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After learning what Lin Xun meant, Ji Ji laughed and said, "You should feel guilty."
Lin Xun: "I can't understand the guilt. You know me very well, so can you understand it?"
Zhao Jiji sat next to Lin Xun, took the book, turned a few pages, and after a while, changed his posture and sat upright.
Just listen to him: "Algorithm, even if you can make up Luo, even if you are called 'Xun' - but so what? A ruler is shorter, an inch is longer', so to speak..."
Speaking of this, he quickly changed his words: "No, you can't say that, it's scolding myself, I'm not an inch."
Lin Xun: "Now I'm starting to doubt your Chinese level."
Zhao Jiji looked into his eyes: "Your radical approach was very successful."
He closed the book and said to Lin Xun, "Give me four hours."
After all, he took the book away and turned on his computer.
Wang An'an reached out and took "A Thousand Days of Foundation Establishment", turned a few pages, and looked at Zhao Jiji suspiciously: "Can you do it?"
"Learning a language is like deciphering a code. Security, this is your domain." Zhao Jian said.
Wang Anan: "I'm sorry, I won't."
Zhao Jiji shrugged and started to operate the computer.
Lin Xun and Wang An'an leaned over to observe his actions.
—Zhao Jianxie has an amazing talent for language, and he has a keen perception of the structure of language, which can be seen from his proficient Chinese.
I saw that Zhao Jiji opened the search engine, looked for classic ancient texts, and screened out a few articles with a strong classical flavor. In addition, he looked at the book cover of "A Thousand Days of Building Foundations" and called up a "Tao Te Ching".
He began to browse these ancient texts against the vernacular texts one by one.
After watching for five minutes, Lin Xun and Wang An'an were defeated, and they went about their own things.
Zhao Jiji hummed a song and glanced at them: "I must first familiarize myself with their grammatical structure."
Wang Anan: "In the future, when we go bankrupt, you can still be a linguist."
Zhao Zhijie: "I'm afraid that won't work. I don't have any artistic skills at all. I'm looking at them by deciphering the code."
Two hours later, Zhao Jiji turned off the browser, picked up the blue book again, and started to read it.
The speed of his pages is not slow, and he already seems to be in his native language.
When he turned about five pages, he looked at Lin Xun.
"My dear algorithm," he said, "although I don't know why you're interested in it, it's all bullshit."
"Although I also think it's nonsense," Lin Xun replied, "but the content in it is likely to be helpful to me - I'll give you a salary increase."
Zhao Zhijie: "Okay, then I will try my best to summarize this book into words that you can understand."
Another hour passed, and it was time for lunch, and Zhao Jiji closed the blue book: "I'm fine."
Then, he blackmailed Lin Xun for a sumptuous takeout and began to explain to Lin Xun.
"This is a textbook for cultivating immortals. The purpose is to guide a person to reach a state called 'foundation'. It's nonsense. Do you know what it says?" Zhao Jiji slapped the cover of the book: "It says that people can take the air out of the outside world. Inhaled into the body - the original name is 'qi', maybe something else."
"When there is qi in the body, it will enter your stomach - the book calls it 'Dantian', but it is actually the stomach, your stomach is connected to the blood vessels of your body, the meridians - it calls this 'meridian', Then what are you going to do?—You have to control these qi, travel through your meridians, form a cycle, and let this cycle flow through your body day and night."
Circulation, Lin Xun keenly captured this term. He asked, "What's next?"
"The following content has no scientific basis at all, it is just nonsense." Zhao Jiji spoke quickly and said: "This book says that people get sick because of the 'stagnation' of sickness in your meridians. , forming an obstacle. And when you control the 'qi' to circulate in the body, these 'qi' will gradually break away all obstacles and make your whole body meridians become smooth. When all the lesions disappear, you The body will reach the state of 'full health', and this process will take about three years, so it is "A Thousand Days to Build the Foundation"."
Wang An An: "All healthy? Not sick, not fat, not bald?"
"You won't get sick, and you won't be bald, but you don't have to be fat," Zhao Jiji said coolly: "When your body reaches a state of full health, it will be regarded as a 'foundation success', and you can use your Get a healthy body and do some other exercises. That's what this book is all about."
Lin Xun: "Is this the whole book?"
"The first third is talking about this." Zhao Jiji opened the second half of the book and pointed to a diagram of the human body structure and said to him: "The last two thirds are teaching you how to implement it, such as how to go about this cycle. , go from which meridian to which meridian, etc. Or teach you what posture to meditate in - meditation, algorithm, I think this is not a normal book, and the person who wrote it has a problem."
Lin Xun took the book from the frame, thoughtfully.
Zhao Jiji and Wang An'an looked at him with concern, like two old fathers who were worried that their son would enter the whirlpool of the cult.
Lin Xun said: "I'll go back to my room for a while, I'm going to verify something."
Zhao Zhijie: "You don't really want to cultivate, do you?"
"Anyway," Lin Xun narrowed his eyes, "at least I'm still a materialist now."
Zhao Jiji: "Then please stick to it."
Lin Xun: "Okay."
He lay down on his bed, hugged the "Foundation of a Thousand Days", thought about Zhao Jiji's words again, then closed his eyes and concentrated on thinking about the secret space last night.
Sure enough, the next moment, he was there again, facing the huge, blue C language input interface.
The main purpose of "Building a Foundation in Thousand Days" is to make "Qi" form a cycle in the body.
The loop structure is one of the basic structures of the programming language, and its function is to repeatedly execute a certain algorithm.
Lin Xun put his hand on the keyboard and wrote a simple loop program.
It's a one-fold cycle, very simple, and the purpose is to multiply from one to seven.
First set a loop variable i, the initial value is 1. Every time a loop is executed, the machine will judge whether i is less than 8, and use the statement hile (i < 8).
If the statement in parentheses is true, that is, when i is less than 8, the multiplication is performed, and the result is stored. Then, the value of i is incremented by one, and it continues to be judged. This loop will not stop until i is equal to 8.
Soon, the result was 5040.
The progress bar didn't go up.
Lin Xun was expressionless and revised the cycle.
He taps the keyboard very fast - and the size of the keyboard in his hand is very suitable for his habit, and he can type in full touch.
He changed the single cycle into a double cycle and wrote a multiplication table.
A double loop is another, larger loop nested on top of the original single-level loop. Simple multiplication of natural numbers can be done with ordinary single-layer loops, but if there are other requirements, the number of loops may need to be increased.
After the program runs, the running interface is a beautiful nine-nine multiplication table. He saw the progress bar next to him move forward slowly, and the value changed from eighty-five percent to eighty-eight percent.
Next, he created a new file and wrote a triple loop.
The progress bar moved again, from eighty-eight percent to ninety percent.
Sure enough, the key is the cycle!
What's next
Continue to increase the multiplicity of the loop
Lin Xun felt that it was not right. Loops with more than three layers were rarely used in programming. They required a lot of computation and were ugly. In short, they were meaningless.
And the key to "Building a Foundation in Thousand Days"—"Qi" flows in the meridians, day and night, in an endless cycle—
Day and night, day and night...
Lin Xun's fingers on the keyboard trembled slightly, and his heartbeat suddenly became faster, as if he suddenly caught the idea of solving the problem!
He held down the delete key to delete the first judgment statement of the triple loop!
He enters a simple command in the original position:
hile(1)
The meaning of the hile statement is that when the expression in the parentheses evaluates to true, the loop is executed.
- The value of 1, in the c language, is always true.
So, this statement means that this loop will be executed forever, forever.
In a sense, this is an erroneous program because there is no condition for the loop to terminate—the computer executes instructions indefinitely until outside intervention forces it to stop.
But sometimes, mistakes make sense too.
Lin Xun pressed the run key to call up the running result.
The solid black interface pops up, but no results are output - the loop never stops, so the results are never output.
This is an infinite loop.
Lin Xun took a breath and closed his eyes.
He felt that this practice might not be as simple as he thought - after all, it was easy for Lin Xun to write a correct program, but it was a little difficult for him to write a wrong program.
As he expected, the next moment, a mechanical voice sounded in the entire space: "The cycle starts, and foundation building begins. Estimated time: ten days."
Lin Xun opened his eyes and saw that the progress of the task began to slowly and slowly move towards the end point.
That is to say, ten days later, when the progress bar reaches the end, his foundation building will be completed. Then, you will receive rewards, sect funds +50, spiritual power +30.
The high probability of sect funds means the company's property, but I don't know how to convert it with the actual unit.
And what is the so-called "spiritual power"? have no idea for now.
Lin Xun focused again, returned to the real world, and opened his eyes on the bed.
The midday sun came through the window and fell on him.
The lighting in this room is very good, and the old man on the first floor planted two hawthorn trees in the open space in front of the building more than ten years ago. Now, the trees have grown to three stories high, just blocking Lin Xun's window and controlling the sunlight in Just the right category.
Lin Xun looked at the window.
He suddenly froze.
He has been dealing with computers since he could read, and spent a lot of time in front of the screen—although his living habits were not bad and his eyesight was maintained, he still lost a little bit of myopia.
This degree is harmless, does not require glasses, and does not affect real life at all, but when looking at things in the distance, it will eventually be a little blurry.
However, at this moment, he could clearly see the very end of the hawthorn tree, two green leaves that had just sprouted!
He had never seen so clearly!
Lin Xun rubbed his eyes, looked again, and found that it was still so clear.
With a jolt, he got off the bed, came to the window, carefully looked at the hawthorn tree from beginning to end, and then turned his eyes to the various buildings in the distance.
The vision is as clear as washed with water, and everything is visible.
The breeze blew the leaves, rustling, and the sound of every two leaves colliding lightly tapped on his eardrums.
Thinking of everything that happened just now, a thought slowly emerged in Lin Xun's mind.
Sorry about the schema.
My materialistic worldview may not hold up anymore.