Open an alt in the world of Star Dome Railway

But there is no way, after all he is also a worker. I just hope that he will still be of some value by then and will not become a victim.

Just as he was thinking this, the hatch was suddenly blown open.

"who!"

The person in charge turned around in surprise, only to see Potio kill the surrounding guards with a few shots, then instantly ran to the person in charge and stuffed the muzzle of the gun into the man's mouth. The slightly hot muzzle of the gun burned him so much that he whimpered.

"You ***, revoke this order!"

Poteo's eyes were bloodshot, flashing with anger and hatred, the muscles on his face were twisted with extreme anger, and there was a hint of ferocity at the corners of his mouth.

"How dare you, you bastard!" he roared. "How dare you give that order to Argan Apache, when he has so many people above him!"

He really didn't expect that the people in the company would be so cruel that they didn't care about the residents of Argonne Apache and wanted to completely eliminate them just because they hindered the company's work.

But there are not only cowboys, there are so many innocent old people and children!

Their cruel behavior drove Poteo completely crazy. He fought all the way here, not caring about going to the company's headquarters to find the culprit. By the time he found his hometown, it might have been destroyed.

"Wuwuwu (It's unfair. I'm just a part-time worker. If you have any questions, go find the person in front.)"

The person in charge, whose mouth was stuffed with a gun, was about to cry. He didn't dare to move, fearing that the gun would go off accidentally in the next second and make him lose his mind.

"A cowboy from the Algonquin Apache actually made it here. Humph, the people on this ship are also incompetent and worthless. How could you sneak in?"

"Um?!"

Poteo's attention was drawn to the voice, and he noticed that he was paying attention to him. His tone immediately made Poteo realize that this person was no ordinary person, and was most likely the leader he was looking for.

He grabbed the collar of the person in charge with one hand and pointed the gun at the big screen.

Potio's eyes were bloodshot as he angrily said, "You are the culprit, right? Take back my order, or I will make you pay the price and regret everything you have done!"

Faced with Potio's threat, the people over there obviously didn't care.

"The market development department will not give up the resources in Algonquin Apache. If you want to blame someone, blame them for hindering the company's progress."

"You damn beast, there are so many lives up there!!!"

"If you can't create value for the company, then there's no need for you to exist. Let's stop here. I have a meeting to attend."

As we were speaking, the communication between the spacecraft and the headquarters had been cut off.

"Stop right there, you bastard!!"

Poteo swung his fists and smashed them hard against the steel beside him. Every impact was accompanied by his angry roar, as if he wanted to pour out all his anger and hatred.

The person in charge standing by was trembling, fearing that the cowboy would kill him to vent his anger.

"You! Take this spaceship back to Algonquin Apache! I want to go back!"

He wants to go back, he wants to go back to find Nick Grey, his little cutie who can't speak yet is still there!

He wants to go back to save his family, even if he can't stop them, at least, at least he can't be left alone!

The person in charge swallowed hard and said tremblingly, "From the moment you lost contact with headquarters, the beacon on our ship stopped working. Even if we wanted to go back, we would have had to sail slowly."

That man was ruthless. He gave up after deciding that the people on the ship were incompetent and worthless.

"What did you say!!!"

Poteo said in disbelief.

He was breathing heavily, his pupils trembling, and his body began to tremble with great despair.

The horrifying thoughts in his mind stimulated his nerves again and again. He couldn't imagine the dark future where everyone would leave him. For the first time, the cowboy felt so helpless.

Wait, there's still a chance!

Harley, he still has Harley!

He frantically pulled out the black box that Harley had given him, and as the communication started, Poteo prayed that he could be contacted.

"Hey, Poteo, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Harley, Harley!" Portio gripped the communicator tightly, as if holding the last straw, and said tremblingly: "Go back and save Nick and the others, save them, please!"

"..."

"what happened."

Harley also realized that something was wrong. If someone like Poteo could look like he was about to break down, the situation must be extremely serious.

Poteo told Halley the whole story in the shortest possible words. When he talked about the impending destruction of Algon Apache, Poteo showed an unprecedented vulnerability.

"I understand. Leave this to me. I'll be there right away."

"Thank you, thank you, Harley."

Poteo's chest was heaving, and his whole body felt a little weak. He had never imagined that he would be like this one day. Home was everything to him. If all this was destroyed, he didn't know what he would become. So, he acted like this after seeing a glimmer of hope.

"Okay, stop looking like that. This isn't the arrogant cowboy I know. Wait for me."

Then, Harley hung up the phone.

Portio sat on the ground, leaning against the console, trying to calm himself down.

"you."

"I'm here!"

"Move towards Algonquin Apache or I'll shoot you!"

Pointing the black muzzle of the gun at the person in charge, Potio's eyes were full of indifference. If he said no, he would die on the spot.

"Yes!"

The person in charge started the operation under the threat of gunpoint. He was really unlucky. It was originally just a simple job, but he encountered this kind of thing. Now he will definitely be fired, at least he can't lose his life.

Bottiou exhaled a breath of foul air, took out his cowboy hat and pressed it on his head to cover his eyes.

Please, Harley, you must catch up.

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I'm sorry, I didn't realize that this article would be more than 2k words, so I fell asleep yesterday.

Next, it’s Harley’s turn.

Volume 82: Set off, adventurers and cowboys! : Chapter : Secret, call people in the chat group!

[Target Starry Sea: @Stone Spirit, are you there? Someone at your company is causing trouble again.]

Train Mascot: Huh? (What happened?)

[Target Stars and Oceans: Something happened in my brother's hometown, Algonquin Apache. It's the marketing department's fault.]

[Stone Spirit: Algon Apache, several departments outside are indeed fighting for this place. If I remember correctly, the evacuation work is still underway.]

[Target Starry Sea: Then you should ask that Osvaldo guy, he's planning to take action directly.]

[Ah, so sad: Alas, such behavior...]

Ahaha!: Wuhu, there's fun to be had!

[Stone Spirit: Ah, that's really not surprising at all. This kind of thing should be handled by the Marketing Department.]

[Stone Spirit: After the last one fell, I had hoped the next one would at least give me some relief. It was all just a fantasy, huh?]

[Number one hater: So, you blame me?]

[Stone Spirit: Humph, that’s not the case~]

[Stone Spirit: Anyway, I understand. Leave this matter to me.]

[Target Starry Sea: Well, do a good job so I can explain to my brothers.]

[Stone Spirit: I know, I know.]

[Error: Wait, wait, I'm in this thing, I want to participate too, I'm nearby, and I've been inactive for so long I'm almost rusty.]

[Target: The Starry Sea: Of course, let's go!]

[Error: Yay!]

Train Mascot: Uh-huh! (Go! Go! Go!)

I'm so hungry: I want to go, but unfortunately I'm still working part-time in Fuli.

[Stone Spirit: Alas, this means more work for me.]

[Millennial Social Slave: It’s normal, there’s never enough work to do.]

[Number one hater: Oh, why did you change your name? ]

[Millennial Social Animal: I recently completed my thousand years of service and got a promotion (I feel like I have no desire to live).]

【Ahaha!: Puff, ahahahahaha, two office slaves (Dahuang Prisoner Heaven Finger)! 】

[Stone Spirit: Ahaha, if you dare to mock me again, I will switch jobs to Krippo (smile).]

[I'm so hungry: Then I'll dance the float.]

[Millennium Social Animal: Lan seems to be treated quite well.]

[Plum blossom cake is so delicious: Hahaha, the collective job-hopping incident has begun.]

【Ahaha!: Private Massa, I was wrong (sincere apology).】

[Ahaha!: I'm your Star God after all, so why be so ruthless? What about our friendship?]

[Number one hater: Le.]

【Ah, how sad: Le. 】

[Train mascot: Hum (covering his mouth and laughing).]

After closing the chat group that was gradually going off track, Guster looked at the person in front of him with a smile.

The woman in front of Guoster had beautiful purple hair. She looked very beautiful with all kinds of jewelry and a hat on her head. The exposed black bra made people's blood boil, which fascinated countless people.

But beautiful women are like poisonous snakes, luring others with the fruit of temptation and then dragging them into the abyss.

But it’s useless to Guster. After all, she is just a harmless gem person with good looks (laughs).

The person in front of him is Jadeite and Diamond's subordinate. He came here this time to win over Guoster. The current departmental struggle is still in a stalemate. They want to break this situation, so they found Guoster. As long as they show a little intention, they will gain a lot.

After all, everyone in the company knew about the conflict between the Resource Recycling Department and the Marketing Development Department.

Of course, this does not mean that things will be successful. Feicui is not sure in her heart. After all, the person in front of her has never had an end in public. She has seen countless departmental struggles like this over the past Amber Age. It is not something Feicui can do to make her violate the principles.

Before setting off, Diamond said that it didn't matter if they failed, as they didn't have high hopes anyway.

Feicui took a sip of tea, put it on the table, and waited for Guster's reply.

"So, Minister Guster, what do you think?"

"Hmm?" Guster tilted his head and replied, "The Resource Recycling Department never interferes with other departments' affairs."

Well, she knew this would be the result.

"but...."

Well, is there a turning point?

Feicui immediately perked up and waited for Guster's next words.

"However, let's not talk about business. We can still be friends and chat. Now that we're here, I'm a little bored." Guoster crossed his arms and said with a smile. That smile was really bright and dazzling, in every sense of the word, after all, he was a gem man.

Feicui muttered to herself, what is this? Just chatting as friends, what is Minister Guoster planning to do?

To be honest, the one who least wanted to come about this matter was Jade. She was completely useless in front of Guster. It would be better to be replaced with a Stone Heart.

After all, her negotiation method has always been to seize the other party's desire and take the initiative. This skill has made her successful in everything she does, and she has gained a lot of value for the company and sat in her current position.

But in front of Guster, her method was of no use at all.

What could she desire?

She has been sitting in such a high position in the company for so many years, but she has never been particularly interested in anything. Even if there is something, can their department give her what she wants?

An important part of the negotiation was the non-existence of information gap. Apart from the founder of Guster, other people in the company knew as much about Guster as a blind man. The things that were put on the surface were useless. Instead of relying on those, she might as well hope that the founder would resurrect and talk on her behalf.

There are no means, information... and other tools necessary for negotiation. None of them are useful. Jade is really like being in prison here. She is so thirsty that she almost drinks enough water.

If it weren't for her professional ethics, she would have given up long ago.