In the medical room of the Mad Beast Institute.
Noland was chained in the central cage, his hollow eyes staring blankly at Su An'an.
"Hold him tight!"
Su An'an pushed Qiuqiu into Night Abyss's arms and slowly approached the cage.
A faint green spiritual power extended like a living thing, seeping into Noland's temples.
The moment she stepped into his sea of consciousness, her pupils contracted violently.
Before her was a wasteland of collapsed data, with black and red fragments scattered about.
She looked closer and saw that the fragments actually formed the outline of a map of the Northern Black Star Slave Market.
Within each fragment echoed the wails of the females who had been sold there.
Su An'an opened her hand, and thousands of spiritual power threads shot out like spider silk.
The instant the shattered map was reassembled, hundreds of dark red points of light connected to form a shocking trafficking network.
