The screen flickered and returned to a standard GDZ website. Maxim’s workbook was still blank, but he didn't need the site anymore. He picked up his pen and began to write about Egypt with such detail that his teacher would later ask if he had been there himself.
Maxim looked at his workbook. He had just read the chapter on Egyptian agriculture. "Wait! Use the formula for the volume of a granary! It’s in my book!" The screen flickered and returned to a standard GDZ website
Suddenly, the screen didn't show a scan of a book anymore. It showed a live video of a dusty, sun-drenched room. A boy in a linen tunic was sitting on a reed mat, struggling to hold a reed pen. He looked exactly like Maxim, just three thousand years older. "Hey!" Maxim gasped. Maxim looked at his workbook
The Egyptian boy looked up, staring directly into the 'camera'—which was Maxim’s webcam. "Are you from the future?" the boy hissed in a language Maxim somehow understood. "Do you have the answers for the tax scrolls? The overseer will beat me if I miscount the grain!" Use the formula for the volume of a granary
He typed the magic words into the search bar: GDZ po istorii 5 klass Goder rabochaia tetrad 1 chast smotret zadanie .
When the boy finally finished his scroll, he waved a sandy hand. "Thanks, friend. You saved me."
"Just one search," Maxim whispered to his cat, Barsik. "I just need to check my answers."