I am weak and friendly

Chapter 272 It's time for OIFU to exit the stage of history (3K)

"Brother Liu!" At noon, Liu Jiadong was eating lunch when he looked up and saw Lin Jiaqiang calling him from outside the door.

The young man's face was flushed from the heat, and he was covered in sweat. There were alkali stains left on his shoulders from the evaporation of his sweat.

Working outdoors in this kind of weather is really tough.

"What's wrong?" Liu Jiadong waved his hand. "Have you eaten? Is it hot outside? Come over here, enjoy the air conditioning, and have some water!"

As he spoke, he got up and went to get water for Lin Jiaqiang.

"I'm not thirsty, Brother Liu, something bad has happened!" Lin Jiaqiang said in a low voice, "OIFU's goods are all gone."

"Huh?" Brother Wang, who was standing nearby, heard this and turned around. "It's empty already? How could it be so fast?"

Then Brother Wang opened OIFU on his phone, took a look, and found that, sure enough, most of the vending machines on the map were empty.

"This isn't right, how can it be consumed so quickly?" Brother Wang asked in confusion.

Brother Wang had also used OIFU before, taking things out of the vending machine and experiencing its capacity firsthand.

Touchpoint Interconnect's vending machines are large-scale vending machines, containing more than 500 items. Although the inventory and consumption are not quite the same, as the code provider for OIFU, he also asked about the final statistics in the forum.

According to statistics at the time, most vending machines actually had an inventory of about half, which is more than 200 items.

There are currently over 5700 vending machines in operation throughout the city, meaning a total inventory of at least 114 million items. Even if half of them are spoiled and inedible, there are still over 50 items available.

If one person consumes 15 items per day, it can sustain one person for more than 30,000 days. Even for 1000 people, it would be enough to sustain them for more than 30 days, or more than a month.

OIFU can only be used in Hailing City. Apart from a few people who use OIFU out of curiosity, there are fewer than 800 people who can be considered true OIFU users if they use OIFU more than three times in a row.

This is the current predicament of the entire Hailing City, which requires OIFU's help and knows how to use it.

After all, OIFU is just one of many options for people in distress, not their only option.

This number isn't large, but Liu Jiadong and Lin Jiaqiang, who were once among them, know that this is not just a number.

They are real people.

Moreover, many people don't actually need OIFU all the time, and this inventory can actually help several times more people get through temporary difficulties.

Just like Liu Jiadong, Lin Jiaqiang, and Zhao Wenjie, they survived the most difficult time and have gotten back on track, no longer needing OIFU.

But they don't need OIFU; others do.

"It's probably because OIFU was so popular a couple of days ago," Liu Jiadong sighed.

The explosive popularity of OIFU has attracted a large number of live streamers, who consume varying amounts of their inventory with each recording. In addition, it has also drawn many curious passersby and local residents.

After all, Hailing City is a city with a population of ten million. Even if only one percent of them are curious enough to try it, that would still amount to hundreds of thousands.

"How about our company contributes some money and we replenish some goods?" Brother Wang thought for a moment and said.

He has truly devoted a lot of effort to OIFU and really doesn't want this program to disappear from the historical stage.

It can really help a lot of people.

"How many can we replace? Ten or twenty pieces? Hundreds or thousands?" Liu Jiadong asked.

Millions of units of inventory were consumed in just a few days. Even under normal consumption, that would amount to hundreds of thousands or millions of yuan in expenditure per month.

Precision Dimensions isn't some big, deep-pocketed company; they don't have that much money to burn.

Brother Wang also felt a headache.

How much cargo do we need to replenish? How could one or two people possibly manage that?

The two of them went to L station and discussed it with other code contributors.

Nobody wants such an excellent program to only last a week.

Everyone unanimously decided to donate some supplies and entrust Wang Ge and Liu Jiadong, who are local to the gods, to handle them.

However, after doing the math, everyone felt somewhat hopeless.

They can donate about 100,000 yuan worth of goods this month, which can be exchanged for the most affordable food and water to put into vending machines, temporarily solving the problem.

But what happens after all that money is spent?
Touchpoint Interconnect's legacy has been exhausted. How long can it last with just a few programmers working out of love?

This is not a problem that programmers like them can solve.

Moreover, they have no way to solve the problem of OIFU being abused.

What if another wave of locust-themed livestreamers appears, or if it attracts other curious citizens?
The goods they replenished were not expired food. What if some people deliberately take advantage of this?
However, OIFU has no way to check other people's savings or financial situation.

This also contradicts OIFU's philosophy.

After discussing it, the group decided to pool their money and restock OIFU's stock.

after that……

"Perhaps it's time for OIFU to exit the stage of history."

"Does Tang know? He'll be sad."

"Perhaps OIFU can shine in other areas, but what can Tang do about it? His internship salary is only 3000 yuan."

Yes, what can Tang do?

……

Gao Ming followed Tang Yiping back into the alley, and then saw a large gate wide open at the end of the road.

Actually, the gate was originally locked. Judging from the large hole in the gate, it was opened by Lola's breath.

This time, however, the door was not restored.

Upon arriving at the warehouse gate, Gao Ming immediately and instinctively drew his weapon.

"Don't come in yet."

He carefully entered the gate after passing the security booth at the entrance.

This is a rather large yard, with several vans, private cars, and forklifts parked inside. Deep inside the yard is a huge single-story steel structure warehouse, towering like a giant beast.

The warehouse doors were all tightly closed, except for one door with a large hole through which a figure could be vaguely seen.

He immediately tensed up, turned around and said to those behind him, "You guys stay away!" Then he froze.

There was no one behind him, only a large door.

The gate seemed to be covered with ripples, constantly fluctuating.

Sometimes it's a large hole corroded in the middle, a wide-open gate, and outside the gate is an empty alley.

This is precisely the path that Gao Ming and his companions came from.

Sometimes the gate was tightly closed and perfectly intact. Looking out through the opening of the gate, you could see a group of people in yellow protective suits bustling around a huge vehicle, shouting something.

Gao Ming was shocked. Where was this place?
Where are Tang and the others?

He drew his gun and pointed it at the other side, only to realize that those people seemed unable to see him.

Then he remembered that there were other people behind him, turned around and pointed behind him, and slowly walked towards the large hole.

Then he saw Tang Yiping sitting on a table in the warehouse, typing away on his laptop.

Stoka squatted down next to Tang Yiping, tilted his head to look at Gao Ming, and stuck out his tongue.

Meanwhile, Lola was lying in the corner of the warehouse, frantically gnawing on something on the ground.

"Mmm, delicious...so delicious..."

clever:"???"

what's the situation?
He looked closely and found that the outer wall of the warehouse had been broken by something.

A tentacle-like thing "rushed" in from the outer wall of the warehouse. The tentacle was thicker than a truck, dark and covered with some kind of scale-like or skin-like wrinkles, with a faint dim light flowing within the wrinkles.

There were also some strangely shaped attachments on it, like some kind of mind-numbing deep-sea creature.

After just one glance, Gao Ming felt dizzy and quickly turned his head away.

In that instant when he turned his head, he seemed to have forgotten what he had just seen, and turned back to look at it again.

Lola was sucking on those strange tentacles, mistaking them for a giant grilled squid.

The scene was so beautiful that Gao Ming looked away.

Then he forgot what he had just been looking at and turned back.

After repeating this two or three times, he realized he couldn't continue like this.

They turned their attention to Tang Yiping.

Just then, Tang Yiping also looked up from the table and looked at Gao Ming.

Their eyes met.

"Didn't I tell you to stay outside?" Gao Ming said, somewhat annoyed.

These guys not only came in, but they also started eating!

"When did you arrive?" Tang Yiping asked.

The two asked the question at the same time, and looked at each other with confusion.

"Didn't you bring me in?"

When did we bring you in?

"You just said the signal inside was bad, so..."

"We've always been here."

The two people looked at each other through a door with a large hole in it, and both saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

Gao Ming felt that either Tang Yiping had gone mad, or he himself had gone mad.

Or perhaps, this isn't Tang Yiping at all.

The moment the idea popped into his head, Gao Ming's heart started pounding.

Although Tang Yiping's wheelchair, appearance, and expression are very similar, in this kind of place...

Moreover, Tang Yiping and the others were clearly right behind him just now.

He raised the muzzle of his gun, which had been lowered, slightly and asked Tang Yiping, "What are you doing right now?"

"I'm writing code!" Tang Yiping said.

No, you've entered this place and you're still calmly writing code?

Sure enough, this is something Tang Yiping would do.

The superior gun barrel drooped slightly.

"What code are you writing? Why are you still writing code at a time like this?" Gao Ming asked again.

"I'm writing restocking code for OIFU," Tang Yiping said. "OIFU's inventory is almost gone, and now we can restock!"

"Look!" Tang Yiping exclaimed happily, pointing to the goods in the warehouse. "There are so many goods here!"

Gao Ming looked up, first avoiding Lola who was sucking on squid in the corner, and then looked at the goods.

All kinds of goods, piled up like mountains.

Water, drinks, snacks, food...

It seems this is Touchpoint Interconnect's warehouse for storing various inventories.

After inspecting the goods, Gao Ming looked at Tang Yiping.

It's definitely Tang Yiping.

No one in this world could grasp Tang Yiping's personality so accurately.

His gun barrel dropped.

(End of this chapter)