159: Chapter 159 Thousand-Mile Migration
Yang Ruoxue knew many people in the film and television industry.
Because for those in her circle, the easiest way to make money was to film movies.
By pulling in a large group of industry authorities and famous stars to play an important role, they could promote and hype it up.
Then they could make quite a lot.
As for the costs, those with money contributed funds, and those without contributed their backgrounds.
If Yang Ruoxue wanted to enter the entertainment industry, with her looks and background, becoming an A-list star would be a breeze.
However, she didn't like being in the public eye; she only liked living a quiet life where no one disturbed her.
Seeing Yang Ruoxue checking her phone, Zhou Yang didn't disturb her further and instead sat on the sofa beside her.
At this moment, the virtual projection in the living room was showing a game livestream.
The streamer was none other than the one in Wang Ye's livestream room.
Right now, Wang Ye was struggling to make progress on the road within the game.
Even though winter was approaching, his forehead and face were covered in sweat.
This was from the exhaustion of walking.
After discussing the plan to evacuate Jinling a few days ago, they spent a day preparing.
Then they began their attempt.
At first, they felt it was quite easy, but after they evacuated Jinling...
They discovered that outside of Jinling was not quite the same as inside Jinling.
They had power and influence in Jinling, but once they ran out of Jinling, they had absolutely no local connections or authority.
To put it simply, they had left their home behind; they were just passersby in these local areas.
The only thing that could be put to use was money.
Fortunately, there were many of them, and by pooling everyone's money together, the amount was quite significant.
However, in times of chaos, some things were hard to buy even with money.
For example, food.
After evacuating Jinling, the game really didn't end, just as they had guessed.
Not only that, as they passed through more places, new players were constantly joining the server.
Originally, when they were in Jinling, the total number of players on the server was only around five hundred thousand.
But after leaving Jinling, this number kept increasing and had already multiplied several times over.
New people joined every day.
More people meant that more food was needed.
When they evacuated Jinling, they hadn't carried much food with them.
They had been heading west in the game for over forty days; every day, players died of exhaustion halfway and had to respawn.
Each time they respawned, it was near the main group.
Thanks to the large number of people, they moved slowly; otherwise, these players would have been abandoned on the road.
They had now been traveling for over forty days.
Along the way, besides walking, they also took boats upstream.
Their final destination was the Chuan-Xiang region, a thousand miles away from Jinling.
The reason they chose that place was because it was deep in the interior, easy to defend and hard to attack, while also having sufficient resources—a perfect rear base.
They didn't know how fast the Little Devils' offensive would be.
If they didn't run far enough, what if the Little Devils attacked them again after finishing with Jinling?
This would be extremely disadvantageous for them.
If they entered the interior, they would have more time to develop, and it was safer compared to the front lines.
Wang Ye didn't want the Devils to attack just as they had started to develop.
That would be far too exhausting.
Along this journey, the number of players continued to increase.
A migration of hundreds of thousands of people was no small scale.
Although their routes varied, the final destination was the same.
Many players also fell behind or lost their way.
However, these were just minor issues.
Compared to the Devils, these difficulties on the road were nothing at all.
Besides this, their deeds quickly spread across the internet over these few days.
The game's popularity was already extremely high, even reaching a level of mainstream breakthrough.
Now that players had suddenly pulled off such a massive event in the game, it was hard not to attract attention.
Such a large-scale player movement triggered a scramble for coverage from various media outlets.
At this moment, the number of viewers in Wang Ye's livestream room had reached the million mark.
The number of viewers in the livestream rooms of other streamers with him was also significant.
Even other streamers, seeing the hype, joined the game midway.
There were even imitators who wanted to copy Wang Ye and the others' plan.
However, the scale of these imitators couldn't match Wang Ye's group; as the first ones to take the plunge, they were well-prepared and had plenty of experience.
Zhou Yang watched Wang Ye in the livestream footage as he struggled on the road.
A slight smile played on his lips; it made opening a few backdoors for them worthwhile.
After all, for an ordinary server, even if he didn't set a player limit...
The number of players a server could accommodate was still limited.
To see how far they could go, he had specifically set up a server with better performance.
Not to mention a million online, even ten million online wouldn't be a problem.
Although it cost more money, it was money well spent.
The hype alone had brought Zhou Yang many benefits.
Not to mention that because of the massive movement they orchestrated, many people who hadn't originally bought the game spent money to buy it.
All just to be able to participate in this feat that was changing game history.
The explosion in sales brought him a lot of income.
If he didn't have to work on the new game, he would have wanted to participate as well.
At this moment, Wang Ye was under the scorching sun.
In all the time they had spent traveling, this weather was considered good.
If they encountered wind and rain, it would be miserable.
Because one could also get sick in the game.
The good thing about this game was its realism, but the bad thing was also its realism.
You would get tired, get sick, and get injured.
Wang Ye had no idea how this game was made.
"Old Li, how much further are we from the next destination?" Wang Ye turned to look at Li Qingfeng beside him and asked.
"I just checked the map; there's at least twenty kilometers left before we reach Hankou."
"Once we're there, we can rest for two days and wait for the main group behind us," Li Qingfeng said.
The group they were in consisted of tens of thousands of people, carrying a large amount of baggage and supplies.
Besides them, there were over a dozen more groups behind them.
Of course, there were also players who didn't want to follow them; Wang Ye and the others didn't force them.
Naturally, such players were in the minority; most were still willing to follow along.
After all, if they didn't follow along, where else could they run?
Most people followed the crowd.
Not only that, but besides players, they had also brought along a large number of confused refugees fleeing the disaster.
For these commoners, Wang Ye and the others chose to take them along.
Since they were going to the Chuan-Xiang region, the more people, the better.
Because people represented productivity.
If they wanted to develop, relying solely on players definitely wouldn't work; they needed the participation of NPCs.
For instance, if they were just mining raw materials, if they really made players do that work, presumably not many would be willing.
Along the way, Wang Ye and the others encountered many local bullies and the like.
Wang Ye and his group ignored these local bullies.
Of course, if the local bullies looked for trouble, they weren't afraid.
After all, there were tens of thousands of people, and many of them were soldiers.
Their equipment was countless times better than that of these local bullies.
In addition, many poor farmers along the way followed them.
Most of these farmers were poor peasants who could no longer survive on their own.