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Chapter Five - The Godd Beneath The Cloak

Mullok sat there, waiting impaitiently, He was anxious to get started, but the train would'nt arrive at the facility for another 5 hours, and Veluant Trains wern't first class like Feeco Trains, but FeeCo trains did'nt go to the area Mullok was headed.

The train slowed down towards a huge factory, easily twice as big as RuptureFarms, but it was in the middle of nowhere, except for the giant objects that used to be trees, and got so polluted they turned into huge brown spikes.

Finally he had arrived, and now he could get down to buisness. He was escorted to Liggon - the boss of the huge factory that was Velaunt Werkz. His plan was to buy the factory, and if he did, not only would he own RuptureFarms and Velaunt Werkz, but he'd also be in charge of soulstorm brewery and the other necrum facilities (except of course slig barracks), beneath his stupid cheesy cloak, he'd be a god, worked his way to the top and wouldn't come back down, if this happened, Oddworld would die forever.

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Meanwhile, Alf had rolled away into a bush, and the sligs walked right past him, but they had seized the peaceful Mudokon villagers and taken them to rupturefarms, they were going to be mudokon pops, and alf had to stop this.