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Chapter 2230

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Gu Nianzhi giggled and rubbed her forehead. She made a face and said, "So you mean that this source code has nothing to do with you? Tsk tsk, it's not easy for you to meet your match one day. Hahahaha! "

"You're getting naughtier and naughtier!" Lu Jin smiled and patted her head. "It's just a piece of source code that's on par with me, and it makes you so happy? Are you still my girl? "

"Of course I'm your girl." Gu Nianzhi hugged Lu Jin's arm and leaned her head on his shoulder. "I'm proud of you. That's why I'm surprised that someone can be on par with you in a certain aspect! "

"Okay, okay, I know what you're thinking." Lu Jin pushed her head away. "Tell me, who wrote this? Does it have anything to do with you guys going to Boss Lu's place today? "

"Of course it does … Do you even need to ask? Even if you think with your knees, you know. "Gu Nianzhi shrugged and said to Huo Shaoheng," Major General Huo, do you want to tell me, or should I? "

Huo Shaoheng had no intention of sitting down. He had something on his mind and planned to work all night. He said, "Go ahead. I'll go back and take a look and prepare for tomorrow."

"Oh, right!" Gu Nianzhi's eyes lit up again. "Dad, Boss Lu will come to Major General Huo's place for dinner tomorrow and cook for us!"

"Huh?! Really! "Lu Jin was overjoyed." Why don't Boss Lu come to my place to cook? My kitchen hasn't been open for a long time! "

Gu Nianzhi made a face. "It's not that it hasn't been open for a long time, it's that it's never been open, right?"

Lu Jin snorted. "You only know how to undermine me! Be careful that you won't be allowed to eat Boss Lu's dishes tomorrow! "

The father and daughter chatted and laughed. They didn't notice when Huo Shaoheng had left Lu Jin's official residence.

His movements had always been quiet. If he didn't want anyone to know, he would be able to leave in public without anyone noticing.

By the time Gu Nianzhi noticed, Huo Shaoheng had already returned to his study.

He walked to the bookcase that occupied the entire wall, reached out, and took down a small succulent bonsai from the shelf on the bookcase. He pressed the switch, entered the password, and opened the safe embedded in the wall.

The safe contained some of his belongings from his youth. He had taken them from the Huo family's mansion after he became the head of the Special Operations Forces.

After a moment's hesitation, he reached into the safe and took out a very old wooden box.

The appearance of the box was very simple, and the wood was also very ordinary camphor wood. There was only a layer of varnish on it, and it was plain and unadorned.

When he opened the box, there was a stack of red envelopes inside. There were twelve of them in total.

The style of these red envelopes was very old. It was obvious that they were popular more than 20 years ago.

Huo Shaoheng looked at the red envelopes expressionlessly. After a long time, he put on a pair of semi-transparent plastic gloves and took out the red envelope at the top.

This was also the last red packet that his grandfather, Song Haichuan, had given him before the big explosion. It was also the last Spring Festival that Song Haichuan had spent in this world.

From the age of five, Huo Shaoheng had accompanied Song Jinning to deliver Song Haichuan's reunion dinner on New Year's Eve every year until Song Haichuan passed away. He had been there a total of eight times, and Song Haichuan had also personally given him eight red envelopes.

The other four red envelopes had been given by Song Haichuan to Huo Shaoheng because he was still young at the time, so young that he didn't go with Song Jinning to deliver the reunion dinner.

Other than a sum of cash, there was also a note inside each red envelope. It was a Spring Festival greeting card that Song Haichuan had personally written for him.

Unlike normal greeting cards, there was only one line of source code on these cards.

He had seen it countless times when he was young, and because of that, he began to study computer science. Until now, his computer programming ability was second to none in the world. However, because of his identity, he had never displayed it in public, nor had he participated in any international computer competitions.

All of his achievements belonged to the country and the military.

However, no one knew why he had suddenly become so interested in computer science when he was young.

Sitting in front of his desk, he looked at the 12 greeting cards that were laid out in chronological order. When they were connected, they followed the exact same logic as the line of source code he had just seen!

Unfortunately, there were only 12 lines of source code, so it was obvious that it hadn't been written yet.

Since the 25 lines of source code could support a large-scale online game, what kind of scene did the 12 lines of source code in his hands point to? Huo Shaoheng looked at them quietly.

Huo Shaoheng looked at it quietly. Suddenly, he had the urge to complete the source code.

He took out the 25 lines of source code that Gu Nianzhi had sent him. After studying it carefully, he used the 12 lines of source code that he already had to write it in the same logical order.

Although he was already very familiar with the 12 lines of source code, and although his computer coding skills were beyond imagination, it was still very difficult to complete this line of source code according to Song Haichuan's train of thought.

At dawn, he finally finished writing the entire line of source code. There were only 18 lines in total.

In order to complete the entire logical program, he used six hours to write six lines of source code.

He didn't even know if he had finished writing it, but logically speaking, he had already completed the instructions for the first 12 lines of source code.

He looked at the 18 lines of source code that he had just completed on his computer for a while, then looked at the countless VR game scenes that had been generated.

Huo Shaoheng's heart skipped a beat. He converted the 14 lines of source code he had just written into a computer executable file, then used the compiler specially developed for VR games to make a small VR game Demo.

VR games were currently the hottest virtual reality games, the large-scale online game Your Life.

The most famous large-scale virtual reality online game on the Blue Planet.

Of course, the small game Demo that Huo Shaoheng had made at the last minute was nothing compared to Your Life.

Compared to Your Life, it was just a drop in the ocean.

After finishing the demo, he took the VR game helmet that Gu Nianzhi had left for him and put it on. He connected it to the computer with Bluetooth and entered his own game demo.

Gu Nianzhi's VR game helmet was for the purpose of playing Your Life.

She had specially purchased this game, which was also the game helmet that Your Life had the patent rights to.

It was a game helmet that Life had the patent rights to.

It was said that you couldn't play this game with other helmets at all.

Therefore, Life didn't have to worry about pirated versions of the game at all.

This was because the game could only be played by wearing the original helmet.

The mini-game Demo that Huo Shaoheng made was based on the same source code as Your Life.

Life was based on the same logic as the source code. Theoretically speaking, it could be used on any helmet.

Huo Shaoheng put on the helmet, connected the Bluetooth, and entered the game demo he had created.

At the beginning, everything was dark. It was as if he was standing in a fog.

Soon, a warm orange light appeared in front of him and penetrated bit by bit.

When he saw where he was, his heart began to beat wildly.

This was the street he had once been very familiar with in the Imperial Capital. From here, he could get to the Institute of High Energy Physics where Song Haichuan worked!

Over 20 years ago, he had accompanied Song Jinning to deliver New Year's Eve dinner from here!

When he was young, Song Jinning had carried him on a bicycle. When he learned how to ride a bicycle, he had carried Song Jinning.

Over 20 years ago, he had taken this road every year on New Year's Eve. He couldn't be more familiar with it.

Was this the scene his grandfather wanted to show him?

Huo Shaoheng looked around again and suddenly froze.

He realized that he was riding a bicycle, and there seemed to be someone on the back seat!

This was a simple game demo. He didn't even set up a character. He just wanted to see what kind of game it was as a bystander.

Why was there an NPC?

He couldn't help but turn around and saw Song Jinning's smiling face.

She was clearly dressed more than 20 years ago, but her appearance and expression were almost no different from how she looked now.

Huo Shaoheng was slightly stunned.

"What are you spacing out for? Look at the road ahead. Be careful not to fall. " Song Jinning said with a smile from the back seat. She didn't seem like one of those NPCs who only knew how to repeat themselves.

However, Huo Shaoheng was very sure that Song Jinning's image was an NPC here.

He was the only player here, and this game demo wasn't connected to the Internet. Therefore, other than him, all the characters should be NPCs.

But how was this NPC generated?

He didn't remember adding any side missions in the short 18 lines of source code.

Could it be that the system generated it automatically when it was converted into a VR game?

Then the logic foundation of this source code was unparalleled. No wonder the other 25 lines of source code could generate a large-scale VR online game that could support hundreds of millions of people online at the same time …

Thinking about it carefully, it was still unbelievable.

Huo Shaoheng's emotions were extremely complicated. He silently turned around and continued riding.

He arrived at Song Haichuan's laboratory at the Institute of High Energy Physics and knocked on the door.

Song Haichuan opened the door. He also looked like he did 20 years ago. His face was filled with the same warm smile that he remembered. He nodded at him. "Shaoheng, you're finally here! This is my gift to you for your 18th birthday. Do you like it? "

Huo Shaoheng: "…"

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