Deep Space Wandering Fleet
Chapter 482 - 480: Terrifying! Predictive Mathematics!

Chapter 482: Chapter 480: Terrifying! Predictive Mathematics!

After a few seconds, Zhang Yuan received a series of electromagnetic wave signals and easily read the corresponding information from them.

The Abel Ring said, "We apologize, individual of the human civilization, for making you wait. We hold no particular malice, only surprise that your civilization was able to independently create the most basic predictive mathematics at a rather elementary stage and use it to guide your own path forward, which is an extremely rare occurrence."

"Can you talk about the specific content of this discipline?"

Zhang Yuan pondered for a while, regaining his composure from that initial slight panic. Since he had already obtained clues about Curvature Technology from Sigma, giving away the core content of New Civilization History was fine as long as it wasn’t a loss.

Moreover, in the face of such a high-level civilization, no matter what, the benefits of an exchange outweigh the drawbacks.

He quickly introduced the core information of New Civilization History and some specific calculation methods. This area actually encompassed a lot, but he simply selected some crucial points to discuss. Content that would be difficult for humans to understand was a simple matter for this luminous sphere.

As Zhang Yuan spoke, the shape of the sphere constantly changed, not maintaining its spherical shape while contemplating. To enable swifter photon interaction, sometimes it would become a flat ellipsoid or even stretch out like pulled dough.

In the end, the other party commented, "We have understood what you mean, a very interesting subject. It might have touched the boundaries that a low-level interstellar civilization can reach. Within the Gaia Faction, there are similar disciplines..."

"Your civilization truly exemplifies perseverance, for what’s harder than creating this discipline is following its guidance. Many times, intelligent life is blind and arrogant, always believing they can control their own fate, when it’s not the case at all."

Zhang Yuan nodded. "Yes, you’re absolutely right. In fact, within our civilization, not many are following it, only this particular branch. Everyone is unaware of how to walk the future path, not knowing which is the brighter one, so they end up going their own separate ways."

The Abel Ring fell silent for a while, "It reminds me of the perplexity when we first came in contact with predictive mathematics. So, we joined the Gaia Faction and studied predictive mathematics in all aspects. Before we knew it, two hundred million years had passed, a period of time where oceans turned to mulberry fields—a blink of an eye, and yet, it seems we have made considerable progress, and at the same time, it feels like we have achieved nothing but wasted time here."

Zhang Yuan asked, "The predictive mathematics you’re referring to, what is it exactly?"

The other party fell silent for a while, seemingly pondering how to explain this very complicated issue to Zhang Yuan.

"The Gaia Faction believes that the birth, aging, sickness, and death of the universe are encapsulated within mathematics. Predictive mathematics is a discipline that attempts to trace history and predict the future, sharing certain commonalities with the New Civilization History created by your civilization."

"Intelligent civilizations are the most complicated entities in the universe. In the brief seconds of our conversation, countless civilizations are flourishing and declining."

"In this instant, trillions upon trillions of lives are being born in the universe. These newborns are seeing the world for the first time, emitting their own unique sounds for the first time. These voices interweave together, forming a grand symphony. Even though many lives are born with the purpose of becoming food for others, there are many more lives that will endure the pain of hunger and cold. Yet, this very first cry upon birth is always beautiful."

"And what we hope for is a way to predict the entire universe, to listen to these voices."

Zhang Yuan was stunned, speechless.

"To explain this, let’s take a simple example: π, the ratio of the circumference of a circle to its diameter, infinite and never repeating. Within this string of numbers lies every possible combination."

"Within this never-ending non-repeating decimal lies the entire history of your civilization, including the 150 million characters you just traded to us, encompassing everything, and also spelling out the future of your civilization. Of course, it is just a number in predictive mathematics that converges very slowly."

Zhang Yuan knew about this area of mathematics.

Many scientists believe that π contains all possible combinations of numbers. In this endless string of digits, it encompasses every person’s birthday, phone password, social account, every little aspect of life, including the first syllable uttered as a baby, the name of a loved one, the story of one’s life from beginning to end, all the information in the universe—it’s all contained within this number!

However, whether π includes all possible permutations and combinations has not received a strict mathematical proof.

Perhaps human mathematics will never be able to prove such a thing.

Zhang Yuan even felt that this thing was actually quite useless, as if a monkey randomly striking keys on a keyboard might, given infinite time, be able to produce the works of Shakespeare.

In the face of infinity, any tiny miracle could happen. But what use is it?

Even if you were a god-level civilization with tremendous computing power, what difference would it make to have such power when facing the endless information computed through brute force compared to zero?

Still, he asked, "Do you mean that, as long as π is computed nonstop, we could crack the history and future of all civilizations in the universe? But..."

"No, of course not. It’s not that simple."

The Abel Ring seemed to see Zhang Yuan’s confusion and explained, "π is just a simple example I gave; its convergence is very low and it requires a very long time to calculate before finding even a tiny bit of valid information. Using π to calculate is obviously inappropriate. Even if it encompassed all information of the universe, it would still be inappropriate."

"You can refer to this function, which is a bit of information we inferred based on the historical samples of your civilization."

A function of immense information appeared before Zhang Yuan’s eyes, and just to preserve the text of this equation took up a whopping 133GB!

Zhang Yuan’s own brain capacity was definitely not enough; he had to enlist the help of the Artificial Intelligence Sigma to start calculating this equation.

"Could you please help me compute this?"

"Sure, no problem."

According to the algorithm given by the Abel Ring, all the numbers at the beginning were ineffective digits.

After the 11.6112 billionth position, there appeared a large segment of human history, the description of which was exactly the same as the texts provided by humans!

The continuously jumping digits afterwards made Zhang Yuan’s scalp tingle; each number was so precise, and he clearly knew that this was completely calculated content, not made up at all!

Zhang Yuan skipped over the segment of history given by humans.

What followed was some bizarre content about humans; a child named "Catalanpus" was born on the spaceship "Radiant Galaxy," and his first sound was "Ah!" The surrounding air pressure, air humidity... his DNA sequence... (a vast amount of text).

This child named "Catalanpus" had 120,787 hair follicles on his head, and the current status of each of his cells was as follows: GB0019HKL dead, GB0019HKF alive, GB0019HKG alive... the number of cells that died in the next second (a vast amount of text). The number of cells that would die in the second after that (a vast amount of text).

Next came a boy named "Yu Junzheng," 13 years old, standing there drinking water from a cup, what material the cup was made of, the exact molecular formula (...), how many water molecules were in the cup, and how they made their way into his intestines and stomach.

Then... what the cells in the intestines and stomach were like, down to a specific water molecule being absorbed by a specific numbered cell...

Such trifling matters led to an extremely vast amount of descriptive text!

It was downright terrifying!