"The elevator goes up!" said the administrator.

Then a huge bell rang and began to operate the roulette on a bright red table, and the elevator slowly started.

Below, the iron tip of the Zuan Tower and the green glass dome of the cultivation tower were shining brightly in the glimmer of light. The whistleblower made a buzzing sound, and then carried the weight of steel and glass, slowly descending along the three thick longitudinal rails, and a ball of steam emerged from the exhaust hole at the top.

Most passengers were flying in the cabin, away from the cold outside, but in the spacious outside, Britz could hear more clearly the sound of mechanical parts choking each other while the lift was running, and the soft sound of steam released, which slowly rose with it.

Britz will never admit that it was stuck outside the cabin to save money.

A gutter boxer held his son, and the little boy looked at Britz out the window in surprise.

Britz blinked at him, and then he opened his mouth wide in surprise and hid behind his father.

"At the station ahead, exhale the station, and passengers heading to the Glimmer Bar and Starfire Alley get off here." The elevator slowed down while the administrator reported the station.

"Sir Caitlyn, I'm going to get off at the exhalation station later. I'll say to you first and see you later."

Geno planned to go to Xinghuo Lane to investigate the scene, but he didn't want Caitlin to follow him. To be honest, the longer he stayed with Caitlin, the easier it would be to be exposed.

"What does it mean? Didn't you mean to go back to Picheng together? Have you made new discoveries? Don't even think of taking my back to act secretly!"

Caitlin frowned and questioned Geno while following him, for fear that he would throw her off as he got out of the car.

"You have to work on duty tomorrow, so you'd better go back and take a shower and go to bed."

Geno turned his head and avoided Caitlin's gaze, his eyes fell on Britz outside the cabin, and he could vaguely hear it humming his own tune.

It is worth sighing! Robots can also have creative talent and artistic taste!

I don't know how it hears the wonderful melody from the screaming operation. Perhaps the machine can better understand the movement of the machine, and Britz has its own ideas.

"It doesn't matter whether you sleep or not, just have a cup of coffee."

"If you don't rest enough, you will become ugly... Do you know what beauty sleep is?"

Geno changed his opinion. Generally speaking, women care a lot about their appearance.

"So what? What's up to me?"

Caitlin didn't get into the oil and salt, and seemed to feel that her appearance limit was very high and she could squander at will, but she didn't know that she was already an old woman who was about to reach the age of three.

"..." Geno was silent, thinking about a new way. If it really didn't work, he sent her back to Piltwolf and then found an opportunity to sneak back. Fortunately, he was not short of money.

Suddenly, Britz slapped the glass, and the rhythm was rapid, as if he wanted to convey some message to the people in the cabin.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp loud noise penetrated through the glass and reached the threaded groove in the cabin and was stuck. The iron frame of the cabin made a sharp and terrifying friction sound, and the elevator tightly jammed the three support rails.

The cabin was full of chaos, screams were endless, the buttons on the operating panel failed, and even the administrator had no choice.

Geno looked at the platform outside the window and wanted to break the glass and jump out with one of the few people, but was afraid that this would break the short-term balance and cause the elevator to fall.

The entire weight of the screaming machine fell on the bent columns. The cabin was seriously inclined, the metal structure could not bear the weight, and the rivets at the joint were collapsing one by one.

Caitlin fell, but she grabbed the hole in the grid floor in time, so that she did not roll down and hit the glass wall diagonally below. Geno grabbed the handrail with one hand and lifted her up with the other, until she grabbed the handrail with her firm grasp and let go.

"Sure enough, something happened! The lift was smashed from this height, and no one could live except you."

Caitlin moved the rifle she was carrying behind. Even if the situation was urgent just now, she would not let go of the gun in her hand.

"It's all your fault for being a crow's mouth, I can only save one."

Geno shouted loudly, if not, the other party couldn't hear clearly as the crowd screamed.

"who?!"

During the violent sway, Caitlin had not finished speaking, the entire elevator fell down.

In the cabin, passengers screamed and grabbed the nearest handrail while falling.

It's a completely different scream.

Outside the cabin, Britz tried to stop the lift from falling.

It held the platform at the bottom of the cabin with one hand, and a stream of steam ejected from behind, and the other hand stretched out toward the three longitudinal rails, but the mist on the surface of the track was too slippery, so Britz missed.

It tried twice and failed.

Geno asked Caitlin to hold herself tightly, ready to give up these passersby and break out of the window.

He could only save one person, which was a choice that was decided after a fierce ideological struggle.

This situation is not useful even if Gana comes. She is close to her now and can't hold on to the giant whistle elevator.

Britz lifted the engine restrictions, and under overclocking operation, a large amount of steam ejected from its valves, and in its eyes, time slowed down...

Inside the cabin, the steampunk gangsters grasped the crossbar firmly, and the beetle flew out along the open window.

The gutter boxer hugged his child tightly and pressed against the window glass, which cracked under their weight.

The little boy suddenly rolled out, and he barely grabbed the iron frame on the edge with his fingers, and finally slid down helplessly.

Britz was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and grabbed the little boy into his hand in the air and stuffed it into his stomach.

It fired its arms again towards the support longitudinal rail upwards. This time its hand touched the solid metal and made a clanging sound, locking the longitudinal rail.

The heavy cabin was still falling, forcibly stretching Britz's other hand. In the violent bumps, Britz's arm trembled and almost reached the critical line of deformation, and the elevator finally stopped falling freely.

The situation is still critical...

The suddenly stopped lift was still shaking, and Britz was still hanging in mid-air, and now only Britz's arms were supported.

The metal plates laminated on the surface of Britz's body made a low and weak moan under the pull of weight, and it used all its strength to tighten various parts of the body.

If he falls, the screaming machine will fall with him, full of passengers.

Geno temporarily changed his decision. In order to minimize the vibration, he asked Caitlin to use his gun to punch a hole in the glass wall, and then he smashed the glass piece by piece with his crystal fist.

The falling glass passed through the crowd diagonally below, causing an uproar.

"Britz! Hold on and wait until I can rescue everyone."

"Received!" Britz responded to Geno with a whistle.

Geno shouted, picked up Caitlin and threw it to the platform three meters away from the cliff. With the blessing of Hex's energy, he threw Caitlin out of five meters away, and the smoke and dust rolled on the ground, causing the other party to give a sad look.

Then he grabbed one passerby after another and threw it all onto the platform, regardless of whether he got off at this station: a gutter boxer, a punk gangster, a little girl, a gardener, a musician, an administrator, an innocent shadow rabbit...

Finally, it was himself.

After the cabin personnel cleared, Britz released his right hand holding the elevator chassis and hung his single arm on the longitudinal rail. He watched the screaming elevator sink into the foggy haze and disappeared, and he had only time to say:

"Goodbye... old friends. They... will fix it... yours. May you... get rid of your illness as soon as possible. Then... I will come again... listen to your singing."
Chapter completed!