Zhong Yue finally went home by himself. He didn't want Huang Qiuxun and the others to worry, so he called a designated driver.

It was already eleven o'clock when I got home.

Zhong Yue took a shower, changed his clothes, and walked into the studio. At this time of day, it was his research time. He did not go to bed until two in the morning and got up at six o'clock.

The health assistant of the growth system has a special sleep function that allows him to have the best sleep quality in four hours. Coupled with a half-hour nap at noon, it is enough to ensure his full energy throughout the day.

Half a year has passed, and the studio has also changed a lot. The shelves around the wall have been removed and turned into three server hosts. On the middle workbench, there are two large and one small three monitors, two fifty-inch LCDs, and one CRT monitor.

On the table in front of the chair, there are keyboards, plan plotters, digitizers, etc.

After Zhong Yue entered the door, all three server hosts had been turned on. He had just sat down and the water dispenser placed at the door "ding" sound, and the hot water valve automatically opened, and hot water flowed out, and poured into the cup below. The steaming hot air came up, and when the water was about to fill, it stopped automatically.

In the corner beside the wall, a tracked machine about one meter high and looks like a robotic Wall Power drove out. He stopped in front of the water dispenser. The metal arm on the right raised, and three steel plates with grinding patterns on the surface rotated several times, aimed at the tray under the cup, slowly stretched out, and clamped.

He picked up the tray, turned his upper body one hundred and thirty degrees, and the two tracks rolled up and drove to Zhong Yue to stop, put the tray in front of him, and retracted the metal arm.

Seeing that a lot of coffee was spilled on the tray, Zhong Yue shook his head, "The balance and stability are still a little worse. It seems that he needs to find a talent for mechanical engineering to help."

This robot, which looks like Walli, originally wanted to be a robot experiment assistant, but first was busy working on management software, and now it is doing game development. It doesn’t have much time to take into account, but now it has become a kind of entertainment for researching leisure time. Making this robot into Walli is also a kind of bad taste.

He picked up the coffee, took a sip, looked at the three screens in the middle, and entered the state of research.

"Open the 'personal laboratory', call out the mobile game production platform to import the hardware experiment, start the 31st test, scan and test the hardware."

As soon as he finished speaking, a blue light appeared on the watch in his left hand, shining on the three server hosts, "Scan is completed."

He ordered, "Start import."

A moment later, an icon appeared on each of the three screens. He clicked on all of them to run, and many lights flashed rapidly on the three server hosts. In the quiet room, the buzzing sound of cooling fans transporting the heat sink.

A few seconds later, the three screens flashed one after another and entered the software interface.

He tried to turn on the "map production" function, and as soon as he jumped, the screen began to stutter.

"It's still not possible." He sighed, clicked on the random generation, and just formed a three-dimensional coordinate, and the picture was stuck there and never moved again.

He leaned hard on the back of the chair and fell into deep thought.

A few days ago, it took him five months to finally get the first version of the "mobile game development platform", but before he could be happy, he found that he had dug a big hole for himself.

His initial idea was to develop mobile games in one-stop, and one software can handle all the loops of mobile games. From game introductory, to map design, character design, to dubbing, etc., all of them can be done in this software.

It is precisely because it collects too many functions, especially the functions of making game guilds, CAD software used to design characters, rendering software, 3D mapping software used to create maps, etc.

Not only that, he also downloaded all the games he could find on the Internet and extracted the materials in them, such as maps, characters, levels, props, monsters, etc., and classified them into the software database. When developing the game, it can be opened at any time for reference.

In this way, this "game production platform" is so huge that it is exaggerated. Ordinary computers cannot run at all. So he bought a top-level configuration workstation, but he crashed as soon as he opened the software.

There was no way, he could only make his mind on the server host, but the price was too expensive. He just invested all his money into the game operation, and when he was short of money, he thought of a bad trick, went to the server hosting company, and after he came back, he "built" several servers by himself.

It took him a lot of time to transform the server and be ready to use it. Who knew that once the software was run, it still crashed.

Unfortunately, the server host is the best computer he can access at present. Small computers are too expensive, often hundreds of millions of dollars. He is really reluctant to buy them, and he doesn't know where to get samples.

He could only keep upgrading the configuration of the server host. After trying so many times, all failed.

In the end, he could only split the software and divide it into three software. After experimenting today, the result was still not good.

Just when he was having a headache about this problem, the doorbell outside rang. The screen of the mobile phone placed beside the table lit up and a girl appeared.

"Why did she come to me for so late?" This question flashed through his mind, and saw that she was wearing only a single dress, rubbing her hands so cold that she was rubbing her hands, and even leaning to her mouth to breathe, forming a mist that blurred the camera. He was afraid that she would be frozen, so he hurried out to open the door.

"Why did you come out when you wear such little clothes?" After Zhong Yue opened the door and let her in, he felt a little distressed when he saw that her nose was red from cold.

"My mother is taking a shower, and I ran out secretly." Miao Xiuxiu sat on the sofa, pressed her hands under her thighs, and spoke with a nasal tone, which was obviously frozen. She looked around and said in surprise, "Hey, you're so warm here."

"The heating is on." Zhong Yue was pouring her hot water, adding some lemon juice. When he turned his head, he saw her staring at his room. It was a little strange. He put the water in front of her, "Come on, drink a cup of hot water."

Miao Xiuxiu held the cup with both hands, a little hot, loosen it a little, and then approached it, making her hands gradually warm up. She stared at the bathroom.

"What's wrong?" Zhong Yueqi said.

Miao Xiuxiu felt a little embarrassed and whispered, "Actually, I want to borrow your bathroom to use it."

Zhong Yue suddenly realized and said with a funny look, "Then go, why are you polite to me?"

After Miao Xiuxiu entered the bathroom, she slammed the door and closed it.

PS: It has fallen to 16th, so I'm eager to recommend votes.
Chapter completed!