As she stepped into the elevator, Elorie took a deep breath.
"What's the matter, are you nervous?" Chen Xuan pressed the button for the branch store.
"Well... a little." The Angel nodded. Although they couldn't protect the core Lucy, she still held a glimmer of hope in her heart—what if the Angel Alliance truly repented? There were still thirty years before the crystal fell, and if they fully committed to preparing for it, at least they could build a few more underground cities to help more people survive.
She didn't dare trust the Alliance too much, yet she hoped she could believe in them. This conflicting mindset left her anxious and apprehensive.
Chen Xuan didn't have that many concerns.
This place was ultimately someone else's world. As the manager, he had done his utmost for the guests; if it didn't work out, it was fate.
The elevator only operated for about five seconds before it stopped.
With a ding, the elevator door slowly slid open.
