886 Chapter 883 Busy work (seeking monthly ticket)

Not all people on the Internet are fools, many people after attacking Fanglan Group servers.

It was found that Fanglan Group’s defense system was too powerful, and even DDOS attacks were all filtered out.

Originally, according to the above meaning, if Fanglan's server really couldn't handle it, it would prohibit the link of foreign IP. Anyway, it doesn't do foreign business, and the purchase users are all Daxia domestic users.

However, such an approach will definitely affect the image of Fanglan Group, which is a kind of acknowledgment.

Besides, if such an attack cannot be sustained, how can Fangyuan claim to be the strongest programmer of this century?

With three years old, it can be said that one person is in charge, and there is no one who can break Fanglan Group's defense.

Even the three-year-old's counterattack caused huge losses.

Everyone realized it again, the inventor of the great white, the pioneer of artificial intelligence, is not a mere name.

As a developer of Dabai, Fanglan’s servers are intelligently controlled. It’s no secret.

Not only Fanglan employees, but also the upper echelons of Daxia and the major foreign forces also know about it.

You don’t have to look, you can guess it.

But everyone thinks it is just like Dabai, a kind of pseudo artificial intelligence through logical algorithms.

Everyone just lamented the power of Fanglan's pseudo artificial intelligence, but they didn't know that Fanglan's server had a real artificial intelligence.

Therefore, not only major domestic Internet companies, but also major foreign Internet companies have also sent letters to Fanglan Group, hoping to conduct business cooperation in the field of Internet security.

Fanglan's official website is as stable as a mountain every day, opening it without even a stutter, and gradually it's gone.

Fangyuan is also quite regretful.

But now at the age of three, the shotgun is changing, and even the way of playing has changed.

I used to ride a rainbow pony or cast a shuttle magic or something.

Now he was driving a fighter jet directly, holding Gatling in his hand, and suddenly facing the computer screen around the radius.

The computer screen was all punched by her, with hundreds of shots per second, the entire screen was blurred, and Fangyuan couldn't work at all.

Don't look at the jokes like three-year-olds, but whether fighter jets or Gatlin, all the parts are made according to real data and scaled down.

As long as the drawings are obtained, the same objects can be manufactured in reality.

As for how these things came about, it was naturally the result of this little guy.

But Fangyuan did not immediately contribute it to the country's ideas, nor is he unpatriotic.

Because the timing was wrong, now he himself has become the focus of attention of all parties, and there is no need for additional auras.

And many development plans have not yet started, so for now, it is better to hold on to it.

Looking at the black hole on the screen, Fang Yuan said silently to the three-year-old: "If you do it like this, how does dad work?"

"Dad plays with me, I am bored."

Because the Internet war ceased, Fang Yuan was summoned back by Fang Yuan, who was not allowed to do things on the Internet.

She was very unhappy when she hadn't had a good time, so when Fangyuan was working, she always ran out to make trouble, hoping that Fangyuan could play with her.

"Didn't I say that? As long as you work hard and wait two months at most, someone will play with you." Fang Yuan coaxed her.

Artificial intelligence is too smart and it is not good, and his personality setting for the three-year-old is like this, it can only be said to be self-inflicted.

When Fang Sansui heard this, he didn't know where he conjured a high-pressure water gun and flushed it against Fangyuan's computer screen.

Washed all the black holes that Gatling had just punched out and turned them into a clean tabletop again.

Looking at the three-year-old Fang dressed in military uniform, Fang Yuan sighed: "And you can think of some small games by yourself, load them into the game, and then let the players who enter the game play with you."

"Really?" Fang Sansui flew happily upon hearing this.

It really flew, with a pair of white wings growing behind it, and the military uniform became a beautiful skirt, flying around the screen.

Although the three-year-old is very childish, as an artificial intelligence, it still follows a strict authority mechanism.

Without Fangyuan, she would not be able to execute it even if she wanted to. Only if Fangyuan agreed, she would have the authority to execute.

"Okay, okay, you go to work, don't disturb dad's work."

"Goodbye, father." Fang Sansui blew a kiss to the screen.

Immediately the entire screen was covered with red hearts and roses.

Then flew away with a swish.

Also because of the sentence Fangyuan, after the game goes live.

There are various mandatory fun games in the game.

For example, catching people with eyes closed, eagles catching chicks, snowball fights, and pigs crossing the river.

If Fang has fun at the age of three, maybe he can get unexpected rewards.

Without Fang's three-year-old mischief, Fangyuan's work would have been much smoother.

He asked the three-year-old to go back to work, and it was not easy for him.

Dabai is no longer involved in the production and sales, and all his energy is focused on the development of the "Second World".

This game is too big. At present, the virtual world of Qiongzhou has been developed based on the map of Qiongzhou.

This is still because of the help of the three-year-old, otherwise it is really far away.

Fangyuan’s current job is to improve human-computer interaction.

The brainwave amplifier in the laboratory has been produced, combined with 3D holographic projection technology.

Although it still can't do the exaggeration of sci-fi works to completely immerse the whole person in the game.

But as far as current technology is concerned, it is quite exaggerated.

Fangyuan plans to spend two months to perfect the human-computer interaction, and then enter the preliminary internal test phase.

The reason why it is so fast is not because Fangyuan made the original creation, but because he copied the memory in his mind.

Otherwise, if he really waits for him to figure it out, it is estimated that it will not last for ten or eight years. I am afraid it is hopeless.

This also requires a lot of manpower and material support.

So if there is a plug-in, it is a cow.

"Dad, are you off work? Mom asked me to call you."

Suddenly the door of the office in the square circle was pushed open from the outside, and the little guy rushed in.

In the entire Fanglan Group, it is estimated that only the little guy broke into Fangyuan's office without knocking.

Fang Yuan, who was immersed in the code, raised his head, wondering why the little guy was here.

Then he suddenly reacted. I was really confused about writing the code. Today is Saturday and he is working overtime.

During this time, he was working overtime on Saturday and Sunday, so the little guy came to his company to play with him.

In Fangyuan’s company, it’s fun. Many people work overtime on Saturdays and Sundays. There are also many children in the childcare center.

And sometimes you can see Doudou and Xiaoshan, and Yaoyao is even more frequent.

"Have you finished the dance class?" Fang Yuan asked after putting down his work.

Today is Saturday, and the little guy has a dance class in the afternoon.

"Well, I've been playing a long time ago. Mom said, you're going home from get off work for dinner." The little guy ran over directly, then slipped under the Fangyuan table and got into Fangyuan's arms.

"You, can't you come by right?" Fang Yuan touched her little head.

But the little guy didn't listen to him at all. Instead, he shouted at Fangyuan's computer screen: "Three-year-old sister, three-year-old sister, are you there?"

"I'm here."

The three-year-old's voice came from the speaker.

Then she appeared riding a missile, flying around on the computer screen.

Bumping around like a headless fly, the little guy chuckled.