

Valery Lemontov's eyes widened in shock.

So that's how it is!

Things could actually be this simple! The shadow that had always clouded his heart seemed to have dissipated.

In his work, where right and wrong, black and white, loyalty and betrayal were all muddled, he always felt a strong sense of tearing apart.

What exactly am I being loyal to? Are the things I am doing truly helping my country?

They always talk about fighting.

But what exactly am I fighting against? The technological data obtained at the risk of life and limb, in the end, only served as better bargaining chips for some high official's company.

The so-called "traitors" that I personally executed were merely sacrificial pawns in power struggles.

My family toils hard, yet can't afford a single meal with meat, while those officials live like capitalists, owning countless assets without working.

The fiery red faith I forged in the flames of battle is so out of place in this world.

I used to think that one of these must be wrong.

But Murphy told me, no, you've just oversimplified a complex issue.

The world is not wrong, and neither is your faith.

It's because the world is not a monolith; it operates under new rules while still being dominated by old forces.

What conflicts with your faith is not your own country, not the party, not even the KGB, but those within it who, despite no longer being comrades, still masquerade as such, sucking the blood of others while relying on their power and status.

Suddenly, everything became clear, friends and foes alike.

Valery felt invigorated.

But then, he was seized by a new fear.

"Is this Murphy's brainwashing technique? Is this the will-changing magic he spoke of?"

"Nonsense magic!" Murphy, reading these thoughts, laughed, "Don't you even trust your own faith?"

"Maybe what I think now is just what you want me to think," Valery said.

But he didn't dwell on this question.

The point was, his thoughts were indeed clear now.

But the question arose, "Why are you telling me all this?"

Why... I can't just say I also come from a land of red...

Murphy thought for a moment, "Do you want the people of the Soviet Union to live a good life?"

"What do you want to do?" Valery became wary again.

"My goal has always been the same. The study of magic needs a bigger stage. The magic research institute is too cramped and narrow. I want to gradually bring it out from behind the scenes. This requires strong social support, at least the backing of a country."

Valery frowned even more, "You're British."

"The Brits won't do," Murphy admitted without hesitation, "Their military force is inadequate. They can't defeat others, and eventually, good things will be taken away."

"Isn't that considered treason?"

"I've already said, this wealth belongs to all of humanity."

"But you're afraid of it being taken away..."

"If the Americans take it, they won't share it with all of humanity."

"Alright." Valery was persuaded.

"But I still don't understand what you want me to do."

"It's not about what I want you to do," Murphy said, "It's about, if you love your country, it's time to do something for it."

"What do you mean?"

Murphy raised his wand, "Let me show you directly, it will be clearer. Memory Copy!"

This was a spell he created himself, combining Full Recall and Copy Spell, capable of copying a segment of memory or knowledge to transmit to another person. It could be used to copy others' memories for oneself or one's own memories for others.

He originally studied Memory Copy to better absorb more knowledge. But after brain enhancement, with his learning ability, he could easily master most knowledge. If he needed specific and profound professional experience, he only needed to read the relevant memories from others' minds, making the copying step somewhat redundant.

Therefore, the use of Memory Copy had largely become a channel for him to output memories, like implanting false memories into Albert Lenkorn, whose memories had been cleaned.

Now, he was transmitting his knowledge about the future dissolution of the Soviet Union and its consequences to Valery.

"As part of the reform and rebuilding plan, society has gained true freedom."

"..."

"The collapse of the Soviet Union is the worst geopolitical disaster of the 20th century. For the Russian people, it is a true tragedy."

"... Exhausted by political and socio-economic upheaval, drastic changes, and radical reforms... society on the brink of collapse, economically, politically, psychologically, and spiritually..."

"Forgive us, Father. We lost our country to a bunch of traitors and sellouts."

...

Valery was in tears. He saw countless people displaced, starving, and cold. He saw his great country fall apart, becoming a tragedy and a laughing stock.

He saw vultures feasting on the giant's flesh, growing fat and greedy. They stole the wealth that should belong to the people and even snatched the last piece of bread from their hands.

He saw the people of the Soviet Union struggle for ten or twenty years, still unable to reclaim their former glory.

He saw that for over thirty years into the future, they were still being bullied and suppressed, without the means to fight back.

"The red flag fell, and the Soviet Union disintegrated."

To people far away, it was just unbelievable news, but for the people of the Soviet Union, it was a crushing fate.

"This is the future," Murphy said, "And in just a few months, it will become a harsh reality."

Valery looked at the absurd yet incredibly real future images in his mind, "What can I do? How can I save my country?"

"The collapse of the Soviet Union is an extremely complex issue. The economy is overburdened, internal corruption in the political system, severe nationalistic divisions, and more fundamentally, the bourgeoisie's rights have not been addressed... none of these can be resolved quickly. Saving this vast country requires long-term reform and recovery."

"But, for now, the most important thing might be to give it a few strong stimulants to keep it alive."

In fact, it was already late. Driven by the great trend, even the strongest stimulants might just hasten the end.

But, it's always better to try than to watch idly as it self-destructs, right?

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