Starry Sky Railway: Starting with a furious outburst at Aha

Zhou Yuan was at the head of the formation, straddling a tall horse, clad in silver armor, his spear whirring incessantly as it swung.

"You cowardly rats from Shanyin, why don't you surrender now!" He raised his spear high and shouted at the enemy.

At this time, he was the First Emperor, facing off against the enemy army.

"Ying! Do you really think you're invincible?" the enemy general retorted defiantly. "Our forces outnumber yours tenfold. This time, you have no chance of winning!"

"Since you're so confident, let's give it a try!" With a cold snort, Zhou Yuan pulled on the reins and, without saying a word or even notifying his own troops, charged forward on horseback.

Shouts of battle, the clashing of horses' hooves, and the clanging of metal instantly resounded across the plain.

......

Half an hour later.

"Run! He's a monster!!"

"Don't kill me, please!"

"what!!!!"

In the center of the enemy army, Zhou Yuan remained calm and composed despite being surrounded by hundreds of cavalrymen, and was able to take away several enemy soldiers in one fell swoop.

His spear had long since broken in the fierce fighting, and his horse had been killed, but he remained confident. He charged through the enemy ranks with his bare hands, routing them completely.

His fists, elbows, knees, and legs—every joint became his weapon. Whether it was enemy soldiers or warhorses, a mere graze would cause injury, and a single touch would be fatal.

Ding! ! ! !

Another steel spear thrust at his face, but Zhou Yuan neither dodged nor avoided it, letting it hit him. Then he turned around, broke off the spearhead, and threw it away, piercing through several enemy soldiers.

"Who else!"

He stood in the enemy lines and shouted, and the friendly forces on the perimeter began to respond frantically:

"And us!!!"

In an instant, the external offensive intensified several times over.

After Zhou Yuan casually punched the enemy general through the chest and killed him, the enemy's fighting spirit was completely shattered, and they fled in disarray, abandoning their armor and weapons.

Zhou Yuan stood still, his clothes tattered and his silver armor broken and nowhere to be found, but his aura soared to the sky, like a giant dragon climbing and ascending.

In the midst of the army, an unknown soldier, looking at the imposing Ying clan, felt a wavering in his heart for the first time:

"Is this the First Emperor of the Immortal Ship?"

......

"Good, not bad, perfect!" Fu Xuan paused the filming. "That's all for today's filming. Everyone did a great job. Keep up the good work tomorrow!"

Upon hearing this, the heavy atmosphere of the battlefield quickly dissipated, and the fallen "corpses" began to get up one after another.

“Everything is fine, except you have a problem,” Fu Xuan said, turning his attention to Zhou Yuan. “The money for that horse is on your tab.”

"Please be gentler next time, I really beg you."

After witnessing Zhou Yuan lose control and smash a horse into mincemeat, Fu Xuan completely believed in the fact that Zhou Yuan was invulnerable to weapons and possessed immense strength.

This incident terrified all the extras, and they all wanted to quit. Nobody wanted to risk their lives for a film.

Fu Xuan had to persuade everyone to continue filming for a long time before they were allowed to continue. It could be said that the fact that the filming took all morning was entirely due to Zhou Yuan's mistake; otherwise, everyone would have finished filming and gone home long ago.

Zhou Yuan nodded honestly.

While filming the second episode, the post-production of the first episode also seemed to be at a critical stage. He would occasionally receive power bestowed by fate, which caused him to miscontrol the power.

"Hmm," Fu Xuan glanced at the chaotic battlefield, then suddenly stood on tiptoe and patted Zhou Yuan's shoulder, "Keep it up, I have high hopes for you."

"You can go home now. Remember to come on time tomorrow. If I message you, remember to come anytime."

Another 30 million in hand... Zhou Yuan smiled and accepted, went backstage to change his costume, put on the Fool's Mask and walked out of the filming studio.

"By the way, the first episode of 'The Roots of the Immortal Boat' will be broadcast on Immortal Boat Miscellaneous at noon today. Remember to watch it when you have time."

After responding to Fu Xuan's reminder, Zhou Yuan inquired about Xing's progress:

How are things going within the organization?

Xing replied quickly:

"Not good, they told me to go pick up a package. (；一_一)"

"To think that I, the dignified Grey Peony, would have to do such trivial things..."

Zhou Yuan smiled for a moment, then typed: "There will be a generous reward after it is completed."

“AUV, Godfather, may you be blessed,” Xing immediately perked up. “I’ll get on it right away!”

As she spoke, she conveniently logged off.

Zhou Yuan shook his head and tried to contact Jing Yuan.

"General, are you currently inside the Shence Palace?"

Taking advantage of his free time, he needs to complete two important tasks: First, finalize the site selection for the First Emperor's Foundation. Second, appeal the unbanning of his accounts, select suitable songs to release, and boost his influence.

Both of these matters require a trip to the Shence Mansion.

Zhou Yuan sent the message, but received no reply shortly afterward.

"Jing Yuan didn't even take a break?" Zhou Yuan thought for a few seconds, then stopped and walked straight into the Shence Mansion.

Once inside, he spotted a fox-person employee near the entrance and approached him.

Hello, is this where I handle account appeals?

This isn't Zhou Yuan's fault; it's just that the Shence Prefecture's guidance wasn't done well. He'd been here several times, yet he still couldn't figure out the responsibilities of each area.

However, the fox clan employee ignored Zhou Yuan's meaning and just held his phone with a serious expression.

"Hello?" Zhou Yuan spoke again.

"Hey, Manba, someone's calling you, what are you doing?" At this moment, the employee's colleague couldn't sit still anymore. He turned his head and looked over, saw the screen on Manba's phone, and immediately became interested. "Wow, you're looking at this at work? Aren't you afraid of being caught?"

Faintly, Zhou Yuan heard heavy breathing coming from the employee's phone, which belonged to Man Ba.

"Not bad, send it to me!" Manba's colleague glanced at it and became interested, ignoring Zhou Yuan and jokingly nudging Manba.

Zhou Yuan felt a lump of air rise up and get stuck in his chest; he already guessed what the two of them were looking at:

"No way, it's one thing for you guys to slack off during work hours, but to actually watch..."

Man Ba ​​looked up at his colleague, then glared at Zhou Yuan, his expression dark: "This is my home security camera!"

"Ah...?" The smile on his colleague's face froze, and Zhou Yuan's anger vanished completely before it could even be revealed.

The area within a three-meter radius seemed to have become a vacuum, falling into an eerie silence.

All that remained was the male voice frantically chattering from the phone: "Mmm... Ah! The Starship is taking off!!!"

"..."

"..."

At this point, the surroundings became completely quiet.