MC Creative Mode: Wholesale Perpetual Motion Machine

Chapter 177 The Unchanging World and Variables (2)

Just like a gambling expert who relies solely on hearing and experience to determine the number of dice in a dice cup, or even their values, by listening to the sound of the dice hitting each other.

The concerto that Fang Zheng casually put together was somewhat similar to this kind of dice game.

Even with powerful computing capabilities, one or two sounds cannot fully calculate all the details at the microscopic level if the initial data is insufficient.

Sufficient initial data was needed for Fangzheng to indirectly use its massive computing power to reverse engineer and calculate the minute model of Ichigo Kurosaki's body, down to the level of muscles and bones.

Based on this, Fangzheng used more data to reverse-engineer and obtained the basic state or motion variables of each cell of Kurosaki Ichigo, such as position, shape, and some rough changes in internal state.

If we assume that the parameters that each cell needs to simulate are roughly kept between 1 and 10 degrees of freedom, then the total degrees of freedom are at the lowest level of 10^14.

In this case, if Fangzheng wants to perform real-time calculations and simulations of the entire body of Kurosaki Ichigo, calculating the movement and interaction of its cell population, the number of basic computing units required is approximately 10^14.

Of course, Fang Zheng directly exhaustively enumerated all possible interactions between human cells and the external environment, which required an even larger amount of computation.

Similarly, there is still a huge gap between cells and atoms.

According to Fang Zheng's knowledge, there are approximately 10^28 atoms in the human body.

If we simply simulate the three classical degrees of freedom of each atom, such as its position and velocity, without considering its rotation, internal electronic state, quantum effects, and other changes.

Therefore, at least in terms of the number of degrees of freedom, the total number reaches 3×10^28.

In terms of the number of degrees of freedom alone, the coarse number of degrees of freedom at the cellular level is about 10^14, while the number of degrees of freedom involved in atomic-level simulations is about 10^28.

Therefore, in terms of the number of degrees of freedom alone, it is 10^14 times less than the cellular level, which is one hundred trillion.

Further simulations of interatomic interactions may require consideration of two-body, three-body, or even many-body interactions, which would exponentially increase computational complexity.

Compared to cellular-level simulations, atomic-level simulations not only have 10^14 times fewer degrees of freedom, but also exhibit an exponential increase in overall complexity, resulting in an unimaginable level of computational resources required.

Of course, all issues related to computing power are not a problem for Founder.

It's simply a matter of exhaustively listing all the possible states of 10^28 atoms.

其总状态数量，也就区区只是在保守估计下，为 10^10^28，极端一点也不过为区区10^10^45种而已。

For Founder, this amount of calculation is essentially no different from calculating 1+1.

The only thing worth considering is whether there is uncertainty regarding microscopic particles in this place that resembles a game world.
Since the human Fang Zheng was only a junior high school student, he didn't have much knowledge at the microscopic level.

He had never encountered a situation before that required him to specifically learn something new.

Even so, Fang Zheng still knew a little bit of common sense.

That is, the product of the uncertainty of a microscopic particle’s position and the uncertainty of its momentum is greater than or equal to half of Planck’s constant. This means that when you try to measure the position of a particle more precisely, the uncertainty of its momentum increases, and vice versa.

The position and momentum of a microscopic particle cannot be determined simultaneously.

At least, in the world where humanity once lived, that probably wouldn't work.

The uncertainty of the position and momentum of microscopic particles renders the so-called Laplace's demon in physics obsolete.

If something similar exists in this world that resembles a game rendering, then Fangzheng's calculations might be hindered by such microscopic barriers.

however……

No!

To Fangzheng's great disappointment, there was none!

There are absolutely no such microscopic barriers!
As the cellular concerto played for longer and longer periods, the accumulated data allowed Fangzheng to continuously reverse engineer the calculations until they reached the atomic level, and then attempt even more detailed calculations...

Everything is certain; there is no uncertainty about any atom, or rather, the smallest collisional-volume particle that may or may not be called an atom.

No matter how you calculate it, it's like a series of hollow spheres, each containing particles that can be called spirit particles.

Fang Zheng was slightly disappointed: "I originally wanted to just give it a try, maybe play around with unleashing the strong nuclear force of atoms, or even mass-energy conversion or something, but it turns out atoms are this kind of thing..."

The two small balls constitute the minimum collision volume, and their momentum and position can be clearly calculated by Fangzheng.

Similarly, the boundaries of the barriers that can be clearly confirmed at this micro level and rendered in real time are also indirectly confirmed by Founder.

Unlike the places where "humans" like Ichigo Kurosaki are rendered in real time, this observation is done through purely indirect calculations, providing a more objective perspective.

Beyond that rendering barrier, there is simply nothingness, a complete lack of related computational modeling.

In other words, this is indeed a game, a game where everything is predetermined.

Although Founder was able to collect not much data due to rendering barriers.

However, it can be confirmed for the time being that this is indeed a fixed and unchanging world in which Fang Zheng can brute forcefully deduce the past and future using pure computing power.

One, similar to Fangzheng, and to a blocky person who only acts according to what a human Fangzheng would do.

But even in a world like this, could Fang Zheng really act as Laplace's demon?
However, there is still something in the black box, something whose specific state cannot be deduced by indirect calculation of various vibration changes.

for example……

"So you're the human that Aizen has been specifically watching, right?"

Suddenly, a cold voice rang out.

Turning his head expressionlessly, he saw a tall, arrogant man with blue hair, wearing a half-mask, a black hole in his abdomen, and arms crossed, giving Kurosaki Ichigo a provocative smile.

Ichigo Kurosaki looked at him and calmly asked, "This should be Hueco Mundo, where the Hollows live, right? The one you mentioned named Aizen is the one who controls these Hollows to test Ichigo, isn't he?" "If you know anything, could you tell me? I would be very grateful."

"Heh! Who knows!" Grimmjow grinned wickedly, loosened his arms, and strolled toward Ichigo Kurosaki. "Although your spiritual pressure is as weak as trash, the fact that you can fly at such a fast speed and defeat a few trash Gillians must mean you're somewhat special."

"Just consider this a way to pass the time. No matter what makes you special, come and fight me first!"

"If you want to know anything, beat me first!"

boom!
With a deafening roar, the desert exploded into a giant wave as Grimmjow grinned and slammed his fist into the sand.

Just like felines enjoy toying with their prey, Grimmjow could have used the Hollow's special ability "Sound Wave" to launch an attack with unpredictable short-range spatial teleportation, but he chose not to. After all, it's no fun if the prey is toyed with and killed in an instant.

However, he saw that Kurosaki Ichigo in front of him was not moving at all, making no attacking or defensive moves, as if he had been terrified by the attack.

The next moment, that fist, powerful enough to shatter skyscrapers, was about to smash the boy in front of him to pieces.

Not even a trace of flesh or bone will remain; under this attack, they will only turn into an exploding blood mist.

His fist had already slammed into the chest of the defenseless Kurosaki Ichigo, and Grimmjow's sinister grin had long since faded. "Just a piece of trash with some special abilities? How boring..."

"What!" But when he hit the target, the boredom on his face suddenly changed.

With a soft "thud," Grimmjow's fist felt like it hadn't struck flesh at all, as if it had hit the air or a sponge. The power seemed to be swallowed up by a black hole in an instant.

That fist, capable of easily shattering a building, rested quietly on Ichigo Kurosaki's chest, like a playful fight between friends.

He seemed to hear a strange melody resonating within him, and his punch seemed to have simply transformed into a powerful note within that melody.
"Are you done playing?"

Calm and indifferent words rang in his ears, and Grimmjow's expression changed drastically. He slammed his knee upwards, trying to use the momentum to fall backwards.

But a fist had already silently torn through the air and struck his abdomen.

Boom boom boom! ! !
Grimmjow's body seemed to be broken in two, and his entire body shot backward, carving a huge trench in the endless desert.

Grimmjow collapsed to his knees, his face turning ashen, his stomach churning as he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Kurosaki Ichigo's calm question rang out again: "Can you tell me now?"

"Hahahaha!"

Despite the excruciating pain in his abdomen and his bluish-purple face, Grimmjow showed no sign of suffering. Instead, he became even more excited, revealing a fanatical smile.

He vomited another mouthful of blood and exclaimed, "You're really strong!"

"But I haven't lost yet!"

With a whoosh, the longsword at his waist was drawn. Grimmjow held the sword to his chest, his left hand forming a claw as he gripped the blade, making a strange sound, and excitedly shouted, "Squeak, King of the Panthers!"

boom!
An immense spiritual pressure exploded directly from its center, enveloping its entire body in white bone armor, with a sharp tail made of white bone extending from its tailbone.

This is an ability called Resurrection.

When a Hollow becomes an Arrancar due to its own actions or external factors, its Hollow form shatters, and its original core of power condenses into something similar to a Shinigami's Zanpakuto, allowing it to break through its original power limit and grow again.

However, because the core of their power is concentrated on the outside and transformed into weapons, even though they possess greater power in their human form than before they were Arrancar, they are still not in their true, complete state.

Only when they are in their Arrancar state, and release the core of power that has been gathered outside and integrate it into their soul, can they truly unleash the full power of their newly evolved form!

Like a humanoid leopard, Grimmjow, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, charged forward, laughing maniacally!
"Hahahaha!"

Come on, come on! Let's fight! Let's play together!

Hands and feet as sharp as blades wildly unleashed a barrage of spiritual pressure blades, slashing towards Ichigo Kurosaki.

Puff puff...

Amidst the viscous sound of flesh being torn apart, Grimmjow frowned.

"You think you're so strong? How come I killed you so easily?"

As expected, Ichigo Kurosaki neither dodged nor avoided the spiritual pressure blades, and was torn apart into pieces of flesh flying everywhere.

But the next moment, the scattered chunks of flesh suddenly disintegrated, turning into a rain of blood.

Then, swept up by a mysterious current, the blood rain gathered again.

When the cellular concerto is played, Fang Zheng is already able to allow Ichigo Kurosaki's body to recombine at the cellular level at will, healing injuries.

When the Atomic Concerto, or rather the Concerto of the Instruments, is played, any attack that cannot completely obliterate the instruments will naturally have no effect on Ichigo Kurosaki.

"Are you done attacking?"

Without offering any resistance or defense, they simply walked across the desert.

Kurosaki Ichigo's figure approached step by step, allowing Grimmjow, whose expression had changed drastically, to launch any attack he could.

Whether it's being sliced ​​into pieces, blasted into a bloody mist, or burned to ashes by a Cero...

All attacks were completely ineffective.

The distance between Ichigo Kurosaki and Grimmjow gradually decreased, and no matter how much he struggled or tried to escape, there was no sign of it widening.

Finally, when he reached him, Kurosaki Ichigo gently tapped him with his finger. A strange tremor ran through his body, and without any resistance, he collapsed to the ground.

(End of this chapter)