"They haven't changed their ways. They're doing things like they did in the past."
Certain images flashed in Atlas's mind.
A distant past.
Back then, they cared nothing for the situation. They'd all assumed it was just some popular drug that was making the rounds of the market.
They all had more important matters to tend to.
Why would any of them waste time on things that others could handle?
Such thinking was likely what had led to their past failures. Had they realized the importance of stopping the so-called drugs from spreading across the world, perhaps things would've turned out differently.
"I've heard multiple reports of the same thing happening. I've also checked the material, and it's indeed the same thing."
Atlas continued to speak to the chained figure.
And yet—
"....."
There was no response at all.
He remained quiet, his gaze focused on the floor.
Atlas paid this no mind as he continued to speak.
