I am weak and friendly

Chapter 247 ROBO-FU, just a boring little open-source project (4K)

Tang Yiping sat blankly in front of his laptop, expressionless.

He felt that his life had lost its luster.

As the saying goes, the "working mask" is what I desire, and 1500 points is also what I desire.

Why can't you have both?
You've kept your "working mask" intact, but what's the price?

The comments section in the live stream was scrolling wildly.

"What's wrong with Hirako-kun? Has he frozen in place?"

Is my screen freezing?

“Hirako hasn’t moved for almost five minutes now.”

"It's 4 minutes and 28 seconds, 29 seconds, 30 seconds..."

"Who's nearby? Quick, check on Hirako! Is he dead?"

Even Shen Hong and the others behind him felt a little worried about Tang Yiping and planned to come and check on him.

Then I saw Tang Yiping suddenly straighten up.

"Damn it!" Tang Yiping slammed his hand on the table. "Sleep! What are you sleeping for! A weakling with 1302 points, what are you sleeping for!"

"No more sleep!"

Tang Yiping clenched his fist: "I will rise up! I will strive forward! I will keep practicing problems!"

"I will not give up! I will get back up from where I fell!"

"One day, I will trample everyone on Maike.com under my feet!"

"Practice coding problems!"

"You can do it, Hirako!"

Tang Yiping took a deep breath: "Brothers, classmates, I'm going to stream myself doing practice problems all night tonight!"

Without waiting for anyone's reaction, he opened the practice questions on Maike.com.

Five minutes later...

"Hirako-san!"

"Wake up!"

"Is anyone nearby? Wake him up!"

"Pfft, just like me before my final exams..."

"It reminds me of the advanced mathematics I failed. Sigh, if I had stayed up until 5:30 that night, I wouldn't have had to retake it..."

"Sigh, it turns out all the academic underachievers are the same; they fall asleep as soon as they start studying."

"A child who sleeps well is more likely to have a good pregnancy!"

"This student, who only scores 1302 on Maike.com and wants to sleep whenever he tries to study, already has a wildly popular open-source project called OIFU... What about you guys?"

"Damn it, you shouldn't hit someone in the face!"

Regardless of the arguments in the live stream, Tang Yiping was indeed asleep.

He slumped his head and started snoring softly.

Although he only completed three questions in this competition, it was already an extraordinary performance for Tang Yiping, and the mental exertion was enormous.

I'm really tired right now.

Shen Hong came over and gently patted him, saying, "Pingzi? Go back to sleep if you want."

He suddenly snapped out of his daze.

"What's wrong with me? Huh? I fell asleep?"

Everyone in the comments section advised:

"go to sleep!"

"Alright, Maike.com isn't some big deal. If you lost points, so be it. Get some rest, write your OIFU well, there are still many people waiting for you."

"If you don't want to sleep, why don't you livestream yourself reviewing code at OIFU?"

Tang Yiping was still enjoying the feeling of being comforted when he suddenly became alert.

Good heavens, your abacuses are making such a loud noise, the beads are practically hitting my face!
If I were to livestream OIFU code review right now, wouldn't I lose the "working mask - mediocre code Tang" persona that I've worked so hard to maintain?

"Then I'll go to sleep," Tang Yiping said.

Then he saw the discussion below:

"Pingzi looks so pitiful! Maike.com just wiped out Pingzi's grades, that's so heartless. Even though Pingzi was streaming, none of us helped him cheat!"

"Market.com felt that if other participants watched Pingzi's live stream, it would affect their problem-solving and thought processes."

"It's not that I look down on the Pingzi, but who can we Pingzi influence? We Pingzi can't even influence water!"

"Yeah, it's really hard to copy Pingzi's code, you know."

"Pingzi only completed three problems. One was a simple sign-in problem, which anyone could solve. Another problem required submitting successfully until the very last second, so how could anyone copy it? As for the graph theory problem about the robot factory, well, Pingzi wrote so many lines of code, and the way he did it was so strange, so no one could copy him."

"Tsk, what a pity about that robot's algorithm problem. I really liked Hirako's problem. It's a waste that he wrote such a brilliant solution."

"Me too."

"A prime example of the brutal aesthetics of engineering!"

"Forget about elegant algorithms, all you need is strength to make bricks fly!"

Tang Yiping saw everyone praising his robot algorithm problem, and that's when he remembered that he had written such a simulation program.

"Did I ever write such awesome code? I don't remember it," Tang Yiping said, puzzled.

He opened the log interface, looked at his code, and was surprised: "Huh? I wrote this code?"

"You wrote it! You wrote it! We saw you write it with our own eyes!"

This question-answering interface is quite different from Tang Yiping's usual development environment. He cannot rely on the power of [Stacking Worm] to fix bugs or the like. Tang Yiping entered a state of flow at that time, focused on the task at hand, and completed it in one go.

Looking at it now, Tang Yiping thinks the code for his robot factory is actually quite well written!
When did I become so good at Rust?

I'm so amazing!

However, it's incomplete now!
Why not complete it?

With that in mind, Tang Yiping opened the development environment and copied the code over.

Then I started completing the code.

"What is Hirako writing?"

"Huh? Are you planning to modify the code of the robot we just saw?"

"The competition is over, what's the point of making changes now? Besides, didn't we answer this question correctly back then?"

Once Tang Yiping gets into coding mode, he becomes oblivious to everything around him. He doesn't even notice the discussion around him; he's completely immersed in his code.

Lines of code flowed from his fingertips.

"Now I know why Pingzi was able to open-source a project of OIFU's caliber. Pingzi is so focused."

"That's strange, why do I find watching Hirako code so enjoyable?"

"I know the reason, because I can understand everything."

"Damn, you know what? You really can't believe it! I can actually understand all of it. Watching Pingzi write code gives me the illusion that I'm not illiterate, it's like I'm writing it myself!"

"Another kind of comforting that takes care of one's intelligence!"

"Damn, the problem is the code completion rate. Did they not even bother to modify it after writing it? How is that possible?"

"Who said Hirako's coding skills are bad... Okay, his code is indeed very ordinary, but... why doesn't he make any mistakes?! This is anything but ordinary, okay?"

Wow, that's awesome!

"I think I've seen the limits of my abilities when I'm serious. I've discovered that I'm not a weakling, and my technical skills are capable of handling large projects! I'm going to rise up, and I'm going to write an open-source project! You just wait!"

"Okay, I'm back. My open-source project failed swiftly."

"Just looking at it this way, I feel like Hirako's coding skills are about the same as mine. My points on Maike.com are much higher than Hirako's, but I could never write OIFU or the robot code from earlier. Suddenly I feel like Hirako is really amazing!"

"I can't understand it, but I'm deeply shocked!" At this moment, Tang Yiping had entered a very special state.

Perhaps he's gotten too used to using [Stacking Bugs] to troubleshoot bugs, and he seems to have developed a special kind of intuition.

This also gave him the ability to choose a "smooth but correct" route when writing code.

It's not flashy, not ingenious, and doesn't require flashes of brilliance, but it conveys a sense of complete confidence in one's own abilities and the ability to fully utilize one's coding skills.

Place one foot in front of the other foot.

One line of code, one intention, calm and unhurried.

The live stream gradually quieted down.

It was late at night, and many people left the live stream.

But many people kept their live streams open, quietly watching Tang Yiping type on the keyboard, and then fell asleep to the sound of his typing.

There are also some people who have been watching.

Behind Tang Yiping, the lights went out one by one. The young people who stayed behind to help Tang Yiping manage the rooms had enjoyed the show for half the night, but now that the show was over, and also afraid of disturbing Tang Yiping, they all quietly left.

Shen Hong looked at Tang Yiping, then at Ban Ge, and said, "You should go back. Anyway, I'm on a business trip now and have no home to go back to. I'll just sleep wherever I go. I'll stay here with him."

"No need, I'll stay with him, you go to sleep." With that, Ban took out his notebook from his backpack, found a table at random, and started working.

Shen Hong looked at Tang Yiping, then at Ban Ge, and suddenly he understood why the two of them were master and apprentice.

So you don't sleep at all, huh?

"Then I'm going to rest."

He went to the rest area and fell asleep immediately.

When he woke up in the middle of the night, he opened his eyes and saw that it was already 2:30 a.m. The master and apprentice were back to back, still coding.

Stoka lay between the master and apprentice, looking at one and then the other with a hint of resentment.

When he opened his eyes again, it was four in the morning.

Ban was already fast asleep in the capsule-shaped rest pod next to him.

Tang Yiping's silhouette was still reflected in the light of the screen.

Stoka was a dark shadow at his feet.

At five o'clock in the morning, when the first light of dawn appeared in the east, Tang Yiping finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah, I'm done writing!"

He said.

Then he realized that his back ached and his head was throbbing.

I guess I stayed up too late again.

"I can't take it anymore, I have to go to sleep!" He shook his head and prepared to close his laptop.

"Wait a minute, Hirako!" A group of people flooded the comments section of the live stream.

"Don't end the broadcast yet, Hirako-kun!"

I want the program you wrote!

"Open source! Open source! Hurry up and open source!"

"Huh? Am I still livestreaming? No, don't you guys ever sleep?"

Tang Yiping discovered that there were still hundreds of people in the live stream!
No, it's already past 5 a.m., and he barely said a word the whole time.

Unexpectedly, hundreds of people were so bored that they silently kept him company until dawn.

Also no one.

and……

"Huh? You guys want to open source this too?" Tang Yiping didn't seem to care about open source.

He's even live-streaming his coding, and what he's writing isn't open source—is he just keeping it as a nest?
The issue is……

"Even if this thing is open source, it's probably not very useful," Tang Yiping said.

"want to!"

"I want to learn!"

"Please open source!"

"I think this program is very interesting!"

"No, it's so interesting! It's practically a robot farm!"

Tang Yiping looked at his screen.

There is indeed a robot farm there.

It had a pixelated, game-like interface.

In a map with a rather complex layout, there are many pixelated dots that are moving back and forth.

This is a simulator, and each light spot in it represents a robot.

Each robot has some basic attribute settings, and their work, speed, and abilities are different, and they are completing their work in an orderly manner.

On the screen, they sometimes gather together, sometimes scatter, sometimes line up, and sometimes crowd together.

Just looking at it gives me a strange feeling of "relaxation".

Sometimes they even present a certain "pattern", but only for a moment, and then they return to their chaotic state.

It actually looks really relaxing and interesting.

However... aside from relieving stress, Tang Yiping felt that this thing didn't seem to have much use.

You might call it a simulator, but what it can simulate is incomparable to other simulation software or digital twins that can simulate reality or social experiments.

After all, this thing was written by Tang Yiping in a few hours, and it can only simulate how a group of small robots should act under limited conditions.

If you call it a game, besides adding blocks of different colors to the environment to represent different functions, and adding small dots representing different robots with different behaviors, there's nothing you can actually control; you can only watch.

You might say it's completely useless, but it can actually simulate a little bit of something.

But while you might say it's useful, it's actually not that useful.

Tang Yiping felt that this thing should be nothing more than a "cyber ant farm".

But who says watching ants isn't fun?

Sometimes you can watch ants for hours, right?

Since everyone likes it, let's open source it.

With that in mind, Tang Yiping readily opened his HUB interface and uploaded his second open-source project under "Tang-Ping-Dev" to the HUB.

Then, he went to the last capsule-shaped rest pod, climbed in, and fell asleep immediately.

Stoka scooped up his dangling leg and lay down next to his capsule.

There are still several hundred people in the live stream room.

"Ah, Hirako-kun is asleep too."

"So, are you now livestreaming yourself sleeping?"

"Everyone, go to sleep now. Goodnight."

"No, I want to go see Hirako's new project!"

Who wants to sleep?
They came to Tang Yiping's open-source interface.

Under OIFU, another software has already been open sourced.

The name of this open-source project is: ROBO-FU (Reality Oriented Behavioral Operation Framework Utility).

Of course, following Tang Yiping's naming conventions, it also has another name:
"Really Only a Boring Object, For U."

It's just a boring little open-source project.

(End of this chapter)