Starry Sky Railway: Starting with a furious outburst at Aha

Chapter 25 The Pioneer Team's On-the-Spot Performance

"What's wrong?" Scott asked.

"What a strange name," Zhou Yuan replied perfunctorily, recalling the plot and realizing that Dan Heng was indeed engaged in "fighting" at this time. He had almost forgotten such an important matter. "Is he a dragon?"

"It's not a dragon, how could it be a dragon? That name was a title suggested by a member."

"That's good," Zhou Yuan feigned a sigh of relief, "I can't fight a real dragon."

"Don't worry, buddy, I believe you."

While Scott was leading the way, Zhou Yuan tagged Dan Heng in a group chat called Pioneer F4.

Zhou Yuan: "@Danheng, are you the cold-faced little dragon from Fight Club?"

Dan Heng didn't silence his phone and quickly replied, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Zhou Yuan: "I should be the one beating you next."

Dan Heng: "?"

March 7: "???"

star:"!!"

"Shocking! There seems to be internal discord within the pioneering team, with members coming to blows. Is this a sign of distorted humanity or moral decay? It all... is in the alcohol!"

March 7th: "What the heck? @Star, and what's with that last sentence??"

Zhou Yuan: "Things are complicated and can't be explained in a short time. In short, Dan Heng, you must win."

"Next match, we'll fake it. Just be a little more serious... just a little, don't actually pull out a gun, like that..."

Meanwhile, in the large mining area, a middle-aged man with bulging muscles was listening to his companion's report.

"Horse hunting? Horse hunting again?"

"Chief Oleg, have you heard of this hunting horse?" asked the female miner who had met Zhou Yuan once before.

“Hmm, he caused quite a stir at the fight club,” Oleg stroked his chin thoughtfully. “Even Luca couldn’t beat him.”

The female miner exclaimed in shock: "Even Luca lost to him? Chief Oleg, should I investigate this...?"

“No need, I’ve already sent Seele to investigate this matter,” Oleg sighed, rubbing his forehead. “Recently, there’s been trouble caused by vagrants again, then a hunting horse appeared, and a girl from the upper town ran down here. What’s going on?”

......

After quickly discussing with everyone, Zhou Yuan and Scott sneaked into the club's backstage area, where he changed into a clean set of casual clothes.

He didn't want his newly changed suit to be ruined.

"Where's Dr. Digger?" Zhou Yuan looked around and found that Dr. Digger and his bear had disappeared.

"It's funny to say," Scott said with a smile, "that little bear broke this morning when you pushed it... Before, it could move because Dr. Digger was pushing it, and now he's dragging it to get it repaired."

"Okay... after this is over, give me Dr. Juejue's number. I need to talk to him about something," Zhou Yuan said.

"no problem."

As Zhou Yuan walked into the arena from backstage, he immediately spotted Dan Heng standing with his arms crossed in the fighting cage. Dan Heng's expression was calm and composed, and his posture was upright, as if a surging power was hidden within him.

Before Zhou Yuan could even step forward, some sharp-eyed spectators spotted him and immediately exclaimed, "Is that a hunting horse?"

"Holy crap! The hunting horses are here!"

"Holy crap, is Lie Ma going to play against Leng Mian Xiao Qinglong in the next match?" A viewer who made a fortune from Zhou Yuan shouted excitedly. "Go Lie Ma! I believe in you! I'll bet all my money on you!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yuan looked over and discovered that the man was the same one who had claimed to bet 10,000 credits on his opponent outside the club that morning.

"..."

As the man shouted, all eyes turned to him, and Zhou Yuan easily spotted the gray-haired man in the train crew uniform and the pink-haired man in the blue skirt from the crowd.

As agreed, Zhou Yuan's gaze didn't linger at all; he simply swept his eyes around before heading straight for the fighting cage.

Xing grabbed March 7's collar and whispered in his ear, "He's such a fake, acting like he can't see us."

"Huh? Wasn't this planned?" March 7th whispered in Xing's ear. After thinking for a few seconds, she suddenly remembered Zhou Yuan's previous "arrogant" behavior and nodded seriously. "Okay, he really is pretentious. So what should we do?"

Xing smiled wickedly: "Didn't he want to lose more naturally? Let's go! Let's go up and beat him up! Three against one, losing is natural enough, right?"

“That makes sense…” March 7th carefully considered the feasibility. “He should thank us! But… how do we get up there?”

"Look at me!"

Xing strode forward, knelt down with a thud, and began to wail at Dan Heng in the cage.

"Waaah, my son, why did you come to fight in the arena? Come down and come with Mommy!"

"Your sister's illness is incurable. It's not about money at all. Stop pushing yourself so hard. Mom can't live without you, sob sob sob~"

Dan Heng: "?"

Zhou Yuan: "!!!?"

The two players stared at each other, their thoughts nearly frozen.

On March 7th, Xing pulled her so hard she stumbled and fell to the ground, momentarily stunned.

But she quickly seemed to have a breakthrough, and in coordination with Xing, she raised her sleeve and began to sob softly.

"Brother, let's go home, okay? Let's spend more time with Sanyue," she said, her acting skills far superior to Xing's, who could wail for ages without producing a single tear. Two clear tears streamed down her face as she spoke. "Sanyue only wants you all, to live well for me...for me."

"What's going on?" Zhou Yuan was dumbfounded. If he didn't know the truth, he would have been fooled by March 7's realistic acting.

The sight of the adorable girl covering her face and weeping is heartbreaking to see.

Some audience members started talking and walked over to Xing: "Hey girl, what's wrong? Let's get up and talk about it."

"And that cold-faced little dragon, your mother's already like this, and you..."

Dan Heng naturally did not respond to the performance offstage.

After howling for a while, Xing suddenly stood up, grabbed March 7's hand, and rushed to the fighting cage, her tone firm:

"If you want to fight, we'll fight you. Or maybe the three of us, mother and son, might as well die together!"

She glared fiercely at Zhou Yuan opposite her: "If you have the nerve, then fight us too!"

“Um, this… lady?” Scott hesitated. “That’s against the rules. Besides, this is a civilized competition. We’ll stop when it’s done. No one will get killed.”

"I don't care, I don't care..." Xing wasn't buying it and sat down on the ground, repeating the same thing over and over.

Seeing that the situation was deadlocked, the uncle who had been watching spoke up again.

“Sigh, they’re all unfortunate,” he said, glancing at the stars on the ground and then looking around. “Seeing them is like seeing our future. Who can guarantee they’ll stay healthy forever? Scott, why don’t we give them a chance, like we gave the hunter a chance?”

"In the end, it's all the fault of the Upper and Lower City blockade, that damned High Warden!" someone chimed in. "Scott, give them a chance!"

"Yes, give them a chance to live, even if the chances are extremely slim."

“This…” A wave of support gradually rose, just like when Scott fabricated Zhou Yuan’s background before. Scott’s gaze silently fell on Zhou Yuan, and after receiving his affirmative look, he nodded heavily, “Alright! I, Scott, will follow everyone’s wishes.”

"But this changes the lineup of players, and everyone needs to place bets again."

“No problem,” the man said seriously. “I’ll bet 100,000 credits on the hunting horse.”

"Hey, how can you do this? I'll bet on the cold-faced little green dragon!" an excited audience member exclaimed.

After Scott explained the rules, Xing and March 7th walked hand in hand into the fighting cage, leaving Zhou Yuan with no choice but to sigh helplessly.

I never expected it to be a righteous brawl... This is utterly ridiculous... He said in a serious voice:

"I won't hold back against you."

"Heh, it's not certain who will hold back!" Xing shouted, his imposing manner showing no sign of weakness.

"Uh, I...I..." March 7 glanced around, then suddenly rushed forward and hugged Zhou Yuan's leg:

"If you're feeling really comfortable, then go ahead and hit me!"