Chapter 1080: Industrial Head Shaving Machine

"Too cunning, owner of the village... This is not an entrance at all, this is a trap!" Gangbao mourned his flying hair for a moment, then went back to check it carefully, and lamented, "What we saw It's all just an illusion. Between this entrance and the factory, there is a messy space crack. Whoever enters will die, owner!"

Gangbao shook his head repeatedly: "Too cunning, too cunning! Thinking of my well-known number one scout Gangbao in the Exile Era, I almost lost my life at night. It's terrible, terrible."

"Forget it, you two come back first, and I'll think of another way." Zhuang Buyuan said and withdrew from Orion's identity.

In the manor, Zhuang Buyuan frowned and paced.

How could a small, broken factory be so strict?

Zhuang Buyuan was puzzled.

"If I guess correctly, this shouldn't be an ordinary factory." Indigo said, "This should be a nail outpost."

"Nail Outpost?" Zhuang Buyuan was stunned, "How is it different from an ordinary factory?"

In the entire manor, the person who knows the most about the factory owner is probably Indigo.

Before he died, he had fought against countless factory owners and killed countless factory owners.

After his death, he was transformed by the factory owners and lived as a puppet. He had contact with and was driven by countless factory owners.

Although this is tragic for Indigo, it is a good thing for Zhuang Buyuan. This is what is called basing one's own happiness on the tragedy of others.

He has probably seen more factories than Zhuang Buyuan has ever heard of.

"The Nail Outpost, as the name suggests, is like a thorn in the manor owner's side and a thorn in his flesh."

In the battle between the factory owners and the estate owners, the factory owners have always been the more aggressive and the attacking party.

Once the factory owners tear up the space of the manor, the two sides will start a tug-of-war near the rift. The manor owners often occupy the advantageous location, making it difficult for the factory owners to move forward.

At this time, factory owners found a special tactic.

After tearing apart the manor, they will quietly build an "outpost" into the manor. This is actually a familiar path for the Industrial Party, which was originally bred from within the manor.

Not all manors are "digital" like Zhuang Buyuan's manor. The "outpost" that has been covered up by layers is like a cancer nailed into the interior of the manor, quietly developing and accumulating strength until the time is right, and it can be opened immediately. The steel gate is attacked from both inside and outside...

"It's so insidious." Zhuang Buyuan was dumbfounded.

"This was just an early use. Later I heard that the factory owners came up with all kinds of tricks, such as self-destructing sentries, poisonous cloud sentries, and later there was a sentry that could directly disturb the space inside the manor and destroy the factory. The main body was pulled into the manor. Your giant whale manor should have been breached in this way."

Zhuang Buyuan was stunned when he heard this.

Sure enough, any war can inspire endless creativity, and no one should be underestimated.

"These sentries, in order to hide themselves inside the manor, can be said to go to any lengths. Once they are sealed, it is almost impossible to be discovered. Even if they are discovered, there are various means to ensure that they are not invaded."

"For example, giving me a Mediterranean hairstyle?" Zhuang Buyuan thought of Gangbao's head and couldn't help but laugh.

Okabao has always shown himself with a handsome mustache.

Now he has become a greasy uncle.

That face is so handsome and charming, and that Mediterranean hairstyle is so funny.

The contrast in the middle made Zhuang Buyuan burst out laughing when he thought about it.

Indigo looked at him quietly.

Zhuang Buyuan gradually stopped laughing. He thought of a lot from Indigo's words.

If the "Gate of Industry" is a "nail outpost", why will this nail be driven into the earth?

In addition to opening the "Steel Gate", what else can this "Nail Outpost" do?

This is simply terrifying to think about.

"No! We can't just sit there and wait for death."

On the space carrier, Bohei was lying in the small cabin.

Although this mothership is large, there are also many people on board. Except for Orion, everyone else's offices and bedrooms are very small.

As an unwelcome "prisoner", Bohei has even less space.

While he was huddled in the corner, worrying about success and failure in his mind, a member of the Guards knocked on the door suddenly: "Come out! The Prophet wants to see you!"

Bohe shivered and walked out of the room. He was pushed and came to Orion. He saw Orion staring at a ring in the cave in a daze, then he grabbed a stone nearby and threw it in.

With a "click", the stone as big as the mouth of a bowl was suddenly cut into two halves as it approached the ring. One half fell to the ground, and the other half was drawn into the inside of the ring.

Inside the ring, there seemed to be layers upon layers of invisible sharp teeth that ground the stone into powder. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared again, and was swept away somewhere unknown.

This looks like a ring at the entrance, but in fact it is a chaotic space flow, and whoever enters will die.

One can imagine how desperate the original manor owners were when they finally opened the entrance to the outpost and then discovered that what they opened was just a death trap.

"First... Lord Prophet, you call me?" Bohei said cautiously.

"Yes." Orion nodded and waved to the guards.

The two members of the Guards immediately lifted Bohei up, threw him back, and shrugged forward, about to throw Bohei into the ring.

"Wait! Don't! Help!" Bohei shouted, "Master Prophet, what are you going to do? Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Orion said coldly: "Since they have closed the entrance, I can only find a way to force them to open it. Didn't you say that the leader of the Industrial Gate is your grandfather? Now either he loses his grandson, or the entrance is opened."

"Wait! Wait!" Bohei was so frightened that he lost his mind. "No, you misunderstood. That old bastard doesn't care about me at all, let alone like me. It's useless for you to do this..."

"It doesn't matter, there's no use keeping you anyway, you still look upset..." Orion waved his hand again, and the two guards waved their hands forward, and Bohei flew straight towards the entrance.

"No..." Bohei screamed, "I have a way! I have a way!"

With a "click" sound, Bo Hei felt a chill on his forehead, his body fell straight down, and the world was spinning around him: "I'm dead, I'm dead, my head flew away..."

After a while, he realized that he was not dead...

"I'm not dead?"

He found himself being carried by one of Orion's hands, with his head still well on his head.

"Do you have any idea?" Orion asked.

"I...I have a way...but...can you let me down first?"

As soon as Orion let go, Bohei rolled on the ground, struggled to get up, patted his clothes, and then touched his head.

"I... you might as well let me die!"

Gangbao stood next to him, smiling happily and applauding happily.