The software development department of the Fishbone Base on the apocalyptic side has been meeting the software development needs of future people's technology on this side of the world. It is certainly feasible in the short term, but it is very inefficient in the long run. Although there are many talents in the end of the world and the labor costs are frighteningly low, there are population restrictions.
The Future People Group continues to develop all the time, but the number of technicians in the software development department at the end of the world has only increased by less than 10 a year.
Take the developed god-level continent as an example. It took nearly a year to develop such a world-class virtual reality online game. This was based on the materials of the games already developed on the site and was frantically fried. According to the data provided by Du Yongkang to Jiang Chen, according to the standards of Zhanqian Game Company, the subsequent updates and operation and maintenance of this large-scale RG online game require at least a fifty-person project department.
Jiang Chen did not tell him that this online game may even have hundreds of millions of players in the near future. After all, the only immersive virtual online game in this world is Futureren Technology. Considering such a large player base, if we want to keep the game content fresh, there is no suspense for the number of people in this project department to exceed 500.
This number is not an exaggeration at all. If you look at Blizzard's bloated operations team, you will know how many people are needed to maintain a high-quality online game. Even though "God Level Continent" has artificial intelligence to help adjust the game memory, the limitations of low-level artificial intelligence in creativity mean that some tasks still cannot replace manual work.
It is precisely for this reason that it is only a matter of time before development tools are made public. Only by allowing more people to master the development of virtual reality programs can Futureman Technology recruit more coders and support the Internet empire he built.
However, the public development of tools cannot be rushed, at least until the technical backbone of Futureman Technology has mastered the technical advantages.
As early as half a year ago, after the Futureman Group building was completed in Koro Island, he transferred some of the technical backbones from Futureman Technology to the new country to receive instructions on VR program development tools "4.0" and VR graphics processing software "2.1" Operational training.
However, the trouble is that although the operation interfaces of these programming tools are very user-friendly, they are not suitable for laymen with zero foundation in this aspect. There are still quite a few difficulties. The results of the training can be imagined. It took more than half a year for these technical backbones of Futureman Technology to figure out a little bit of the ropes and barely reached the level of beginners.
It is estimated that it will take half a year or even a year. Only then can they fully control these two softwares.
It is precisely for this reason that in order to ensure the market competitiveness of Futureman Technology in the software field, the release of these two tools must be postponed to at least half a year. In the past six months, Jiang Chen still had to get rid of the technicians in the wasteland to develop the software he needed.
Come with two plans. Jiang Chen temporarily returned to the apocalypse.
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It was already the end of December, and the wasteland Wanghai City was covered in silver and looked particularly enchanting.
When Jiang Chen first returned to the Fish Bone Base, there was still a faint festive atmosphere in the air.
As daily necessities become more abundant, the quality of life of NAC people gradually improves.
Although Christmas is not an official holiday for Pan-Asian cooperation, people before the war usually did something on this day. With the idea of "Another year is about to pass, it's rare that these few months have been so peaceful and stable, so let's do something to celebrate." The marshal's wife generously took out the refrigerated meat that was close to its expiration date and announced that the next few months were so peaceful and stable. The second barbecue event will be held on Christmas Day!
Ever since. A group of people who do not believe in Jesus at all enjoyed the festive celebrations on this cold day, and at the same time prayed to gods that they knew did not exist, such as "Our NAC will last forever."
"Hey, you big perverted wolf, are you back? I wish you had come back a day earlier. Yesterday Yao Yao roasted a whole big turkey." Seeing Jiang Chen come back, Lin Ling was lying on the sofa reading comics. Two delicate white legs were dangling leisurely.
The heating in winter is always so lazy.
"If you always call me this name, be careful if I actually eat you one day." Jiang Chen sighed as he looked at the poisonous-tongued girl who had turned into a useless person.
It’s really becoming less and less like what the end of the world should be like.
Lin Ling unusually did not answer. Jiang Chen noticed that she was covering her face with a comic book.
"Comic books... are there any such things sold in the Sixth District? Speaking of which, where is Sun Jiao?" Jiang Chen looked around the living room and found that Lin Ling was the only one here.
"Sister Sun Jiao, she should be at the community center now. While you were away, she was doing the work for you that was supposed to be done by you."
While being moved, Jiang Chen couldn't help but look at Lin Ling in surprise.
Feeling a little embarrassed by Jiang Chen's look, Lin Ling blushed and moved the comic book higher.
"You, why are you looking at me?"
"It's nothing. I'm just relieved to find that even Lin Ling cares about people."
"Hey! What do you mean by this? Didn't I care about people before?!"
Before Lin Ling threw the comic book at her in shame, Jiang Chen put down the pudding he brought to her and dodged it with a smile.
Except for Lin Ling, whose Garden of Eden project was stalled due to heavy snow, she was free every day. The girls in the villa basically had something to do every day.
Yao Yao was still in her room, developing the program Jiang Chen gave her. Little Loli worked very hard. Jiang Chen remembered that when he bought her back, her computer skill rating was only C. But after such a long period of study, the program she designed made even Du Yongkang, the director of the NAC Software Development Department, sigh. Not as good as.
After placing the gift he bought for her on her desk, Jiang Chen held the little girl on his lap at the request of the little girl and rubbed her soft hair.
To be honest, although it was said that she was helping Yao Yao relieve her work fatigue, when he saw her long eyelashes squinting and her cute look trembling with comfort, Jiang Chen only felt that the fatigue on his body was also wiped out. and dispersed.
After spending some quiet time with her, Jiang Chen left the villa and went straight to the community center.
…
Snowflakes were falling outside the window, and strings of water drops fell on the glass.
Because of the heating, the office is very warm.
"Sister, I said... why don't today's work end here." Lying on the desk, Sun Jiao pursed her lips and held the pen for signing, and said exhaustedly.
"No, sister. Brother-in-law entrusts you with such an important job because he trusts you. Please work harder. The next document is... The Beer Bottle Arms Company regarding the exchange of arms for sulfur-containing steel and rice trade agreement.”
"Can't you just sign casually? Who dares to use the contract to deceive us?" Sun Jiao raised her eyebrows and said arrogantly.
"No, we have set the rules. If we ourselves cannot abide by the contract, then the order that my brother-in-law has worked so hard to establish will be out of the question. So in order to avoid unnecessary disputes, please read the terms of the contract clearly. Every detail.”
"I said... can't we always call him brother-in-law or brother-in-law? It always feels weird. Obviously you also..." Thinking of the charming husband who worked with her sister every time, Sun Jiao couldn't help but have a blush on her cheeks.
"No, please satisfy my sister's little evil taste." A smile like a little devil appeared on the corner of Sun Xiaorou's mouth.
Jiang Chen always felt that when she smiled like this, she looked particularly like her sister.
When he saw Jiang Chen appearing at the door, the pen fell from Sun Jiao's curled mouth with a clang.
Looking at the longing in her sister's eyes, Sun Xiaorou smiled and shook her head.
"Ah ah... It seems that today's work has to be postponed to tomorrow."
Like a gust of wind blowing by, Jiang Chen caught Sun Jiao who threw herself into his arms. The longing that had been absent for a long time spread to the deepest part of his heart along with the heat on his chest and lips.
"Dead people don't even come back to see me..."
"I'm afraid I can't help but not want to go back."
"Really?"
"real."
In the end of the world, he has become the emperor of the earth, and there is no threat of natural selection. The Eden Project is progressing, and in just ten or twenty years, life here will not necessarily be worse than it is now.
Just as the two of them were communicating with their eyes, the door behind them was suddenly locked with a click by Sun Xiaorou.
"kindness?"
Just when Jiang Chen was about to turn around and ask Sun Xiaorou why he locked the door, he was blocked by the same soft touch behind him.
Seeing her sister hugging Jiang Chen from behind, Sun Jiao said in surprise, "Xiaorou?"
However, Sun Xiaorou ignored her sister, biting the tip of Jiang Chen's ear and letting out a hot breath.
"Compared to my sister, I have a lot more patience..."
The two sisters looked at each other, smiled like little devils, and at the same time stretched out their jade hands towards [Beep--].
"Wait, wait—uh?!"
A short and enviable exclamation ended abruptly. In this extremely soundproof office, the long-awaited reunion ceremony was being staged... (.)