You then entered in a factory that's below robot city, as there was millions of sweepers going at the factory, you entered in. There also was menacing music from John Powell, within bits of fallen outmode bots, turned into new metal ingots. madam gasket: Alright! Break time. The bots stopped. Alright break time's over! Chop chop! She laughed as the robots went back to work, groaning in annoyence.