SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 136 - 136 136 Colin Falls_1

Chapter 136: Chapter 136 Colin Falls_1 Chapter 136: Chapter 136 Colin Falls_1 At this moment, except for a few areas, the entire “Passionate Paradise” had been enveloped by crimson light.

Among these few areas was the Rain Curtain World, covered by dense dark clouds…

However, as the gaze of that dark red and cold celestial body swept across, crimson light also squeezed into the world beneath the dark clouds.

But once the red light penetrated, it did not last long before being blocked out by the suddenly intense water mist and the eerily writhing black clouds.

Colin, with his head down and eyes closed, felt a heaviness in his body as a line of sight that seemed almost tangible grazed his scalp, causing his brain to bubble and froth like a cola with its cap popped off.

His thoughts were constantly shattered by the dense mass of bubbles, incapable of gathering…

Not only that, but with his fragmented consciousness, he could distinctly sense the emergence of thoughts within him that were not his own.

These thoughts were like a series of new personalities, beginning to tug-of-war with him for control…

“Brother Shunzi, this…”

Dog Brother and the others, standing beside Colin, saw him with his head down, fists clenched, body trembling, and felt a bit at a loss for a moment.

They all had just felt an indescribable terror pass over their heads.

It was only the tiniest, indirect contact, yet they couldn’t help but feel fear beyond any they had known before, realizing their own insignificance compared to it.

Just like a speck of dust in relation to the solar system.

Fortunately, that thing seemed not to have noticed them, probably because they were too weak, and so it didn’t pay them any attention.

“Standing here won’t solve anything, my intuition tells me it’s dangerous to stay here…”

Dog Brother, with a flashlight in hand, looked around. The stores and houses on both sides of the road were tightly shut, pitch dark, as if no one had lived there for a very long time, which was chilling.

In the drizzling rain, the air was chilly and the humidity extremely high, making all the buildings look very old, as if they had been soaked in water for over a decade, many of them showing signs of heavy rust.

And the mist raised by the falling rain made visibility much worse, with seeing a distance of forty to fifty meters already being the limit.

But what made their hearts race the most was the inexplicable crying they kept hearing since entering, which at first had been far away, but after a while, had gotten increasingly closer…

Not just Dog Brother, but “Loafing Immortal,” “Soul Lock Warden,” “Wandering Speedy Lad,” and others all knew clearly that standing here would surely lead to trouble!

“But as for him, what should we do…”

“Loafing Immortal” glanced at the still motionless Colin and the six raincoat-less “Money Slaves” standing by Colin’s side.

The problem was, with the lead brother inactive, they didn’t know what to do next.

There was silence for about fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen seconds.

Dog Brother broke the silence, “Brother Shunzi just saved us, if it weren’t for his warning, we would probably be the ones standing frozen in place right now, so we can’t give up on him…”

Everyone nodded.

“Then, let’s start with that investigation mission…”

Dog Brother raised his hand to straighten the strands of hair falling over his forehead, then spoke.

In the group, his prestige was second only to Colin, after all, he had the most experience and the initial purchase of information with direct payment had earned him some goodwill—

The only embarrassing part was, what they had assumed to be a greasy, overweight home-dweller had turned into a rather pretty “girl” upon entering.

After a pause, Dog Brother continued to add, “And find someone to carry Brother Shunzi…”

“What about that Money Slave, if we get close, it seems to become alert. If we approach Brother Shunzi, we might get attacked…”

“Kill it.”

Dog Brother didn’t hesitate too much, they couldn’t control the Money Slave, so they could only decide to kill it first, then take off the ring of that Money Slave, “Then see who tries to summon another one using the method demonstrated earlier, and let it wear Shunzi.”

“If I’m not mistaken, this accessory shouldn’t have any other side effects or the side effects are not severe.”

Right now, the ownership of the accessory is still with Colin, they can’t see the information even if they get their hands on it, and they don’t know how to use the thing…

But Colin had demonstrated how to use it in front of them before, he remembered it only cost a hundred dollars.

Upon hearing this, the group glanced at each other and nodded their heads—they agreed this was the only method left.

Currently, there are generally three ways to obtain ownership of a Bonfire Company accessory.

First, Colin grants them the item through a gift, trade, or verbally granting permission to use it, else they can’t see the detailed information and they can only grope their way through using it, which could lead to negative effects that could be fatal.

Second, if they have the item in hand for more than a month, they will automatically acquire certain permissions.

Third, they could just kill Colin, making his equipment “explode” on site; everything would become ownerless items, and if not reclaimed, they would be theirs for the taking.

However, if they choose the third option, it would mean the “bundling” situation would instantly collapse, which would not be conducive to the subsequent exploration.

With this in mind, the Warden took out a fishing rod, ready to start fishing for a Money Slave…

But at that moment, the Money Slave wearing six head covers seemed to realize something and turned its head around.

The Warden felt an inexplicable chill on his neck under the gaze from behind the head cover and showed an apologetic smile on his face, picking up the fishing rod, “Sorry buddy, I really have no choice…”

The line at the end of the fishing rod sank into the shadow on the ground, and then above the Money Slave’s head, an unnoticeable shadow appeared.

Within the shadow, a loop trap fell slowly, coming to rest on the Money Slave’s neck…

During this process, the Money Slave seemed to have no resistance at all.

Seeing this, the Warden breathed a sigh of relief, gripped the fishing rod tightly, and with a strong upward tug.

A snapping sound came from the necks of the six Money Slaves; immediately after, the expressions of everyone present changed slightly as they saw the bodies of the six Money Slaves were not lifted, but their heads along with their spines were pulled up by the fishing line, dragging out a bloody spine.

It was like a balloon…

Pop.

The headless bodies collapsed and disintegrated.

“This…”

The Warden was stunned—

The sensation was odd, he didn’t use much force, so why were the heads so easily lifted?

It was as if the heads were not attached to the bodies in the first place.

“Were Money Slaves always like this?” he couldn’t help but ask, but unfortunately, the only one who could answer this question was still standing in place, motionless, with no indication of when he might return to normal.

Meanwhile, the heads hanging in mid-air suddenly emitted a whimpering cry.

Then…

Just like its body, it disintegrated and disappeared like a sandcastle struck by water.

It was at this time that a sudden change occurred.

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