[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-was-supposed-to-develop-a-match-3-game-so-why-":3,"chapter-i-was-supposed-to-develop-a-match-3-game-so-why--i-was-supposed-to-develop-a-match-3-game-so-why--chapter-100":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I Was Supposed to Make a Match-3 Game, So What's This Earth War?!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2215767,3915,"Chapter 100","i-was-supposed-to-develop-a-match-3-game-so-why--chapter-100",100,"\u003Cp>Hearing this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Hao also had nothing more to say on this side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the battlefield was cleared, everyone gathered the confiscated supplies together. After distributing the ammunition, they took the usable firearms and some food, then poured gasoline over the remaining scavenged supplies and ammunition and set them on fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They certainly couldn't leave anything for the Empire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of the more than one hundred people brought out from Moscow during this period, only these thirty-some remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knew when they would die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carrying so many things was actually a burden; apart from ammunition, everyone only carried two days' worth of food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because they might not even be able to finish eating that...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the flames rose behind them, everyone quickly left that area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the village ravaged by artillery fire, there were broken walls and ruins everywhere from the shelling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a few houses that hadn't completely collapsed stood scattered about. A glimmer of fire lit up in one of the rooms, and the thirty-some people Huang Hao led crowded into this drafty room, lighting a bonfire to keep warm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Empire had already broken through the first line of defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the second line of defense was the Mozhaisk Line, about 260 kilometers long, which had been dug mostly by women and children, and further back... was Moscow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, they were right in front of the Mozhaisk Line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them were the women, the children, and Moscow... Huang Hao also seemed to understand why the Soviet soldiers in the initial game CG said, \"Behind us is Moscow, we have nowhere to retreat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Retreat?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them, there were only women, children, and the capital of the motherland left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no way to retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No way to retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the dilapidated house, the damp, cold wind of October blew in through the walls torn open by bombs. Many people huddled together, having no desire to sleep at all; even with the bonfire for warmth, it was too cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Political Commissar Alexei, not knowing where he had gotten a bottle of vodka, took a sip and handed it to Huang Hao:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Warm your body.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Hao looked at the vodka and immediately couldn't hold it together, hurriedly waving his hand to refuse; clearly, the aftereffects of this stuff were still fresh in his memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing that Huang Hao wouldn't drink, Alexei passed the bottle down:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One sip each, to warm your bodies.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't get drunk, though; we still have to fight those guys from the Empire tomorrow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't fall over when charging.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, everyone laughed heartily, and one soldier heckled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't worry, Commissar.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our tolerance for alcohol isn't that bad!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corner of Huang Hao's mouth twitched, and the live stream chat was going crazy with laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Hao looked at Alexei, recalled the scene while clearing the battlefield that evening, and asked curiously:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I remember you said 1918 in the evening?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That was when the First World War had just ended, right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You even participated in the First World War?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don't look like it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Listening to Huang Hao's inquiry, the friends in the live stream all started watching intently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they learned more about the game and collected information from various aspects, the Blue Star players also knew that the \"Earth\" in this game's background actually had a First World War.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this naming of the First World War was decided on the very day the war ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just that the information they understood was limited; records were almost impossible to find, likely hidden by the Polar Star Company, and the information the players collected was all known from some NPC mouths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But apart from some veteran or official NPCs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The NPCs players came into contact with most were ordinary people, from whom almost no useful information could be learned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, a Soviet political commissar who was suspected of having participated in the \"First World War\" was simply the best person to ask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Huang Hao's question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alexei looked up at Huang Hao, the firelight reflecting on his face, and then Alexei asked with a smile:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where don't I look like it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Hao said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Age, I guess.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You look like you're only in your thirties.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The First World War ended 23 years ago.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm... that's almost my age.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So you only look like you're in your thirties; did you join the army when you were ten or so?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alexei shook his head upon hearing this:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then you guessed wrong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am 42 this year.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maybe... because I'm thin, I look a bit younger?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sighing, Alexei turned his head to look at the firelight, lost in memory:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where should I start... hmm...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My father was a veteran of the Tsarist Russian Empire; maybe you don't know why it's called the Tsarist Russian Empire... because at that time, our current Soviet Union hadn't been established yet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"From as far back as I can remember, he never acted like a father—drinking, fighting, his mood volatile,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"often solving problems with violence.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No matter how good my grades were, I never received a word of praise from him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Finally, one day, I couldn't stand it anymore and rose up to resist!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And then...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alexei paused, Huang Hao widened his eyes and couldn't help but ask:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And then what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alexei suddenly smiled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And then, of course, I got beaten up severely.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did you expect a ten-year-old boy to beat up a forty-year-old, bearded Soviet giant?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hahahaha.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That was truly the worst beating I've ever taken in my life; I lay in bed for a full half-month.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Speaking of this, Alexei couldn't help but laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was no regret in his laughter, only a faint smile carrying memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But him being like that only stirred up my spirit of resistance even more.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I kept talking back to him like that for several years, until one day, flyers were scattered all over the town.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The war had come.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Unfortunately, we didn't know anything at the time; we were just blinded by that propaganda, as if as long as we joined the army,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"participated in the war, we would gain supreme glory, wealth, status, and become heroes admired by thousands.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That year was 1916; I had just turned 17 and joined the army behind my family's back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I fantasized about heroically killing the enemy on the battlefield, fantasized about reversing the war situation single-handedly, fantasized about returning home covered in glory, wearing medals all over, and arrogantly looking at my alcoholic father.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fantasized about him meeting my gaze, then gradually feeling ashamed, and finally having nowhere to hide, to prove that I was better than him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Hao couldn't help but blush, and the barrage from the Blue Star friends in the live stream also decreased, because they felt like he was talking about them... and this stuff about glory, wealth, status, and so on seemed the same as what those fanatics on the Blue Star side were promoting; they were using the same routine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alexei paused here and continued:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course... these were all beautiful fantasies.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The reality was... on the first day on the battlefield, the convoy we were in hadn't even reached the designated position when a round of artillery fire from the opposite side came over, and one of the shells landed directly in the carriage I was in.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Alexei took off the leather gloves he had been wearing, revealing his left hand with the missing half of his little finger:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This was caused by that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fortunately, I was sitting at the back of the carriage, and there were a few stronger guys on my right who shielded me from the impact.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The force of the explosion hit, and I was blown directly out of the carriage.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In the air, I watched the convoy fall into a sea of fire, and then I hit the ground and lost consciousness.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When I woke up again, I was already in the hospital, and the little finger of my left hand was gone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There were many wounded inside; I found a nurse to ask about my unit, and they told me that most of the people sent in hadn't made it, and told me to go to the morgue to take a look.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I went there and saw corpse after corpse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The image in my mind was still stuck in the carriage, us singing the military songs of the Tsarist Russian Empire, fantasizing about heroically killing the enemy, gaining merit, and reaching the peak.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In the blink of an eye.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They were all lying here; they hadn't even seen the enemy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can you imagine?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A carriage full of 17, 18, and 20-year-old young people, their lives ended by a single shell.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Behind them were their fathers, their mothers, the children they had raised with such hardship, just like that, losing their lives.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"At that time, hatred filled my heart, and avenging them also became one of my goals.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Once my wounds healed and my finger didn't hinder my actions, I chose to join the fight immediately; I held my gun on the battlefield and killed as many enemies as possible, wanting to gain honor that way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But unfortunately... most of the credit was stolen by my commanding officer at the time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On Alexei's face, an expression of gnashing teeth couldn't help but appear:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even now, when I think of him, I want to shoot him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Alexei continued:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"War is cruel; the comrades around me were replaced batch after batch, and I gradually got used to the feeling of killing, just like those 'beasts of the Empire,' but at that time, I was completely unaware of it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Until one day, we encountered a unit of the Austro-Hungarian Empire head-on.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Suddenly bumping into each other, both sides were stunned.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But immediately after, both sides reacted and started a hasty round of fighting, which slowly turned into the most primitive hand-to-hand combat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We were locked in a struggle; what left the deepest impression on me was the young man from the Austro-Hungarian Empire who stabbed me with a knife,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"who looked about the same age as me, but looking at those hands covered in calluses, I could tell at a glance that they were formed by years of farm work.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because the calluses on my mother's hands were even thicker than that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"At that moment, I suddenly felt it was absurd, but the knife in my hand still stabbed him to death; there wasn't much time to think, until the battle ended and we won a great victory.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I slumped down; I crawled to the side of that Austro-Hungarian youth and looked at the calluses on those hands.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A farmer's son, traveling thousands of miles to run here, to kill another farmer's son.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alexei looked at Huang Hao:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can you guess what I was thinking at the time?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alexei's words left Huang Hao's live stream in a moment of silence, while Huang Hao thought for a moment and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Probably glory, wealth, status?\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1841,"2026-06-17T10:00:24.305Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","8cd7e795bb1efd907b98a82e1b67c391ae269e54c3f2e3c7448f658d650191b7","i-was-supposed-to-develop-a-match-3-game-so-why--chapter-101","i-was-supposed-to-develop-a-match-3-game-so-why--chapter-99",301,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-was-supposed-to-make-a-match-3-game-why-is-thi-cover.jpg"]