SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 210 - 210 210 Blood Debt Must Be Tasted with Blood

Chapter 210: Chapter 210: Blood Debt Must Be Tasted with Blood! _1 Chapter 210: Chapter 210: Blood Debt Must Be Tasted with Blood! _1 “This is our institute’s second director, Director Chen Guang, and I am the director’s assistant. These here are accompanying researchers, Lü Guang, Huo Jinxiang…”

A person clad in a heavy-duty protective suit moved forward to introduce the group to Colin and his people.

However, aside from the deputy director and the assistant whose protective suits were a bit more lavish and bulkier, equipped with some personalized gear, there was really no obvious distinction between them and the rest.

Each individual looked about a meter and twenty at the very least, resembling elongated, oval-shaped balls with legs.

And among this group of people, the man wearing the golden mask and the female representative were present as well.

“Hello, Director Chen Guang…” As the captain of the team, or at least the apparent captain, Qin Chuan stepped forward, greeted the other party with a genial smile, but he did not extend a hand for a handshake.

In the post-disaster world, handshakes had all but disappeared.

Qin Chuan also refrained from saying things like ‘I’ve long admired your name’ or ‘first time meeting you’—what if in this “future” it wasn’t the first time they had met? That would complicate matters…

“Heh.” Director Chen Guang, enshrouded in a heavy protective suit, looking like an oval tin can with long legs, chuckled sarcastically, “Impressive, impressive. To have survived that incident with so many of your people alive.”

There seems to be a tinge of hostility…not just Qin Chuan, even Colin and the rest could sense something off in the tone.

“Wait a minute…”

The man with the golden mask suddenly chimed in with a synthesized mechanical voice, chuckling, “Director Chen Guang, let’s set aside some personal matters for now. The current situation endangers the future of humanity. I can’t say that the past is the past, but we need to prioritize…”

As he spoke, he couldn’t help but inwardly sneer at having to deal with this stubborn old man, foreseeing complications in today’s negotiations…

“223, there’s no need for you to rush in playing the good Samaritan. My son, daughter-in-law, and son-in-law died in that battle. I hold no grudges, only pride for them, which symbolizes humanity’s truly limitless potential…”

No grudges? Your resentment seems sky-high… The face behind the 223 mask pursed his lips, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, yet still plastered a chuckle on his face to dismiss the issue and prevent any trouble from arising.

“Alright, let’s not dwell on it any further,” said Deputy Director Chen Guang before turning to address Qin Chuan. “Let us now discuss the specifics of this matter.”

“Of course!” Qin Chuan nodded without letting the previous exchange sour his disposition.

Soon, Colin and the others came to understand the specific purpose of their visit. The other party began by asking about the internal defenses of the “Hague Research Institute,” but such details were beyond anybody there to accurately answer.

However, at that moment, the female representative from the Dawn’s Light Foundation spoke up, stating that these matters had been discussed previously and the relevant documents would be handed over later, temporarily deferring the topic.

Then came negotiation over the distribution of benefits after the expulsion of the ocean “affiliates,” an area in which Qin Chuan, Colin, and their people exhibited a grand disposition—after all, it was not theirs to claim, so making a perfunctory effort for appearance’s sake sufficed, manifesting an attitude of indifference typical of someone bargaining with assets they did not own.

Ultimately, almost two hours later, this impromptu meeting came to an end. Watching the rotund members of the “Human Dawn Research Association” depart, Colin and his group let out a sigh of relief.

“Alright, in about 27 hours, we will begin our operation. Adjust your schedules accordingly, and if you need to resupply with any special ammunition or equipment, let us know,” said the man with the golden mask before leaving the place.

“Weird, why do I get the feeling that these people from the Dawn Foundation have suddenly become so amenable?”

Once seated, Qin Chuan threw a yellow talisman on the ground to create a soundproof barrier, then said, “If not for them, today’s conversation might have gone awry.”

On many occasions, it was clear they were smoothing things over, which otherwise could have become quite troublesome.

“Is there a possibility that we’ve been exposed already? Maybe for some reason, they just haven’t pierced the veil yet?” Colin suggested.

That’s impossible, absolutely impossible… Qin Chuan was about to express this conviction but suddenly fell silent, as the possibility wasn’t so small after all.

“It might not necessarily be that they’ve discovered us, but they definitely sense something is off. They probably want to use us to bypass something at ‘The Hague Shelter,’ hence their attitude. After all, we have been through a mechanical check before; biologically, we are identical to ‘ourselves’ in this world,” Xia Liufang suddenly interjected, her insights surpassing Qin Chuan’s—having grown up in a secret base, she knew much more.

Following her speculation, they probably knew there was a good chance their presence had been detected; they just didn’t know to what extent…

“Anyway, if nothing unexpected happens, they have to wait until everything is over before they make a move. We need to make some preparations in case we get stabbed in the back later on…” Qin Chuan analyzed based on the available intelligence.

“Right, at the very least, we have supporters behind us…” Hu Zheng from the official Fate Propeller continued.

“We have supporters backing us up? Who are they? Wait, you mean…”

Qin Chuan was initially startled, but then quickly realized the other party was referring to the Bonfire Company supporters who had always been giving them “buffs.”

From their perspective, their previous escape from the Fishmen’s attack was entirely due to the other party’s intervention; they just didn’t understand why he kept staying hidden instead of showing himself…

Looking at it from Colin’s point of view, however, his emotions were a bit more complex.

Nonetheless, everyone didn’t rely too much on having “supporters behind them,” but tried to take as many precautions as possible on their own.

It was during their discussion that the man wearing the Golden Mask, after having made arrangements for people from the Human Future Research Institute, said to the woman beside him with a puzzled expression, “Have you noticed anything strange about Director Chen Guang?”

“Hmm, according to the information I have, his reaction, at least in eight aspects, seems…”

“Wait, I get what you’re saying. Are you trying to say you also think something is off?”

“Yes, I…”

“Aside from his mindset, there doesn’t seem to be any other issues; he might just be trying to come out.”

The man with the Golden Mask shook his head; he hadn’t even tried to eavesdrop on that group because it was impossible.

To avoid eavesdropping, every resident of the shelter had their own set of methods. It was because Colin and the other “outsiders” were unfamiliar with the local rules that they fell into the pit.

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At that time, in another resettlement residence, Deputy Director Chen Guang was seated with a group of smaller “cans.”

Rather than speaking directly, they communicated by reading the flickering “dark spots” above the heads of each other’s cans.

Assistant to the Director: “Director Chen, what we can be sure of is that there’s something off about this group. But I’ve cross-referenced their biological gene sampling backups and, aside from some discrepancies in their limbs, everything else matches perfectly, which is strange…”

The others agreed, feeling the situation was bizarre.

Deputy Director Chen Guang: “Since the biological sampling is accurate, then there’s no issue. They are who they are, they can’t be someone else. Sometimes appearances can deceive you, voices can deceive you, but data won’t…”

He paused for a moment, then added more content: “Regardless, as long as they are successfully recognized by the ‘material’ of The Hague Shelter, it shouldn’t be a big problem. Only then can we prevent a tragedy from happening in time… we must prioritize the greater good. If that damn Deity dares to resurrect, then we’ll just have to kill it again!”

“I understand!” the Assistant to the Director responded solemnly.

Unlike the people from Dawn’s Light Foundation, they were also direct participants in the original “Deicide Operation.” In that battle, they had nearly been wiped out, losing three directors (who were promoted from deputy directors after the successful operation).

The Director’s son was one of them, but unexpectedly, he managed to suppress his rage…

“Hmm, rest assured, I have confirmed that there is definitely no problem with the people, absolutely no mistakes… You guys also get ready, we are going to act ahead of schedule very soon.”

Deputy Director Chen Guang dismissed everyone and looked at the now-empty hall, his aged face beneath the protective suit silently muttering to himself.

“Of course, there’s no mistake… because this is the ‘will’ left by the great Deep Sea conveyed to me through God Revelation. Its return demands the fresh blood of these people as a guide for revenge. Blood debt will be paid in blood, and my child shall be resurrected from death!”

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