It seems that he doesn't understand why Yunfan is suddenly interested in this.
Seeing his reaction, Yun Fan took a sip of tea and smiled.
"Yes, a VR helmet that can connect to virtual games"
As soon as he said this, Lu Yiming's eyes suddenly opened wide.
He somewhat reacted.
"Landlord, the game you really want to make is actually a virtual online game?"
Yunfan smiled and nodded.
"That's right, but I will only tell you about this. Before the game is fully produced, I need you to keep it a secret for me!"
After all, Lu Yiming's technical support is needed, so he naturally has to let him know some things.
Hearing this, Lu Yiming nodded.
"Well, I understand. Don't worry, I, Lao Lu, have the strictest mouth."
After saying that, he suddenly became happy.
"Hey, darling, I knew that if the landlord didn't take action, he would definitely do something big once he took action, but I can't believe it, you actually want to make an unprecedented virtual online game. Now think about it, what if you really want to make it?
, that must be such an exciting moment!”
"No, my blood is boiling now!"
Seeing the excitement and excitement on Lu Yiming's face, Yun Fan chuckled again.
"But things need to be done step by step. The most important thing at the moment is to make a VR helmet that links to virtual games."
Lu Yiming smiled: "VR and intelligence seem to be two different fields, but in fact they are closely related."
Yunfan nodded: "Then what?"
"Hehe, and I like this kind of challenge, it's so exciting," Lu Yiming said with a grin.
After saying that, I was already typing on the keyboard.
"It is not difficult to make a virtual sensor inside a VR helmet. The most critical thing at present is the data connection port. As long as the data connection port can be made and it can be accurately linked to the game, then the helmet will basically be half successful.
"
Hearing this, Yunfan took out a blueprint from his pocket and handed it over.
The formulas on this drawing are quite complex and were copied by Yun Fan on the Galaxy server at that time.
"See if this blueprint is useful."
Lu Yiming curiously took the drawing and looked at it, and soon his eyes brightened up behind his reading glasses.
He stood up suddenly, his hands holding the drawings trembling.
"Oh My God!"
"Where did you get this blueprint, landlord?"
Yunfan doesn't want anyone to know about the Galaxy Server for the time being. It's not that he can't trust Lao Lu, but it's just that the fewer people who know about it, the better.
So he chuckled and said, "Don't worry about this for now. Do you think this drawing is useful?"
"It's useful, it's so useful. The sophistication and complexity of this drawing is honestly astonishing!!"
After speaking, Lu Yiming sighed.
"Today is really an eye-opener! With this drawing, the production of VR helmets will be much easier."
After speaking, Lao Lu recorded the formulas on the drawing on the computer, and then started typing on the keyboard.
Yunfan also gave some ideas and suggestions.
In this way, the project of making a VR virtual helmet was officially launched.
Yunfan was busy until night before he walked out of Lao Lu's bedroom.
After a day of busy work, I finally figured out the 5% formula of the drawing. As Lu Yiming said, when all the formulas on the drawing are solved, the VR helmet can be successfully produced.
At that time, you can use the first finished product and find a factory to mass-produce it.
Yunfan ordered a takeaway for Lao Lu, then went to the kitchen on the first floor to eat something and then went back to the room.
"Huh, it seems that making a real virtual online game is not an easy task."
Yun Fan sat on the bedside with a gold pipe in his mouth and smiled softly.
But as Lu Yiming said, the more things are completed, the more challenging and exciting it becomes to do them!
After entering the bathroom and taking a shower, Yunfan lay comfortably on his big bed.
Turn on the air conditioner and pick up the phone.
Seeing the message from Wang Xinrou, Yunfan smiled and typed a reply.
“I’ve been busy today and haven’t looked at my phone much.”
Soon Wang Xinrou also responded to the message.
"I'm quite busy today. I just got home from get off work after taking on a case."
Yunfan continued typing and said: "Oh, that's it. Even if you are busy, you should pay attention to your health, otherwise I will feel bad (expression/funny)"
A few seconds later, a text message from Wang Xinrou came.
"I know, you should also pay attention to get more rest (expression/shy)"
After chatting for a while, Yunfan realized that he had not updated his novel today. Although he was a little tired, he gritted his teeth and decided not to stop updating.
So I stretched and sat up from the bed, then typed on the keyboard and started typing.
"Now that the book has been released, we can't stop updating it! Come on, continue with 10 updates today!"
Just when Yunfan was coding crazily in front of the computer.
A contest that has attracted the attention of the whole world is about to begin.
Battle Flag VS Death Invitation!
Picture everything.
At this time, on the other side of the earth, in a desolate mountain range.
Suddenly, a huge fortress appeared.
That’s right!
This is the headquarters of the Zhanqan organization.
An organization that dares to shout directly at the invitation of death!
Outside and inside the fortress, there are countless soldiers armed to the teeth!
Machine guns are also mounted on the roofs of each building. It is no exaggeration to say that the defense level of the entire fortress is impregnable!
On the outside of the fortress, there are some elite members formed by various countries, lying in wait whenever the enemy appears.
They will immediately deliver a fatal blow!
The supreme commander of the War Flag Organization, Colonel Hill, is not only a battle-hardened god of war!
He is also a general with many soldiers and horses!
At this time, in a room at the highest point of the fortress, Hill was looking at Su at his desk.
Next to him stood a blonde woman.
This woman, nicknamed Bing Po, was one of the four aces of the original Dark Night Organization.
He was rescued by Hill in a shipwreck and became his right-hand man.
Colonel Hill looked at the book in his hand, and then asked calmly.
"How long is the time until death?"
"There are still 5 minutes left to get back to the general," Bingpo said truthfully.
Hearing this, Hill didn't take it seriously at all and continued reading.
"Bingpo, I remember that the killer organization you worked for before was wiped out by the invitation from the God of Death, right?"
"Yes, General! The Dark Night Organization was bloodbathed by Death's Invitation before. Perhaps it was God's will that I encountered a shipwreck on the way back to the island, so I was lucky enough to escape," Bingpo said respectfully.
Colonel Hill put down his book and chuckled.
"Then you should hate this Death invitation to the core, right?"
Bingpo nodded, then shook his head.
Although the answer made people wonder what Bingpo wanted to express, Colonel Hill knew what she meant.
He smiled softly and continued to pick up the book and read.
...
However, at this moment, twenty black shadows suddenly flashed out on a high mountain not far from the fortress.
When these dark shadows appear, they look very scattered.
Some stood on the top of the mountain and took a breath, some squatted on the ground and smoked, and some looked up at the sky.
The most outrageous thing was that one person turned around and peed directly.
A man wearing glasses standing at the front lazily wiped the machete in his hand, and then took out his mobile phone and looked at it two minutes later.
"The instructor's order has arrived!" (To be continued)