The Republic of Code011 is a massive, safe nation, notable for its infamous sell-swords, enslaved workforce, and absence of drug laws. The compassionate, cynical population of 4.885 billion Code011ians are ruled with an iron fist by the dictatorship government, which ensures that no-one outside the party gets too rich. In their personal lives, however, citizens are relatively unoppressed; it remains to be seen whether this is because the government genuinely cares about its people, or if it hasn't gotten around to stamping out civil rights yet.

The medium-sized, socially-minded, well-organized government juggles the competing demands of Law & Order, Healthcare, and Defense. The average income tax rate is 34.8%, but much higher for the wealthy.

The large but inefficient Code011ian economy, worth 182 trillion marks a year, is led by the Basket Weaving industry, with major contributions from Cheese Exports, Beef-Based Agriculture, and Trout Farming. Black market activity is notable. State-owned companies are common. Average income is 37,307 marks, and evenly distributed, with the richest citizens earning only 2.3 times as much as the poorest.

Voters who forget their name are given a hint, older citizens lament over the loss of law and order, a blood-red mark on the doorframe means a building must be passed over for destruction, and every politician claims to be at least 1% Native Code011ian. Crime, especially youth-related, is totally unknown, thanks to a very well-funded police force and progressive social policies in education and welfare. Code011's national animal is the cobra, which frolics freely in the nation's many lush forests.

Code011 is ranked 101,766^th in the world and 745^th in Artificial Solar System for Lowest Crime Rates, with 65.64 law-abiding acts per hour.