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For hours, Papa Smurf sat in his chair as he stares at Chernov's book, wondering what's inside it. He took a deep breath and opened the book to read the table of contents, "Biology," he read, "Chemistry, Electronics, Geology, what is this smurf?"

Apparently Chernov had organized his book into chapters and sub-chapters. There's 10 chapters with 10 sub-chapters each, they contain topics that Papa Smurf did not understand. He flips through the first few pages and reach the introduction page, it contained Chernov's personal thoughts about daily life in the smurf village.

Chernov claimed that it's too local, because its isolated from the rest of the world. Not much activity and almost no opportunity goes on here, he wrote. He then then goes on to explain about his work, claiming that if the smurfs don't evolve their technologies, they would risk getting obliterated. Not only does he claim it, he points out several facts that backed them up. The introduction ends with a quote, We won't let mankind make us inferior, as we are just as human as them.

"What does he mean?" asked Papa Smurf to himself.

When Papa Smurf reads the first few chapters of the book, he finds that not only does the book contained data from Chernov's experiments but also some political and scientific wisdom to go with them. In one experiment where he's trying to make Aspirin, he explains why he makes it and also wrote down potential side affects. Another where Chernov was making Morphine and voices concerns that the smurfs would become addicted if exposed to much of the stuff.

Papa Smurf flips through a few more pages and was appalled at Chernov's ideals, as they are similar to humans. I would sacrificed several lives just to get something right, he quotes. At least he voices concerns about safety and personal well-being, before finishing them off with black humor. That's when Papa Smurf reads this phrase that is directed to him and Grandpa Smurf:

"Middle-Age and Elderly organisms will have trouble learning new things, therefore, they will be resistant to sudden change and be xenophobic of something new."

The village leader was so numbed by the book that he closes the book, then slammed it on the table before stubbornly sat back down. He criss crossed his arms and stared at the book, his eyes burning from reading information that he cannot translate. "I figured that Chernov had been smurfing something," he thought, "How does Chernov know so much?"

Papa Smurf views the world as a mystical force as Chernov views the world by elements and mathematical formulas, no wonder that the village leader had his doubts on Chernov. He looked out the window and noticed it was dark, how much hours have he spent on reading the book? He decides to go check up on Chernov, to see on how he's doing on his teleporter.

The smurf stood up and leaves his home, the stars shine brightly among the new moon phase. He walks towards Chernov's house and noticed his windows were wide open, he doesn't worry about smurfs climbing through them as he had security bars installed on them. As Papa Smurf looks through an open window, he sees Chernov reading a book amidst a array of electronic communication equipment and an electric lamp.

Papa Smurf steps in front of his door and knocks on it, "Come in," he heard Chernov say, "Papa Smurf."

"How did you know it was me?" asked Papa Smurf as he opens the door, and found himself in a mess of papers, books, and scrap electronics. Not to mention it's warm in there despite the windows wide open.

"I smelled your scent as you approached," said Chernov still reading his book, "I'm fully aware of my surroundings old timer."

"Yes, and your surroundings doesn't seemed to be smurfy today." said Papa Smurf, "I was checking on how you're doing on that teleporter you were smurfing."

"Well, the watermelons failed to reappear," says Chernov, "Don't know where they went, as the teleporter is simply a wormhole generator. Is something on your mind Paps? You seemed concerned."

"At the moment, I'm wondering what is all that equipment you got there."

Chernov closes the book and gives Papa Smurf his full attention, "It's Ham Radio equipment," he explains, "I'm tapping into AM and FM frequencies in the search for other smurf villages."

"Other smurf villages?" asked Papa Smurf.

"Yup, I can't take the thought that we are the only smurf village out there."

"Why you say that?"

"Because... it's simply because that... there must be more smurf villages out there, we can't just be the only one you know. Finding smurf villages is almost next to impossible, it's like Gargamel trying to find our smurf village."

"That seems to be a really tough challenge for you."

"More tougher than any invention or experiment attempt. I wonder what the foreign smurf villages, if any, thinks of us. They could have a culture entirely different from us, they could be a town full of brainys smurfs, smurfettes, lazy smurfs, or even elder smurfs for all I know. They could have a population range lower or higher than 100. Probably they could be nice or mean, we might never even get along with another smurf village once we made contact."

"So what makes you smurf that there could be other smurf villages out there?"

Chernov sighed and said, "I have no opportunity Papa Smurf, I feel trapped here. My work for the smurfs is incredible, but I want to share it with foreign smurfs and not just our own."

"I know there's a chance that there could be other smurf villages," said Papa Smurf, "Like that time Gargamel smashed your chest with a rock, then all those other smurfs that we have never been able to see before..."

"Showed up?" asked Chernov, "I almost forgotten about them..."

Papa Smurf was referring to the smurfs that Chernov's human father, John Reznov, managed to cloned them in a lab using each of the original 100 smurfs. There were perhaps a thousand of them, and they were scattered across the land like roaches. No one has ever heard of them since that day.

"I think my dad claimed that they all died," said Chernov, "I hope he was wrong."

"You don't believe everything your dad tells you?"

"No," said Chernov, "Do you believe everything Grandpa Smurf tells you, as he's your papa smurf?"

Papa Smurf didn't say anything, as he kept his mouth shut.

"Touchy subject?"

"No, I never thought of it at all."

"Grandpa Smurf may have superior knowledge about the world but his knowledge about the universe is little to none, just like everyone else on this planet we call Earth."

"You wanted to have smurflings on your own?"

"Judging on what happened to my mother, I doubt I would have as much as you."

"You still miss her?"

Chernov didn't answer for about a minute, he then looks down before replying, "More than you possibly imagine, if only my father were to save her..."

After a short pause, Chernov redirects his attention to Papa Smurf and asked, "I have the feeling that something bad is going to happen, expect the unexpected for the next few days. Can you feel the impending danger Papa Smurf, or your aging senses are unable to detected it?"

"No."

"I'm going to need to get that teleporter operational tomorrow," says Chernov, "Maybe we'll use it as a way of escape, if Gargamel were to find us."

"Okay goodnight Chernov."

"Night Paps."

As Papa Smurf leaves Chernov's house, he felt a chill running up his spine. He now feels something's wrong, he hopes Chernov isn't right about a potential attack on the village. How fortunate for Papa Smurf could be more wrong, as Chernov always gets his predictions right.

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