Chapter 725: 409 Chapter 725: 409 It wasn’t just him, Huang Ping and Lin Nan were also experiencing insomnia.
Fang Cheng’s technical expertise was trustworthy, but the previous discussion had clearly presented many technical difficulties, and Huang Ping at least couldn’t figure out how to solve them.
In his understanding, such discussions often ant letting one’s imagination run wild, continuously brainstorming ideas.
If one-tenth of the ideas discussed in the eting were implented, it would be considered decent, even if the boss’s AI technology was masterfully used, it probably still wouldn’t be enough.
Moreover, Lin Nan had proposed a feature that most ga designers dream of achieving: “wishing for sothing and making it so.” Implenting this feature would require an extrely profound understanding of AI technology, which is likely not easy to accomplish.
All night long, Huang Ping pondered how to implent these challenging points raised by the boss, resulting in a sleepless night.
Upon waking, he ca to the studio with dark circles under his eyes, only to find Xiao Douzi and Lin Nan wearing the sa expression.
After a bitter smile, Huang Ping decided that no matter what the demo created by the boss looked like, he would praise it and then do his best to make revisions.
After all, they were ideas that they had discussed, and no matter how difficult, they had to be completed.
Finally, when Fang Cheng arrived, Huang Ping couldn’t wait to take the USB drive handed to him and started playing the ga.
As the ga started, an aged yet clear voice rang out: “My na is Cheng Tianhua, an elderly man from Huaxia. I still rember the morning I first boarded a cruise ship…”
The scene shifted and the cruise ship began to appear. Huang Ping found that the perspective had switched to first-person, and the height difference between himself and the people around him made him realize he had beco a child on the cruise ship.
A middle-aged man with an indistinct face stood in front of him, rubbing his head and saying, “Don’t move from here, I’m going to buy so oranges.”
“Taking advantage of as soon as you co up,” said Huang Ping with a laugh.
“Hmm, what advantage?”
Huang Ping felt his head being vigorously rubbed, and the man had already left to buy oranges below.
Watching the man leave, Huang Ping realized that the man had reacted to his words, which ant the ga could interact with NPCs through a microphone, and NPCs could respond accordingly.
However, this feature was already standard for Fang Cheng Studio, so he wasn’t too surprised, but continued to observe his surroundings.
Although this was the deck of a yacht, the scene was much more magical than he had imagined.
He saw people moving goods onto the ship from the dock, fierce white lions caged in unreliable-looking enclosures, glancing with predatory eyes at nearby passengers.
An Indian from the White Elephant Country was charming snakes, but his tune was unreliable, and he nearly got bitten several tis.
It seed there was also a circus of eccentrics, with all sorts of odd people moving around on the deck, which Huang Ping found astonishing.
Before he knew it, Huang Ping had left his original spot and wandered deeper.
It wasn’t until the ship’s whistle blew that he rembered his father in the ga had said he would buy him oranges.
Running back to the stern in a hurry, he saw the ship slowly nearing the dock, and the man who had rubbed his head earlier was standing at the bow, holding up a basket full of oranges, looking bewildered.
He didn’t know what to do but, when he saw the ship slowly pulling away, he suddenly threw the oranges with all his might towards Huang Ping.
Several hit the deck and fell into the water, but one finally landed in Huang Ping’s hands.
Seeing his son finally catch an orange, the man broke into a smile, shouting, “Very sweet!”
Looking at the reddish-orange fruit in his hand, Huang Ping suddenly felt an emptiness.
Just now, he should have waited a bit longer.
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