I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 712: The Language That Reaches the Truth
The Fifth King was indeed a genius. He clearly realized that although the simpler things were, the easier they were to be misinterpreted by Orange Light, as long as they were extremely simple, they could not be misinterpreted.

"Yes is yes, and 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 numbers 0 and 1.

Based on the work of his predecessors, he successfully wrote a language that could be expressed using only two symbols. This was the predecessor of the Iaukgnaf language.

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

For example, if a string of characters is "00011", when it is passed to someone else, it may become "00010" or "01011". The change of one character will lead to ambiguity in the entire sentence.

There was no pattern to the distortion of Orange Light. Sometimes it replaced one character, sometimes it replaced two, and sometimes it replaced nothing but just reversed the order. This gave the Fifth Generation King a headache.

"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 very desperate, because this was a problem of underlying logic, and no matter how advanced the language was, it could not break the distortion of information.

Whenever information is "transmitted", it is modified.

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

The Fifth King felt that there was a huge gap between himself and others, with an orange light in the middle that no one could pass through.

The research hit a bottleneck. The fifth king kept thinking about how to bypass the orange light and reach the other side of the chasm. He even didn't want to manage Orange Island anymore.

The responsibility of managing Orange Island was placed on the young sixth-generation king. At a young age, he took on the responsibilities of a king and cleaned up the mess made by his "immature" fathers.

The fifth king did not care about his declining power. He had gone completely mad, repeating 0s and 1s every day, saying a string of words to everyone he met, and even spoke his original language haltingly.

People on Orange Island privately called him the "Mad King". Fortunately, the sixth-generation king was diligent and filial. He always supported the Mad King and supported him to continue his research.

However, the long-term brain-consuming behavior eventually took a toll on the body. The fifth king was crazy for a long time and finally fell seriously ill.

The dying mad king lay on the hospital bed in the castle. The sixth king stood beside him, wanting to say something, but found that he knew nothing about his father.

In the impression of the Sixth King, the Fifth King was very unreliable. He was only concerned with research every day. He didn't care about the people on the island, the royal inheritance, or even family affection.

The power of the royal family was crumbling, and the young sixth-generation king was alone, and he had to snatch back the royal power from the wolves surrounding him. The father did not help him at all, and was even a drag from behind, so the sixth-generation king had very complicated feelings.

But at his deathbed, the Sixth King still chose to stay by the side of this mad king.

Perhaps due to the deep blood connection, the Sixth King did not have much hatred in his heart, only a little resentment, and more... confusion.

"Is it worth it?" the Sixth King asked the Mad King lying on the hospital bed.

"what?"

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

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

"speak English."

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

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

His sturdy body blocked out the light from the window, and before he knew it, he had become a king who could stand on his own.

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

Hearing the words of the Mad King, the Sixth King sighed helplessly, stood up straight, and took a few steps back.

The Sixth King regretted listening to this madman. He really thought he was going to say something before his death. Now it seems that this madman is still crazy even now. "There is no hope..."

At this moment, the Mad King lying on the hospital bed suddenly laughed.

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

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

"go away!"

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

"Come here! Get away!"

As his hand shook, the shadow of the orange light cast on his face.

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

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

"Hahahahaha! Come here! Go away!"

"I understand! I understand!"

“What you can’t get around will always be there, and what exists will always exist!”

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

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

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

……

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

"The sky becomes haze, the haze becomes a mirror, the mirror reflects the truth 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 its sturdy shadow also fell on the ground.

The light in the library flickered. Although the orange light was everywhere, there were bright areas and dark areas. Although the distinction between light and dark was not clear, there was a difference.

This is the nature of light, an unchangeable nature.

Where there is light there is darkness…

"The light is like a shadow, like nothing..."

Listening to the poem, Mo Ling finally understood the key to breaking the blockade of orange light - using the brightness and darkness of 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 that covered the sky and the sun, but the price was his life...

"By using the light and dark relationship of orange light, we can achieve the transmission of Iaukgnaf language. By using orange light itself as the medium for transmitting Iaukgnaf language, we can ignore the influence of the medium."

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

"The efforts of successive kings eventually led to the birth of the Iaukgnaf language. This is a language that can truly break the Orange Light blockade and reach the truth directly..."

(End of this chapter)