"Boy, approach my position this instant!" Said a gruff old man in fury, shouting to a young scholar with black books in his hands. That old man was his boss.

"What is it, sir?" John Wilkins, as this young boy was known, stood in front of his boss - Vladimir Highstrung. This boy was of blond hair and puny growth, but with a big brain. A brilliant young man, John was. Vladimir was a famous, rich, and importantly - a most pompous industrialist.
"Your task was to sort all books in my lib...