The Seamless Real Number Line

"May the Lord bless you with a wonderful day."

Bishop Berkeley pulled two flyers from the stack in his hands and stuffed one into each of the two people's hands, then looked up at the sun radiating endless light and heat in the sky.

In the ordinary Integer World, it was a blazing fireball, the sun that nourished humanity.

But in this Irrational-Number World, that radiant sun was actually a faint reflection cast by the two powerhouses who stood at the source of calculus.

The power contained in that mere reflection already far surpassed the corpse of the Buddha Ancestor in the True World.

This Irrational-Number World, hidden within infinite space, was already very similar to the information world that transcended the Material Universe.

From the perspective of finite beings, it was impossible to distinguish the difference between the two.

Judging purely by the level of power possessed by living beings, every blade of grass and tree in this Irrational-Number World was far stronger than the so-called great figures who controlled an entire dimensional world.

Yet in terms of the essence of life, there was still no real difference between them.

Power that could not be understood or controlled did not count as one's own power.

The game world in an ordinary person's hands corresponded to a boundless real world, and their daily entertainment was the fate of all living beings within that world.

But even someone who held God's authorization was still only a mortal.

The world they could see was merely that electronic screen, not the vast and boundless real world as a whole.

That power came from authorization beyond the scope of their own understanding. They themselves stood on the same level as the beings whose fates they controlled; there was nothing unreachable about them.

Their capacity