"It's useless. Qinggang has already lost."
In Qinggang Main City, in the northern district, there was a deserted, heavily guarded Research Institute.
The first Old Captain of the Sea Nation was being held in a small, tightly sealed room.
Apart from the heavy iron door, the entire room was made of ten-centimeter-thick layers of lead and poured concrete.
The middle layer was reinforced glass.
The airtight structure and the tiny ventilation fan made the room unbearably oppressive.
This was a room for imprisoning ability users. Although the Old Captain was not one, he received the same treatment.
Looking exhausted, he sat across from a long table. Shackles bound his hands, an ability suppressor was fastened around his neck, and glaring light shone onto his face, making it look not only tired but also gray and pale, as if his life force were almost spent.
The IV that had been sustaining his life had already been removed, but he had been given an additional injection of adrenaline.
Everyone knew that he did not have much time left, but they could not let him die before they had asked all the necessary questions.
The Old Captain had not resisted any of this. Even during the interrogation earlier, he had cooperated fully, unwilling to let an ability user forcibly control his mind and make him surrender everything without dignity. He had told them everything he could say and everything he knew.
However, he did not show the dejection of someone whose cause was lost.
Whenever he opened his eyes, they were cloudy, yet filled with the confidence of someone who had everything under control.
"When dealing with these ability users, the only thing you can do is prepare for everything in advance."
"These ability users can alter people's memories, perceptions, and even minds,