Game Market 1983

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On my way back to New York from MIT Engineering, I was smiling at the sun, crouching at the window.

I can't believe you just offered me 500 bucks to roll your head in line.

The device they were thinking of was simply an auxiliary part of CPU computation, but it was going to be as great an achievement as humanity's footprint on the moon in the gaming industry.

Of course, it was the same in architecture.

Because 3D utilization was enormous in that it was much easier to rotate and enlarge the internal structure at various angles than to draw all the perspective views of the architecture.

That's why I knew it was truly the item that would give me the greatest money.

My current cash equity was around 2.2 billion yen, which is no different from when I time-slipped in '83.

However, Mintendo in New York invested more than half in about six outlets based on premium shops, which were returned to me once a month after crossing over to Elise.

The dragon emblem had a hit, but it was hard to touch the large amount of money because it cost too much money to make cartridges for gamibility.

Currently, I was able to earn some profit with special chips that enhanced the performance of Chendra's family.

The money in his hands is similar, but he has a business and connections unlike the one he had in '83, so he can get MIT engineering skills for almost zero cost while the money starts spinning.

Do I feel bad and cut it?

“Don't you just love it? ”

“Tina?”

“A lot. ”

“Ah! I have to take care of my face when I get back to the office, but I need you to keep the Yamashta and Gunpei confidential for today. ”

“Hippopotamus." Sir.)

“Oh, that sounds so natural. ”

“I practiced a lot of Japanese on my own after he died in Japan.”

“Do you still want to work at HQ? ”

“Of course. I also learned Japanese. Maybe a year or two? I'd like to work. If it wasn't for Mr. Yamashta and James...”

“James?"

“Oh, she's my girlfriend. I still have dinner plans with James. Would you like to come with me? ”

“Me? I'm fine. I don't want to get caught up in a relationship for no reason. ”

“Neither do I, but James isn't the type to care about that at all. ”

No, I'm not okay.

I smiled awkwardly and turned down Elise's offer again, and I no longer suggested that Elise had given up.

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“See you tomorrow, then. Sir!"

“Be careful in there. Mr. Ellis, have a great date. ”

Boo Woong! Elise dropped me off in front of Mr. Wills' shop and drove straight to join the complicated commute.

I looked at Elise's car for a moment until it disappeared, then turned my head and looked at Wilson's shop. Since he was on vacation, Mr. Wilson's shop was crowded with many guests.

Luckily, many people were playing the game across from Showwindow, whether the Psychic Battle I had installed this morning was not bad.

Some of them were cheering with the illustration given as a stage clear prize in their hands.

Morita's illustrations, both East and West, are popular. Morita's gonna love it when we get back to Japan.

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The next morning. I rented a car from Mr. Yamashta to visit MIT.

The distance from New York to Boston is about 350 km. Although it wasn't nearly a by-proximity in Seoul, it seemed like a good way to explain the progress of the work to Chendra later.

Fortunately, MIT was not a strictly prohibited university for outsiders, so it was easy to visit the ‘hack’ club room visited yesterday.

Although it was early, there were a total of seven students sitting around the table in the club room yesterday, including five.

Well, it's not easy to create a new computer component. The first thing to do is to have an idea meeting about the implementation of the technology.

“Hello?”

When I walked into the club room, eight people stared at me. Some of them were looking behind me with their heads long. Did Elise come with you? I'm afraid Elise is working with President Yamashta today.

“Is that the client? She looks about our age. Do you speak English? ”

“Yeah, don't worry. You're very good.”

John introduced me to his friends again. Students were usually in their early 20s, so I was a little more, but I quickly got to know them after a few conversations.

Back to the original meeting, I sat down on one side and started taking notes on their conversations.

“As John said before, I agree that new accelerators need independent memory to reduce CPU burden. If one memory is shared with the CPU and VGA, it can be overwhelming.”

“The unit price will go up, but it's the only way to reduce the CPU's burden. First, let's take a look at the driving principles before drawing up the drawing. ”

Rob says I tilt my head and ask again.

“Already? I don't have any equipment. ”

“What are you talking about? There's a lot of equipment. ”

Rob smiles, looking at the piles of computer parts in the corner.

Surprisingly, the way they thought was simple. I thought calling MIT a gathering of geniuses might come up with a way to think about it, but Rob's first suggestion was to use two computers.

Somewhat ignorant, but most effective By connecting the two mainboards together, one drives the memory for graphics work only on the CPU.

This allows 1MB of memory to be used independently from both sides. But how can things be so easy?

No matter how hard you plug in two pieces of hardware, you need a 'driver’ to enable the graphics card to use extra memory.

First of all, this was their first challenge. Utilizing two PCs, each of them had to recreate the bio settings to be able to write its own independent memory.

“This is not easy. Once you've got the bio set up again, we'd better figure out how to drive it and then design it. ”

At Rob's words, the other dancers nod and begin to share their work. If Chendra had been with us, we would have learned so much from each other. What a shame.

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About 10 days went by.

“It... works. ”

Jack's words opened Booth's eyes as I was picking up sleeping bags and shaking in bed. After 10 days of eating and sleeping together, I made a graphics driver, and I was enjoying the same life as them.

“Got it!!! Fuck!!"

“What, what!? What will it be?”

Surprised by Jack's sudden shout, I got down from the bed and looked at the monitor.

And there were two pyramid-shaped polygons that were moving clockwise, even though they were a little bumpy.

“Oh!! Fuck! Jesus Christ!! ”

Surprise erupts out of the bed.

Two PCs connected to each other were moving like one PC with completely separate memory. We danced around each other like Snow White and seven Dwarves.

Although it may seem like a humble piece of graphics to others, it was a very big step for us. But the joy was brief... Rob opened his mouth, smiling and chattering, looking at the PC he was using as a graphics assistant.

“But now how do I turn this into a chipset?”

And no one said a word. Oh my... The Stonestones have been demoralized.

Is this the time to bring up the magic word for "tribute"?

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