Starry Sky Railway: Starting with a furious outburst at Aha

"Beep... Yes, please live in harmony and do not fight, otherwise..." The beetle mech suddenly stopped speaking, and its single eye emitted a light screen that scanned Zhou Yuan.

It immediately changed its tune, saying, "Dear Mr. Zhou Yuan, according to the non-aggression pact, Mr. Schwarz has a separate set of rules for you, which do not include any restrictions."

"Really?" Zhou Yuan smiled. He had thought the non-aggression pact was just something Schwarzman made up because he couldn't control him, but he hadn't expected there to be a real treaty. "So that means I can attack him without any problem?"

"Of course, please go ahead."

After saying that, the beetle mech stopped moving.

"Hey, are you kidding me?" Fang Zheng roared incredulously. "What non-aggression pact? He wants my life! Aren't you all going to do anything about it?"

Seeing Zhou Yuan approaching him step by step, Fang Zheng was extremely anxious, but Zhou Yuan's previous performance made him completely lack the courage to fight back, and he chickened out again.

He turned and rushed toward the settlement square, but was blocked by the beetle mechs: "This is private territory, please do not trespass."

"Go to hell!" Fang Zheng kicked the beetle mech to the ground. "Useless thing!"

He couldn't care less about any of that; Zhou Yuan's brutality was still fresh in his mind, and all he wanted now was to save his own life.

"Beep beep... Unauthorized entry alarm! Beep beep... Unauthorized entry alarm!"

Zhou Yuan picked up a stone from the ground, just as he was about to test his aim, when he saw the beetle mechs flashing red light as they rose from the ground.

"Execute restraint procedures."

The four legs beneath the beetle soldier moved more like a nimble spider than a beetle, quickly catching up to Fang Zheng and climbing onto his back.

The beetle mech's four legs acted like shackles, tightly binding Fang Zheng's legs and hands, causing him to fall to the ground.

"Interesting." Zhou Yuan threw away the stone in his hand and slowly walked closer. He had thought the beetle mech would put on a shield and charge at Fang Zheng.

Looking at Fang Zheng, who was unable to move, Zhou Yuan searched his body for a while before finally finding the bank card in an indescribable place.

"I..." Zhou Yuan frowned, looking at the still steaming card, as if he could smell a fishy odor, and almost couldn't resist the urge.

Wait a minute, there's absolutely no need for me to maintain an elegant look in this outfit... Zhou Yuan glanced at his battle-worn shirt, its original color almost unrecognizable, and suddenly realized something, letting out a relieved smile.

"Holy shit!"

Zhou Yuan yelled at Fang Zheng and stuffed the card back into his pocket.

"Speak! Which hand held it!" His expression was undisguised, fierce as if he wanted to kill Fang Zheng on the spot.

Fang Zheng had never seen anything like this before. He trembled all over but couldn't escape. He could only break down and beg for mercy.

"I'm sorry, brother! I was wrong, brother, I'll never do it again."

But Zhou Yuan wasn't buying it at all. He just said, "Speak! If you don't, I'll fucking rip all three of your legs off!"

Fang Zheng burst into tears. He realized that Zhou Yuan was not joking this time. His voice trembled as he looked left and right, then said with a determined look, "Brother, it was taken with the left hand, the left hand!"

"Is that so?" Zhou Yuan grinned maliciously as he stood next to Fang Zheng, raising his foot. "Unfortunately, I don't believe it."

After saying that, he slammed his foot down, stamping it on Fang Zheng's right hand.

With a loud thud, accompanied by the faint sound of bones cracking, Zhou Yuan stomped his foot, creating a small crater in the ground. His square right palm was stuck in the crater, leaving only a thin layer of skin.

"I...Ahhh!!!" Fang Zheng struggled to turn his head and saw his bare right hand. Only then did he realize the pain and screamed.

At this moment, a group of automatons who had received the alarm arrived late, took Fang Zheng from the beetle automatons, and took him to another location.

"Are you trembling?" Zhou Yuan noticed the beetle soldier's unusual behavior.

"Beep...nothing..." The beetle mech's trembling was almost visible, swaying from side to side. "It's just a circuit malfunction caused by the attack earlier, the problem isn't serious."

"What are you going to do with him?" Zhou Yuan pointed in the direction where Fang Zheng had been taken away.

"According to regulations, they will receive treatment first, and then be sent to the Earth Marrow Excavation Team for labor reform."

“So advanced, fine,” Zhou Yuan finished venting his emotions and no longer cared about Fang Zheng’s life or death. “Is Miss Clara here? I have a set of clothes with her.”

The beetle mech replied:

"System is searching, please wait... Information detected: Brother Zhou Yuan's request has been completed."

"Clara is near the hearth. According to the non-aggression pact, Mr. Zhou Yuan may go there on his own."

“Okay.” Zhou Yuan didn’t say much, walked into the settlement square, and found Clara inside.

"Brother Zhou Yuan, you're here!" Clara, with her sharp eyes, immediately spotted Zhou Yuan approaching. "Brother, what's wrong with your clothes...?"

“That’s not important,” Zhou Yuan said with a smile, waving his hand. Seeing Clara’s chubby face, he suddenly had an urge to pinch it. But before he could do anything, an iron wall appeared out of nowhere and blocked the two of them. It was Schwarz.

"Clara, move away," its mechanical voice announced.

"No, do I look like a bad guy?" Zhou Yuan smiled helplessly and took the initiative to ask:

"Clara, are my clothes fixed?"

"Okay, Brother Zhou Yuan, I'll go get it for you." Clara said, running into a house and coming out a moment later with the clothes in her arms.

Schwarz handed the clothes to Zhou Yuan. Zhou Yuan looked closely and saw that the holes in the suit had been repaired and decorated with cute patterns. The stitching was neat and the style was consistent. Although it was not as seamless as the repairs done on the train, it had a unique charm.

The hat's inner support was also replaced, making it neat and crisp.

This set is simply a handmade work of art, and it's even a custom-made one!

Zhou Yuan liked it more and more as he looked at it, and was very satisfied. He immediately took out his bank card and handed it to Schwarz.

"You should know how to check, right? Could you help me see how much is left?"

"Wait a moment... there are still 4.92 million left."

“Okay, transfer 100,000 to Clara as my thanks. The password is on the card,” Zhou Yuan waved his hand. “No, 110,000. Please exchange 10,000 of that into Winter City Shields of equal value. Thank you.”

"Treaty inquiry in progress... Request approved, in execution..." Swallow stood still, and before it could move, a mech soldier came over with a bag of Winter City shields.

"Ah...ah?" Clara didn't realize Zhou Yuan wasn't joking until she saw the message pop up on her phone. She immediately blushed and said, "Brother Zhou Yuan...it's too much! Clara can't take it."

Unlike its parents, Swallow didn't take the blame. After standing there for a moment, it spoke:

"Clara, after calculation, it's better to keep the money."

“Ah, Mr. Schwarz!” Clara’s face turned as red as an apple.

"Alright, to me, your skills are worth this much. You can keep it," Zhou Yuan waved his hand dismissively. "Right now, I just want to put on this outfit as soon as possible."

"Alright," Clara finally accepted, seeing Zhou Yuan's firm attitude. "Thank you, Brother Zhou Yuan."

Zhou Yuan took a thorough shower nearby, washed his bank card, and then changed into a repaired suit. When he stood in front of the mirror, he looked completely different. If he were standing in front of Luca, he probably wouldn't recognize him.

Carrying a bag of Winter City shields and wearing a top hat, Zhou Yuan leisurely left the mechanical settlement and arrived at Rocky Town.

He took out his phone and asked, and found out that Xinghe and March 7th were in the Fight Club. After thinking for a moment, Zhou Yuan also went over.

Before Zhou Yuan even got close to the club entrance, Scott, who was looking around on the stage, spotted him. He immediately ran over, grabbed Zhou Yuan, and said quickly:

"Wow, you look so cool, I almost didn't recognize you."

"Is there something you need?" Zhou Yuan slowly withdrew his hand, somewhat admiring his ability to recognize people, as he could recognize him from such a distance.

“Yes, yes, enough talk,” Scott said, sounding a bit impatient. “Young man, you might need another fight!”

"Didn't I say we'd only fight one match?" Zhou Yuan frowned.

“This time it’s different! This time someone’s causing trouble,” Scott said with a ferocious expression. “A member brought in a fighter from who-knows-where, and he’s beaten up almost all the fighters in my club. Now I can’t get in touch with Luca, so I’m counting on you.”

"Is that so?" Zhou Yuan pondered. He had already earned enough credits, but he still hadn't found those three things. Perhaps he could take this opportunity to get some clues from Scott.

Zhou Yuan immediately agreed: "No problem, let's go."

"By the way, was the opponent male or female?"

“Oh, this one… he’s a man,” Scott said with a strange expression. “His name is Cold-Faced Little Green Dragon.”

"Ok?"