SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 137 - 137 137 The Weirdness in the Heavy Rain_1

Chapter 137: Chapter 137: The Weirdness in the Heavy Rain_1 Chapter 137: Chapter 137: The Weirdness in the Heavy Rain_1 On the streets shrouded in a thin mist, the sound of crying had already emerged nearby, at some unknown time.

It loomed all around…

Sometimes distant, sometimes close, sending chills down one’s spine.

It was at this moment that Dog Brother suddenly thought of something, recalling the last cries of Money Slave before his death…

Those cries, they were very similar to the sounds in the curtain of rain!

“Damn it! That Money Slave must have been contaminated by ‘Rainwater’!”

Listening to the cries, Dog Brother immediately thought of this.

After all, the reason Money Slave wasn’t wearing a raincoat was because Brother Shunzi planned to test what would happen if one got rained on after entering…

The experiment obviously couldn’t be done on a normal person, so the task naturally fell to Money Slave.

That one just now was likely the result of getting rained on.

“There’s no time to take off the ring, whoever can, take Brother Shunzi on your back, we need to find a safe place without rain to hide for a bit, something is coming,” said Dog Brother as he pulled out a pitch-black dagger from his pocket and began moving in a random direction.

The company hadn’t told them where to go after they entered, only assigning them an investigative task.

So they had no choice but to find a way to complete the task on their own.

“I got it!”

Having said that, Loafing Immortal pulled out a yellow talisman from his pocket, on which were written two characters in special strokes—

Great strength.

He wrapped the talisman around his wrist and instantly felt a surge of power emanating from the talisman paper, flowing into all his limbs and invigorating his entire body.

Without further thought, he hoisted the standing Colin onto his shoulder.

But as they were preparing to move, they suddenly saw a figure in a black raincoat appear from the end of the street up ahead.

Dog Brother planted the dagger in his left hand, scanning the creature with a glance—

“It’s not human, avoid it!”

With that, he chose another direction, and the rest quickly followed.

The team formed a triangle, with Loafing Immortal carrying Colin in the middle, Dog Brother leading, and on the left and right sides, one fisherman and one beep beep…

The figure in the black raincoat moved slowly, just walking at a steady pace.

It wasn’t long before they were left far behind by the group.

And the bizarre crying sound also slowly faded from their ears.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief to some extent.

“Where’s a safe place?” Loafing Immortal adjusted Colin’s position on his body and then asked.

“Not sure, let’s look around.”

Dog Brother took a deep breath, activating the power of the dagger and affixing it to his eyes to look around.

Although it seemed they had temporarily escaped the humanoid monster, the fog around them had become denser without them noticing when it started.

Their visible world was limited to where their flashlights reached; beyond that, it was pitch black, and they could see nothing at all.

Even using the special dagger, his vision was extremely limited.

“In the buildings nearby, there’s at least one monster in each, and the feeling of their strength doesn’t seem weaker than the one we encountered in Loafing Immortal’s home. They must all be out-of-control individuals from ‘Passionate Paradise’.”

Dog Brother spoke as he walked, glancing back at Colin, then a hint of disappointment flashed as he turned his gaze away.

He couldn’t figure out why, but Colin still hadn’t woken up…

If Colin were to wake up, they could simply choose any house, burst in, and seize it for shelter.

But with Colin still unconscious, they could only leave it to fate.

The only consolation now was that these raincoats, enchanted by the ‘Script Book,’ were indeed special; so far, they hadn’t been touched by a single drop of rain.

Furthermore, after entering, the progress of their investigation task kept increasing—whether they moved, breathed, or looked around, it all added to the progress…

With a bit of luck, they should be able to complete it within a day or two if they found a safe place.

However, before the group could find a place, the eerie cries suddenly resurfaced in front of them a few minutes later.

[At a corner, it appears once again before you.]

As this message appeared, everyone’s eyelids twitched and they saw a familiar figure in a black raincoat walking out from the corner of the street ahead.

Although there was only one person, the cries from all around made them feel as if they were surrounded.

“Here we go again!”

Dog Brother’s breath hitched, with no intention whatsoever of confronting the situation head-on. He looked around, preparing to dash to the left.

But before he could make a decision, he suddenly saw the “Narrator” appear again.

[After careful consideration, you decided to head towards the left path because it seemed the least dangerous, and there might even be a chance to find a safe place and encounter other survivors. So, you did just that and successfully found a safe zone, and then…]

“To the right!”

Remembering the afternoon’s hint, Dog Brother didn’t wait for the “Narrator” to continue their chatter and led the group to break through to the right—

Anyway, they couldn’t follow the “Narrator’s” script.

As they moved, Dog Brother summoned several Four-Armed Citizens to guard everyone, ready to deal with any sudden accidents.

The Four-Armed Citizens could exist in a non-corporeal form, so they didn’t have to worry about getting wet in the rain.

Soon, the eerie howling was left behind them again…

Yet, within ten minutes, before they had a chance to catch their breath, lines of text appeared on their retinas once more.

[In the curtain of rain, trying to escape clearly wasn’t realistic; soon, you heard the crying sound close to your ear, and then you saw, on the street not far away, that figure appeared again, encountering you unexpectedly.]

Right as this description appeared, they once more heard the sound of crying close by.

The figure in the black raincoat appeared again…

“Stall if we can, just until Brother Shunzi wakes up—everything will be better then.”

Continuing their escape, Dog Brother led the group on, but after a short while and not having gone very far, they saw another figure slowly emerge from around the corner up ahead in the flashlight’s beam.

Dog Brother felt his scalp tingle and came to a stop, lifting his flashlight to shine it behind them, where two figures in raincoats approached.

Pincered from front and back!

The sinister figures silently continued their approach, imposing a heavy sense of oppression on the group.

“What do we do?”

“Get ready, we’ll find a direction to break through in a moment, but wait—wait for that ‘Narrator’ to speak first…”

Dog Brother looked serious; he was beginning to figure out how to deal with the “Narrator.”

This thing could only set up one scenario for them in a short period, and each time it would only arrange one or two, at most three, key points. They just had to do the opposite…

[After some thought, you decided to break through in the direction of four o’clock from where you stand now, as it seemed the easiest. After getting close to those monsters, you’d attack first…]

“Break through in the direction of twelve o’clock…”

Dog Brother glanced that way and saw a total of three silent figures walking on the street, two more than elsewhere.

However, it shouldn’t be too much of a problem.

Having said that, Dog Brother grabbed his dagger with his right hand and twisted it with force, feeling a burst of extreme pleasure exploding from his hand.

He couldn’t help but let out an enticing moan.

Following that, his body became semi-transparent, as if shrouded by a black veil.

“Let’s go! Get close, then attack.”

No sooner had he spoken, than he dashed out towards them.

As the distance closed to less than ten meters, Dog Brother was ready to command the Four-Armed Citizens to strike and tear apart the figures on the road ahead…

But all of a sudden, watching the figures walking with bowed heads, oblivious to their approach, he had an epiphany—

They had been misled by the “Narrator”; it seemed these creatures hadn’t actually noticed them!

“Don’t attack!”

Dog Brother urgently spoke out, but it was already too late; the sound of crashing thunder rang out beside him.

A bolt of lightning tore through the dense curtain of rain, striking a humanoid entity clad in a black raincoat.

In an instant, all the figures, who had been moving with bowed heads through the rain, looked up and turned their gazes toward them.

“Trouble…”

As everyone looked on, they felt their scalps tingle and their hearts sink to the abyss.

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