79: Chapter 79 Billion Yuan Revenue
In the suburbs of the Imperial Capital.
It was the fourth day of the Anti-War Competition.
Over the past few days, the Four Major Military Regions of China had all approached Zhou Yang.
Their goal was naturally to request custom modes.
In addition to the existing modes, they also wanted him to arrange separate, unique plot challenges for them.
For instance, modern war scenarios.
To this, Zhou Yang could only say he would try his best.
There really weren't any modern wars worth him making.
Creating World War II scenarios was already his limit.
Looking further ahead, there was indeed one war that could be produced.
However, it didn't fit modern requirements.
Because it was still a war of the weak defeating the strong.
The disparity in equipment was even greater than it had been against the Little Devils.
This war was just as tragic and brutal as the Battle of Shanghai.
The only difference was that this war was won.
Although the Battle of Shanghai was brutal, it was ultimately lost.
And it was a rout at that.
Most of the soldiers didn't die on the battlefield, but rather on the road of retreat, or even at the hands of their own people.
Without organization, without planning, just blindly fleeing and retreating.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yang felt heartbroken.
But this was history, and it couldn't be changed.
At this moment, in the living room on the first floor of the villa.
Zhou Yang was holding something like a tablet, his fingers sliding across the screen.
The data from the past few days was displayed on it.
The daily data changes could all be viewed.
The game's data was very good, and it had consistently stayed at the top of the rankings.
The anti-war rate was rising every day, although not by much—not even one percent.
But this was an increase on top of a base of over ninety percent.
As for other games, some were rising, while others were falling.
For example, Yiteng Group's ming dynasty meat grinder.
On the first day, it still had an anti-war rate of over seventy, but by the second day, it had dropped to just over seventy.
By the third day, it had dropped below seventy.
It was only in the sixties.
Zhou Yang specifically checked the comment section of this game.
Mostly negative reviews mixed with a small portion of positive ones.
"Brothers, this game is no good, it's all kill, kill, kill."
"Can you believe it? This game actually has in-app purchases; the one ranked first next door doesn't even have them. A Fire Dragon Spear sells for 999. It has cool flames and deals true damage; ordinary players get treated like fodder as soon as they get touched by it."
"If you don't buy the exclusive armor, even big spenders will get treated like fodder."
"Give this game a bad review. The online mode is completely dominated by big spenders. Anti-war? The big spenders are killing like crazy."
Zhou Yang was shocked when he saw these comments.
Was this because they knew they couldn't compete and just started cash-grabbing directly?
After all, once the competition ended, those that didn't make the rankings basically wouldn't have any popularity.
Especially for the studios under Yiteng Group.
Internal competition within the company was extremely fierce.
If a game wasn't successful, the project would be cut directly, and they would develop a new game.
Before cutting it, they would squeeze out its last bit of value.
Zhou Yang took a few more looks at the game's comments.
Then he exited the rankings page and returned to his own game's backend.
Over these past few days, the number of copies sold had reached one hundred million.
This was the popularity of the Anti-War Competition.
One competition, and the entire population of China could watch it.
One had to know that China's population was not small; it accounted for nearly one-third of the world's population.
The populations of Western countries had begun to stagnate, but China's population was soaring.
The advantage of having a large population was immediately apparent; in the scramble for outer space, whoever had more people could occupy more.
The struggle for outer space in this world wasn't just about whoever planted a flag owned it.
It was about whoever could establish a permanent settlement base that could develop the surrounding resources.
Otherwise, if someone planted a flag and didn't go up or develop it for decades, and it was still reserved for them, how could such a good thing exist?
Of course, outer space was vast, and resources were abundant.
Although it had been developed for many years, no country had fully occupied it yet.
They had only occupied the places that were relatively easy to develop.
As for the places that were hard to develop, due to technological limitations, no country could go there to develop them.
Zhou Yang glanced at the revenue.
After deducting taxes, he could net between ten and twenty billion.
This was an astronomical figure.
Previously, Yang Ruoxue had said that all the revenue from this game would go to him.
Now that he thought about it, Zhou Yang felt a bit uneasy about taking all that money for himself.
After all, it was Yang Ruoxue who had supported him back then, which enabled him to complete the game.
Otherwise, even with the help of the system, he wouldn't have been able to quickly get the materials needed to create the game.
Regardless, Yang Ruoxue's help to him was certainly crucial.
Besides that, Yang Ruoxue had treated him quite well.
Although Zhou Yang didn't understand why Yang Ruoxue trusted him so much, he wasn't the type of person to be ungrateful.
Thinking of this, he took out his phone and called Yang Ruoxue.
The call connected quickly, and Yang Ruoxue's voice came from the other end.
"Hello, Zhou Yang, is something the matter?"
Hearing Yang Ruoxue's voice, Zhou Yang immediately said with a smile, "Sister Yang, our game sales hit one hundred million today."
"It's already sold one hundred million copies?" Yang Ruoxue asked, her voice filled with surprise.
She could see the game's ranking on the leaderboard, but she couldn't see the sales volume or revenue.
That data could only be seen in the game's backend.
The backend was tied to the game developer, and only Zhou Yang could see it.
She knew the game's pricing, and now hearing the sales volume of one hundred million copies, she immediately calculated the revenue in her mind.
Between ten and twenty billion in revenue.
That was quite a lot of revenue.
Even she didn't have that much money.
She could gift Zhou Yang a villa, but she couldn't gift him one hundred million.
This revenue had greatly exceeded her expectations.
She had originally thought that if the game sold over a billion, that would be about right.
Although this money was a lot, it wasn't particularly much for Yang Ruoxue.
The assets under her own name had long exceeded this figure.
"Yes, the sales revenue is somewhere between ten and twenty billion," Zhou Yang replied with a smile.
"Sister Yang, you told me last time that all the revenue from this game would go to me."
"Hmm, I did say that. Are you afraid I'll go back on my word?"
Hearing Zhou Yang's words, Yang Ruoxue thought Zhou Yang was afraid she would go back on her word.
Although this money was quite a lot for her, she wasn't the type to take back what she had said.
Since Zhou Yang's first game could bring in so much profit.
Then the subsequent ones surely wouldn't be much worse.
If she could build a good relationship with Zhou Yang, and he produced a few more games like this later, she would also earn a lot.
So she had no need to do something immoral because of this money.
"Since I said so, I certainly won't go back on it."
"Although this ten-plus billion is indeed quite a lot for me, I believe your future games will earn even more money."
"In that case, I'm the one who got the better end of the deal," Yang Ruoxue said with a smile.
"Ah, Sister Yang, I didn't think of it that way. I just feel that this time we earned too much, and I feel uneasy taking it all. How about we split it normally?"
Zhou Yang hurriedly waved his hand and began to explain.