In the darkness, the disaster train woke up slowly.

Then there is the quality trifecta: "Who am I?" Where am I? What happened? ”

But no one answered him.

He found himself lying on the cold floor, without a cushion underneath him.

"You can't do this to me, I'm a factory owner!" The calamity cried out in grief.

But still no one paid any attention to him.

The floor was cold, but not damp.

But lying on it for a long time, it hurts.

As a native of Nasunria, the Calamity has long since lost that tradition of hardship and hard work.

Their branch of Nasunians has long since split into a new race, known as the "Golden Nasunrians", because their blood is full of golden blood.

And this also represents their noble position and identity, they are the founders of the industrial party, and they are the race with the highest proportion of factory owners.

It's just that neither his noble status nor his prominent surname can make his current situation any better.

The disaster train finally got up from the ground and slowly walked out.

Pushing open a creaking door, the Calamity heard an eerie commotion outside.

It was like something was constantly colliding, and it was like fine pieces of ice flowing through a river.

Strange conversations were faintly heard.

"Three Cakes!"

"Eat!"

"Shichijo!"

"Bump!"

Hearing this brief conversation, the disaster train subconsciously felt a little numb in his back.

He still remembered that he had been deceived by such a short conversation, and the other party really had to rush in along the line.

Now, as long as he thinks of the blade of light that flew from the sky, and destroyed his factory with one sword, his scalp is numb.

By the way, what about my factory?

My Factory......

The disaster train subconsciously reached out and touched it, and touched the factory owner token on his chest.

He reached out, sensing his connection to the factory token.

But in the past, it was always warm, like something was rhythmic inside, but now it is as cold as a piece of ice, and it has completely lost contact with its own factory.

What's going on?

Could it be that his factory has been completely destroyed?

Of course he didn't know that the sugar ball factory upgraded to the star factory had a stomach ten times greater than before, and now his factory, the useful estimates have been demolished, and the useless ones have probably been turned into waste residue and discharged.

The disaster train got up from the ground and stumbled out.

After passing through an iron gate, I saw a long corridor outside.

On both sides of the corridor, there are the same rooms.

It's a cell, but there's no fence, no shackles or anything like that.

There was a glimmer of hope in the heart of the disaster train, and he might be able to escape!

Just go back to your own factory...... What can I do when I go back to my own factory?

He doesn't know either, but at least he wants to go back!

He's a factory owner! If you don't have a factory, what kind of factory owner is you?

He looked left and right, and found a brighter light at the end of one side, so he hurried over.

The sound of tapping footsteps echoed through the gloomy corridor, as if someone was chasing him from behind.

The disaster train hurriedly quickened his pace and ran out of the corridor frantically, the corridor was actually not long, but the body that had not been exercised for a long time, such a short distance, was already out of breath.

It wasn't until he saw the warm light, and five or six tables, that he covered his belly, bent down, and gasped for air.

"Yo, Calamity, you're awake." Hearing the movement here, Lao Mo waved his hand and greeted him, "Come here, come here!" I'm not lucky, how many games will you play for me? ”

"What?" He looked puzzled, then he looked up and looked to the side.

A half-open door, not far away.

There was a faint rumbling sound outside, which seemed to lead to the rest of the factory.

The Calamity took two steps forward, then looked warily left and right.

There were no guards and no one to stop him.

But strange...... Why didn't these people run?

Could it be that there is some trap on the door, and as long as you walk over, you will be cut into seventeen or eighteen pieces with a click?

Thinking of this, the Calamity Column Spirits shuddered, filled their footsteps, and cautiously walked to the door and looked outside.

There doesn't seem to be much of a catch.

Outside is indeed a long corridor, and not far away is a complex passage.

There were so many hiding places in the factory that he didn't even doubt that as long as he got out, he would be halfway through the escape.

How is it so easy?

Impossible.

The disaster train groaned.

At this moment, Lao Mo said: "Eighty thousand!" ”

"Bump!"

"Eat!"

"Double shot!"

Lao Mo hatefully hammered a hammer on his head, made a "bang" sound, opened the drawer in front of him, and found that there was only one chip left inside.

"Alas, I don't have any chips, I owe it first! Owe! ”

"No, how can you take credit at the poker table?"

"Bad luck will pass on to me, pay quickly!"

"But I really don't have any leverage......"

"Then go for it! Okay, substitution, substitution, who of you will come? ”

Everyone, you look at me, I think you don't want to be seated.

These three people are in good luck, whoever comes will die.

"Who's that...... Disaster train, you come! ”

"Me?"

"I won't......" Disaster Lie looked at these guys, probably playing some game, but it was completely different from the game he had played before, "and I don't have any chips!" ”

"Newcomers can go and change a box for free, I'll get it for you!" Lao Mo turned around and ran into the corner.

At this time, the disaster train saw a strange creature sitting in the corner, which was short, only more than a foot tall, wearing a long skirt, a three-petaled mouth, long ears, and red eyes.

She glanced at the disaster column and directly handed a box of chips to Lao Mo.

"Come, sit down." Pressing the disaster train on the seat, Lao Mo pointed beside him: "This game is actually very simple, you see this is a strip, this is a cake ......"

A few other people were also very enthusiastic:

"Let's go around first, it's not a win or loser, you'll know when you play."

"By the way, I'll pour you some more fat house happy water!" Lao Mo graciously handed over a cup.

Then after walking a few laps, the so-called good luck of novices, with the guidance of Lao Mo, the disaster train actually won two.

"Well, you play first, I'll go to another table and have a look." Lao Mo's hands itched again.

He ran to the side of the bunny girl next to him: "Girl, I'll change some chips." ”

"Huh?" The bunny girl was a little cold and stared at him with red eyes.

"I also know a secret...... Calamity has a wife, and now she is also a factory owner, I have her band, you can definitely find her! How many boxes of chips can this secret be exchanged for? ”

Bunny Girl placed a box of chips in front of him.

"There's only one box...... Well, watch me roll over and get back to basics! ”

Lao Mo turned around and entered the mahjong field again.

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