Pet King

The keyboards around the world are similar. Even the special keyboards in the library are similar to the keyboard of this laptop in terms of layout. Pi stared at the keyboard for a while, and quickly pressed the first key.

Zhang Zi'an peeped through the crack of the door. Although it was not clear from his position which key π was pressed, the general position should be the numeric area of ​​the keyboard, which is the row above the 26 English letters-after all, this notebook The computer does not have a dedicated keyboard area.

Therefore, Zhang Zi'an couldn't see it, but he could guess what π was playing—it must be the pi.

Why does π hit the pi? Is it for relaxation? Just like humans can relax when playing games?

If he remembered it correctly, the default search engine on the browser's homepage has limited the data length of the search bar and cannot be hit indefinitely.

Sure enough, π quickly opened his mouth suddenly, staring at the screen, pressing a number on the keyboard repeatedly with his fingers in vain, but he couldn't type the number up.

"Squeak!"

After failing several times, it held his head with both hands as if he was very anxious, and raised his fingers with short fluff above his head, like a high school student beset by esoteric math problems.

Zhang Zi'an thought for a while, lifted his toes and went downstairs gently, then went upstairs again at a normal or even heavy pace, so that π could hear his footsteps and not be scared.

He pushed open the door of the living room, came in lazily as if he knew nothing, and said to himself, "It's so hard to finish the work, I'm really tired ..."

π has left from the computer and sat on the sofa next to him, pretending to be a book reader. Unfortunately, he forgot to close the browser before leaving.

Zhang Zi'an sat back in front of the computer and stared at the screen in a very surprised manner. "Well, I remember I closed the browser before I left ..."

Unsurprisingly, the search engine's search bar is exactly that long list of pi numbers.

"Squeak!"

π is like a child doing something wrong, lowering his head and covering his face with his hands, waiting for Zhang Zi'an to scold him.

"Is it the browser that Pi opened? Pi is so smart! Other elves don't have this ability, only Pi can use a computer." Zhang Zi'an unexpectedly praised it.

"Squeak?"

Pi dropped his hand and stared at him blankly.

"I mean, you see, the African Grey Parrot, which claims to be proficient in all languages, it won't even use a mouse, let alone to make the top 100 pi accurately." He said Richard badly behind his back.

In fact, he didn't know if the top 100 pi of π was correct, but it didn't matter, as long as it could strengthen its confidence.

"Squeak!"

π smiled, holding the book in one hand and patting the chest with the other.

Zhang Zi'an carefully figured out what it meant, and tentatively asked, "π means that you can not only play in the top 100?"

"Squeak!"

π nodded hard.

"Uh ... how many digits can π play?" He asked curiously, "200?"

π shake his head and stretch both arms flat.

What does this mean ... bigger than 200?

"That's 500?"

"Squeak!"

π still shook her head proudly, her arms expanding outwards as if she were doing stretching exercises in broadcast gymnastics.

"Uh ..." Zhang Zi'an tried to guess again, "1000 people?"

"Squeak!"

Pi's action is even more exaggerated, apparently asking him to guess at a larger number.

Because it was incredible, Zhang Zi'an sweated a little. He didn't know the longest number of pis that human beings could recite. He couldn't imagine how this infinite acyclic number was memorized, so he guessed again, "10,000 digits?"

"Squeak! Hey!"

π's expression was a little anxious, and his action was even more rapid. He seemed to suspect that he had guessed too little.

"Okay ..." Zhang Zi'an didn't think it was added ten times ten times. It was a waste of time. Since π is so confident, he would say a big number.

"10 million people?"

He spit out the number stupidly, fearing that he would over-guess it and hurt π's pride. This number is impossible for humans to carry, because it has exceeded human physiological limits.

Suppose I recite ten digits a second and recite 8 hours a day. It will take one month to memorize the 10 million people.

"Squeak!"

π still shook her head, raised her arms and let him continue guessing.

Zhang Zi'an: "..."

Even if he believed in π, he couldn't help wondering if he liked bragging like himself.

Just when the laptop was on, he checked it on the search engine. So far, the value of the pi has been calculated to 60 trillion digits after the decimal point.

"Squeak!"

Seeing his suspicion, π patted his chest anxiously and waved the unknown book in his hand.

"I mean, you can't do it alone, but as long as you have this book, you can do it?"

Zhang Zi'an already understands π's expressions and movements, and can guess the difference. After all, π is a young monkey, as innocent and easy to understand as human children.

π nodded.

"Okay, then I'll guess a little bigger." Zhang Zi'an chose to believe, after all, π is the only elf that has come with a golden finger so far. Of course, the golden finger is the scarlet unknown book.

π nodded expectantly.

"1000 trillion bits?"

This was the last time he guessed, and even if he still did not guess correctly, he was not ready to guess any further, because he did not know what the larger unit of counting was, and then guessed only to show timidity.

For a moment, π's expression did not change. When Zhang Zi'an thought he was right, he grinned and continued to shake his head.

Zhang Zi'an raised his hands. "I surrender, I can't guess. Π, you can tell me directly."

"Squeak!"

π gestured scratching his head, as if unable to express his inner thoughts. In the end, it fists the empty hand into a fist, and then releases it slightly, as if holding onto something and slowly releasing it.

What does it mean?

Zhang Zi'an was aggressive, after all, he was not an expert in sign language, and π was not a standard sign language.

"Squeak!"

π jumped off the sofa, holding the unknown book in one hand, and ran towards the storeroom with the other hand on the floor. After a moment, it hobbled on both feet like a human and returned with a bag of cat litter.

Zhang Zi'an didn't know what it was going to do, so he watched quietly.

π tore the bag of cat litter open, dumped some on the table, and then picked up a handful of cat litter, letting them fall from the palm of his hand, and motioned to Zhang Zi'an.

Zhang Zi'an became more and more puzzled. He was asking π how many digits can Pi write, and what does it do with cat litter?

Seeing that Zhang Zi'an didn't understand, π grabbed a handful of cat litter again, and continued to let them slowly fall from the palm of his hand.

Zhang Zi'an seems to have seen similar movements in movies and animations-just like someone grabbing a handful of yellow sand, letting them fall from the fingers, and being blown away by the wind, the camera is scattered around the square.

Wait!

Zhang Zi'an suddenly had a clever idea, and a lightning burst in his mind, lighting up the darkness! He remembered that it seemed that one of the counting units was related to "sand"! But that unit was so big that it was desperate ...

"Is it as slim as the Ganges?"

When he said this, he couldn't help trembling, and even excited Goosebumps.

The Ganges sand number is a term from the Buddhist scriptures. It is a double metaphor. It is assumed that each grain of sand on both sides of the Ganges represents a Ganges river, and the product of Ganges sand and Ganges sand is the Ganges sand number. It's difficult to say exactly how big this number is, and generally it is considered incalculable.

"Squeak!"

π finally nodded, and it was so excited to dance with the nameless book, as if glad that Zhang Zi'an had guessed it correctly, which also means that it can write the pi to infinite length, even to the end of time, which is longer than the life of the universe Length-How long is the infinite non-cyclical decimal of the pi, how long can π be written!

Zhang Zi'an didn't know what it was like. On the one hand, he was deeply shocked. On the other hand, the number was too exaggerated to dispel the doubts in his heart. Does π really know what astronomical number is the Ganges sand number?

The big question is ... what's the use of this?

In general, in common calculations in high school and college, just write the PI as 3.14. Even if it involves calculations in some industrial fields, you only need to take the top 10 of the PI. More accurate scientific fields The calculation is only a few hundred digits of the pi. What is the use of infinite precision?

Human beings recite pi to tens of thousands, they can apply for Guinness World Records, they can be famous, they can be online celebrities, they can be girls at parties, maybe they can make a book that teaches you how to improve your memory, but What's the point of an elf? Can't it be for pretending to be in front of other elves?

Whether it is a person or an elf, doing things requires meaning and purpose ~ www.readwn.com ~ and pay attention to cost performance. Obviously, memorizing the pi to infinity is the cheapest way to pretend, because no one knows whether you memorize it correctly.

π didn't think so, it was deeply proud, holding a nameless book in his hand, squeaking, happily circling in the living room.

Zhang Zi'an's eyes fell on that book, and the answer must be in the book-even π himself acknowledged that without that book, it would not be able to recite the pi rate to infinity.

This is a book about life, the universe, and everything. If this is true, it must also include the pi.

It's no use guessing it again. When π trusts him enough, he will definitely ask π to show him the content of the book. It is best to write when he can find his girlfriend ...

He looked at the time and it was time to make tea for the old tea.

"Π, I'll go back when I go," he said, and walked into the kitchen, took a pot of cold water from the tap, and put it on the gas stove.

He just wanted to dry this bowl of Ganges water to calm down.