Pokémon, but cultural invasion

Therefore, the game sold zero units.

Quanshu had no idea what purpose "calm calculation" was in creating the game.

Out of curiosity, he gave Calm Calculation a chance to interview.

The other party responded quickly and said that an online interview could be conducted at any time.

After the video call connected, Quanshu cleared his throat: "Hello?"

"Hello, we are Calm Calculations."

The microphone wasn't transmitting a real voice, but rather a synthesized voice processed by a voice changer.

Chapter Twenty-Three: Is it human?

"I am the HR of Tingxiang Studio, and I am in charge of this online interview."

"Before testing your work capabilities, I would like to ask you, the calm and calculating ones, a few questions."

In the live chat group, more than ten accounts with the initial profile pictures remained silent.

The absence of background noise and microphone interruptions indicates that the applicant is in a relatively quiet environment.

"Excuse me."

Quanshu posed the classic question: "Why did you all choose our studio?"

"Tingxiang Studio was founded on June 15, X year, and released Getting Over It on the same day. Ten days later, it released FarmVille. As of today, Getting Over It has sold more than 3,000 copies, and FarmVille has more than 500,000 online users. Therefore, we believe that Tingxiang Studio has a good prospect for development."

That makes a lot of sense.

The ability to provide detailed dates and data, coupled with calm calculations, clearly indicates a thorough understanding of Tingxiang.

However, Izumi felt that something was off.

He continued, "In the resume, I saw the previous game that Calm Calculations launched."

"The sales of the previous game were extremely poor. From the perspective of game developers, talk about the reasons why you think the sales were so bad."

The live chat room fell into a brief silence.

"From the developer's perspective, the failure was due to a vague market positioning, unreasonable difficulty settings, lack of interesting storyline, and monotonous game content."

Quanshu raised an eyebrow.

What's the deal with this amazing language organization ability?

Moreover, the reasons were summarized too generally, which seemed like an attempt to cover up the truth.

"What are the salary requirements if I join Tingxiang Studio?"

"We understand that the monthly salary for this position in the industry is roughly between 200,000 and 300,000 yen."

Because we value your company's platform and growth potential, we can consider lowering the salary accordingly.

"...What about holidays?"

"We prioritize work needs."

Why are your demands for wages and holidays so low?

Quanshu sat up from the recliner. He had initially thought it was a down-on-their-luck team begging for shelter, but now it seemed more like a group of people pretending to apply for a job.

So he quickly asked a few programming questions.

Why doesn't the official programming language of the Alliance support multiple inheritance?

How to create a thread-safe singleton in a union programming language using double-checked locking?

......

After a few questions, Quanshu frowned.

The other party's answer was quite perfect, demonstrating a solid theoretical foundation, and did not seem like an amateur trying to cause trouble.

To prevent calm calculations from becoming mere theoretical discussions.

Quanshu selected a string of unfinished code from his hand, verbally explained the requirements, and ordered the other party to complete it within a limited time.

Fifteen minutes later, he received the finished product from Calm Calculation.

"My requirements have been basically met."

Izumi-ki found it incredible.

Is it possible that there really are people in the world who have no demands for holidays or salary and simply love coding?

With skepticism in mind, he changed the direction of his questions.

How does the scrambled eggs with tomatoes taste?

"A delightful blend of sweet and sour, refreshing and not greasy."

Do you prefer to take off your socks or pants first when undressing?

"sock."

"why?"

"Dear interviewer, this involves my privacy."

What is the result of dividing 18726485 + 17823646 by 172374?

"..."

At the same time, in Mossdeep City, Hoenn region, at Zvog Manor.

A group of blue-green, four-legged metallic creatures looked at each other blankly as they listened to the question coming from the computer speakers.

With the super neural network formed by the four brains of Metagross, this level of calculation can be completed in an instant.

But they knew the problem wasn't there.

Information is transmitted between Metagross monsters via a local area network.

“Chief, this human seems to doubt our identities.”

"Ignore him. Humans other than Daigo are all shallow. He can't see through our disguise."

"Since he's trying to test us with such a foolish method, then so be it."

......

"Zizi-"

After asking an arithmetic question that no human could answer instantly, Izumi waited a moment.

He had never heard of mental arithmetic in this world, so the guy who answered at lightning speed must have a problem.

"Do you expect me to answer your question with a calculator? I don't think this question is relevant to the job I'm applying for."

The other party's mechanical voice carried a hint of anger.

"Then let me ask you, are you a man or a woman?"

"male."

Do you prefer to push the control stick with your left hand or your right hand when taking off?

"Dear interviewer, I am not a pilot. Please do not ask meaningless questions."

Quanshu stroked his chin and asked a series of questions about the human-machine test until the other party clearly showed impatience.

He leaned back in his chair and drew a conclusion.

The organization called Calm Computation is less like a human and more like a super AI.

He was very curious about who this person was and why they would be interested in a small studio that had only been established for a short time.

If it weren't for Officer Jenny's existence, Izumi would have loved to send Polygonum along the internet cable to take a look.

"The interview is over. Go home and wait for our notification."

"Snapped!"

Quanshu hung up the phone.

The true nature of the entity remains unknown despite calm calculations, but the coding skills are undeniable.

He looked at the jumbled pile of resumes in his mailbox and sighed.

Why is it so difficult to find a few satisfactory employees?

......

"Chief, he told us to wait for further instructions."

Several Metagross monsters gathered together, trying to decipher the meaning of "waiting for notification".

"The report states that the probability of a candidate who receives a notification for evaluation after the interview being successful is 19.91%."

"We were rejected?"

"According to calculations, the probability that the human suspects us is 20.25%, and the probability that he rejects us is only 15.57%."

"No need for discussion."

The leader, Metagross, made the final statement, saying, "These are the code files and the existing bugs he sent."

"They said it was to test our work performance."

"..."

The Metagross monsters stared at the X-shaped metal crosses on each other's faces, exchanging thoughts through their intriguing glances.

There's a term on the human internet called "wool-pulling" (薅羊毛), which means exploiting our computing power.

"Number 11, no questioning of the leader's decisions is permitted."

"This is a necessary step in trying to understand humans, who cannot be measured by calculation."

"Let's get to work."

A layer of ethereal pink iridescence appeared on the Metagross's bodies, which gleamed with a bluish-green metallic sheen, as its psychic energy was activated.

The keyboard in front of the computer started automatically typing code.

?

Quanshu carried a watering can, in a cheerful mood.

Whether the person is human or not is unimportant, and whether they harbor malicious intentions is also unimportant. The key is high efficiency and sufficient skill.

I don't care about this or that, I'll just use it first.

As for formal hiring, let's fix a few dozen bugs first.

"Na—Zzz—"

Water flowed down from the fine nozzle of the spray bottle, and the Oddish let out sounds of enjoyment.

Other Pokémon gathered around the tree, enjoying the rare coolness.

It hasn't rained in a long time, and the heat is unbearable.

Manually spraying water to cool down the Pokémon can effectively prevent them from getting heatstroke.

"I really hope it rains soon."

Quanshu adjusted the collar of his sweat-dampened shirt and saw the Dean's daughter returning from her inspection of the back mountain.

She was holding an egg in her hands.

Chapter Twenty-Four: Even someone as strong as Ibrahimovic cannot be defeated.

The dean walked back under the brightest afternoon sun.