SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 113 - 113 113 Events prior to November 3. _1

Chapter 113: Chapter 113 Events prior to November 3. _1 Chapter 113: Chapter 113 Events prior to November 3. _1 The next day, at three in the morning.

Colin opened his eyes in bed, sat up, yawned, and first took a sniff. Besides smelling something that suggested a pigeon had perched by the window and left a dropping, he made no special discoveries.

After that, he pulled out the parchment and looked at it.

At this very moment, the four people in the discussion group had already devised several action plans for “Passionate Paradise”.

Colin glanced over them briefly and, gosh, each plan started with a “royal flush” — first use the “Book of Fate: Fragment” to scout ahead and test the dangers of the copy.

Then, it’s about what kind of people they might encounter and how to deal with them…

In the most extreme case, they could consider using three “Book of Fate: Fragments” in a row to directly trigger “The Dice of Probability” and take a gamble.

No need to think about the outcome; just trying would be death.

However, setting aside the “royal flush” at the beginning, Colin thought their analysis of various possibilities did have some unique insights.

Right now, those guys were discussing the “playboy’s secret manual” of “Don’t take the initiative, don’t refuse, don’t take responsibility”.

After all, the two words “Passionate” in “Passionate Paradise” suggested there were quite a few interpretations.

“Without breaking the discussion for twenty-some hours, we also relied on compensatory agents to change our bodies; otherwise, we might have died suddenly even before getting in…”

Colin murmured to himself, looked for a while longer, then suddenly jumped into the conversation and said, “The plans are pretty good, it’s just, based on some intel I’ve gathered, if you really go ahead like this, most of you will probably die once you’re in.”

As the message was sent out, the discussion group, which had been somewhat quiet, suddenly erupted again.

“Miss Nell’s Dog”: What do you mean? Everyone will die?

“Loafing Immortal”: Why is that?

“Soul Lock Warden”: Brother Shunzi, does this mean… is there some inside information?

“Wandering Speedy Lad”: Brother Shunzi, don’t hesitate to be more explicit…

Clearly, Colin’s words were like a bucket of cold water poured on their heads, sending them into panic all at once.

Seeing this, Colin didn’t hold back and quickly drafted a message to send in.

“From what I know, this Out-of-Control Copy was initially created by Bonfire Company to deal with some special existence. As for what that is, maybe some people with connections can figure it out without me saying, so it’s not important…”

Not important? How is it not important? You might as well explain clearly what it is, and how does it relate to our dead-end situation, Shunzi, focus on the essentials for God’s sake!!!

As the few people anxiously awaited, Colin sent the next message.

“Here comes the crucial part, the purpose behind its creation was to train employees’ self-will. Therefore, the key to conquering this copy lies in relying solely on oneself, not on any items that could affect one’s mental state, so preparing mental items and drugs is the wrong choice…”

“Of course, another key point is that this Out-of-Control Copy conflicts with a certain item, so you absolutely must not use this item once inside…”

With this, Colin paused, and the employees, seeing the next part not appearing, were almost itching with frustration — if we can’t use what item, just spit it out!

They hated those who spoke in half-truths the most!

They felt like rushing through the parchment to give that guy a whack on the head.

But Colin didn’t leave them hanging for long and quickly sent another message.

“The name of this item is ‘Book of Fate: Fragment.’ Once you use it, it will trigger extremely severe consequences that you all are definitely not able to bear. This point was also mentioned in the mission prompt, only it was erased due to some reasons.”

What?! We can’t use the “Book of Fate: Fragment”?

Upon reading the message, a mix of disbelief and sudden clarity arose in everyone’s heart, as if they understood a lot more in an instant.

In fact, they had guessed as much, but were never certain…

After all, if the guess turned out wrong, it would be like cutting off their own arm, the strongest and most robust one at that.

And even when Colin spoke of the matter with certainty, they still weren’t quite sure.

“Miss Nell’s Dog”: Wait a second? We can’t rely on external objects?! Then what, did I take medicine for nothing?

“Wandering Speedy Lad”: Holy shit, were my estrogen pills taken in vain?

“Loafing Immortal”: @Unnamed123456, is your source reliable? Where did you get this information from?

“Soul Lock Warden”: Right, do you have any evidence to back up what you’re saying?

“Unnamed123456”: I can’t prove anything to you guys like you want. All I can tell you is the copy is about cooperative adventuring and not competition… As for the rest, all you have to do is think about why I’ve survived multiple descents from the “Advent Project.”

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After sending this message, Colin wanted to release information about a few special items as well, but after some thought, he decided against it.

Because he figured that this bunch would probably check his “household register.”

As someone slightly famous within the company, the messages he posted recently would still be searchable.

Discovering information on their own would be more credible to them than just being told directly.

However, what Colin didn’t expect was…

In the next few days, the developments among this group seemed a bit off.

Colin had thought that his maneuvers would convince them, but while they believed him, they didn’t believe him entirely.

The group knew he might truly have internal channels, but they doubted whether what he revealed was the whole truth…

After all, without absolute proof, the possibility of Colin deliberately sending them to their deaths wasn’t low.

But as much as they doubted, what if—Brother Shunzi really did have good intentions?

After pondering for a while, someone, confused by the possibilities of truth and lies, couldn’t help but feel perplexed: It’s unclear, really unclear…

Suddenly, things became more complicated.

This matter concerned their very lives, and they had to be extra cautious with any choices they made.

No one wanted to be blindly deceived into death, and they were no exception.

Then, Colin saw that for the five-person copy, there were more than a dozen discussion subgroups, some with four people, some with three, some with just two…

It was only at this moment that Colin realized that these four individuals discussing mutual help with great enthusiasm in the group…

Didn’t agree on everything, each harboring their own doubts and calculations.

“You guys really— don’t have as much cunning as a girls’ dormitory…”

Colin, seeing that “Wandering Speedy Lad” and “Soul Lock Warden” had sent invites to a three-person discussion group, couldn’t help but raise his hand to rub his forehead.

Without even thinking, he knew that the two excluded individuals were likely their “suspects.”

“Damn, there’s a seismic drill going on outside, and you guys are also having a drill of seeking enemies in the void, huh…”

Colin sighed heavily. After several rounds, he was becoming a bit neurotic; to keep his composure, he simply decided to ignore these messages from now on.

He had done what he could, and for the rest—whatever will be, will be. He’s done playing server!

Time passed by slowly, and after two more drills, the day that they had all been obsessing over, November 3rd, finally arrived.

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