π didn't understand why it was, and Zhang Zi'an didn't understand why it was π.

Yes, he guessed the origin of the π very early on, because there are not many thought experiments about monkeys, and it is easy to guess. But the question is – what does this have to do with the nameless book, what does it have to do with pi?

He was not sure of the answer to the riddle, so he did not rashly say the answer, just like a detective must provide ironclad evidence enough to cover the coffin when he testifies against a prisoner, and he cannot become a detective by speculation.

There is no doubt that there are many monkeys that can type, there are countless of them, why is it π that stands out in the end?

To this day, he has been puzzled by this answer.

He now knew that it had to be π, and only π could do it, and the other typing monkeys couldn't.

Zhang Zi'an saw that π deleted the string of pi that it had typed out by itself, and also saw its stunned look. He didn't want it to continue to be lost like this, so he stepped up, and it was time for π to understand why.

π looked at him in confusion and pointed to the bed with his other finger, meaning: "Aren't you going to sleep at such a late hour?" Tomorrow you will be the only one in the store, will it be very busy, right?

Zhang Zi'an shook his head, pulled a chair and sat down, pulled the lower left corner of the keyboard, and pressed Ctrl+Z continuously with his little finger and ring finger.

With his undo operation, the large string of pi that π had just deleted reappeared in the ord document.

"π, do you hate pi?" he asked.

π blinked, thought for a moment, nodded and shook his head.

At first, it didn't hate pi, and it could even be said that he liked the endless string of numbers. Since when did it start to hate pi?

I guess it started in the Marina City Library.

When it was in the library, its pi was seen as a prank by the others, they couldn't see it, they didn't understand its pleas, and from their anxious typing force and small muttering, it knew they hated it, and that was the string of pi.

Later, Zhang Zi'an appeared. He was the first person to be able to communicate with it seriously, but unfortunately, he could not understand the meaning of pi and felt that this string of numbers was redundant. π liked him very much, and didn't want to lose the only person who could communicate with him normally, so he hated pi even more.

Then, when it starts to write, it involuntarily typed pi when typing in the ord document, which confuses the few readers. It has no complete control over itself, and it doesn't want to lose its readers, and every time it sees it, it gets bored, and even sincerely hopes that the number will disappear forever, so that it can control its words as freely as other authors do......

From the moment it put pen to paper and wrote the first word, Zhang Zi'an was watching it write. He didn't have the mind to read it, so he couldn't see its inner workings, but he could at least guess how it was feeling from the changes in its facial expression as it typed — and every time it unconsciously typed out a string of pi and anxiously deleted it, he knew it hated the string of numbers more and more.

However, it really shouldn't hate pi.

It exists because of the presence of pi.

Because it used to like to play pi, it stood out from countless monkeys and became the only molecule.

So, now is the time to resolve its long-standing misunderstanding.

Zhang Zi'an opened the drawer of his desk and took out a blank piece of paper, a pen, a ruler, and the compass he used when he was a child.

He laid out the white paper on the table and drew a circle with a compass.

π watched his movements for some unknown reason.

Zhang Zi'an put down the compass, held a ruler in his left hand and a pen in his right hand, and drew a straight line through the center of the circle poked out on the paper by the compass, and the two ends of the straight line intersected the circle.

He looked at the circles and straight lines with satisfaction, as if he were looking at a bowl and chopsticks.

Putting the ruler down, he asked in a low voice, "π, do you know what π is?"

π's eyes rolled and he shook his head to show that he didn't know.

It didn't go to school, and all of its knowledge came from anonymous books, and it was limited to what it wanted to know. It knows that π is pi, but it is not clear what pi is.

Zhang Zi'an smiled gently: "Okay, I'll tell you a π story." ”

π listened intently, and like other elves, he loved to hear stories.

Zhang Zi'an pointed to the circle and diameter on the paper with the tip of his pen and said: "π, it is the ratio of the circumference of the circle to its diameter, but don't underestimate this seemingly simple number, because it is not simple at all." ”

3.1415926535897932384626433832795028841971693993751058209749445923078164062862089986280348253421170679

"This is the beginning, endless, never repeated. ”

He copied the string of numbers on the paper one by one according to the π of pi typed on the screen, located below the circle, and explained it in a non-hurried tone.

That is, in this string of numbers, there is every possible combination of numbers — your birthday, your locker password, your Social Security number, somewhere in between. ”

He glanced at the nameless book lying quietly on his desk, as if he saw the boring and meaningless letter combinations in the book.

A，AA，AAA，AAAA……

AB，ABA，ABAA，ABAAA……

AC，ACA，ACAA，ACAAA……

……

Z，ZA，ZAA，ZAAA……

ZB，ZBA，ZBAA，ZBAAA……

……

ZZ，ZZZ，ZZZZ，ZZZZZ……

He had already understood that nameless books actually had names.

Returning his mind to Pi, he added: "If you convert this string of numbers into letters, you get all the words, countless combinations—the first syllable you pronounced as a baby, the name of your sweetheart, the story of your life from beginning to end, everything we have ever done or said, all the infinite possibilities in the universe...... It's all in this simple circle. ”

He had finished copying the first hundred digits of pi and put down his eyes that looked straight into the π.

"It's up to you what you do with that information and what it's for. ”

This is the story of π, this is the story of life, the universe, and everything.

π stared at the circles and diameters on the paper, and it understood why it was itself that stood out from the crowd of its kind—while the other monkeys were still excited to type a meaningful word or two, the pi it typed already included all the books in the universe, whether it was the complete works of Shakespeare or all the books in the Paris Library, or even the unknown books of unknown civilizations in the universe, all in the π.

It reached out and took the pen and continued to write after the number 0679: 82148086513282306647093844609550582231725359408128......

This is the first time it has held a pen, and the posture of holding the pen is very awkward, and it is extremely difficult to write, but it seems to have infinite strength gushing out of its body, and it continues to write.

The room was silent, and even the breathing of the other elves seemed to be gone, except for the turning of the computer fan and the rustle of the tip of the pen against the white paper.

Soon, the front of the paper was filled with countless numbers, and π turned the paper over again and continued to write on the back until the back was also completely filled with numbers, and then it regretfully stopped writing.

It doesn't hate pi anymore, because pi is itself, and it exists in this world because of pi.

At this moment, the originally bare cover of the nameless book suddenly burst into a charming golden light. The golden light originally came from a point in the center, and then extended in a straight line to both sides, extending a distance about the length of the little finger, and then divided into two again, extending in an arc up and down respectively, and the four arcs finally intersected each other, forming a golden circle, perfectly round, impeccably round, Zhang Zi'an had never seen such a round circle, which could not be drawn with any compass in the world.

A golden diameter runs across the center of the circle.

π was also attracted by this bizarre phenomenon, and reached out and carefully rubbed the cover.

The feel of the cover is no different from before, the golden circle and diameter are integrated with the cover itself, without half a point of unevenness and undulation, as if it originally existed there, but now they are only seeing it.

It turned the first page of the nameless book, and through its nose-clamping glasses, the endless letters with beginnings and ends were gone, and in their place—

3.1415926535897932384626433832795028841971693993751058209749445923078164062862089986280348253421170679……

No matter how many pages it turns back, the pages of the nameless book are filled with endless numbers that have no beginning or end. For it, the numbers were more intimate and easier to recognize their meanings than the frustrating letter combinations that preceded them, because they were all numbers that it had spent an infinite amount of time typing out in the nameless space, and when converted into characters, it would be all-encompassing.

It understands why it can't exist in this world without the nameless book, and because it has typed pi and typed the nameless book, it has defeated other monkeys and become a molecule.

π holds the nameless book in his arms and clings it to his chest, it is a part of it, it cannot be separated, it cannot be abandoned.

From now on, the nameless book is no longer nameless, but the Book of π!

π held the book, picked up the pen and sketched a flat ellipse on the paper, circled a long series of numbers, and motioned for Zhang Zi'an to see.

11610497110107121111117

This string of numbers is a paragraph in the pi written down by π, to be honest, Zhang Zi'an can't read it, but he can guess - if this string of numbers is converted to ASCII code, it will probably be: thank you.

"No thanks. He smiled and replied, "You don't need to be polite between friends. ”

Before he could finish speaking, his phone rang suddenly, but he was already silent before the elves went to sleep.

He pulled out his phone and saw that the Pet Hunter game had started automatically.

[Navigation Wizard]: Congratulations, your Molecular Monkey opinion has been increased to Friendly, and your real name is being unlocked!

[Game Tips]: Pet attributes

[Common name]: molecular monkey

[Rarity]: Elite/Hall Level

[Features]: My life has an end, and the book has no end!

[Unlock Origin]:

In 1909, the French mathematician Bollyer proposed an interesting thought experiment in his monograph "Principles of Probability Theory" in order to explain the randomness of the arrangement of letters—the monkey and the typewriter.

The idea experiment consisted of a group of monkeys typing on a typewriter and possibly typing out the entire contents of a book in the Paris Library.

This thought experiment was further developed into the infinite monkey theorem, that is, given an infinite number of monkeys an infinite amount of time, there will always be a monkey who can type the complete works of Shakespeare on the keyboard. Even if this probability is infinitely small, because there are infinite monkeys and infinite time, there will be a monkey who will be able to do it.

It's π, it's such a monkey. Instead of pressing letters like other monkeys, it presses the number keys on the keyboard to narrow down the typing range from 26 English letters to 10 numbers. It doesn't type the complete works of Shakespeare directly, but Pi.

π, the ratio of the circumference of a circle to its diameter is infinite and never repeated.

In this string of numbers, there is every possible combination of numbers - your birthday, locker password, your social security number, all somewhere in between.

If you convert these numbers into letters, you get all the words, an infinite number of combinations. The first syllable you uttered as a baby, the name of your sweetheart, the story of your life from beginning to end, everything we have ever done or said, all the infinite possibilities in the universe...... It's all in this simple circle.

What to do with this information and how to use it depends on π!

With the advent of the Information Age, the originally obscure Infinite Monkey Theorem gradually became widely known, and with the blessing of the power of faith, π became a spirit, carrying an infinite number of numbers from it to the world, with the ability to know life, the universe and everything.

[Unlock Real Name]: Bolaire's Typing Monkey!

Zhang Zi'an didn't feel surprised or surprised when he saw the end, after all, he had already guessed π's real name and origin in advance. As π characteristic, it produces an infinite number of unnamed books, even far exceeding the criterion of the theorem—the complete works of Shakespeare or the Bibliothèque Nationale de France.

Its snuck glasses are probably the reward given to it by the game.

π was able to do this because it was smart and lucky, and chose to type numbers instead of letters, which slightly increased the otherwise extremely slim probability.

Zhang Zi'an was about to put away his phone, but the game popped up a prompt again.

[Game Tips]: Congratulations! Since you guessed the origin and real name of the elf in advance, the elf's favorability has been greatly improved!

[Game Tips]: Congratulations! Molecular Monkey Opinion has been increased to Trust, gain the ability to move freely!

The ability to move freely?

Zhang Zi'an smiled, for π, this ability is probably useless.

He glanced at the phone time - 0:0:00, and it was Chinese New Year's Eve.

"π, it's going to be on the shelf, refresh the background and see if the editor has opened the listing permission for you. He reminded.

π nodded, pressed F5 to refresh the page, and happened to see that the number of collections had just reached 50,000, one was not much, and one was not less.

Zhang Zi'an's mobile phone rang again.

The mobile phone rang continuously in the middle of the night, and he had a premonition that he was going to be unlucky, and he could even feel the cold gaze from the direction of the princess's bed.

【Game Tips】: Congratulations! Your Molecular Monkey has collected enough power of faith and has reached the level up standard!

[Game Tips]: Your Molecular Monkey is currently at the Elite/Hall level, and will become a Hall level after leveling up.

If you select "No", you can upgrade it at any convenient time.

[Yes/No, remind me later]

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Concentrate:

π, the ratio of the circumference of a circle to its diameter...... It's up to you what you do with this information and what it's good for.

This passage is from the 11th episode of season 2 of the American drama "Suspect Tracking", and it is hereby declared.

I don't know if there are fans of this American drama among the readers, if you summarize this American drama in one sentence, it is: a pair of lilies in one, a beanie is hard to force!

I hope you can understand and like the explanation of the origin of the molecular monkey, at the end of the month and the beginning of the month, if you can understand it, you can vote for a monthly ticket, and if you don't understand it, forget it......

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