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Chapter 1155

Out in the snowy expanse, another foreman who had fled his post was racing to another mining camp.

"Hurry, I need to see your boss!"

"Nash, you're a mess. Did you bolt from a calamity?" the local foreman teased.

The two mining camps were close neighbors, and the workers were familiar with each other
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