In the footsteps of Alice. Grishaeva M.

I am an ordinary average genius... how can this be? This is a thirty -third century, baby, everything is possible here! And once I invented something... no, not a great weapon that can destroy half of the universe. And not psychotropes that allow you to subordinate everything around. Just an artificial mind. True, a little... perfect. Now everyone wants me - from the military to powerful corporations, and I only remains to hide from annoying attention of both the first and the latter.

And the most reliable way to do this is to take hostage the ship of his idol, a former admiral, and go to plow space in search of adventure.