80: Chapter 80 Large-Scale Battle

Upon hearing Zhou Yang's words, Yang Ruoxue felt a flicker of temptation, but she quickly shook her head.

"Zhou Yang, you take it. Since I've said it, I certainly won't go back on my word."

"For me, this money is just icing on the cake. I don't need that much money; just recouping my investment is enough."

Yang Ruoxue was speaking the truth.

At this moment, she thought of something else.

"If I take this money, I can't take as many company shares. A ten-billion return on thirty million is like robbing a bank."

"How about this: we split the income from this time fifty-fifty, and I'll only take twenty percent of the shares. You use this ten billion to buy the shares I hold."

Zhou Yang hadn't expected Yang Ruoxue to say this.

He hadn't actually thought about it that way in his heart.

Mainly, he felt that one should always be grateful and repay kindness.

If it weren't for Yang Ruoxue's support, he might not have been able to pull this off.

He had never thought about taking back the shares or leaving the company to work alone.

After all, when it came down to it, that wouldn't be honorable.

Although it's true that being unscrupulous can earn more.

But the amount of money he was earning would eventually just become a string of numbers.

Moreover, to earn so much money, one must also have the ability to keep it.

Without a background or power.

Once the Anti-War Competition ended, there would inevitably be countless wolves and tigers waiting.

Although this world doesn't have many large-scale wars, the darkness is just as prevalent.

It might even be worse.

Such a profitable company could certainly not be protected by him alone.

In this world where social classes are solidified, without a backer, one wouldn't even know when they'd been picked clean.

Zhou Yang could sense that Yang Ruoxue's background was not simple.

Living in the Imperial Capital and being able to casually gift a villa—she might just be the young lady of some family.

Even being able to gift him ten billion, it was likely an impressive background.

If he pushed away such a powerful backer, wouldn't he be an idiot?

Thinking of this, Zhou Yang immediately shook his head and said, "That won't do, Sister Yang. Without your investment, I couldn't have made this game at all. If I really did that, wouldn't I become an ungrateful person?"

"Then you pick one. Since I've said these words, I certainly won't easily take them back." Yang Ruoxue gave Zhou Yang a multiple-choice question.

"Then I'll stick with the original plan." Zhou Yang didn't continue to insist.

"Hmm."

Afterward, the two chatted for a while before hanging up the phone.

...

Yiteng Group.

The Anti-War Competition had already reached its fourth day.

Zhang Yida looked at the leaderboard.

Their group's games occupied half of the top ten spots.

But the number one spot was still held by wwii: eastern meat grinder.

As a dignified Chinese gaming giant, they had been surpassed by an obscure game company.

And the gap was not small; there was simply no way to close it.

The highest anti-war rate among their group's games was only eighty.

But the number one spot was leading them by more than ten percentage points.

These ten-plus points were like a natural chasm, difficult to overcome.

The group's senior management had placed great hopes on them for this Anti-War Competition.

They absolutely had to take first place.

First place was more important than any other ranking.

Because most people would only remember the first place.

And wouldn't pay attention to the second place.

Because of this, he had worried until his hair turned white over these past few days.

He could only pin his hopes on their best game.

But after these few days of operation, he was becoming increasingly desperate.

How could he possibly catch up?

The game meant to be their direct competitor had flopped completely.

This dark horse that had appeared out of nowhere had caught everyone off guard.

Especially Yiteng Group.

The first place that had been a sure thing was taken away by someone else.

This was the first time China had hosted such a competition, yet they hadn't seized the opportunity.

More importantly, the higher-ups were still putting pressure on him.

Telling him to compete with strength and not play dirty.

This competition was different; the first place was being watched by the higher-ups.

The more Zhang Yida looked, the more his head ached.

How could he fight with strength? He simply didn't have the strength to fight.

If he couldn't take first place this time, his days wouldn't be easy.

Because many people were eyeing his position as the Game Department Manager.

This position was the most lucrative within Yiteng Group.

It was a highly coveted position.

...

Time arrived at the fifth day.

Wang Ye started his livestream.

Yesterday, he had re-experienced the Battle of Luodian.

However, his luck wasn't very good that round; he died a total of five times before exiting the game.

But the rating was still decent.

Afterward, he continued to experience a new battle: the Battle of Dachang.

This battle had a significant connection to the Battle of Luodian.

Luodian ultimately couldn't be held, so the Battle of Dachang followed.

A continuous, relentless resistance.

Like Luodian, this battle was also a meat grinder.

The number of participants and casualties was even higher than at Luodian.

This battle could be considered the true home ground for the local armies.

Local armies from various regions had just arrived in Shanghai and immediately had to head to the front lines to hold the line.

An entire regiment would be wiped out in a day.

The Battle of Dachang lasted only a short dozen days, yet the casualties among Chinese soldiers reached as high as thirty to forty thousand.

Some units were even completely wiped out.

"Brothers, I was too tired from playing yesterday; my condition might not be very good today." Wang Ye looked at the viewers constantly flooding into the livestream room and mentioned it in advance.

Upon hearing this, the viewers all indicated that it was fine.

Afterward, Wang Ye entered the game.

He re-entered the Battle of Dachang; yesterday, he had been wiped out as soon as he went in.

Like the Battle of Luodian, the Battle of Dachang allowed for several redeployment opportunities.

It was just that on this meat-grinder-like battlefield, the survival rate was even lower than at Luodian.

As soon as he entered the game.

Wang Ye discovered that his location seemed to be within a narrow space.

It was a bunker.

He was holding a machine gun in his hands.

The muzzle was pointed outward.

There were bursts of gunfire all around.

Wang Ye quickly regained his composure.

Through the firing port, he saw the Japanese soldiers constantly charging up outside.

He immediately opened fire, pouring countless bullets onto the Japanese soldiers.

The Japanese soldiers outside couldn't do anything about him.

After fighting for half an hour.

The Japanese soldiers retreated.

Only then did Wang Ye have time to rest.

He had just wanted to chat with the soldier next to him and fish for information.

But the next moment, the entire bunker shook violently.

Explosions came from outside.

The shells from the Japanese artillery slammed into the exterior of the bunker.

Large-caliber shells nearly pierced through the outer wall of the bunker.

Immediately following that, continuous explosions rang out.

The Japanese heavy artillery and air force had been deployed.

Their bunker was located on the hillside.

Although the bunker's position was good, allowing them to fire from a high vantage point.

However, at the same time, the bunker's position was also very conspicuous.

As long as the Japanese brought up heavy artillery, they could easily spot and strike them.

Facing such dense artillery fire from the Japanese, the bunker's defenses were practically made of paper.

Inside the bunker, pieces of concrete kept falling from above Wang Ye's head.

The falling concrete pieces became more frequent, and the vibrations from the explosions became more violent.

Wang Ye was shaken to the point of disorientation.

At the same time, he was somewhat bewildered in his heart.

It had just started; was his life going to end right here?

It was too stifling, too helpless.