Advanced Beings and aВ Fork inВ theВ Road ofВ Evolution
Fidess
The first book in the Advanced beings series unveils a unique story. The story that will let you look at the things you are used to, the inviolable truths from a completely new and unexpected perspective. The boundaries between the reality and fiction are somewhat blurred in the narrative, so you will have to define them for yourself.Disclaimer: This book may transform your understanding of the world forever.
Advanced Beings and aВ Fork inВ theВ Road ofВ Evolution
Fidess
Editor Anna Feliksova
Proofreader Sergey Kim
Illustrator Xenon
Cover Designer Maria Bangert
© Fidess, 2021
ISBNВ 978-5-0055-0004-5
Created with Ridero smart publishing system
The first book inВ the Advanced beings series unveils aВ unique story. The story that will let you look at the things you are used to, the inviolable truths from aВ completely new and unexpected perspective. The boundaries between the reality and fiction are somewhat blurred inВ the narrative, so you will have toВ define them for yourself.
Disclaimer: This book may transform your understanding ofВ the world forever.
During the creation ofВ this book, the predominance ofВ the higher vibrations over the low ones inВ the narrative was provided for and ensured, as indicated byВ the V+ marking on the book cover. InВ other words, the author took care that the events described inВ the book trigger the feelings within the spectrum ofВ positive emotions inВ its readers.
PartВ I. An Accidental Finding
High up inВ the snow-capped Alps, aВ cozy restaurant was filled with live music: AВ jazz band was enthusiastically playing Christmas songs inВ the soft light ofВ vintage chandeliers. The small wooden building was situated within the territory ofВ aВ luxury hotel boasting magnificent mountain slopes that are favored byВ wealthy skiers from all over the world and breathtaking views.
The restaurant was full, which was not uncommon for the Christmas and New Year season, the time ofВ great hopes and faith inВ aВ better future. Lively conversations and lots ofВ laughter could be heard at every table, so the room was filled with chaotic noise that was not unlike an orchestra rehearsal for aВ concert and was occasionally interrupted byВ aВ long delicate solo ofВ clinking crystal glasses.
Outside the enormous picture windows surrounding the guests ofВ the restaurant who were absorbed inВ the vibrant restaurant atmosphere, large snowflakes were dancing slowly inВ theВ air.
The snow covered the land inВ aВ fluffy blanket, sparkling like millions ofВ tiny diamonds inВ the streetlight, and wrapped the fir trees inВ radiant white coats, getting the size just right for each ofВ them. All this snowy bliss gave unspeakable joy toВ both children and adults spending their time outside.
Although it was getting late, there were still lots ofВ people. Enchanted byВ the magic ofВ the white winter, they kept running and jumping around, having fun, dressed inВ their cozy warm overalls and hats. Over here, right byВ the restaurant, children were diligently building aВ man-sized snowman. AВ little further away, joyous cries resounded inВ the air. AВ snowball fight was inВ full swing. Snow angel imprints were seen on the snow here and there. And ofВ course, there was aВ constant flow ofВ local mountain pilgrims. Tired but satisfied, these skiers saw it as their duty toВ devote aВ few hours aВ day toВ the ski slopes. The shepherd dog ofВ the hotel owner, extremely social and acquainted with all the guests, was barking loudly and running around inВ circles as if it was not sure who it should play with. The atmosphere ofВ the place was fantastic.
Surrounded byВ this amazing panorama behind the restaurant windows (the one you could contemplate eternally), aВ small group ofВ men was sitting inВ comfortable armchairs at one ofВ the tables located byВ the invitingly crackling fireplace. The men had various foreign accents.
They had the most ordinary looks; however, the content ofВ their conversation was quite exceptional. No one could ever guess, even inВ their wildest dreams, who these people were and why their meeting that looked like aВ routine for them was far from being aВ usual business from the point ofВ view ofВ the rest ofВ the humankind.
В«What aВ wonderful winter, with all this snow,В» aВ short stocky man with dark glasses said, looking through the windows and enjoying the view. В«We have met here so many times and the local mountain scenery still getsВ me.В»
В«The peace, incredible landscapes, great food,В» one ofВ his companions chimed in. В«All that one can wish for.В»
«The Alps, that’s love,» another man at the table said.
«Alright, enough with lyrical digressions. We have gathered here again in good health, which means it’s time to review the preliminary pragmatic annual results,» the man with the glasses said in a calm confident voice. No one knew his real name, they all called him «Boss».
В«Right, Boss. As for the implementation ofВ the experiment, as we can see, it all turned out even better than we expected. And, therefore, the profit exceeded our grandest expectations. We are speaking ofВ trillions.В»
В«Very good! IВ was impressed with the report on the deposit redistribution, these new trillion-strong commitments from the governments are beyond all praise. Brilliant!В»
В«The stock manipulations worked perfectly.В»
В«Great job!В» Boss was really pleased and so were his companions.
В«Your fish, sir,В» aВ waiter brought over aВ plate with aВ steaming grilled fish fillet garnished with thin green asparagus spears and aВ slice ofВ sour lemon and put it carefully on the table inВ front ofВ Boss.
Boss drizzled the hot fish with aВ fair amount ofВ lemon juice and began toВ cut off appetizing light-pink pieces ofВ the fish, the fork inВ his left hand and the knife inВ his right, eating with zest and using his fork nimbly.
Meanwhile, other waiters brought over various delicious dishes to all Boss’s companions, and the life seemed even sweeter than ever.
В«The poor get poorer and the rich get richer. This social gap will never cease toВ exist,В» Boss said, elevating his fork with aВ bit ofВ the freshly-cooked juicy fish on the top ofВ it towards the ceiling. В«Even if all the money was divided equally amongst the world population, it would be back toВ square one after aВ while: The big money would be back inВ the hands ofВ the same people. However, the best is yet toВ come.В» Boss paused, savoring the great taste ofВ the dish, and gave his companions aВ look, with an air ofВ mystery around him. В«Scientists say that the Earth has been spinning around its axis faster lately. Does any ofВ you have aВ faint idea ofВ what it means?!В» Boss peered at the men sharply, as if he was trying toВ read inВ their faces whether they understood the gravity ofВ the situation.
«The energy’s intensifying! It means that the gap between people will increase even more dramatically: The hard lives of some people will get even worse, while the nice lives of others will get better; there will be growing awareness of the world order among some people, while the rest of them will be drowned in incomprehension. In other words, the contrasts will be expressed like never before.»
В«Well, these are great and remarkable days we are living. AВ new age unlike anything we have ever seen,В» one ofВ the companions said.
«There’s one more thing. In addition to the two opposing groups of people I have already mentioned, there is a third one.»
В«AВ third one? The wavering ones?В»
В«Exactly! Those who are kind ofВ standing at aВ fork inВ the road but will inevitably join the ranks ofВ the first or second group. There is currently aВ battle underway for this third group ofВ people, mainly through the swamping ofВ the public sources with various kinds ofВ information. But the forces are unequal. The truly valuable information, or, rather tiny nuggets ofВ it, is blended into the sea ofВ delusions, rigmaroles, nonsense, and outright harmful pieces ofВ content. Plus, then there are not the most progressive traditions ofВ elder generations. And here you are, sucked into the swamp you will never be able toВ get outВ of.В»
В«Those seeking the right way have aВ greater chance ofВ joining the back seat group.В»
«I’d say they have every chance,» after a brief silence, Boss heaved a deep sigh, took a small book out of his bag, and put it on the table. «I’ve engaged in some creative work lately. I want to write a book series, literary works, you know. Why not? I want to try something new, discover new facets of my personality.
But what can I write about? It should be something I know well…» he cast a meaningful glance at the men at the table. «I present to you the first book. It’s my copy. I’m not sure yet if I should publish it.»
«That’s great!» all the men at the table exclaimed. «You have decided to contribute to the development of society in the end, haven’t you? To try and help those who are stumbling through the darkness find the right path?»
«Well, again, my book is a drop in the ocean. Even if it or other books do get published, they won’t be able to alter the general course. People will take them as pure fiction.»
В«Which they are not!В»
В«We are the only ones who know it,В» Boss resettled his glasses on his nose.
A short pause was followed by the talking of the Boss’s companions over each other:
В«Creative work is admirable!В» the companions flipped through the book inВ turns. В«You should definitely publishВ it!В»
Meanwhile, the waiters took the empty plates away.
В«Bring us some green tea,В» Boss said toВ one ofВ the waiters casually. В«That beautiful tea, the one that unfurls into aВ big flower. And would you kindly add some hot water toВ the teapot each time we finish the tea?В»
В«Coming right up, sir,В» the waiter made aВ politeВ bow.
AВ moment later, small elegant cups and saucers as well as two glass teapots appeared on the wooden table. Each teapot had aВ little bundle ofВ tea leaves inside that were slowly opening and В«bloomingВ» into big flowers ofВ incredible beauty: One was white, the other wasВ red.
It was fascinating! The tea was served with two cake stands featuring devastatingly delicious and beautiful fine pastry.
When the men got toВ dessert, the music faded away: The musicians left. It was almost eleven, the time when the restaurant closed, and the only guests left at the restaurant were the same group ofВ men. The staff ofВ the restaurant seemed toВ know them well and let them stay late. Needless toВ say, all the restaurant workers who had toВ stay were lavishly rewarded for such aВ long shift.
As the men were animatedly discussing something while enjoying the wonderful pastry and drinking the tea with aВ subtle, delicate flavor, some ofВ the bored waiters and the owner ofВ the restaurant went quiet, hoping toВ hear at least something ofВ what the mysterious guests were talking about over the monotonous crackling ofВ fire.
It was the middle ofВ the night when, satisfied and aВ little sleepy, the men decided toВ leave. They left aВ rather generous tip and headed for the expensive cars that reflected the lights ofВ the street lamps with their shiny curves. The drivers had already been waiting for the men. After long hours inВ the restaurant, it was especially nice toВ breathe inВ the crisp and crystal-clear air ofВ the Alps.
The men got into their cars with spacious interiors without further ado, and the cars drove them away into the dark ofВ night, slowly and gently, as if knowing the special value ofВ their passengers. Only tire tracks remained inВ the squeaky snow but soon aВ blizzard hid them.
And inВ the meantime, the waiters inВ the cozy restaurant were hastily clearing the table which was so recently occupied byВ the generous men, hurrying home toВ get at least some rest and sleep.
When one ofВ the waiters finally came toВ get aВ wipe down on the table, he suddenly stepped on something. The young man stepped back, bent down, and saw aВ book lying on the floor. There was not aВ single word on the dark-green leather binding. The waiter flipped through some pages but they turned out toВ be empty. Frustrated, he put his finding on one ofВ the armchairs and took the cloth again but suddenly noticed the gold lettering glistening on the book cover: В«Advanced beings and aВ Fork inВ the Road ofВ EvolutionВ». He opened the book again inВ disbelief: All the pages were covered with text.
«It seems I should have some rest,» the young man thought with a shake of his head. «The book though seems interesting, I’ve never heard of it,» he fiddled with it pensively. «I have just been thinking about reading something new and unusual, and here it is, getting right into my hands. Of course, I will give it back later… However, I’d better see if I can find anything about it. It’s so intriguing to learn what such serious gentlemen read,» the waiter put the book into his pocket, took out his phone, and began to slide his fingers across the phone screen routinely but, surprisingly enough, without success. «The book doesn’t seem to exist.
Curious. Maybe it hasn’t been published yet?» the thought struck the young man. «Then I will quickly read it tonight and report the find tomorrow. Nothing bad will happen. Right, that’s what I am going to do.»
«Hey, Adam! What’s taking you so long? We are leaving,» his colleagues, wrapped up in warm winter clothes, were already heading towards the exit. «There’s going to be a boxing competition tonight, the transmission is about to start!»
«Okay, okay, I’m coming,» Adam shouted back and rushed to the dressing room.
«It’s either sleeping or watching box live. I bet Adam will choose the second option, so don’t expect him to get here on time tomorrow,» one of the waiters concluded.
When Adam, tired but satisfied, finally got home, into bed, he first looked around for some reason, listened to the silence but neither saw nor heard anything suspicious. Only then he got his today’s trophy out of the nightstand drawer where he had thoughtfully hidden it upon returning home. The book was yet unpublished but it definitely contained some valuable information, since it had had the attention of the great and the good.
The young man turned on the lamp over his head, switching the rest ofВ the lights off, made himself comfortable, placed aВ pillow behind his back, pulled aВ soft cozy blanket over his chest, and heaved aВ deep sigh, as if preparing himself for aВ possible shock.
With the increased interest, he carefully opened the book. Of course, he was very tired but you don’t lay your hands on something like this every day. That was a million-to-one chance and he had to give it back tomorrow. Adam was looking forward to learning something jaw-dropping and he was somehow sure that his expectations will be justified.
В«Chapter One. The Curious Incident,В» Adam only had aВ chance toВ read the title ofВ the chapter when aВ cat suddenly jumped onto hisВ bed.
