Chapter 20 The Last Whisper
Ten minutes later, in this small conference room, a group of ten people sat together, each with a frown and a serious expression.

"Team Leader, isn't this Pokémon an artificial intelligence? But it seems a little different."

One of the members broke the silence first and raised his doubts.

However, it is clear that these are not the core issues that the team leader is concerned about at the moment.

The team leader raised his head slightly, glanced at everyone with a firm gaze, and asked directly:
"I just want to ask you one question, can you do it?"

The conference room suddenly fell into silence for a long while.

I hate this kind of management who can only make PPT presentations. What can they do?

The senior development engineer in charge of backend development and framework construction shook his head slowly and said helplessly:

“Unless we can get their new algorithm, it will be difficult to achieve this effect with our company’s existing artificial intelligence, even if we embed the entire artificial intelligence system into the software.”

“This is a completely new type of AI learning algorithm that is very different from anything we’ve ever encountered before.”

Upon hearing this, the team leader raised his eyebrows suddenly and blurted out without thinking:
"What I want is a Tamagotchi. As long as it looks cute, that's fine!"

"The interface of Pokemon is so simple, with only an image of an egg. Why can't we make a similar product?"

The team leader's words were full of reluctance and doubt.

“Then you should go to the art team, not us backend and frontend developers.

Anyway, for now, I am powerless to achieve the same functions and intelligence as Pokémon."

The big boss of back-end development showed no sign of weakness and had no intention of pampering the team leader. His words were straightforward and sharp.

As soon as these words were spoken, the team leader's face instantly turned red, like a ripe tomato, and he glared at the person who spoke with his eyes full of anger. The atmosphere in the meeting room suddenly became tense and awkward to the extreme.

Facing everyone's eyes, the team leader knew that if he continued talking, he would be the one to be embarrassed!

The next morning, the sunlight shone through the gaps in the window and gently filled the room.

Li Ping'an was awakened by the crisp sound of the alarm clock. The first thing he did after waking up from his sleep was to get up from the warm bed impatiently and check the background data of the software with joy.

You won’t know until you see it. Once you see it, you will be surprised and delighted beyond words.

Just overnight, the number of new Pokemon users increased by more than 10.

It is cause for celebration.

Li Ping'an, in a good mood, hummed a cheerful tune while washing his face and brushing his teeth neatly.

I thought to myself that when I went to pay my respects to my parents today, I would finally have some good and gratifying news to report.

Li Pingan believes that if his parents are still alive, they would definitely feel gratified and proud to know that the software he developed has achieved such success today.

I don’t know if it’s out of the solemnity of going to worship my parents, or the anticipation of going out to buy New Year’s goods today.

After hearing the noise, sister Li Ya quickly got up, went straight to the bathroom on the second floor, and began to dress up carefully.

Her serious and meticulous appearance formed a sharp contrast with Li Ping'an's simplicity and casualness.

Li Ping'an has always been a casual person, brushing his teeth and washing his face are always quick and easy, and after just a few strokes, he is done.

While his sister was dressing up upstairs, Li Ping'an went downstairs to get busy.

Start preparing the offerings needed to worship your parents.

In fact, the types of offerings are not very complicated, mainly three bowls of dishes, namely fish, which means abundance every year, meat, which symbolizes a rich life, and dumplings, which represent reunion.

There were also three bowls of steaming rice.

Rice is relatively easy to prepare. Just turn on the rice cooker and it will be cooked in about twenty minutes.

Three dishes require more thought and time.

Speaking of which, Li Ping'an himself was not quite clear why three bowls of vegetables and three bowls of rice had to be prepared during the worship. Which relative was the extra portion intended for?

Although he was full of doubts, he knew very well that since this was a custom passed down from his ancestors, it must have profound reasons and connotations, so he just had to follow it.

About forty minutes later, Li Ping'an finally prepared all the items needed for the worship.

At this time, my sister Li Ya just walked down from upstairs slowly.

She had delicate makeup and was dressed appropriately, looking radiant.

Seeing his sister coming downstairs, Li Pingan picked up a freshly steamed bun and handed it to her, saying, "Let's go."

"go!"

Li Ya responded crisply, and hurried forward to help carry the fireworks and paper money, and then followed her brother like a little tail.

The scene was completely different from the first year after the death of my parents when I came to pay my respects. Now, three years have passed quietly, and Li Ya, who was following behind her brother, no longer had the deep sadness on her face.

This was not because she missed her parents less, but because her brother once told her.

The greatest wish of their parents in heaven is that they and their sister can live better and happier lives.

Therefore, she tried hard to make herself stronger and face life with an optimistic attitude, believing that this would make her parents feel at ease.

The cemetery of Li Ping'an and Li Ya's parents is not too far from their home, just about three hundred meters ahead of Erye's house.

Located on the road side.

Every time Li Ping'an and his sister returned home, as long as they stood at the door of Erye's house, they could see their parents' graves from afar.

As no one has taken care of it and offered sacrifices to it for a long time, the area in front of the cemetery has long been overgrown with withered weeds, making it look somewhat desolate and desolate.

Li Ping'an gently placed the bamboo basket in his hand on the ground, put on the gloves he had prepared in advance, and the first thing he did was to bend down and begin to carefully clear the weeds in front of the tomb.

As he weeded, he murmured to himself, "Dad, Mom, I brought my sister to see you."

That low and gentle voice seemed to be having a conversation across time and space with the parents far away in heaven.

Li Ya stood there quietly, having long been accustomed to her brother's mumbling every time he came to her parents' grave.

In fact, deep in her heart, doesn't she have thousands of words she wants to tell her parents?
I don’t know why, but every time the words come to my lips, they seem to be choked by something in my throat and I can’t say them naturally like my brother.

I think her parents should be able to communicate with her and know what she wants to say in her heart.

Yes! Definitely!
After clearing the weeds in front of the tombstone, Li Ping'an began to place the dishes and chopsticks.

There are certain rules for arranging the bowls and chopsticks, as well as pouring wine and tea, and you can't do it as you please.

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