581 Lifting the Bronze Ring Door (Part 2)

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Almost every resident who lives in the Endless City has thought about the same question, which is about the total number of houses. Of course, the house number is unlimited, so the number of residents is also unlimited, and there will never be low-level mistakes. For example, two different houses will never have the same house number, and there will never be one that cannot be changed in any way. Precisely described house number. This way, people would be able to visit friends by remembering their house numbers, without anyone being trapped in the house forever or losing their way home. Everyone has a unique home.

However, that does not mean that all numbers are house numbers. Everyone knows that the largest house number, sixteen to the sixteenth power in decimal system, is the location of the House of Ethics. There's also room zero, which is often called the computing center.

There is no way to determine what is the closest house number to either house. No matter how precise the subdivision is, one can always find households closer to zero. And if a number greater than sixteen to the power of sixteen is taken, one will cross the street and arrive at the house where the remainder is. Yes, the city of the end is infinite, but infinite does not mean boundless.

House of Ethics. This name is often misleading. Even those who have been freshmen for a long time can make mistakes due to neglect of learning. In short, it manages everything outside the house. Streets and squares, and maybe things other than zero and sixteen to the sixteenth power. Those who live in the city cannot tell clearly, and there is no need to tell. The universe has indeed ended. Apart from this city, no other history exists.

There will also be some troubles to deal with in the city. It should be said that there are endless troubles. Even if only one out of every 100 million people gets into trouble, the ultimate effect is infinite trouble. However, the Ethical House handles these issues well. It is a device with an excellent algorithm that accurately recruits and assigns people using a set of rules, so it has an infinite number of employees at any time. For example, on this day, all people whose second decimal place is five are on duty, and there is an algorithm that guides them to maintain order in which square.

No one can count the number of squares either. There is no need to count, because the integer part of all squares is three hundred. As long as people think about going to No. 300 and crossing a street, they will reach the square that is closest to being full. It may be Square 300 Point 1, or it may be Square 300 Point 7148.

This of course causes some unpleasantness. For example, if residents want to go to the square with friends, they'd better make an appointment at someone's home and then set out together. Or they could try to designate a square, but run the risk that the square happens to be full. That was a real hassle, but luckily it only took two streets at most.

There are two popular stories related to the square recently. One was related to cultural events. At a time when the ascetic misery was in vogue, some experimented with what was once called partnership. They share their thoughts and fun, or try to have fun with each other, and even live in the same house. This kind of retro activity has also begun to gain popularity with the support of Ethical House. People will frequently meet strangers through the square, or leave their own information on the screen in the square, so that people with similar hobbies can find their own house. . This type of exercise is also said to prevent travel sickness, but not everyone understands this. Wei, a freshman living in House No. 3, has never understood the fun of this matter. He couldn't tell the difference between this new trend and his friends, and he didn't like having friends in his house. It's okay to come and play, but sometimes he needs to be alone with Vibi quietly.

Regardless, popularity comes in waves. Come and go, don't worry about any long-term effects. In comparison, another incident that happened in the square was even more shocking and disturbing. A riot. From Lunla who lives in House No. 3050. She is a person with a lively and cheerful personality and happens to live in an integer house. That doesn't mean she has more power or abilities than others, but it does mean that a house with an integer number is easier to find. Newcomers will randomly run around on the street, muttering some numbers unconsciously. Integers are the first to learn and the easiest to think of. The data supports this view, as Ethical House has publicly acknowledged that Houses 3 and 7 are the residents most frequently visited by strangers.

No. 3050 Lunla is also a person who makes many friends. Unfortunately, the lively and harmonious interpersonal relationship failed to bring her long-term health, and instead seemed to prompt her to develop some serious paranoia. She publicly promoted some bizarre claims in the square, believing that the final infinite city was not the real last city. History is not over. The future has not stood still either. She shouted over everyone in her angry, booming voice, denouncing that the place was actually a prison. A seemingly infinite prison. The House of Ethics is full of lies.

These are bizarre and absurd remarks, but people are not particularly surprised, because this is also one of the inevitable scenery brought by unlimited population. Some people laughed at her words; some jeered loudly and came forward to debate; and a smaller number of people seemed not to care, but they quietly listened to some of Lunla's arguments. That's not against the rules, because the House of Ethics doesn't care what you think. There are no restrictions on speech in public as long as it does not harm others. As for after returning home, that depends on what Jinling Q&A thinks.

Generally speaking, people who know about this think that Lunla cannot pass Q&A. She could get by the first few times, but when she spoke her thoughts loudly in the square, she should know what would happen before midnight. So she ran away with her friend Abi, followed by hundreds of followers. They try to cross the boundaries of the infinite city of the end, that is, a number smaller than zero, or a number larger than sixteen to the sixteenth power. Of course they could come up with many such numbers, but unfortunately, any negative number points to its opposite, and numbers greater than the House of Ethics follow the old rule of remainders.

As we all know, Infinite City has boundaries. There is no place beyond the boundary - not nothing, mind you, but non-existence. The city is the only remaining universe itself, and even time only passes in this paradise. Therefore, Lunla and her followers had virtually nowhere to escape. In the end, they were all taken to the House of Ethics for education and resettlement. No one cares about the details, which is no different from the Golden Bell Q&A. Now the new Lunla has returned to House 3050, as cheerful and welcoming as ever. The last time she suffered from paranoia was probably an accident.

Now, she and her friend Abi are living a happy life. Stop thinking about the numbering of ethics houses or computing centers. The numerous streets leading to House Zero were deserted. The computing center is a boring place. Its function is to assign numbers to houses, streets to passers-by, or squares to tourists. These are jobs that people don’t want to do. How does it operate on infinity? No one paid special attention to this. Maybe it was a particularly clever device from the past.

Like countless pipelines densely arranged in space, infinite roads lead to it. But at this moment when Xin Lunla and Xin Yabi walked hand in hand through the street, and Xin Wei was chatting happily with his new friend, only one person walked towards the computing center. His steps were a little draggy, as if he was quite tired, but there was no sound when he landed on the ground, and not even a trace of soil was splashed. Jing Huang, who wore a coat over his red robe, walked slowly to the door of the computing center with a sickly and gloomy face.