The Only Player in ‘Child of Stardust’
Chapter 185 - 132 The Terrifying King

Chapter 185: Chapter 132 The Terrifying King

After an intense mental struggle, Zhou Yuan finally made a choice.

"Forget it..."

"Alright." His colleague hung up the phone with a beep.

Zhou Yuan leaned back in the driver’s seat, sighed, and closed his eyes wearily, hoping to rest for a moment.

But not long after, there was a knock on the window.

It was a traffic cop writing a ticket.

"Sorry, I’ll leave right away." Zhou Yuan quickly apologized with an awkward smile and hurriedly drove off.

He had not gone far when he heard a loud bang, and the car began to shake.

A tire had blown out.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Zhou Yuan gritted his teeth, pounding the steering wheel to vent his frustration, feeling like the whole world was against him.

With a flat tire, he had no choice but to call for a tow truck, and then pay for the tire replacement, adding another expense.

This only worsened his already terrible mood.

Screeech—!!!

Suddenly, the ear-piercing sound of brakes came from ahead, followed by a loud crash.

Zhou Yuan looked in shock at the intersection where two cars had collided fiercely, with metal fragments flying everywhere.

After being stunned for two seconds, he quickly opened the car door and ran over.

Inside a severely deformed car, a mother was holding her young daughter tightly in her arms, blood covering her face, unconscious.

Without hesitation, Zhou Yuan reached in and pulled the mother and daughter out from the shattered car frame.

The driver in the front seat had their neck bent at a ninety-degree angle, clearly not going to make it.

As smoke started to billow from the car, he quickly retreated with the mother and daughter. Within seconds, the car burst into flames.

The other car had crashed into a tree in the landscaping area after speeding out, and the driver was dead on the spot.

Fortuitously, there was a hospital not far from the accident site. Medical personnel arrived with stretchers, and Zhou Yuan helped lift the mother onto one of them.

"Your hand..." The doctor noticed Zhou Yuan’s hand at that moment.

Looking down, Zhou Yuan saw that a cut over ten centimeters long had appeared on his right arm, bleeding profusely, likely scratched by the broken car body while rescuing the people.

"You should come to the hospital to get that treated," the doctor said.

"Alright."

Zhou Yuan found the traffic cop from earlier and asked him to call a tow truck to take his car for repairs, then went to the hospital to have his wound treated.

"It needs stitching," the doctor said upon seeing it.

"Go ahead," Zhou Yuan sighed.

An hour later.

Zhou Yuan, with his hand wrapped in gauze, stood at the entrance of the emergency room. The family of the mother and daughter were anxiously pacing, like ants on a hot pan.

After a while, a doctor brought news, "The mother is out of immediate danger, and the child’s condition is stable."

A man let out a long sigh of relief, his tense expression softening, tears of joy streaming down his face.

Zhou Yuan left quietly, found a place to sit, and took out his phone to call his supervisor:

"Supervisor, I’d like to take some time off... because I injured my hand and got stitches..."

On the other end, the supervisor was silent for a moment, "Then you don’t need to come back anymore."

"Supervisor..."

"Zhou, your performance has always been lacking. The higher-ups have wanted to let you go for a while... Just take this time to rest at home, that’s it."

Beep beep beep...

Zhou Yuan was stunned, then let out a bitter laugh.

Again.

Lost his girlfriend, lost his job.

"Lost your job saving someone; do you regret it?"

Beside him, a tall, blonde woman asked.

Zhou Yuan glanced at her, silently thinking how big she was.

"Honestly, I wanted to quit long ago."

"You’re so stubborn. Can’t you admit it honestly?"

"I’m not being stubborn, I really wanted to quit long ago... and the company had intentions to lay off people for a while." Zhou Yuan paused, "So it’s a mutual agreement, I guess."

"So you have no regrets at all?" the blonde woman asked.

"Regret? Of course not," Zhou Yuan proudly smiled, "I saved a family."

"What good does that do you?"

"Do you need benefits to do good deeds?"

Zhou Yuan said, "I just felt it was the right thing to do, so I did it."

The blonde woman laughed, "I’ve observed you for many years. Given your upbringing, you shouldn’t be this kind of person."

"Then what kind of person should I be?"

Zhou Yuan retorted, "Someone like my parents, addicted to gambling, heartless, snobbish, selfish, irritable, angry, cutting, and mean?

Sorry, but every effort I’ve made so far has been to avoid becoming like that.

Because when I was struggling, when I was about to give up on myself, someone came and offered me an umbrella, helping me through those tough times. That’s why I want to offer an umbrella within my ability to help others when they are struggling.

To those who need help, I would not hesitate to extend my hand."

Zhou Yuan looked at the gauze on his arm and softly murmured, "It’s also helping my past self."

Slap.

The blonde woman suddenly pressed down on his head and ruffled his hair vigorously, shouting joyfully,

"Did you see?"

"Did you see!"

"He has endured so much pain yet still remains warm and kind. You lost! Not everyone is willing to fall into darkness like you. You’re just a cowardly clown, cowering at the slightest setback, only complaining about the world’s unfairness and hiding in a corner, lamenting!"

Bang!

The world shook violently, everything collapsing quickly, revealing the essence of darkness.

An enraged voice echoed from all directions, "You’re lying! You’re lying! I’m not a clown...I’m... I’m the King of Terrors!"

What a ridiculous name...

Zhou Yuan’s mind flashed this thought, and in an instant of realization, he woke up from the long dream.

[Hell world—I’m back, damn it!]

[See that little punk up ahead? It’s the root of all this. Now that its core has been shattered by you, just take it down.]

Zhou Yuan looked ahead. A small, blackened figure was rolling on the ground, throwing a tantrum.

[The King of Terrors, an anomalous creature born from human fear, dissatisfaction, and depravity. Containment method: Its constructed dreams guide people towards "evil," but if one maintains a kind heart, the King of Terrors can be rendered vulnerable and contained with a Level 1 containment device.]

Zhou Yuan turned to see Chen Guangxi smiling.

"Go ahead and give it a good beating to vent your anger," Chen Guangxi said.

Zhou Yuan’s memories of the dream quickly faded, leaving only a vague impression and general outline, but he could still recall the various infuriating misfortunes he had encountered, and his anger flared up.

He gritted his teeth.

So it was your doing, you little punk?