[3. Significant recent memories of these two Alchemy Slaves:]
[...]
(Too gruesome to reveal, hence skipped)
…
Noland Lee skimmed through the manufacturing method of the alchemical slaves, his scalp tingling with horror.
The illegal alchemists of the Black City were treating humans like tools and beasts.
They had installed numerous alchemical items onto the alchemical slaves, such as mechanical arms, tool bags, material packs, water containers, and so on, which was sheer madness.
Its madness rivaled the zeal of the Tatis Empire in its development of biochemical soldiers.
Noland Lee held his breath, closed the panel information of the "Alchemy Slaves," and didn't bother to look at their recent memories.
He tightened his grip on the firearm and began to retreat.
No messages from the system had come regarding any damage inflicted on the alchemist of Black City, indicating that the fellow had been unscathed in the explosion just now.
