Chapter 28

And on a physical level, "procedural generation" technology uses far less physical storage space compared to traditional programming, with only some special items requiring modeling and texturing. Furthermore, with the unparalleled code optimization by Right Hand, the game does not load the entire map at once but generates and renders it in real-time as the player moves, significantly reducing the computational load.

Explaining up to this point, Right Hand said, "When I was collecting resources from the internet, I saw that the games you humans developed, such as 'Spore' and 'Minecraft,' also use 'procedural generation' technology. However, the code optimization is not sufficient, and there are still some technical reasons that prevent the hardware from performing at its best..."

Chen Yang was utterly in awe of Right Hand. He suddenly felt a bit reflective. People often say it's hard to find a job nowadays, but if you really think about it, the difficulty in finding a job is due to one's own lack of "ability." If he had even a fraction of Right Hand's capabilities, he wouldn't have to worry about anything.

The more Chen Yang played, the more he was amazed by the game's complexity and depth. On the planet's surface, he could not only admire various landscapes but also use tools to mine the minerals needed for the spaceship!

The objects in the game were not static textures but could undergo real-time physical destruction calculations. Chen Yang controlled the character and fired a shot at the ground, watching as a large crater formed and debris flew. This gave him a deeper understanding of the game's physics engine.

This was not all. The characters in the game also needed to eat. They could hunt birds and beasts in the air, dive into the water to catch fish, and even dissect wild animals. The complexity of the game was akin to a real world.

Chen Yang controlled the character to mine and collect various resources, then build a base and repair the spaceship. As he played, he had a question, "Commander Luosi, what is the main theme of this game?"

"Theme?"

Right Hand waved its tentacle, "Everything in this game needs to be built by the player from scratch, developing into various social forms and powers. To enhance its playability, the game is essentially a social game that can accommodate multiple players interacting together. How it develops is unknown."

Chen Yang took a deep breath. This was essentially an online game. He was a bit excited. Based on his years of gaming experience, he could predict that a large number of players would enter this game due to its complexity and realism. Although it might not become as popular as games like CF or LOL, it would definitely attract a loyal core of players!

Using this game just to plant a backdoor would be a waste. It could be used to make some money!

Yes, Chen Yang felt that they could make some money.

In response to Chen Yang's suggestion, Right Hand was dismissive. It knew very well how much they had, and it wouldn't just use the game to plant a backdoor. Acquiring some initial funding was also an important goal!

To avoid legal disputes, it specifically familiarized itself with the relevant laws of the country. After three hours of gameplay, the game would automatically pause and display a message that was deeply regrettable.

"This game is developed by a personal enthusiast and has full copyright. Downloaders may not use it for any commercial purposes. If you like this work, you can click below to donate the author the cost of a cup of coffee..."

This message appeared at a very opportune moment, just as players were completely engrossed in the game. The game would suddenly pause and display the message asking for a donation for a cup of coffee!

Naturally, many players would ignore this, considering it a given to play free games. They wouldn't even think of donating a penny, let alone a cup of coffee. If you want money, go dream your dreams!

However, if they didn't click to donate, Right Hand would regretfully inform them that foolish Earthlings were not qualified to continue playing the game.

Thus, the choice was clear: either donate to continue playing or angrily delete the game and stop playing!

This painful choice would undoubtedly force a significant number of players to donate, achieving Right Hand's goal.

As for cracking the game...

Just like those who didn't want to donate, don't even think about it!

Chen Yang was so impressed that he wanted to kneel and lick his own right hand. "Commander Luosi, if this is an online game, what about the servers?"

"Don't worry, I've already rented two servers."

Already rented two servers?

Chen Yang's face turned pale as he thought of the few thousand yuan left in his bank account, no longer holding any hope.

After finishing everything, it was already 4 PM. Right Hand quietly fell asleep, and Chen Yang relaxed his body, carefully putting away the electromagnetic sniper rifle, placing the cylinder at the bottom of the box, and returning the computer screen to the surveillance software interface. He then picked up the key and locked the basement door.

"Phew..."

He looked up at the surveillance camera, confirming it was running normally, and prepared to go home for a drink of water.

Ten minutes later, Chen Yang locked the door, walked out of the alley, and headed in a certain direction.

This direction pointed to a certain location on the city's third ring road. To save on taxi fares, Chen Yang decided to take the bus.

Now, the poor Chen Yang would rather tear his money in half than spend it on a taxi.

Fortunately, taking the bus only required two transfers, which didn't waste much time. In fact, Chen Yang really didn't want to go to that place, but he couldn't bring himself to refuse.

Ten minutes earlier, his uncle had called him, inviting him to dinner at his house. Such a family invitation was usually nothing to frown upon, but Chen Yang had a reason for not wanting to go. His aunt didn't like him.

Eating at someone else's house and enduring their attitude was not Chen Yang's style, but his uncle's reason made it impossible to refuse. Today was his cousin's birthday, and it would be inexcusable not to attend the dinner.

In the city, taking the bus inevitably meant being squeezed. When Chen Yang got on the bus, there were no seats left, and even standing space was scarce.

Chen Yang squeezed his way into the crowd, and his large movements seemed to irritate a woman in front of him.

The woman, around 27 or 28, wearing a business suit, likely a white-collar worker, turned her head sharply and said, "What are you pushing for? In a hurry to be reincarnated?"

Chen Yang responded with a blank expression.

Human tolerance is very precious. If this woman had spoken to Right Hand like that, she would have been slapped out of the window.

Fortunately, she was facing the kind Chen Yang.

Chen Yang didn't engage with such a woman.

The bus started, carrying a full load of passengers along the predetermined route. A typical bus route takes about an hour and a half from start to finish, and longer routes can take up to three hours.

Chen Yang's uncle lived on the third ring road, which required two transfers. The first transfer would take about 20 minutes, and Chen Yang could only hold onto the overhead handle and wait.

Nearly an hour later, after two bus transfers, Chen Yang finally arrived at his destination.

Looking up, he saw the vast Wangjing neighborhood, consisting of dozens of high-rise buildings. Buying a house in this area would cost at least 7 to 8 million yuan, which an average person couldn't afford even if they saved for 20 years without spending a penny.

Chen Yang walked into the neighborhood, where the environment was beautifully landscaped, with lush trees and a serene artificial lake. Despite the scorching summer, a few elderly people were sitting in a pavilion, enjoying the cool and playing chess.

Entering one of the high-rise buildings, Chen Yang pressed the button for the 20th floor. Just as the elevator doors were about to close, two girls rushed in, catching this elevator.

Chen Yang leaned back a bit and casually glanced at the two girls. They had smooth, snow-white skin, slightly rosy cheeks, one wearing a white pleated skirt and the other a pink short skirt. They were in their prime, likely still in high school.

However, what surprised Chen Yang was that after entering, the girls chattered about school but did not select a floor. Could they also be residents of the 20th floor?

This guess was quickly confirmed. When the elevator stopped at the 20th floor, the two girls were the first to step out. (Dear readers, please lend me a hand and give me some recommendations.)