Starry Sky Railway: Starting with a furious outburst at Aha

"No, buddy! You're the Flash..." Zhou Yuan's gaze lingered on the man in the vest.

"He was on Yalilo No. 6 yesterday, and he's already on Xianzhou Luofu today... Did he really cling to the train? Clinging so tightly?"

Thinking of the consequences of physical leap that Ji Zi had mentioned, Zhou Yuan became wary.

"Oh, what a coincidence!" Ah Huan's eyes lit up, and she quickly stood up from her chair.

Immediately afterward, he realized that his actions were not in a manner befitting a junior, so he sat down again.

Zhou Yuan: "......"

"So you've also come to the Immortal Ship? I never expected that we would meet in the vast universe. This is fate..." Ah Huan said with a smile.

"Hmm..." Zhou Yuan responded vaguely, then couldn't help but ask, "How did you get here?"

“You might not believe it, but I was picked up,” Ah Huan thought, countless reasons for time travel flashing through his mind. “I was originally a native of Pier Point. I was hit by a car after crossing the road, and when I opened my eyes, I was in your vicinity.”

"I was just asking you to give me a ride, but you just ran off... Later, I was swept away by the spacetime turbulence and passed out. When I opened my eyes again, I was brought back by the caravan of the Immortal Ship Luofu."

"Huh? This..." Zhou Yuan was dumbfounded, "Being hit by Che Chuang can still cause a teleportation from the original universe?"

"Hey, stop chatting like that, okay?" A fellow card player nearby couldn't stand it anymore. "Are you going to continue playing or not?"

He only wanted to play a few rounds on a whim, but he didn't expect to lose money continuously in the past half hour, and he was almost bankrupt.

"Perfect timing! Are you here to play cards? Let's join a table, we're one short, let's chat while we play." Ah Huan ignored his card-playing friends' complaints and greeted Zhou Yuan.

"Aren't there four of them?"

"This guy doesn't want to play anymore." Ah Huan glanced at the passerby who was playing cards, and the passerby immediately got off the table with a dark face.

"Damn it, if I ever play cards again, I'm a dog!"

Zhou Yuan nodded, not minding, and sat down at the square table.

"So you really aren't from the Immortal Ship," Qingque said to Ahuan after hearing their conversation. "Is this really your first time playing the Imperial Jade Tokens?"

"Why did I lie to you?"

"Then you're really awesome," Qingque said sincerely.

For the first time, she felt the gap between herself and others.

"Winning four games in a row on your first try... you're a pro."

Ah Huan ignored Qing Que's flattery and looked at Zhou Yuan: "By the way, dog... buddy, what's your name?"

Ah Huan looked at Zhou Yuan, but Zhou Yuan was looking at Qing Que. Hearing Ah Huan's question, he turned his head away.

"Zhou Yuan".

"Oh my, what a coincidence!" Ah Huan said with a smile. "We're from the same family! I also have the surname Zhou, and my name is Zhou Huan. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Is it really such a coincidence?" Zhou Yuan asked curiously.

"Would I lie to you?" Ah... no, Zhou Huan immediately pulled out a business card from his pocket, on which his appearance and name were clearly engraved.

Name: Zhou Huan, Address: 1145 Pierpoint Bitter Tea Street.

“I never expected you two to be so destined,” Qingque said with a smile, shuffling the jade cards. “Since that’s the case, why not play a few rounds of Imperial Jade Cards?”

"That makes sense, let's start playing!" The card-playing friend, who was going against the family tradition, quickly chimed in.

He had made a lot of money from Zhou Huan earlier, but lost it all back after Zhou Huan took him seriously for half an hour. Now he was holding back his anger and wanted to teach Zhou Huan a lesson.

Zhou Yuan was quite familiar with shuffling and arranging the tiles, having played mahjong before, but he couldn't recognize the symbols on the tiles, so he had to ask:

"So, how do we play this hand?"

bang bang dong!

Qingque and his fellow card players, who had defied their ancestors' traditions, were all apprehensive. Zhou Huan, this "newbie," had given them a huge shock.

"You...you're a newbie too?"

"Yeah, I'll learn as I go." Zhou Yuan shrugged nonchalantly; having a lot of money meant he could do whatever he wanted.

......

"No, do newbies get a bonus or something?" Seeing Zhou Yuan win again, the mahjong player's resolve to defy his ancestors shattered. "How come you win every time you only draw twice?!"

He was absolutely furious. In the past half hour, Zhou Yuan had won seven or eight times in a row! Winning against three opponents every time, was he even human?

Let's open it!

“I don’t know either,” Zhou Yuan smiled and looked at Qing Que, “maybe it’s because my master taught me well.”

"Hehe, that's for sure," Qingque said with a smile.

Upon closer inspection, one could see that her smile was extremely forced. Clearly, the series of defeats had begun to shake the foundation of her status as a low-level diviner—she was about to lose everything!

"There's an expert here! What a miscalculation! Wasn't today's fortune supposed to be good for playing cards? What happened?!" Qingque lamented. "I should have had the Grand Diviner do a divination before we came out..."

"It's a newbie protection period, it's normal." Zhou Huan told everyone to rearrange the cards.

Zhou Yuan won against three opponents, and naturally he also lost money, but he enjoyed it:

"Damn, I'm so great for sacrificing myself to help my son cheat."

Zhou Huan stared at Zhou Yuan with kind eyes, making Zhou Yuan feel a chill run down his spine.

"Damn it, don't let me win!" he roared inwardly at the god of fate.

He noticed that every time he won a hand, Zhou Huan would look at him strangely, making Zhou Yuan feel like his manhood was in danger.

Something's not right with Zhou Huan!

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Yuan picked up another card. The feel of it told him it was a circle card, but when he picked it up and looked at it, it turned into a bird card.

“…I won.” Zhou Yuan pushed over the tiles in front of him, his whole body numb.

"Damn it!" The card player, who had defied his ancestors' rules, collapsed. He stood up abruptly, grabbed the cards in front of Zhou Yuan, and started biting at them. "These are fake cards, right? Huh?"

Qingque, standing to the side, looked at Zhou Yuan with mixed feelings, feeling both heartbroken about the money she had spent and gratified that her apprentice had surpassed her.

"Drip drip drip!"

Suddenly, Zhou Huan's phone rang. He picked it up and frowned.

"Why now of all times..."

He glanced at Zhou Yuan, then looked at the others:

"Excuse me, everyone, I have to go to work now."

"Then you should go quickly," Qingque had lost all her budget and was just wondering what legitimate reason she could use to get away. Hearing Zhou Huan speak, she immediately went against her heart and said, "Work is more important!"

"Yes, yes, work is more important!" The mahjong player, who had gone against the family tradition, nodded in agreement.

"Work?" Zhou Yuan's question had barely left his lips when the two men glared at him: You, who won money, dare to talk back!?

Zhou Yuan immediately fell silent.

He wondered, since Zhou Huan came from Pierpoint, what kind of work did he do here? Was there company business on the Immortal Ship?

Zhou Huan stood up, feeling guilty for not having had time to let Zhou Yuan experience "happiness". He sighed, then suddenly took Zhou Yuan's hands, intending to give Zhou Yuan some compensation as a "father".

Then, he sensed the destiny mark flashing on Zhou Yuan's right hand.

"Holy crap! My son's first time was stolen like this?!"

"Who the hell did this?!"