I Have a Mansion in the Post-Apocalyptic World

Chapter 388 Virtual Helmet Sample

At the end of the corridor on the first floor of the community center, there is a large office converted from a meeting room. Le Wen's Novel|The discussion sound from the half-closed door has never stopped, and it looks like the work inside is very busy.

Although the reform some time ago led to the almost dismantling and reorganization of most departments, this department alone has not changed.

A board with words engraved on it hangs crookedly on the door panel - [God Level Continental Game Development Department].

At the moment, the conference room converted into an office is bustling with activity.

"The mission script has been completed, Lao Zhang, have you finished the text?"

"It's done, wait a minute, I'll pack it up and send it to you."

"Our team has finished the model from number c10087. The rest is from here to here, a total of 17 have to be entered manually, take a look..."

The conference room was divided into separate office rooms by more than a dozen door panels. More than fifty programmers were struggling in front of the holographic computer with deep bags under their eyes, making further improvements to this virtual reality online game.

Sitting in front of the holographic computer, Du Yongkang scanned the lines of code. As a game director, he doesn't need to type the code himself like a programmer, he only needs to review the results of each working group and give guidance on the general direction of game development.

This job is easy to say, but it is not easy to do. The work of more than 50 people is reviewed by him alone, and his hard work can be seen from the bags under his eyes.

But he didn't hate the hard work, rather he enjoyed it. Before the war, he was just a senior engineer and had never held the position of game director, but he never expected that fate would make a huge joke on him. The position he dreamed of was actually obtained after the war.

I haven't closed my eyes for 24 hours, and the last line of code has been reviewed. He was about to take a nap on the table, but happened to see an unexpected person at the door.

Du Yongkang's eyes lit up when he saw Jiang Chen appearing at the door. Quickly got up and greeted him.

After simply exchanging greetings, Jiang Chen said straight to the point.

"Don't be so nervous. I'm just here to take a look. By the way, is the server I asked you to debug last time ready?"

"It's already done." Du Yongkang nodded with a smile. This honest programmer doesn't know how to flatter others, but keeps smiling on his face.

Although it looks a little funny,

But Jiang Chen still likes this kind of scheming person.

"Then take me to have a look."

"No problem! Please follow me." Du Yongkang bowed respectfully, and then led Jiang Chen to the utility room next door.

The utility room looks like a programmer, with cardboard boxes piled up randomly. Looking at the messy arrangement, Du Yongkang was a little embarrassed and scratched his head.

"It's okay. I don't care how you put these things, just show me the sample of that helmet."

"Ah, yes, hehe." With an embarrassing smile, Du Yongkang hurried to the pile of cardboard boxes and turned over, removed a few cardboard boxes full of discarded copywriting, and dragged out from behind a box containing five virtual papers. A cardboard box for a reality helmet.

Looking at the helmet in the cardboard box, Jiang Chen felt an indescribable excitement in his heart.

If the giant ship cannon is the romance of men, then the virtual reality helmet is probably the romance of all netizens. Jiang Chen asserted that he had read online novels. Or game lovers who have played next-generation online games and stand-alone games have never imagined that one day they will be able to wear a virtual helmet and kill all directions in the 0 and 1 virtual online games.

"marshal?"

"You're not a soldier. Just call me boss."

"Okay, okay boss." Du Yongkang smiled shyly, stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head, "Does this thing look like what you want?"

Jiang Chen reached out and took out a helmet from the box, held it in his hand and observed it carefully.

The black glass mirror and the blue-black polyethylene shell are like a sleek motorcycle helmet. A scaly "little tail" hangs from the back of the helmet, the length of which is similar to the neck. The spinal nerve can be connected through the micro-circuit, and it can be used as a port to interfere with the brain.

Weighed up and down. The weight is about 1-2kg, slightly heavier than a motorcycle helmet. But it doesn't matter. When starting the helmet, the user enters a deep sleep state, and it is estimated that not many people will choose to stand and play this game.

"How much molybdenum does a virtual helmet consume?" Jiang Chen asked casually.

"If you don't consider material loss, it's about 300 grams." Du Yongkang replied with certainty.

"300 grams?" Jiang Chen pinched his chin and fell into deep thought.

In this way, one ton of molybdenum ore can produce at least three thousand virtual helmets. When we go back and settle the molybdenum mine issue, we will be able to mass-produce this thing. Of course, this matter is not in a hurry. Before the official launch, Jiang Chen plans to find a few living volunteers to conduct internal testing, and make sure to adjust this game to be as perfect as possible.

After all, this is an epoch-making online game. The cultural acceptance of people in the 22nd century and the 21st century is still different. He doesn't want to lower the quality of the game because of haste.

"...In order to make such a hundred samples, the logistics department also dismantled a training cabin for us to get enough molybdenum. Why not use the training cabin as a platform for this game? Compared with this Antique, the advanced training cabin is not only much better in operating capability but also in comfort."

Khan, dismantled the training cabin? .

What a loss...Jiang Chen cursed secretly in his heart, but didn't show it on his face.

"Running ability? Will playing games with this virtual helmet get stuck?"

"Cards can't do it. This kind of game with simple physical rules can't reflect it." Du Yongkang said with a wave of his hand.

"That's fine. This kind of fantasy-themed game doesn't need highly simulated physics rules. Don't dismantle the training cabin. For the time being, I only need these 100 helmets." Jiang Chen said.

Du Yongkang nodded, seeing that Jiang Chen didn't intend to change his mind, he didn't say anything more. He was just making a suggestion to Jiang Chen, so he wouldn't argue with the boss about right and wrong.

"That's it. I'll get someone to take away the hundred helmets and the small server in the corner later. By the way, I almost forgot, have you done the security mechanism for the helmet?" Jiang Chen patted his head, asked hastily.

"Done, the dense lead compartment can prevent projection scanning. In addition, if someone tries to disassemble the helmet forcibly, the built-in safety circuit will be forced to overload, burning all the graphene circuit boards and chips in the helmet. Those who try to disassemble can only get A pile of scrap metal..."

But does anyone really need such antique technology? Du Yongkang muttered suspiciously in his heart.

Jiang Chen happily patted him on the shoulder, "Haha, you did a good job. Go find Wang Qing in a while. All game developers will receive 50 sub-crystals. This is a reward for your hard work!"

"Thank you boss!" Du Yongkang said excitedly.

50 subcrystals, which is already equivalent to a knight's one-month basic salary.

At this moment, he no longer had any doubts about the boss's decision-making in his heart.

Who cares? As long as the boss is happy. (To be continued.) () "I Have a Suite in the End Times" only represents the opinion of the author Chenxing LL. If you find that its content violates national laws and conflicts, please delete it. The position is only committed to providing healthy and green Read the platform. 【】,thank you all!

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