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"The textile mill is here, the textile mill is here, get off quick!" The ticket seller roared at the top of his lungs from inside the train carriage.,Tuòruo trudged with her luggage from the back of the car to the doorstep, the foul smell inside disappearing. Tuòruo couldn't help but take a deep breath, feeling as if she had finally survived.,The old man stared at Du Ruo for a few seconds, then muttered with a thoughtful expression:。