It made an attempt to eliminate real Sahaydachnyi on the road between Obuhiv and Kaharlyk, but missed the mark because of strong space-time anomalies. The shot led to elimination of Yuri Gagarin itself. In Kaharlyk Olexander meets Olena, a 50-year-old woman. He thinks that she is his missed wife and her age is explained by time anomalies of the town. Olena tells that she was searching for her husband too, but says that Olexander is not like him. Though Olena agrees to consider Olexander as her husband, because she is not sure due to her weak memory. Birgir suggests Sahaydachnyi to go abroad at least, but he refuses, because wants to put Ukraine in order. He is going to write a novel about his adventures. Suddenly on the edge of the town he notices inscription on the wall “Kontraktova Square 12 Olena”. It is a place in Kyiv so it gives him hope that real Olena could wait for him in Kyiv and Olexander sets out there again. Andrey Kurkov "Book discoveries-2014 of the famous book lovers" Chytomo  "Oleh Shynkarenko's novel "Kaharlyk" is assembled from many of one-hundred-words units and best of all suited to my understanding of the hologram-novel, a novel that consists of artfully carved puzzles which a reader has to collect in a complete picture of a fictional life invented by the author. However, that invented life has coincided largely with the new reality that came to Ukraine late last year. But real Ukrainian life approaching to the novel "Kagarlyk" is not decisive for me in evaluating this wonderful and talented work". Mykhaylo Brynych "Just a little and there will be Kaharlyk" Litaccent  "The novel despite its small size is stuffed with many interesting ideas and their combination even pretends to absolute originality..." "They grow potatoe at the Independence Square in Kyiv, ruins of "Achan" supermarket are bequeathed as a legacy like a patrimonial castle, several insane contenders to the Kyiv mayor position are trying to shoot down each others".  "in details, concerning Russian-Ukrainian war, to say the author makes an impression of well trained Baba Vanga is putting it mildly. One would like to spit long and exhausting over his left shoulder (as a token from hex) when he runs across predictions which during the last months became a part of our history".