Starry Sky Railway: Starting with a furious outburst at Aha

Chapter 140 An unexpected gain

Without uttering a word, Zhou Yuan remained calm and continued walking towards the fleeing people, his aura growing increasingly terrifying.

This person dared to cause trouble on his death anniversary; he must not be let off easily under any circumstances.

Upon seeing this, the fleeing man felt as if his liver and gallbladder were about to burst.

For some reason, after entering Zhou Yuan's domain, he couldn't muster the slightest desire to resist.

Only profound despair.

"B-Big brother, let me explain!" He stammered nervously, "An old man tampered with my memories! I was originally there to pay homage to Zhou Yuan!"

"I've been framed!"

"is it?"

“Of course!” The man laboriously turned to the side, revealing a bag on his chest. “My identification is in that bag. I’m from an armed archaeological team!!”

"It's a legitimate department, bro. Why would they do anything bad?"

"An armed...archaeological team?" Zhou Yuan walked up to the man and took out his identification from his bag to examine it closely.

He quickly recalled the organization:

"You, an armed archaeological team, come to pay homage to Zhou Yuan? Do you think I'm stupid?"

If I remember correctly, the armed archaeology school also belongs to the path of memory.

Their organization not only conducts "archaeological" excavations and digs up history themselves, but also takes on jobs, much like mercenaries.

With the author's appearance serving as a reminder, Zhou Yuan became wary of those who could recall his destiny.

Who knows if he came for his belongings?

Thinking about this person's fear of death, Zhou Yuan thought to himself.

"Try tricking him again."

So Zhou Yuan casually tossed the ID card aside and was about to raise his hand to slap it down.

"Wrong, bro!!" The man was indeed fooled and hurriedly begged for mercy, rattling off a string of questions.

"At first, I planned to take advantage of the chaos, but after conducting my own investigation and understanding the whole story, I developed a deep respect for Zhou Yuan and gave up my plan to take action."

"I figured, since I'm already here, I might as well send Zhou Yuan away first. But yesterday, the organization assigned me a private commission. As soon as I showed up, the person who commissioned me slapped me on the head!"

"He definitely messed with my settings! He's the one who made me do this!"

Zhou Yuan wanted to laugh when he heard this:

"You mean, you, a traveler who remembers his destiny, had your memories altered by him?"

“Brother,” a member of the archaeological team said seriously, “you may not know this, but to ensure our compatibility with the weapons, most of us have digitized our memories.”

As he spoke, he wanted to proudly touch his head, but gravity prevented him from doing so, so he could only shake his neck.

"All our memories are stored in a database and will not be affected by the power of memory destiny."

"Is there someone else behind it all?"

“Hmm, I suspect it’s someone from the Intellectual Destiny,” a member of the archaeological team analyzed. “My brain is specially encrypted; ordinary people can’t touch it.”

"It's really strange, that old man just touched my head and fixed it. If I hadn't formatted the process just now, I wouldn't have even noticed. How did he do that..."

Zhou Yuan glanced again at the archaeological team members lying in front of him, chattering incessantly, and felt a throbbing pain in his head.

Too much!

Why are there so many people!?

First the author, then the armed archaeology school, and then the suspected intellectual school... I really wouldn't steal the Star God's energy!

Is it so hard to discuss it with your own star deity?

Why are you all looking for me?

"What did you manage to steal?" Zhou Yuan asked, frowning.

“This, this,” the archaeological team member hurriedly activated his jet propulsion system, straining to open the lining of his breastplate. “Here you go, I don’t want it.”

Upon closer inspection, a mask lay there undamaged.

Fool's Mask!

Zhou Yuan's eyes lit up, and he reached out and picked up the mask. A sense of familiarity immediately welled up in his heart.

"This is it!"

Although the process was irregular, at least the mask was retrieved. Zhou Yuan calmly put the mask into his pocket.

He posed a question:

Give me a reason to let you go.

"what?"

The archaeological team members were taken aback, but then, remembering Zhou Yuan's actions, they quickly said something.

"I understand, I understand! I didn't see anything! I'll erase this memory right now..."

"Not enough." Zhou Yuan slowly shook his head.

Do you want money...? You can take my life, but not my money!!

The archaeological team member almost instinctively wanted to resist, but the force pressing down on him made it impossible for him to move.

Seeing Zhou Yuan's large hand lower and lower, about to "affectionately" touch their heads, the archaeological team members shouted in a moment of panic:

"Brother, tell me something, and I'll get it for you, no charge!!"

Say it earlier.

Seeing that he had already compromised, Zhou Yuan chuckled and pretended to bend down and pat his trouser leg:

"Your pants are dirty, let's continue."

"I want the method for making a light cone."

This is his purpose.

Once he masters the method of producing light cones, the overall strength of the train will leap to a new level.

What a terrifying concept it is that if one person possesses it, everyone possesses it.

Moreover, all of Idrila's skills from before she became a god were stored in his mind...

"no problem."

To Zhou Yuan's surprise, the members of the archaeological team agreed immediately, without much hesitation.

"But not now. I don't know how to do that either. It will take some time."

"So easy to get it?"

“Of course it’s not easy, but I can do it for you, brother,” the man explained. “I happen to know a messenger from Yiting. I’ll invite him to dinner tomorrow and take the opportunity to get my hands on that technology.”

As he spoke, he muttered to himself, "At worst, I'll just give it to him... damn it..."

"...?"

Zhou Yuan didn't understand, but expressed his respect.

After a brief two-second pause, he smiled, released the pressure of gravity, and helped the archaeologist to his feet.

"I am looking forward."

As the archaeological team member stood up and breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly noticed a strange golden mark on his bare right arm, leaving him dumbfounded.

"What...what is this?"

“An insurance policy,” Zhou Yuan smiled sinisterly, a smile that seemed incongruous with his handsome face, “who knows if you’ll even come back?”

"What... what would happen if I didn't come back?" The archaeological team member swallowed hard.

“It’ll explode,” Zhou Yuan said seriously. “GG Bond.”

Upon hearing this, the members of the archaeological team instinctively went to Wudang.

"I...I'll go first, brother?" His voice trembled with sobs.

"Go." Zhou Yuan nodded, and deliberately contracted his domain to let it escape.

Enveloping himself in his domain, Zhou Yuan carried the unconscious Xing and slowly descended back onto the immortal ship.

March 7 and the others immediately came to greet them.

"Fang Zheng, Xing, are you alright?!"

“Xing has fainted,” Zhou Yuan said to everyone, “It’s a pity that person got away.”

Surrounded by the crowd, Xing quickly woke up, her eyes bloodshot and her golden pupils filled with torment.

I stare blankly at the sky, then at people.

"Why are you stopping me? I hate you," she said to Zhou Yuan.