Forty thousand kilometers. The story is fiction.

“And Yasha didn’t fight with monsters like a child! When, again, in some incomprehensible way, he turned on the printer, Vlad realized that his son had reached the fifth level! scary pictures with inconceivable expressions of muzzles, some hunting for ships and galaxies, where Yasha fearlessly went, intending either to kill or save someone, appeared on the sheets crawling out of the printer. But, it seems, Yasha from he didn’t even know himself. Until we save. Or we don’t kill! He didn’t know this, and the printer, who couldn’t withstand the passions and for some reason broke down. or refill, after that the printer finally died, unable to withstand interference in his personal life.Perhaps it was not Yasha, it was just for the printer that his life was coming up, but, anyway, Vlad had to buy a new one. Remembering the amount of paper leaving for the illustration of battles with monsters on the fifth level, where they showed particular aggression and lawlessness, Vlad came to an opinion supported, by the way, by his wife, Katya, that it was time to switch to laser technology, then, you see, and they will have something to work with! May be. All the same chances will be more. On that and decided. Having allocated a decent amount from the family budget, Katya sent Vlad to the store, simultaneously concluding an oral memorandum with her son on limiting the use of heavy rocket ships and positron guns due to their instability in splitting active uranium rods. Which, inevitably, leads to an increased consumption of paper in laser printers, one of which is now where the dad went. "
And the computer still connected to the brain! To his forty thousand kilometers of neurons!