Aleph-null, the cardinality of all natural numbers, was the "number" that represented the totality of natural numbers.
It was undoubtedly a "number," yet it did not belong to the set of "natural numbers."
The line of poetry Beauty God sought, beyond Poetry Cloud.
It was the "first" infinity, the "smallest" infinity.
Yet it was also a realm the finite could never imagine.
It was the first dividing line between finitude and infinity.
Below it, no accumulation of finite things could compare to this "smallest" infinity.
Any strong person whose strength could be described as "a little stronger" or "a little weaker" must lie beneath it.
Any individual whose strength could be measured through addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division could never catch up to it.
But on the other hand, it was also the "smallest" infinity.
Above it, any infinity stronger than it was an existence she could never reach, no matter what she did.
The gap between the second infinity and her was as great as the gap between her and the finite.
Wang Qi was stunned. "Aleph-null... was actually... Tier 4.5 as well?"
He had thought it would at least count as Tier Five.
"Perhaps? I once thought I was on the same level as the Celestial Great Saints—we even once believed that we were the creators of the Celestial Great Saints." The woman calling herself Aleph-null spoke thus.
Wang Qi's heart stirred. "What... does that mean?"
"Just as it literally says, we are the creators of the Celestial Great Saints—from a certain finite logic, that should be correct." The woman lowered her head and pondered for a moment. "If viewed through Divine Land's culture... my surname should be Ni—we, this race, are called 'Neon.' We were the first life forms at the beginning of the universe."
The woman