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Chapter 166 Dog Translator, Beta Launched! (Bonus Chapter 1010 for StevenZ)

In the new office, at his workstation, Tang Yiping was frantically sending messages on his phone.

Brother Ban felt that Tang Yiping was acting strangely today. He was easily startled, sometimes sweating profusely, and sometimes absent-minded.

Did he spend too much time in the cemetery last night, and that's why he's possessed?
But thinking about Tang Yiping's "self-illuminating" appearance, even a ghost might have to smile at him.

It doesn't seem like he's possessed.

He asked Tang Yiping, but Tang wouldn't tell him, so he ignored him and started frantically revising his product plan.

The delivery driver and Toto were their first users, which led to a significant change in their product strategy and even their profit model.

He spent the entire morning revising the document, this time taking strict precautions to prevent Stokka from getting any closer to his computer.

He could tell that Stoka was very frustrated, wondering who he had gone out to cause trouble again—no, who he had benefited.

Then I was delighted to receive Tang Yiping's sarcastic remarks.

You do a lot of work, get no credit, and get scolded a lot.

Brother Ban felt like he looked familiar.

After revising his proposal, Ban Ge glanced at Tang Yiping and noticed he was on the open-source page. He asked, "Pingzi, are you sure you want to open-source this new project too?"

Tang Yiping said, "Of course it should be open source! The FOEW open source license stipulates that all extension projects must be open source!"

That's true, but...

Do you think anyone can understand your code?

"Anyway, I've already open-sourced it." Tang Yiping patted his keyboard.

His project has been uploaded.

The new project's name, in Tang Yiping's style, is FOCU.

FOCU: Functional Ontological Communication Unit / FXXK OFF Cross-species Unintelligibility.

The following is a brief introduction:

“A structural translation system for cross-species cognitive communication, built on the FOEW toolset, but with patterned data supported by FOAM.”

Anyway... it feels like they're not speaking human language at all.

Based on this description alone, most people wouldn't know what this thing does.

But that's okay, since open source projects are for programmers anyway, and they don't really speak like humans anyway.

The current release is FOCU V0.1, which states: "Supports only mutual translation between canine and human languages."

You have to read this far before anyone will know what this thing is for.

After posting the project, Tang Yiping immediately opened the forum.

Then he saw that someone had sent a message just seconds earlier:

"The big boss has open-sourced a new project! It's called FOCU!"

"Pfft, this is definitely a very impressive open-source project. I'm curious how long it takes the developer to come up with two names that have the exact same abbreviation!"

What is FOCU? Is it based on Foew? Is it a wrapper around Foew?

"Wait, isn't this the dog translator the boss mentioned before?"

A few minutes later, everyone noticed the key point, and then they became even more puzzled.

"Wait, isn't this dog translator meant to earn a living? I own a dog, and I'm already prepared to pay for it. If you open-source it, how will you make money? You can't be planning to compete head-on with other products, can you?"

"Shocked face.jpg Seriously? Boss, don't do anything rash!"

"That's right, the big boss is famous for his amazing algorithms, but he's bad at UI design. He probably can't write the UI himself."

"Not only is the UI terrible, the UX is terrible too."

"Not only is the UX terrible, the project structure is terrible too."

"More than that, the big boss not only has a poor project structure, but also poor management skills."

"More than that, the big boss is not only bad at dependency management, but also bad at memory management."

This building has dozens of floors.

Tang Yiping was so angry at the string of sarcastic remarks that he almost lost his temper!

While I was angry, I silently copied it down.

Waaaaaah, I'm really bad at this, I'm so bad...

Of course, not everyone was mocking him.

Others cheered him on.

"I admire the courage of this big shot!"

"You're the coolest one to dare challenge the world's biggest bosses!"

Some people also pleaded for him:
"I'm begging you guys to give this guy a break! Don't let him go broke! What if he gets angry and stops releasing the content?"

"Please, everyone, have mercy on this guy! I'm begging you all!"

Tang Yiping: "..."

Thank you so much! Thank you all!
However, Tang Yiping soon chuckled again. The trap he'd set had finally been discovered.

"Damn it, this thing doesn't work! My dog ​​can't translate it!"

"Is there still that FOAM?"

"Excuse me, expert, what is FOAM?"

Holy crap, the boss has gotten smarter and actually kept a trick up his sleeve!
Shocking, right? I'm amazing, aren't I!

Tang Yiping felt he had won back the game and stylishly sent out a link.

FOCU is only half of the dog translator; the other half is FOAM.

FOAM is definitely not open source; this project is simply too powerful and too dangerous.

However, this project was necessary, so Tang Yiping deployed a copy of the project on Linghai Technology's server. This is the "profit project" of "Dog Translator," which allows users to pay to extract the dog's language patterns.

This thing is one-to-one and irreplaceable.

On the forum, the forum veterans who were criticizing Tang Yiping opened the link that Tang Yiping had sent them:
"Dog Language Extractor: Upload at least 50 clips of your dog's interactions to extract and generate your dog's unique language patterns..."

The following eight small characters:

"Free for a limited time during the testing period."

"I'm relieved! The big boss really does make money!"

"No, I'm not at all reassured. Could you please tell me what FOAM is? How can it extract a dog's language patterns? Please open-source this!"

"Thump, thump, thump! Kowtowing, begging for open source!"

Tang Yiping watched these outrageous guys wail desperately, then closed the forum with satisfaction.

"I'm so sorry, my code is terrible! You guys should write it yourselves!"

Then he looked at his backend and saw that users had already started uploading videos related to dogs.

"It's starting!" Tang Yiping said to his brother.

Tang Yiping's first product, the start!

……

At the same time, a truck stopped outside the Third Hospital.

"Brother Hong, are you sure? That little girl's talent can repair our servers?" Lin Zi asked Fan Zhihong as he put on a mask and pulled his hat down in the truck.

“I looked at the list provided by the system before, and among the people who were not taken, she was one of the three with the highest scores,” Fan Zhihong said. “Lin Duo can’t be relied on, so now we can only rely on ourselves. We must fix the server and get it running again.”

During this period, Fan Zhihong watched as Lin Duo brought in various people to repair the server, but they all came to the same conclusion, which Fan Zhihong found very abnormal.

Moreover, he always felt that Lin Duo seemed to know something and was somewhat passive in his actions.

He increasingly felt an invisible force enveloping him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

A sabotaged server, a wheelchair that appears and disappears unpredictably, a helmeted man with incredible strength, and a police force that always anticipates their every move—it's as if the whole world is against them.

This was something he had never felt before.

It was suffocating, almost suffocating.

The only thing he can do now is to break through this suffocating "iron curtain" with his own strength.

"Okay... alright..." Lin Zi wanted to say something, but stopped herself.

He's developed a phobia of this place, terrified that a wheelchair-bound, helmet-wearing maniac might suddenly appear at any moment.

But this is their mission and duty.

“After we go in, you guys keep an eye on the car. If you receive our signal or notice anything amiss, leave immediately.” He paused and added, “The fragments are more important.”

Lin Zi opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't utter a word.

"Be careful, Brother Hong," he said.

But this advice felt so pale and powerless.

"Don't worry," Fan Zhihong said, opening the car door and preparing to get out.

Just then, a gust of wind blew by.

It was summer, but a cold wind blew in.

Fan Zhihong suddenly felt a chill, and then sneezed several times in a row, "Achoo, achoo, achoo".

"Brother Hong?"

"It's nothing, I might just have a bit of a cold." Fan Zhihong suppressed his intense unease and jumped out of the car.

He closed the car door, then pulled his hat brim down, pretended to be playing on his phone, lowered his head, and walked into the hospital.

Linzi got out of the car, found a spot, and pretended to make a phone call while standing guard.

However, his gaze was always unconsciously drawn to the wheelchair that appeared out of nowhere in the hospital.

Every time he sees a wheelchair, his heart skips a beat.

And then it just kept twitching, twitching, twitching...

(End of this chapter)