It was another morning.
The elfins were all downstairs, even Richard, who was always in bed, did the same. Zhang Zian was downstairs cleaning with Wang Qian and Li Kun. Everything was in order, just like any other morning.
Pi briefly took off its pince-nez, rubbed its eyes, and put it back on. It jumped from the swivel chair to the table, and then from the table to the windowsill. Next to the laptop was a crumpled old newspaper. A new Word document was opened on the screen, and the cursor was flashing at the end. The content of the document was almost exactly the same as the headlines of the old newspaper, except for a few typos and inexplicable numbers.
It put its forehead on the window glass, staring at the pedestrians passing by the pet shop. Most of them hurried past in silence. Occasionally, some people walked in groups, talking as they walked, and some people were talking on their phones. Without exception, they were all speaking in Chinese.
Further away, from this angle, it could see an old neighborhood across the street.
Lu Yi Yun lived in that neighborhood. It even knew which building, unit, and room she lived in. It also knew that her cat was called Jasmine, and that it was abandoned.
Yes, it knew Lu Yi Yun.
There was everything in the book. Everything about Lu Yi Yun, whether known or not, was recorded in the book. From her birth to her growth, from an obedient girl to a rebellious girl in the eyes of her parents, from how she didn't go to school, to how she went to draw comics, from how she used to draw illustrations, to how she quietly tried to serialize a new comic on Weibo. Everything was written in the book.
There was nothing special about her, and so was Zhang Zian. Everything was recorded in detail in the book. How he went from an ordinary person to where he was now, how he downloaded the game before the time limit was up, how he was lucky enough to draw Galaxy, how he won Galaxy's trust, and even the process of him gathering Fina, Old Time Tea, Richard, Snowy Lionet, and Famous were all clearly written in the book. Not a single detail was left out. Even his thoughts were written in the book.
Not only the two of them, but also everyone who passed by downstairs, male or female, old or young, tall or thin, their identities and their pasts were all written in the nameless book. As long as they spent some time, they would be able to find out.
Theoretically speaking, as long as Pi wanted to, it could even find out about the parents, grandparents, and ancestors of these people from the book, as long as it knew who they were.
Not only humans, but all living creatures on Earth, their ancestors, and even their ancestors' ancestors, the evolution of their lives, every mutation and inheritance of their genes were all written in this book.
Not only living things, but all the organic and inorganic things on Earth, their birth and death, were all recorded in the book.
Not only Earth, but everything that had happened, was happening, and had yet to happen in the entire universe was faithfully recorded in this book.
However, there was a limit to life, but there was no limit to knowledge. Human life was limited, and no one could exhaust this knowledge, not even Pi. It could know the pasts of everyone who passed by downstairs, every good thing and every bad thing they had done, but it was not interested in knowing. These people were just passers-by, and there was no need to waste time on them, just like it was not interested in knowing the past of a speck of dust floating in front of its eyes.
It knew how Galaxy had gone through the endless cycle of life and death in the black box. It knew about the heart-wrenching separation between Fina and Cleopatra the Seventh. It knew about Old Time Tea's heroic deeds in the forest. It knew about the melancholy of Richard and Dr. Richard. It knew that Famous was creating a new history in the Imagined Landscape. No one had told it about these things. It could have found them in books.
Because it was interested in them, it wanted to know, so it went to look them up.
Looking up the Untitled Book was an extremely difficult task, even for Pi. Therefore, it would only look it up when it was necessary and interested.
The nameless book was not omnipotent. The book only recorded everything in English. For example, Zhang Zian once wrote an essay about his mother in elementary school. Pi could look up the English translation of every sentence in the essay, but it could never know every Chinese character used in the essay. Some things could not be described with words. Even if it was forcibly described, it could not be understood.
In theory, the untitled book also recorded what was happening and what would happen in the future. However, the words that recorded these changes were constantly changing and difficult to interpret. Only the words that recorded history would remain the same, because the dust of history had settled, but the future was uncertain. It was just like how it did not know that Zhang Zian had finished cleaning up, was walking up the stairs, and was about to greet it.
"Pi, what are you doing?"
Zhang Zian appeared at the door of the living room. He knocked on the door before walking in, so that Pi could be mentally prepared.
"Eeek!"
Pi grinned at him and pointed out the window.
"Looking at the scenery?"
Zhang Zian also walked to the window and looked outside with Pi.
"This is good. Stand up after sitting for a while and look outside. It's good for your eyes." He pointed to his eyes and said, "Unfortunately, it's winter now. Most of the leaves have fallen, otherwise it would be better to see some green."
"Eeek!"
Pi waved its hands happily, jumping from the windowsill to the table, and then from the table to the swivel chair. It typed in a Word document: It's okay. Winter is coming, can spring be far behind?
Zhang Zian frowned and thought for a while. "Who said this?"
Pi typed: Shelley.
Zhang Zian patted his head and suddenly realized. "Yes, that's the person. He's a British poet, right? Pi, you're really good. Richard often quotes classics, but the things he quotes always make people think otherwise. "
"Eeek!"
Pi typed: Richard is very interesting.
"It's okay … Right, Pi, you're very good at typing now!" Zhang Zian found that Pi could type Chinese fluently. It almost didn't need to look at the keyboard and could type blindly.
"Eeek!"
Pi didn't type, but scratched its head embarrassedly.
Zhang Zian was about to continue praising it, when his phone suddenly rang. It was an unknown number.
He picked up the phone. It was a delivery guy, asking if he was home.
Zhang Zian gave an affirmative answer and hung up.
"Pi, I bought you an interesting gift. You don't have to sleep in the chair anymore." He smiled. "It'll be here soon."
"Eeek?"
Pi looked at Zhang Zian's single bed, then at Fina's princess bed and Galaxy's crib.
"No, it's not like that. These beds probably don't suit you. I bought you a basket hammock chair. Do you know what a basket hammock chair is?" Zhang Zian asked.
"Eeek."
Pi shook its head. It could find out what a basket hammock chair was from a book, but for some reason, it didn't want to. It wanted to be surprised.
Just then, a delivery tricycle stopped in front of the shop. Zhang Zian told Wang Qian and Li Kun in advance, and they helped move the huge box upstairs. Then he sent them downstairs to do other things.
Zhang Zian opened the box and took out all the things inside. The base was very heavy, and the basket hammock was very large. For the safety of the transportation process, it was wrapped in bubble film, which needed to be removed with scissors.
Pi watched curiously from the side.
The installation of the basket hammock chair was very simple. It only needed a strong person to fix the base, and then hang the basket on it.
Zhang Zian quickly finished the installation process. He put the soft cushion in the basket hammock, and then pulled the basket hammock. It was very sturdy. He sniffed it, and there was no smell.
"Look! What do you think, Pi? You can try sitting on it. "He gestured.
"Eeek?"
Pi had never seen this thing before, so it looked at him nervously.
"Sit on it, like a swing," Zhang Zian said.
Pi carefully walked to the side of the basket hammock and touched it with its hand. The basket hammock was made of real wood and vines, with simulated green plants and flowers in the middle. The cushion was thick and soft. It was obviously a high-end basket hammock chair.
It first put the nameless book on the cushion, and then jumped into the basket hammock. The hammock swayed back and forth gently, as if it was lying on the clouds.
"Eeek!"
"Eeek!"
Pi was so excited that it was dancing. It rolled a few times in the hammock, fully showing its childish side. Obviously, it liked this gift very much.
"Pi, where do you want to put it?" Zhang Zian asked. "The bedroom or the living room is fine."
Pi heard it and pointed to the side of the desk without hesitation. It was close to the window and had better lighting.
"Okay, then you come down first. I'll move it over for you."
Zhang Zian used all his strength and dragged the basket hammock chair to the side of the window. Although it was easier to move it over and then install it, it would be less surprising.
"Eeek!"
Pi happily jumped into the hammock, from the hammock to the table, from the table to the swivel chair, from the swivel chair to the ground, and back to the hammock. It was having a great time.
"Pi, there's another gift." Zhang Zian smiled.
"Eeek?"
Pi stopped playing and looked at him expectantly.
Zhang Zian took out a tablet and opened the reading app. The books that he had downloaded in advance were lying quietly on it.
"Pi, aren't you learning Chinese? These are the four ancient classics of China. I don't know if you like them. Sitting in the basket hammock chair and reading books is definitely a good enjoyment. "
He handed the tablet to Pi, and it held it curiously in its hands.
Zhang Zian knew that there was no Chinese in the nameless book, so Pi must not have read the original four classics. When he couldn't be with it, the book could replace him to drive away its loneliness.
"Eeek!"
Pi looked at the words on the screen in surprise, and was immediately attracted by the magical story.
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