PTSD

I looked around to see if there was anything in this room other than these glass containers. 

I also checked to see the other containers' touch panels to get more clues. just like the first container I checked out, it said some stuff about muscle fibers and organs. Still, I couldn't find out what exactly they were trying to achieve. 

Luffy still stood there like a petrified statue. 

I flicked my finger, shooting a small and weak wind bullet at him. It hit his forehead at the same exact place where I flicked earlier. 

It woke him up instantly. 

"Wake up, idiot. You know anything about the Gol line?"

"Ah... no... I don't..."

Figures. He's useless when it comes to the shit I want to know. 

I looked around more, and luckily, I found a tablet device. It seems like someone left this here and forgot about it.