Virtual Empire Begins with a Game
Chapter 18

Schrödinger's Panties

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Xu Meng did not act immediately, instead waiting until the next day.

From this day onward, the working state of every single employee up and down Dream Builder shifted entirely.

Following yesterday's fashion show team-building event, previous dissatisfaction and doubts about the boss's decisions significantly dwindled.

They truly experienced the unique charm exuded by the models when displaying their figures.

Consequently, they generated confidence in the boss's decision.

--Following the boss's required modifications, the Frost Snow Project really seemed capable of rising from the dead!

As long as they went all out and allowed the characters in the game to convey that kind of charm, players would definitely be able to feel it too!

The company rising from the dead was no dream.

Bankruptcy, layoffs, and rent would all cease to be problems.

Thus, almost everyone's work enthusiasm surged to unprecedented heights.

Xu Meng first went to find Ding Nian, asking her to temporarily set aside the work of changing clothes for the red-haired mature woman Tong Que, and instead concentrate on fully detailing the concept art of the curly-haired girl He Yin.

Afterward, he took the concept art and ran over to find Peng Linmu and Chen Wanzhong, asking them whether it was possible to make this model run, jump, and fight freely in the game without ever exposing parts that shouldn't be shown.

The honest man Chen Wanzhong was completely dumbfounded.

"Boss, are you trying to... model a character who doesn't wear panties???"

Even Peng Linmu felt it was a bit absurd: "Boss, the industry's general rule is to add safety shorts. I can understand you not wanting to add safety shorts, but not even adding panties..."

"Is this also..." Several words rolled up and down in his mouth until he finally managed to pick a relatively tactful one, "a bit too open-minded?"

Xu Meng immediately shook his head in denial: "No, panties still need to be added; otherwise, in case of a review, the game might get taken down."

After all, they were not making an adult game.

"But that's not the point; whether there are panties or not actually doesn't matter."

Xu Meng continued: "Doesn't the character have a hemline longer than the knees?"

"Set all the dynamic details so that no matter how the character moves, the qipao hemline will block the critical areas just right."

"That way, no one will be able to tell whether she's wearing them or not."

"At that time, as long as we don't speak up and hammer it down ourselves, this is a pair of Schrödinger's panties."

"Our goal is: although she's wearing them to pass the review, we want to make the majority of players willing to believe she isn't wearing any."

Peng Linmu and Chen Wanzhong's eyes widened round, their faces plastered with 'Can it even be like this?'.

"How about it, can it be done?" Xu Meng asked in the end.

The two looked at each other, both seeing the exact same answer in the other's eyes--

It could be done.

But it would burn through their lives!

"Boss, it can be done, but the workload is massive." Chen Wanzhong spoke his mind: "If every character is handled this way, it won't be nearly enough time in a month to remake a few characters."

"As long as it can be done, that's fine." Xu Meng was very satisfied: "Just do this first. Don't worry, currently only He Yin needs this treatment; the others will still use the conventional methods."

Chen Wanzhong breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly rushing off to burn the midnight oil.

After recuperating for two days, Xu Meng felt that his body had also improved quite a bit, so he returned to the office and began to immerse himself fully in work.

He needed to write out the set of intelligent collaboration development tools given by the system as quickly as possible.

This was also something that could drastically improve work efficiency. Had he not suffered a sudden death from overwork, the day of his transmigration he would have been nailed to the computer for three days and three nights to sweat this thing out.

The amount of code for this tool was not astonishing, especially the "intelligent" part--this intelligence, newly written, was not yet as smart as products on the market, and also required a large amount of data to feed and train.

For the time being, Xu Meng didn't care much about [intelligence], caring far more about [collaboration].

In his past life, he was an indie game developer, relying entirely on his own sweat to develop games.

Even before leaving the company to go solo, he had led a small team of at most eight people, harboring a considerable degree of misunderstanding about the work efficiency of large-team division of labor and cooperation.

--Previously, knowing the company had 100 employees, he calculated based on 80 times his own individual work efficiency.

This had already factored in a 20% efficiency loss in advance.

However, after reading the development logs, he was astonished to find: his calculation was short! Once the number of employees hit a hundred, the rate of decline in average work efficiency was simply terrifyingly high--

The loss was far from just 20%; it was probably well over 50%! The reasons for this could be multifaceted, such as Dream Builder originally being a makeshift operation cobbled together by two newly graduated college students, or perhaps the new game's unsuccessful launch leading to low morale, along with people keeping one eye open for a better job while still employed... and so on and so forth.

In short, the reality was: work efficiency was an obvious short board for Dream Builder.

Therefore, this intelligent collaboration development tool, which could conveniently synchronize development progress, coordinate the thoughts of multiple departments, greatly save communication costs, and improve overall work efficiency, was extremely necessary.

Xu Meng worked with extreme dedication, even to the point of losing himself.

Except for being interrupted once in the middle by assistant Chen Mengling to eat a meal and medicine, he kept his head down and hammered away until four o'clock in the afternoon.

Until a chat window suddenly popped up--

"Boss, it's done! Come review it!"

This was Ding Nian's message.

Xu Meng consequently snapped out of it, first receiving the file sent by Ding Nian, and then saving the code he had written out.

Switching back to the chat window, the file had finished transferring.

Xu Meng opened it, and a high-definition, large image instantly filled the entire screen.

A girl with green curly hair was falling from the air, the hem of her ink-colored qipao fluttering in the wind, a pair of long legs dazzlingly white, small tender white feet pointing slightly upward, a red thread on her ankle sliding slightly downward.

Upon seeing the toes, vision reached its end, and he instinctively looked back up to the upper body.

First was the end of the skirt slit, exposing a portion of the hip curves and a large expanse of skin on the side of the crotch.

Further up, the color of the clothing became richer, the abdomen almost completely transparent, like a layer of black gauze, making the lower belly and navel clearly visible.

Moving upward from the abdomen, the color rapidly deepened, changing from black gauze to something resembling sharkskin, clinging tightly to the body and outlining an easily graspable breast shape--still carrying a subtle luster.

Continuing further up, there were the collarbones vaguely visible beneath the V-shaped mandarin collar.

Finally, there was the cheerful, smiling pretty face topped with a head of bouncing green curls.

That was He Yin.

Her hands extended forward, holding a pistol in each hand, firing upward.

Clearly a static image, yet it was brimming with motion; youth, vitality, and sexiness blended together, rushing over him in a wave.

Full of impact! "Good job! Excellent, I don't have a single thing to pick at!"

"Just like this! You tidy up the details of each element, and we can start animation and modeling production."

After fiercely affirming and encouraging Ding Nian, Xu Meng didn't forget his original objective--

Taking advantage of the announcement's heat, while internet trolls were cursing fiercely and ignorant onlookers were relatively numerous, he needed to release the character concept art in the brand-new style as soon as possible.

Any publicity, even bad publicity, was publicity; scolding traffic was also traffic.

Besides, seizing the ecological niche right now was equivalent to sniping Momo's new game!

Who told you not to be as fast as me? You deserve to eat my exhaust!

After slightly editing the copywriting, he began publishing this "new version of He Yin's character design art" to the social network.

Weiguang went smoothly, posted and approved in a second.

However, on the 2D stronghold--the video website Bilibili, it failed to publish.

Looking at the system prompt reading [Content involves skirting behavior and revealing clothing issues, making it unsuitable for display], Xu Meng froze on the spot.

No, bro! You are my channel distributor, and I am your partner! You're even taking a 50% cut of the channel revenue from the Frost Snow Project!

I'm trying to figure out ways to expand your revenue and increase profits, and you jump out to block my review??

With this kind of free time, why don't you go audit your own dance category???

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