Steel steam and flame

The entire merchant ship was still swaying, and the 100,000 tons of steel failed to remain as stable as it should under the steam-powered lifting device. Even though a silencer system was considered during construction, during the period when the merchant ship was started, huge buzzing noises still penetrated through the metal walls that surrounded them and entered the merchant ship.

The huge body of the airship was slowly rising, and the whistle sounded according to its inherent rhythm. In the control room, the captain of the merchant ship was already familiar with such sailing situations. He was in middle age and drank a glass of wine placed next to his seat. The rocking hull of the ship made the ice cubes in the glass collide with each other to make a crisp sound. .

"Increase the lift, loosen the steam valve, and speed up. We need to break through the storm clouds as soon as possible. Otherwise, the lightning protection system on the ship will be completely scrapped under such natural power." The captain smiled and replied. A bunch of crew members behind him said that they were anxiously looking at the data. Their eyes reflected the lightning that penetrated the sky and the earth outside. They also looked like they were shining, not inferior to the lightning.

This is a captain with a lot of experience.

"Oh, by the way, I also want to tell the passengers not to run around in the hull during this period. The vibration will be much greater when the merchant ship reaches the clouds. If they fall somewhere, we have no control. ." The middle-aged captain continued to issue orders easily, and there were people beside him responding to every instruction.

The merchant ship is very large and is divided into thirteen floors. The top three floors are where the crew and control levels are located. Without the corresponding password cards, they cannot enter and exit freely. The bottom five floors are the warehouse floor and various airship mechanisms. Because it is a merchant ship, there are many more warehouses than those airships built specifically for passengers.

The remaining five floors in the middle are of course reserved for passengers. There are comfortable rooms and a beautiful hall, and there are no shortage of band girls. In the store that comes with the merchant ship, all kinds of items are like a huge walking store. Everything is available, and even the things that shouldn't be found can be found with the power of money. From time to time, dances will be organized by some people in merchant ships. Under the trend of alcohol and warm atmosphere, it is no longer surprising that physical transactions and confusion are staged. After all, the journey is still very long, and they are stuck in something that is almost like an iron can. Although there is a good ventilation system, they still need to find many ways to vent the suppressed emotions in their bodies.

In the merchant airship, in the corridor of a certain passenger floor, the light was no longer cold white, but changed to a warm yellow light, which looked closer to natural light and looked very soft in the eyes.

The corridor still has the same feeling as in other hotels. There is a soft red carpet underneath, and indoor plants are permanently placed on the edge. They are all fresh and were replaced during the time when I stopped at Green Oasis. There is a bit of floral scent in the air, followed by an indescribable smell of steel. It is an intuitive feeling, as if it is transmitted to the nose through the senses of the eyes in some way.

The loudspeaker hidden in the ceiling is playing the message from the radio signal, informing those still in the corridor and hall to return to their rooms as soon as possible. The merchant ship is climbing at an accelerated speed, and violent hull shaking will occur. .

Under the sound of the radio, a young man was staying in front of the store to buy something. The boss inside finally took out the expensive sailing wine from the warehouse, as well as the tall glasses and some food that the young-looking man, probably less than twenty years old, needed. At this time, he was the only one in the store. As the boss, he put these things in the bag one by one and handed them to the man in front of him.

"Dear sir, a total of fifty-three thousand holy coins." He said with a smile on his face, very kindly.

The man in front of him took out the bank card issued by the golden bank and waved it. Under the operation of the enthusiastic boss and the indifferent man, the payment was completed.

"Dear guest, please enjoy the journey. Now is the time when the airship is climbing. Please return to your room as soon as possible." The shop owner reminded the young man enthusiastically. But there was no reply, only the air of indifference floating there. The boss smiled without showing any expression. He was used to this kind of thing.

The young man left the store corridor and walked straight to the elevator. There was no one in the corridor, only lights and the sound of loudspeakers. Except for him, everyone listened to the broadcast and stayed in their rooms.

The air did not seem warmer due to the supply of a little heating. Maybe it was because it was wrapped in a cold steel shell. Pressing the green button in front of the elevator door, it immediately opened its mouth when no one was riding on it.

No matter where the elevator is, the structure and appearance are similar, or almost exactly the same. The young man stepped in with a few steps, thinking about what he wanted to report to his family and the school when he returned this time - because this time in the mission, it could almost be described as a disastrous failure. The mission goal was not completed, and in the end, I even had to cooperate with the target and the others to get rid of the entanglement of the wolves in the military school. It was really a mission that left a deep memory.

He sighed, thinking about the punishment he would most likely face from school when he returned, as well as some punishments issued by his family, and he felt a little irritated. He reached out and pressed the button to close and start the elevator, then pressed the floor he was supposed to go to, and then waited quietly for the protective door to close. The elevator under his feet was also shaking with the merchant ship, but the young man still stood upright. This was something that had penetrated deep into his spinal cord, and it was very likely that he would not be able to change it in the future.

"Dear sir, please wait a moment."

An ordinary man's voice came unexpectedly from the corridor. It was very ordinary, with an apologetic tone in it, but there was nothing special about the voice. It was like seeing a cat and being sure it was a cat. When I heard this voice, the corresponding information naturally appeared in my mind - the owner of the voice was a man and wanted to take my lift up to the tower.

But the young man stood there as still as a stone sculpture, holding a bag full of items in his hands and looking indifferently at the corridor in front of him. A man wearing a white and gray loose dress was running towards here at a faster pace. He was holding the same bag as him, but he also held an exquisite crutch.

They were probably people like him who came to this floor to buy things. The young man guessed, and then heard the voice coming from the loudspeaker. He was so panicked that he wanted to speed up the time and go back to his room. This is normal. Everyone will pay special attention to the instructions on the radio when going to a strange place. It's like being in a hospital, and every word the doctor says can be heard as an order in your ears.

The man in the gray and white dress was unsteady on his feet and kept looking at his feet with his head buried. He was probably afraid that he would fall if his feet were slightly unstable. He almost ran over step by step while holding on to the wall beside the corridor. The white-gray hat on the man's head was a little crooked as he ran, and a trace of his pale blond hair fell down.

The hair quality is good, the young man in the elevator said to himself, but his body still stood there stiffly, motionless. There was still no intention of helping the man in the dress stop the elevator, even if it was as simple as pressing the button again. The protective door in front of them began to close. Whether it was a young man or a man in a formal suit, the vision in their eyes was being compressed smaller and smaller by the closing protective door.

Finally, when the protective door was closed with only a head-sized gap left, the man in the uniform struggled to reach the elevator door with the things in his hand. At least in the eyes of the people standing in the elevator, he looked like he was struggling and panicking. The button was pressed again, and before the protective door could close, he opened his steel mouth again.

The man in the uniform walked in with his head lowered. While breathing heavily, he did not forget to hold his crooked hat.

The young man next to him blew a loud whistle and glanced at the man next to him: "What a lucky day." He was talking about the man in a dress who was still breathing heavily, but he still caught up with the elevator.

"Yes." The man in the dress next to him took another breath, "It's lucky for you, but it's expected for us."

The young man didn't expect that the person next to him would actually reply to his words. Just when he was wondering, something flashed out of the corner of his eye. Without alertness, he didn't have time to see clearly what it was. Then the cold hair on the neck suddenly exploded, and a clear and strong touch from a hand came from the back of the neck.

"Pap!" The extremely clear voice came from behind the young man's ear into his own ears.

His head suddenly became blurry, which was due to the extreme lack of oxygen and blood. The upright body started to collapse like a dilapidated old house shaking.

The young man's body slumped in the elevator, and his pupils that were about to dilate saw the face hidden under the hat, which looked like a clown. The face that turned around looked at himself with a smile, then took a step out of the elevator, taking away the items he bought along the way.

The protective door began to close, but the young man could no longer feel it. His neck was smashed into pieces by the huge force contained in one hand, and all the tissues inside were destroyed, so death found him in less than a second.

The protective door closed, and the elevator began to rise to the corresponding floor in accordance with the dead man's wishes.

In front of the elevator door, there was no one else except a man in a gray-white dress.

"What a day of fun." At this time, the feminine voice echoed briskly in the corridor. The desire gushing out of the man in the dress could no longer be suppressed. His body even trembled slightly at the smell of death in his palms.

"Mr. Cassia, I really want to make that managerial face of yours into a photo that will never be damaged!" This sentence was not spoken, but only echoed crazily in a distorted space.