Three groups of people had gathered at Zoe Pierce's home early in the morning.
Director Quinn had also rushed over after finishing his work.
After he had been knocking for a while, Zoe Pierce used the central controls, saw him on the security monitor at the main gate, and opened the door, directing him straight to the Psionic Training Room.
Inside the Psionic Training Room.
Zoe Pierce's ten fingers flew across the console as she continuously recorded data.
Her pretty face was a mask of concentration, her eyes carefully watching the Omega before her, who was doing their utmost to exhaust the reserves of their spirit sea.
"I need you to channel your spirit sea into the instrument, as fast as you can." The moment Director Quinn walked in, he heard Zoe Pierce speak, her eyes fixed on the apparatus, not even looking up.
