Bern Island.
Core Laboratory.
The dim lighting was provided by only a few incandescent lamps shedding a dark red glow, which fell upon the circular stage in the center of the glass room.
In the middle of the stage sat a golden-furred Maine Cat, its head raised and pupils closed.
Surrounding the stage were ten Third Rank Spirit Masters, both hands pressed on the edge of the transfer board, continually outputting Spiritual Particles. Their complexions gradually turned paler as they did so.
A massive flow of Spiritual Particles converged towards the center of the stage, pouring into the body of the Maine Cat.
"Lord Bern, this won't do," a subordinate approached the tall and thin man, speaking respectfully, "This is already the fourth batch of people, and the Spiritual Pressure is still not enough."
