144: Chapter 144 If there are no miracles, then create them.

The popularity of the Great World mode was very high.

This free online mode was very popular among players.

After all, they could mess around in the game without system task restrictions.

Compared to single-player campaigns, they preferred multiplayer games.

Especially this kind of free, Great World that was no different from reality.

Players were not lacking in talent; they just lacked a place to showcase it.

As more and more players met the scoring requirements for the two story arcs, the number of players in the Great World mode continued to grow.

Zhou Yang watched these streamers' broadcasts while checking the backend online player count for this mode.

He saw the backend online count for this mode increasing by several thousand people per minute.

The maximum player capacity for a single battlefield was only a few million.

But by this time, the number of players who had entered this mode had already surpassed ten million.

Zhou Yang would have liked to stuff all these players into the same map, but it was obvious that the total number of NPCs in Jinling City and the surrounding areas didn't even add up to that many.

If they were all stuffed in, the players wouldn't be able to respawn once they died.

He could only limit the number of players in each battlefield to no more than one-fifth of the total NPC population.

Averaged out, this meant each player still had five chances to respawn.

As Zhou Yang scrolled through these livestream rooms, he suddenly saw an interesting one.

He clicked in and saw that the streamer's title was "Hand-Crafting Nukes to Blast the Little Devils."

The title was quite a gimmick. After Zhou Yang entered the livestream room, he found that tens of thousands of people were watching.

He glanced at the comments from the audience in the livestream room, all of whom were curious about how the streamer was going to hand-craft a nuke.

Although this world had nukes, they had never actually been used.

Unlike his past life, where countries without nukes could still possess them.

Zhou Yang looked at the streamer, who was currently holding a pile of tools and seemed to be hand-crafting something.

"Streamer, are you really hand-crafting a nuke?"

"Why does it feel like you're just rubbing iron?"

"Isn't this just a gimmick? With the level of technology in this game, it would be good enough if you could hand-craft a modern rifle, let alone a nuke."

"Wait, even if you hand-crafted a modern rifle, you couldn't use it because you can't manufacture ammunition."

"Admittedly, if you had enough time, you could definitely craft one, but it's only been a few days. Instead of a nuke, you'd be better off crafting a broadsword so you could at least defend yourself when the Little Devils arrive."

Not a single viewer in the livestream room believed that the streamer could hand-craft a nuke.

Because even in modern times, it would take several days to produce a single nuke.

In this era where nothing was available, trying to hand-craft a nuke was pure fantasy.

They couldn't even get the most basic nuclear materials.

At this moment, the streamer in the game raised his head slightly and stopped what he was doing.

His name was Lin Chen, and he naturally saw the comments in the livestream room.

He was not angry at the audience's disbelief.

After all, this was just a gimmick. His goal wasn't to hand-craft a nuke, but to hand-craft an automatic rifle production line.

Likewise, he wasn't doing it alone.

He had a team.

As long as he could craft these, there was no doubt that the traffic would come pouring in.

If they had enough time.

It wasn't impossible to actually hand-craft a nuke.

It was just obvious that this game had a time limit.

"Hello, brothers and sisters in the livestream room! I know you all don't believe I can hand-craft a nuke. But since you don't believe it, I have even more reason to prove myself.

So what I'm currently doing is hand-crafting an automatic rifle production line. As for which automatic rifle, it's naturally the AK47, the one with the highest usage in our world."

Hearing the streamer's bold words, the audience in the livestream room immediately boiled over.

"666, streamer, you can really brag! You think you can craft it alone? By the time you're done, it'll be God knows when."

"Yeah, you have nothing here, how are you going to craft it?"

Lin Chen's mouth curled slightly, and he smiled faintly. "Of course I'm not alone. I've found some helpers. They are responsible for solving the funding and material issues, while I am responsible for the manufacturing."

"We have already started. What I am doing now is seeing if I can hand-craft a lathe and a machine tool."

Lin Chen's words shocked the audience in the livestream room once again.

"Streamer, you're really blowing smoke now. Hand-crafting a lathe and a machine tool? If you were fifty or sixty, I might believe it, but you look like you're only in your twenties. Are you kidding me?"

"Exactly, I'm not watching anymore. I'm out, I'm out. It feels like he's just bragging."

Just because of those few sentences, his livestream room immediately lost thousands of people.

Zhou Yang shook his head after hearing the streamer's words.

He knew that some people could definitely do these things, but most were definitely just bragging.

The streamer looked so young; unless his team had experts in these fields, or the streamer himself knew how, the credibility was too low.

Even if he hadn't studied it, he knew this was a job that required a lot of experience.

Even a genius would need to practice for many years, right?

Of course, Zhou Yang didn't make a rash judgment.

After watching for a while, he exited the livestream room.

He had to start working.

A day passed quickly.

The popularity of the Great World mode soared on the internet.

Some players discovered that while the Great World mode was fun, the ending was almost impossible to change.

That is, after the Little Devils breached Jinling City, they would inevitably begin a massacre in the city.

The players wanted to resist, but they didn't have enough power.

Some players tried to gather the common people to evacuate Jinling City in advance. Although this method was feasible, not many people were willing to leave.

Many NPC civilians believed that the army could withstand the Little Devils' offensive.

However, they couldn't withstand it.

The troops participating in the Defense of Jinling City were too few. Facing 300,000 elite Little Devil troops, these troops could only buy time for the civilians of Jinling City to evacuate.

But by this time, it was too late to evacuate.

Those who could evacuate had already done so.

And most of those who were unwilling to leave were the elderly, weak, women, and children.

Arrangements were made for them to evacuate later, but many were caught by the Little Devils before they could even leave.

The players wanted to change these outcomes.

They kept making efforts.

It was just too hard to change.

They could only reduce the number of people massacred in the end, but they couldn't stop the Little Devils' massacre.

The only way to change the ending was to block the Little Devils outside of Jinling.

If the city fell, it meant a massacre.

For a time, those players dedicated to building arsenals in the game suddenly received full support from other players.

Since all other methods they could try failed to change the ending.

Then why couldn't they try these methods that sounded impossible?

What if there could be a miracle?

They believed they could do it, create a miracle in the game, and change the outcome of this defensive battle.

Only by beating the Little Devils until they were terrified and wiping them all out could they truly change this ending.