Chapter 595: Chapter 564: Permanent Residents of the Virtual World
Seeing the boss say in all seriousness during the important company monthly eting that the next main task is “to find people to play gas together,” Jason felt a strong sense of dissonance.
What’s even more outrageous is that after Lincoln said that, none of the many people in the eting room had the reaction he expected—
They were clearly sowhat puzzled, but after a brief mont of confusion, they all accepted this outrageous statent with a resigned expression.
Jason blinked and looked at Fred not far away, suddenly understanding what Fred had said a few days ago—
“Geniuses have unusual thought processes, and they sotis say and do things that are unpredictable. We may not be able to keep up with them, but it’s normal not to be too bothered by it.”
Jason couldn’t help but lant internally: ‘Who can keep up with this!’
But Lincoln didn’t explain, urging everyone to mind their own business while saying “let’s get back to work.”
And just like that, the eting ended.
Jason was surprised to see that the new colleagues really dispersed and went back to their individual tasks.
—Everyone was busy after all, it was Monday, and they had to quickly handle the tasks accumulated over the weekend, so they all looked rather hurried.
Only Quentina pulled Jason aside and asked him to first log off and complete the onboarding process.
Jason could only follow her, still feeling puzzled.
*
After the eting, Lincoln didn’t rush to do other things but first pulled aside Randall.
He needed to discuss a rather awkward yet important topic with Randall first.
Instead of staying in the virtual office, Lincoln brought him to a café in the tropolis.
It was the very one where they had been when Dream Cloud Studio had only the four of them.
Of course, now they were using a separate mirror instead of the public map.
Otherwise, they would undoubtedly be surrounded by onlookers.
As of now, only 100,000 people have the qualification to permanently reside in the tropolis on the public map.
However, with the acceleration of Cloud Dream’s developnt, the Assassin’s Alliance operation team has gradually opened up access to the tropolis Public Map.
By last week, the conditions have been relaxed to allow anyone who has cleared the ga’s main quest to enter tropolis freely.
Of course, it is only the “entry” and “tour” qualification, and no permanent residency rights.—
In other words, virtual real estate cannot be directly embedded, and the [Invitation Letter] and [Independent Testing Qualification] exclusive treatnts for permanent residents won’t be available either.
Considering the personal nature of the topic they were about to discuss, Lincoln naturally chose to create a separate mirror to avoid being disturbed.
As Randall picked up the coffee that the waiter brought over, he had a sip out of politeness and asked curiously, “What’s up? What is it that we need to talk about in this place?”
Lincoln thought about his wording and decided to be tactful: “What’s your view on limiting open sexual behavior in the virtual world?”
“Cough, cough!” Randall coughed awkwardly, obviously not expecting Lincoln to bring up such a topic.
But, despite the surprise, he didn’t hesitate for long and quickly expressed his agreent: “It should be… a good thing, right?”
“Yes, I also think it’s a good thing,” Lincoln nodded affirmatively. “But there’s a problem now that’s hard to solve.”
“What’s the problem? Is the review difficult?” Randall guessed.
“No, it’s about sensory data. As you can see, I’m a man…”
“Cough, cough, cough…” This ti, Randall choked on his coffee.
Lincoln didn’t pause, continuing: “As you know, simply writing sensory code through conventional thods requires an imnse amount of data, and even after a lot of effort, the realism of the senses can only reach 95%. After that, every 1% increase requires a huge amount of work, and pushing it to 100% is extrely difficult. The more abstract and difficult the feelings are to describe, the harder it is.”
Randall nodded in deep agreent.
Originally, Fred wanted to create a realistic night scene atmosphere, but the actual coding for sensory data took a lot of effort and beca more difficult after passing a certain threshold.
In the end, they had to ask Lincoln for help.
As a result, after Lincoln beca a trending topic for visiting a bar one night, the sensory database had an extra set of night scene data the next day.
Every Cloud Dream employee involved in the project had looked up to Lincoln like an immortal since then.
Everyone was curious about how Lincoln managed to pull it off.
It couldn’t have been done just by typing, could it?
With that amount of code, ten fingers, or even ten pairs of hands, wouldn’t be enough!
“I have a special thod that can directly translate our [physical sensations] into [sensory data],”‘ Lincoln explained to Randall. “But this thod has very limited usage and cannot be propagated.”
“What do you an?” Randall vaguely understood what Lincoln ant.
“Uh…” Lincoln felt awkward again, “Do you think Sister Tung might be… willing to volunteer?”
“I won’t involve her privacy at all! I promise! It’s just a simple collection of sensory data,” Lincoln quickly assured him.
Randall also felt awkward, but in the end, he nodded and said, “I need to talk to her and ask her opinion first.”
“Of course, of course, it’s only right,” Lincoln nodded repeatedly. “I’ll wait here for you?”
Randall nodded wordlessly, then quickly opened a teleportation gate and left.
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