Chapter 697: Chapter 662: [Fried Rice in the Bar]


    On the phone, Kyle was also a bit confused.


    “Boss, are you going to thepany right now? Why the rush? I’m still out discussing a partnership. There are people here who want to bring our products to overseas markets, so I can’te back.”


    ‘Since when did the boss be so diligent?’ Kyle was quite surprised in his heart.


    ording to his understanding of the boss, Lincoln would go to thepany to see the results in at least the afternoon or possibly tomorrow morning.


    Because the boss hates running around the most.


    “It’s okay, go about your business, no need toe back.”


    Lincoln, whose eyes were almost at the gate of thepany, breathed a sigh of relief before continuing, “I’ll go eat first, take a break, then I’ll go over in the afternoon.”


    “Oh, okay, understood,” Kyle breathed a sigh of relief.


    Fortunately, the boss was still the same boss.


    *<div>


    Yue Pengju drove Lincoln to eat.


    Lincoln, sitting in the co-driver’s seat, didn’t really start cking off.


    He was thinking about a very troublesome issue, which was extremely troublesome.


    Both the [silentmunication technology] and the [dual synchronization control] technology of Pacific Rim game had a natural limitation—


    Chinese users only.


    This was because the technology was not originally part of the virtual world, nor did it touch the most fundamental underlying technology. Instead, it relied on massive amounts of real yer data to find approximate solutions through big data enumeration.


    And the yers who provided this data – that is, the yers who participated in the Rehabilitation n – had already umted a terrifying 130 million!


    This number was not the limit; Cloud Dream had to stop the n voluntarily.


    Because, at this level, adding more would be meaningless, as the amount of data was already more than enough.


    And among these, 99.99999% of the participants were Daxia users.


    Their data could only serve Chinese-speaking users.


    In other words, Izumo, Baekje, and a small number of Southeast Asian yers who speak Chinese can actually y.


    However, in Europe, America, Africa, Australia, where Chinese isn’t spoken, the technology wouldn’t work at all.


    That is to say, the Pacific Rim game hasn’t even been developed yet, and the yer group is already limited.


    Does this mean that this game will be Cloud Dream’s first “region-locked” game?


    Or will it still be sold, but overseas yers who don’t speak Chinese can only y single-yer mechs and not control the superrge dual-yer mechs?


    Would that be a crippled version of the game?


    Would overseas yers mind?


    As soon as this idea came up, Lincolnughed himself.<div>


    Nonsense! Of course they would mind!


    Even if some people have no friends and may not y even if provided with dual-yer mech gamey.


    But if they don’t get it, they absolutely won’t ept!


    Lincoln knew all too well what yers were like.<div>


    With this thought, the problem bes quite troubling.


    As for replicating the Rehabilitation n that had been done in Daxia to go overseas?


    Lincoln felt that it wouldn’t work.


    One hundred and thirty million yer data could not be put overseas.


    Even if it were reduced tenfold, there might not be enough users willing to give up their privacy data – let alone updating firmware and collecting more extensive data over the long term.


    With this, the problem is stuck here.


    Lincoln couldn’t think of a solution for the time being.


    “Forget it.” He shook his head, deciding that the unresolved issue could be put aside for now, and the game would be prepared in advance.


    At most, it would only be sold in Daxia and neighboring countries. After all, with 200 million users in Daxia, there was no pressure to digest one or two games internally.


    Anyway, he was determined to make Pacific Rim!


    The early preparations for the game didn’t require much work; just adjusting the pace of the Virtual City n would be enough.


    The next location selection should not just consider the fame ofrge cities in reality but prioritize the game’s needs and build a worldview framework first.


    As long as the framework is built, the game content can be added directly when neededter.<div>


    This can significantly speed up the development cycle.


    Having made the decision, Lincoln stretched his shoulders and waist, rxing once again.


    *


    On the other hand, after returning home and resting for a morning, Stanley nned to start a live broadcast in the afternoon.


    The reason was to prove that his body waspletely OK and crush the online rumorspletely.


    Of course, this reason was for the group friends to hear.


    As for his real thoughts?


    Hmm, it’s rare to be this popr, and not to show off, it’s just unsatisfying!


    His Spiritual Rhinoceros ount had only 64 followers before, but after the game crashedst night, his ount was dug up and grew wildly to 1.87 million overnight!


    Directly bing a minor celebrity!


    Of course, most of these people are just joining in on the fun, and they’ve already started unfollowing since he was discharged from the hospital.


    In a few days, it would be good if even a tenth of them remain.


    So while there are still many people, he also wants to experience the feeling of being in the spotlight!<div>


    …


    Put on the headband, start the console.


    Stanley was surprised to find that instead of entering the virtual house, he entered a void, and a line of text appeared in front of him –


    [Warning, your mental state is not good, you should rest as soon as possible.]


    [Are you sure you want to log into the virtual world?]


    “Sure.” Stanley replied


    Seeing this line of text, he felt even more rxed.


    Since the Mirage didn’t refuse his login, it means the problem isn’t too big.


    Indeed, in the next moment, the light shifted, and he arrived at the familiar virtual house again.


    However, the system sent one more reminder:


    [Please note: Anti-addiction time has been reduced, your remaining game time for today is: 3 hours]


    “Alright.” Stanley didn’t mind this limitation, as he hadn’t nned to stream for too long for his first live broadcast.


    The live broadcast announcement had already been sent out in advance, and as soon as it started, a flurry of eager audience members began toment –<div>


    “Boss is awesome!”


    “Boss, teach me how to crash Cloud Dream’s server!”


    “Boss, when are you starting your sellout?”


    …


    “???” Thest question left Stanley full of question marks.


    Why should I sell out?


    Instead of hurrying into the game, he first opened his mailbox, where lots of yer letters were inside, as well as one highlighted system email.


    Click [Confirm Receipt], and a giant oil painting 1.5 meters long and 2.4 meters tall appeared in front of Stanley.


    It was a romanticist oil painting full of vibrant colors and an exaggerated style.


    In the painting, a hero dressed in armor, holding a spear, with a stern face like it was carved of stone, attacked the sky in an endless glow, his eyes filled with bravery and fearlessness, full of artistic sense.


    “The person in this painting is… me?” Stanley said incredulously.


    In the system’s note, the name of the painting is –


    [Breaking the Sky Light]


    No doubt, it’s full of pretentiousness.


    “Awesome!”


    “Worthy of Boss!”


    “Lincoln knows how to please the yers!”


    “So sour! The painting even synced to Terraria, I found it in the game this morning, but it was much smaller, only a foot long and wide.”


    “Boss deserves it!”


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    The audience in the live broadcast room praised.


    Stanley was also astonished, he didn’t expect to receive this treatment.


    The only regret is: it’s just a painting, at most hanging in the virtual house. It would have been great if it was an achievement or a title, then it would be bragging rights anytime, anywhere.


    He logged into the game with some regrets.


    In the game’s “Journey Mode” update, character difficulty was renamed to [Soft Core], [Medium Core], and [Hardcore], and map difficulty was also added to the game after the first kill, [Ordinary], [Expert], [Master], and [Legendary].


    However, Stanley didn’t research that for now, and instead, he first entered his previous game world to see if the “pipeline” was still there.


    Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the game world, a somewhat goofy piece of music suddenly began to y, and strange, mosaic-like lights began to gather.


    “This is… an achievement?!” Stanley was overjoyed.


    Is iting? That cool title?


    Soon, the music ended, the mosaic disappeared, and a strange achievement trophy in the shape of fried rice appeared in front of Stanley.


    As always, the name of the achievement was engraved on the base of the trophy like before –


    [Fried Rice in the Bar]


    “???” Stanley was full of question marks, “What does this achievement… mean?”