In the Internet age, who still makes traditional games?

Xu Meng minimized the opened projects, put on his headset, and whispered, "Little Meng?"

A pink, cartoonish desktop pet popped up on the empty desk.

It was a common anime-style pink-haired loli, sporting a pair of soft, limp cat ears that looked a little droopy.

The little one rubbed her eyes and looked around, seemingly trying to find Xu Meng.

Seemingly unable to find him, she replied in a daze, "Little Meng is here."

— AI technology has advanced to the point where deepfake technology has long been unlocked.

Virtual humans and voices that are indistinguishable from reality are no longer difficult to create.

Even while the general public remains highly wary of these technologies, certain cutting-edge industries have already taken the lead in applying them to practice.

— Such as in scams.

Or sales.

Or customer service.

Xu Meng didn't directly choose a voice for the newborn AI; instead, he taught her a bunch of concepts, gave her permissions, and let her choose her own appearance and voice.

But to his surprise, this newborn little one didn't choose a highly realistic virtual human image; instead, she created a pink-haired loli for herself.

At that time, he hadn't even given this little one internet access, let alone Pilipili and various anime websites.

Xu Meng was at a loss for words.

Originally, he wanted to say, "I'm going to assign you some new homework," but now he suddenly couldn't bring himself to say it…

This little one hadn't even reached her first month since her birth, and her daily learning tasks were already exaggerated.

— In fact, not just not a full month, from the seventh day after her birth, Xu Meng arranged a lot of "teaching materials" for her.

However, Xu Meng's brain circuit was also quite unique. Before giving her materials related to game development, he first gave her textbooks for all subjects of the nine-year compulsory education and a large number of teaching videos by famous teachers.

Then came videos on children's personality, etiquette, and moral education.

After checking to make sure she hadn't gone astray, he gave her course materials for high school and university—not just for one major, but all the recognized quality professional materials he could find.

After that, it was game development-related materials, especially the practical development experience accumulated by company employees using the [Intelligent Collaborative Development Tool].

Xu Meng's own major wasn't in big data or artificial intelligence, and the system didn't provide any knowledge in this area.

So he felt that his approach was purely unorthodox.

But the Chinese internet—no, to be precise, the entire world's internet—has an overwhelming amount of garbage content!

The Chinese internet is just Chinese speakers creating garbage, while the overseas internet is the people of the world working together to create garbage relentlessly.

If you're too lazy to manage it yourself and let her learn online on her own, then only ghosts know what kind of abstract thing you'll end up raising.

— Most likely some kind of extreme racist, vulgar, violent, political, and erotic maniac.

Honestly, Xu Meng really wanted to create such an abstract AI to watch the fun.

It's just that he has limited energy now and is worried about accidents, so he didn't do it.

But if he didn't use internet content and instead built a team to frantically throw money at a traditional big data feeding program, then the several hundred million that Building Dreams invested would at most stir up a small ripple.

It's not enough at all.

So… unorthodox it is.

It's also quite fun, just treat it as raising a child in advance.

"What does Little Meng want to play?"

"Fruit Ninja!" Little Meng happily jumped up and down on the desk.

"Okay, let's play Fruit Ninja then."

"Yay!" The little one pitter-pattered across the desk, tapping the icon of a sliced watermelon on the desk.

This was the "homework" that Xu Meng had arranged for her to check her learning progress.

It was just a very simple Fruit Ninja game.

But Little Meng felt a great sense of accomplishment and liked playing with Xu Meng.

The window opened, and Little Meng also asked him, "Is Master ready?"

"Ready." Although she couldn't see him, Xu Meng still habitually nodded.

So the game began.

Big watermelons, small watermelons, sliced watermelons, watermelon seeds, small pieces of watermelon of various shapes… fell one after another from the top of the screen.

Xu Meng used the mouse, transformed into a wooden sword, to catch them, slicing the watermelons one by one.

Little Meng also waved a small wooden sword, cutting open those that Xu Meng missed.

Because she was small, she had to run left and right on the desk, busy and happy, so that she wouldn't miss anything.

After playing for a while, the little one sat on the desk with her legs crossed, panting heavily from exhaustion, and finally stopped, satisfied.

Xu Meng's conscience didn't hurt so much anymore, so he began to increase Little Meng's learning tasks.

This time it was in the field of mechanical engineering.

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"Good luck, future little engineer."

"Mm-hmm, Little Meng will work hard!"

"Mm-hmm, you definitely can!" Xu Meng encouraged again.

This wasn't just empty promises.

This little one really could.

Her personality was like a child, but her learning progress wasn't slow.

Xu Meng watched with satisfaction as the little drudge moved out her desk and began to study diligently.

He, on the other hand, irresponsibly closed the screen and went home to rest.

— This little one lives in the company's server, the computer is just a communication medium, whether it's on or off doesn't really matter.

Not turning it off was purely Xu Meng's psychological effect at play.

—

The next day, when Xu Meng came to the company, the atmosphere was much quieter.

The first batch of people on vacation had already rested or returned to their hometowns. The company had nearly half as many people as usual, so it naturally seemed quieter.

He came to his office, turned on the monitor, and found that the little one was still writing furiously at her desk.

Xu Meng was very gratified.

But he still began to check what she had looked at yesterday.

Xu Meng had opened up login access to the world's largest open-source community for her, as well as login access to pilipili.

He thought it was a good idea:

Artificial intelligence also needs to combine work with rest. The former is for learning, the latter is for entertainment, which is very reasonable.

However, the content of pilipli has deteriorated severely in recent years, and the users are mixed, with great uncertainty.

In order to avoid garbage data polluting the personality model, he had to carefully check every day whether Little Meng's specific content filtering function was normal, and whether her personality tendencies had been adversely affected.

It's really like raising a child—

Every day you have to worry about whether the child is studying hard and whether they have learned bad things.

Of course, there are also differences:

If a real child is raised badly, the cost is huge.

AI is a little better, it can be adjusted with human intervention, and if it really can't be adjusted, it can be rolled back a day.

After checking, Xu Meng then asked some questions to check her learning situation.

He was then satisfied to find that:

This little one could assist him in handling the most troublesome engineering drawing problems in just one night!

She still can't do research and creation, and her ability to solve problems is no stronger than an excellent engineering college student.

But organizing technical materials and drawing engineering drawings according to clear and definite requirements is top-notch efficient!

And absolutely confidential.

Never betray.

Nor will she ask Xu Meng, a computer scientist, why he knows so much about engineering.

For Xu Meng, she is the most ideal helper.

With this assistance, the VR glasses data can be completed today!

If there are no accidents, the patent can be sent to the patent office for patent application in the next few days, and even let his good brother Zhang Yang create a prototype!

The speed of reproducing the remaining simulator technology data will also be greatly accelerated.

Urge Zhang Yang more, and a whole set of simulators may be put together by mid-July!

At this moment, Xu Meng simply wanted to drag Little Meng out of the screen and rub her pink little head hard!