Naia woke up that morning and wondered what to do about those slaves.
Although it was dark, she had seen a lot of them: children, old people, and foreigners. They were probably sold through human trafficking and kidnappings.
Could she really leave them like that? She wasn't a saint, but that would definitely weigh on her conscience a bit.
In the end, she decided to stay one more day.
She spent the daylight buying more stones and selling a few more, though she purposely chose another sector far away from where she was the previous day.
By the afternoon, her total assets had reached nearly a hundred million danas, which should be able to buy her a huge amount of supplies. Only then was she satisfied.
Last night, before activating the fireworks, she placed one of the local air tags she bought in the airport inside one of the vans the slave owners used. More accurately, she placed it inside the seating.
