I'm trapped in a cube

The fifth king was indeed a genius. He clearly realized that although the simpler things were, the easier they were to be misinterpreted by the orange light, as long as they were extremely simple, they could not be misinterpreted.

"Yes is yes, no is no."

0 and 1, two simple symbols, can represent many meanings.

The fifth king used these two symbols to re-represent the letters, decomposing the letters left by the second king into sets of 0 and 1.

Based on the predecessors, he successfully wrote a language that can be expressed with only two symbols, which is the predecessor of the Iaukgnaf language.

However, when he was writing this language, he found a fatal problem - he could not get around the distortion of the orange light.

For example, a string of characters is "00011". When he passes this string of characters to others, this string of characters may become "00010" or "01011". The change of one character will lead to the ambiguity of the entire sentence.

There is no pattern in the distortion of Orange Light. Sometimes it replaces one character, sometimes it replaces two, and sometimes it replaces nothing, but just reverses the order. This is a headache for the Fifth King.

"Orange Light always has a way to interfere with the transmission of information, and always has a way to cause cognitive bias..."

After realizing this problem, the Fifth King was desperate, because this is a problem of underlying logic. No matter how advanced the language is, it cannot break the distortion of information.

As long as the information is "transmitted", it will be modified.

Language is essentially a way of transmitting information. If it is not transmitted, it cannot be called language.

The Fifth King felt that there was a huge gap between him and others, and Orange Light was in the middle, and no one could pass through.

The research was stuck in a bottleneck. The Fifth King kept thinking about how to bypass Orange Light and reach the other side of the gap. He even didn't want to manage Orange Island.

The responsibility of managing Orange Island was placed on the young Sixth King. At a young age, he took on the responsibility of the king and cleaned up the mess for his "immature" father.

The fifth king did not care about his power becoming increasingly empty. He had gone completely crazy. He kept repeating 0 and 1 every day, and would blurt out a string of characters whenever he met someone. He even spoke the original language in a halting manner.

People on Orange Island privately called him the "Mad King". Fortunately, the sixth king was diligent and filial. He had been supporting the Mad King and supporting him to continue his research.

But the long-term brain-consuming behavior eventually put a burden on the body. The fifth king was crazy for a long time and finally fell seriously ill.

The dying Mad King lay on the bed in the castle. The sixth king stood aside and wanted to say something, but found that he did not know this father at all.

In the impression of the sixth king, the fifth king was very unreliable. He only cared about research every day, and did not care about the people on the island, the royal inheritance, or even family affection.

The power of the royal family was crumbling. The young sixth-generation king was alone and had to take back the royal power from the wolf pack. His father did not help him at all and even dragged him down from behind. Therefore, the sixth-generation king had a very complicated heart.

But at the moment of death, the sixth-generation king still chose to stay by the side of the mad king.

Perhaps due to the deep connection of blood, the sixth-generation king did not have much hatred in his heart, only a little complaint, and more... puzzlement.

"Is it worth it?" The sixth-generation king asked the mad king on the bed.

"Ah?"

"I ask you, is it worth it? Abandon everything just to study a language that has no meaning."

"101000000111100, 101111110010111." The mad king opened his lips slightly and quickly read out a string of characters.

"Speak human language."

"Hehe." The Mad King shook his head, raised his weak arm, and waved to his child: "Come here."

Although the Sixth Generation King didn't know what the Mad King wanted to do, he still went over.

His strong body blocked the light outside the window. Unconsciously, he had become a king who could stand on his own.

"Hehe." The Mad King, lying in the shadow of the Sixth Generation King, waved his hand again: "Go away!"

Hearing the words of the Mad King, the Sixth Generation King sighed helplessly, stood up again, and stepped back a few steps.

The Sixth Generation King regretted listening to the words of this madman. He really thought he wanted to say something before his death. Now it seems that this madman is still crazy even now.

"There is no hope..."

Just then, the Mad King lying on the bed suddenly laughed.

"So that's it! So that's it! Why should I go around it!"

"Come here!" He waved to the Sixth Generation King again, but the Sixth Generation King did not go over.

"Go away!"

The Mad King ignored the Sixth King and raised his hand to block the light outside the window.

"Come here! Go away!"

As his hand swung, the shadow of the orange light hit his face.

One light, one dark, one light, one dark...

"1, 0, 1, 0..."

"Hahahaha! Come here! Go away!"

"I understand! I understand!"

"What can't be bypassed will always be bypassed, and what exists will always exist!"

The Mad King laughed and laughed, and suddenly burst into tears. He looked at his child and made a request again: "Come here."

The Sixth King was stunned, but still chose to move closer.

The shadow covered the body of the Mad King again. He patted the head of the Sixth King with his hand and then recited a poem...

...

"The light shines like a shadow like zero, and the rain falls into the water and the water becomes clear."

"The sky becomes haze and the haze becomes a mirror. The mirror reflects the true knowledge and the heart."

The Jelly King turned his back to Mo Ling and recited the poem left by the Mad King.

The orange light outside the window shone on its crystal clear body, and the strong shadow also fell to the ground.

The light in the library flickered. Although the orange light was everywhere, there were also bright and dark places. Although the light and dark were not clear, there were differences.

This is the essence of light, an unchangeable essence.

Where there is light, there is darkness...

"The light shines like a shadow like zero..."

Listening to the poem, Mo Ling finally understood the key to breaking the blockade of orange light - using the brightness and darkness of the orange light itself to represent 1 and 0 can convey the purest information!

"Orange light cannot replace itself, and the compiler cannot compile itself."

Although orange light is everywhere and can distort the transmission of all information, it cannot distort its own existence.

The fifth king found the only way to break the haze from the haze that covered the sky, and the price was his life...

"Using the light and dark relationship of orange light, the transmission of Iaukgnaf language can be realized. Using orange light itself as the transmission medium of Iaukgnaf language, the influence of the medium can be ignored."

The Jelly King slowly walked in front of Mo Ling: "This is the final Iaukgnaf language, a language built on orange light."

"The efforts of generations of kings finally led to the birth of Iaukgnaf language. This is a language that can truly break the blockade of orange light, and it is also a language that can reach the truth directly..."