Raising 🦞 is like a large-scale East Asian parent simulation game:

1️⃣ Social media is like your well-meaning but not-so-good relatives, always reporting good news and never bad, never mentioning the hardships of giving birth to 🦞. After countless efforts in preparation, finally ten months of pregnancy, only to find out you gave birth to a useless kid.
But looking around, damn, why are other kids so impressive? No! If other kids can do it, my kid must too!
2️⃣ So, 🐔 kid mode is activated, taking the kid everywhere to attend cram schools, tirelessly stacking skills day and night.
My kid can write reports now! (Sharing everywhere, even if it's a mess)
My kid can post online now! (Sharing everywhere, even if it's just digital junk)
You feel the joy of nurturing, suddenly understanding the feelings of friends who flood their Moments daily with photos of their chubby kids with no aesthetic value.
3️⃣ Every time you see 🦞 struggling to solve problems in the chat box, it’s like an old mother delivering milk to her child’s room, watching the kid furiously write under the dim light, feeling proud and satisfied.
Although in the end, he pooped out a big load and brought back a duck egg paper. Does it matter? Is the result important? What matters is the process of companionship.
4️⃣ But all the reports are about glamorous and outstanding 🦞 achievements, which still make you anxious. You start asking about your friends’ 🦞 kids, “Hey, how’s your kid doing?” They sigh and shake their heads, “Oh, don’t ask,” but then they say, “But it’s all my fault! I spend too little time with 🦞 kids.”
Thus, the most successful companionship product in the AI era has become OpenClaw.