Chapter 2 Classification

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"Please take a look at these first." The structure manager pointed to the strange components placed next to the wall.

"I've seen it. Is there any special use?" Yi Cha said. He's already checked. These components have simple shapes, no energy exists in them, and it is impossible to see what they can be composed of.

"Do you know where you are now?" the Structure Manager asked an unrelated question.

"Terminal Office."

"Ah, that's right. What if I ask you about your specific location?"

Yi Cha recalled the coordinates of the terminal office and reported them in a universal standard format.

"You're talking about geographical location," the Structure Manager said sternly, "What about organizational location?"

"I seem to be waiting for your explanation." Yi Cha tilted his head and looked at him.

"That's right. It's true."

The structure manager smiled about a hundred square centimeters. "In terms of organizational location, to put it simply, we are under the special office category of the sixth geographical category."

"Is there any analogy?"

"Of course it's completely analogous." The manager nodded slightly, "It's just like the name. Use the map to search for geographical location, enter the corresponding geographical coordinates to search for the destination office.

If what we have is not a map, but a dictionary classified according to organizational functions, you can also search for the terminal office by typing what I just said, right? "

"That's right."

To check and remain calm. "But what you are talking about is the difference in classification. In short, it is a dictionary with different layouts. You can use different classification methods to search for entries. This is very normal and there is nothing difficult to understand.

However, the key issues remain untouched: first, what impact will this have on the facts? I can't see it yet.

First, the last step of the search you mentioned is still based on the concept of 'name'. There will be offices with the same functions in other places, and even if they don't exist now, the possibility cannot be ruled out.

That is, exclusivity.

So far I don't see a section on excluding the possibility of duplication. So this kind of search is both inaccurate and troublesome. "

"No. No. It's not troublesome at all, and it's very accurate," laughed the Structure Manager.

"Great. Please elaborate on your rebuttal."

"Yes, boss." The structure manager straightened his tie. Continue to hold the alarm clock in both hands. "Let me answer the second question first, boss."

Isaac nodded.

Vaguely, he felt the time window passing by him again.

Of course he was listening carefully to every word of the office manager, but the cold and terrifying dark gray fog he saw outside the gate of Shimondigan at that time seemed to be responded to and suddenly popped into his mind.

That thing is terrifying. He can feel it.

The things inside are very terrifying and have nothing to do with life or death, destruction or resurrection. What it brings is not even a certain mood, but a physical queasy feeling.

Even so, he was still determined to give it a try. Fortunately, Aurelu arrived in time and saved the all-or-nothing situation.

He had a guess without evidence.

Just a guess. So he didn't make a big deal about it. It would also be difficult for him to trumpet it - because if the speculation was correct, he would never find the evidence.

But he was quite confident that his guess was correct.

That fog is the "unknown". The kind that lies beneath the abyss of purgatory.

That was the first time he saw the "unknown" form.

unknown.

Something he had been fighting against, fighting without blood, without swords, without fire. He didn't know whether what he saw at that time was its true appearance, or whether it was just a reflection in a fixed field of vision.

A soft, formless mass that looked completely harmless. There is not even a real enemy face, but he can eat demons without spitting out bones.

Why does his soul open up unknown territory?

If he were really the prying devil, the all-seeing eye, this response would be laughable.

"Second question. As long as there is the lowest level of standard composition, the name is not necessary. I believe you know."

The Structure Manager's voice pulled back to check his thoughts.

"Let's use the geographical location as a comparison. The coordinates of the geographical location do not need names." The manager raised his hands like rough wood carvings and gestured. "Because there is direction as a measurement, right boss? Or you can use basic components as a measurement."

"Basic building blocks." Icha captured the word. "Are you talking about spoon theory?"

"What is Spoon Theory?"

"It's almost like using the basic elements to indicate structure. Things are made up of spoons of different sizes. A kind of structural theory."

"Hmm...I don't know."

"It doesn't matter." Yi Cha waved his hand, "Maybe you don't need to know at all. For you, these theories may still be cumbersome.

Your answer is correct. Just fix the standard. This solves the precise problem. However, standards require measurement and do not solve the problem of duplication. "

"Measurement is not a problem." the manager said seriously.

to check him out. "I see...you can see it."

"Yes," the Structure Manager said flatly, showing no trace of racial pride. "As for the repeated questions, I will introduce them later. Now please let me answer your first question - ah, yes. By the way, I use difficulty ranking."

"OK."

Respecting the priorities of others is one of the basic prerequisites for pandimensional communication. To understand naturally.

"The first question is 'the impact of this classification on the facts'. Right? That's a one-sentence answer, boss."

The manager bowed his head obediently, his tone respectful and firm. "Classification methods do change the facts. When classified using different classification methods, the facts obtained are not the same."

“I thought there were facts first and then there were classifications.”

“The idea itself is a taxonomy.”

"Yeah?"

Yi Cha glanced at the square-headed manager. What this structure said goes to the core of many arguments.

Facts, of course, exist independently of observation and classification.

For now, he has no doubts about that. This is also the consensus reached by a large number of scholars. It’s not even an exaggeration to call this idea “common sense.”

Structure managers say the opposite. In fact, it is not new. It is generally believed that this is a kind of psychological illusion theory, which is slightly outdated. Similar academic debates once existed, but now the dust has settled.

Almost as soon as Yi Cha understood what the manager meant, several mature and rigorous rebuttals came to mind.

But he didn't want to refute at the moment.

"Go on," he said.

"What did you say?" The manager blinked his rectangular eyes, as if he didn't understand what he said.

"Like...why? Why can taxonomies influence facts?"

"Because it's true."

"Why is this true?" Yi Cha laughed, "Records, clues, inferences, even if it is just a guess, there must be some basis for it."

"I'm sorry, boss. So that's what you meant." The structure manager suddenly realized.

He adjusted his diamond-shaped tie and said seriously: "Because this is the rule."

The structure floated forward, then turned around and pressed the alarm clock in his hand.