Life Is Finite While Knowledge Is Infinite

Another morning.

Other elves, including Richard who rarely got up early in the morning, had gone downstairs. Zhang Zian was cleaning the shop downstairs with Wang Qian and Li Kun. Everything was moving along and orderly as usual.

Pi briefly took off the pince-nez glasses on its nose, rubbed its eyes, and put the glasses back on its nose. It jumped from the swivel chair to the table and then jumped onto the windowsill. Next to the laptop, there was a crumpled old newspaper. A Microsoft Word document was displayed on the laptop's screen, and the cursor was flashing at the end of the content. Except for occasional typos and inexplicable numbers, the content of the document was almost identical to the front-page headline of the old newspaper.