Starry Sky Railway: Starting with a furious outburst at Aha

“No problem, big brother,” Clara nodded in response. “Is there anything else you need?”

Zhou Yuan stroked his chin, thinking, "Give me three... never mind, just give me a map of the lower city."

“Perhaps we should also draw up a non-aggression pact?” he said, stepping forward and extending his hand to Swallow.

“Target motivation analysis: unknown, danger level: extremely high, handling methods: none at the moment,” Schwarzro’s mechanical voice came out, “a non-aggression pact has been reached.”

Zhou Yuan took the map from Clara, waved goodbye, and left the mechanical settlement.

Following the map, Zhou Yuan arrived at Pan Yan Town, the largest human settlement in the lower district.

This small town is home to the leader of the Earthfire Resistance organization disguised as a doctor, a "bad girl" who is "childhood sweetheart" with the next Great Guardian, and the founder of the famous "underground force" Mole Party. It is a gathering of experts, and Zhou Yuan's intuition tells him that there is great potential here!

But he has neither medical skills nor the ability to commit robbery or plunder, so what should he do?

Just then, his phone vibrated. Zhou Yuan took it out and saw that Xing had sent another message.

Xing: "Guess where I am right now?"

Zhou Yuan glanced at the time; it was already past nine o'clock. He pondered for a moment.

Zhou Yuan: "At the hotel?"

Xing: "Be more specific? Here's a hint: I'm in a very dark place, it's practically like I'm in a really dark place!"

Zhou Yuan: "...You didn't crawl into the closet, did you?"

Star: "|д?)??!!"

Star: "Hang up!!"

Xing: "Wait...the devil is knocking on the door! Help!!!"

Zhou Yuan remained silent: "6."

Xing was safe for the time being, so Zhou Yuan stopped worrying about her and put his phone away. He noticed that the streetlights around him were starting to go out one by one, and a strange sense of weariness washed over him.

His clothes were already dirty, but Zhou Yuan didn't care and found a clean spot nearby to lie down.

"So much happened today," Zhou Yuan said, pointing to the sky above, where black rock formations stretched out, "It felt like a dream..."

In just one day, he experienced a series of exciting events, including traversing the Star Iron Universe, receiving the blessing of the Star God, supporting the Black Tower Space Station, battling the Doomsday Beast, warplanetation, and landing in Yalilo. The journey was full of thrills and excitement that captivated him.

"See you tomorrow then." Zhou Yuan smiled, touched the rough ground beneath him, and fell into a deep sleep.

When Zhou Yuan woke up again, he felt himself lying on a soft place. He opened his eyes and saw an old ceiling.

The constant smell of disinfectant made him turn his head slightly and see a figure in a white dress from behind, along with a teddy bear.

“Natasha…” Zhou Yuan sat up straight.

“You’re awake? Please wait a moment,” the woman named Natasha greeted with a smile upon hearing the noise, then turned to the other patients and said, “Please describe your symptoms in more detail… abdominal cramps, is that right…”

He actually came to Natasha's clinic!

Realizing this, Zhou Yuan got off the folding bed.

Looking around, the small clinic was crammed with more than a dozen beds, most of which were occupied. Some were resting with bandages on, while others were receiving intravenous drips.

These are people from the lower levels, engaged in tasks such as digging for earth marrow or fighting against monsters from the rift.

After prescribing medication for the patient, Natasha took a packet of liquid medicine from behind the counter, walked over to Zhou Yuan, and said:

"Take this packet of medicine and drink it. It can prevent colds. Although the temperature underground at night is not low, it is still easy to catch a cold if you sleep outside like this."

Zhou Yuan looked at her, his face, which was as gentle as in the game, was filled with deep sorrow. Clearly, the shortage of medical resources in the lower district was evident.

Zhou Yuan didn't reach out his hand: "I have no money."

“I don’t need yours,” Natasha stuffed the medicine into Zhou Yuan’s arms. “If you feel unwell in the future, you can come to me. I can also help you find a place to sleep.”

As she spoke, she turned around and went to each of the beds to inquire about their conditions.

Zhou Yuan finally understood why Natasha had become the leader of the Earth Fire.

"Thank you." He paused for a moment, then turned and walked out of the clinic.

After swallowing the liquid in one gulp, Zhou Yuan wiped his mouth haphazardly, his gaze sweeping around until he locked onto a neon-lit building at the end of the alley.

There, the colorful light tubes twisted and twisted, forming two clashing fists—the very fighting club in the downtown area.

There, he found plenty of wealthy people seeking pleasure and homeless people hoping to get rich overnight. Zhou Yuan felt no guilt whatsoever about making money off them. Besides, as far as Zhou Yuan knew, the owner of this fight club abused the fighters and was no good person.

Zhou Yuan slowly approached, pushed through the crowd, and walked step by step to the stage outside the club.

“I want to box,” he said.

Upon hearing this, the noisy crowd immediately quieted down. Everyone looked around, searching for the source of the sound. When they finally spotted Zhou Yuan, they all burst out laughing.

"Kid, do you want to box?" Scott, the club owner on stage, glanced at Zhou Yuan and shook his head helplessly. "You're not good enough. Go practice some more."

"No muscles, fair-skinned and doesn't look like someone who knows any skills, just good-looking... It's a pity it's useless here..." Scott believed in his own judgment and thought to himself.

“Yes, young man,” a ragged homeless man next to Zhou Yuan sneered, patting Zhou Yuan on the shoulder, “Look how skinny you are, you can’t even be caught by one hand.”

"Hey, Fang Zheng, what are you talking about? Can you even take a punch from Luca?" A bystander recognized the homeless man and mocked him.

"So what?" The homeless man named Fang Zheng immediately blushed and retorted, "As long as I place a bet, I'm his sugar daddy. So what if he can't keep it up?"

"500 credits counts?"

"Why not!"

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Scott quickly stepped in to control the situation, then waved his hand repeatedly to Zhou Yuan:

"Come on, little one."

Zhou Yuan ignored him, jumped onto the stage, and amidst the cheers of the crowd, whispered in Scott's ear:

"You want to make money, don't you? Now that I'm giving you the chance, you're not taking it?"

"What do you mean?" Scott frowned.

"Give me a chance, I'll show you on my own... Nobody knows me. Think carefully about how high my odds are and how much I can earn in official competitions."

Upon hearing this, Scott's expression changed, and he immediately replied:

"If you've got guts, I'll give you a chance. Come find me in the back later."

After saying that, he grabbed Zhou Yuan's hand, raised it high, and announced:

"Ladies and gentlemen, this young man just told me something... His family, his sister, has developed lung disease from years of working in the excavation of earth marrow, and she urgently needs treatment! But his family is impoverished, going months without a single meat dish, let alone having any money for medical treatment..."

"So, I've decided to give him a chance. What do you all say?"

"Great!!" Someone in the crowd, upon hearing this story, immediately burst into tears and shouted excitedly, "Good lad! That's what a real man should be like!!!"

After shouting, the man continued:

"Scott, who's this kid going to fight next? I'm betting 10,000 credits on his opponent!"