The hero of the narrative—an absurdly named Bezukladnikov—was struck by electricity, but he survived, acquiring a mad ability to get answers to any questions he chooses to ask. He became a man who knows everything.
Bezukladnikov knows everything before it happens, and, with a bored grimace, lets superagents hack each other to bits, easily slipping into his space of existence. Because he realized he has the right to a personal, unaccountable, fully autonomous inner space—and therefore doesn’t have to share his gift with humankind, no matter how valuable it might be, and doesn’t have to try to save the world for his own personal benefit. That’s the kind of harmless modern egoist—an impassable nerd—Bezukladnikov.