Woo woo——
The armored train slowly entered the station, and the workers of the Eighth Construction Bureau of the Underground City cursed as they knew they had to toil, scrambling up from the ground to start work.
"Get to work, get to work——hey, where's your safety officer? Put on your vest, wear your helmet, wear your helmet! I've said it several times, you need to wear a helmet to start work! Anyone not wearing a helmet will be fined."
"The new supplies have arrived, hurry up and unload! President David Lyn has ordered that the 21st phase of the Underground City must be delivered by the end of the year; if we don't finish, Lord Entropy will crush us, and we'll all die!"
"Is anyone around? Our drone central system has malfunctioned. Get some people over here, the logistics port is about to explode!"
"A worker at Port No. 2 fell into a pit!"
"Move the stuff first, we don't have enough hands…"
Toil, busyness, danger.
