The novel by the untimely death of Pavel Minailov - action-packed, grotesque, in some ways, alas, prophetic - was called by Alexander Prokhanov a novel about the “Matrix”, in which our new reality is constructed. The author took it upon himself to look a decade ahead and show what a society focused on money and life success at any cost can turn into. Which of us, depending on our zeal in worshiping the Golden Calf, is destined to become Napoleons and Rothschilds, and which of us is destined to escape the hopeless reality into alcoholic or drug dreams or become raw material for fertilizing the rich fields of the new masters of life.