SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 219 - 219 219 The Former Half Administrator _1

Chapter 219: Chapter 219: The Former Half “Administrator” _1 Chapter 219: Chapter 219: The Former Half “Administrator” _1 Boom boom boom!

Countless bolts of lightning, in an instant, swallowed Colin’s tiny figure whole.

In this process, he didn’t even have time to use “Time Stasis.”

“It’s over…”

Colin froze, his vision only managing to catch a glimpse of the descending white light before he lost all consciousness.

He didn’t know how much time had passed, but the roaring sound in his ears gradually faded away.

It was like a dream…

Colin felt a rare sense of relief in his spirit and couldn’t help stretching his body, but he just started to extend his limbs when he abruptly stopped—

Huh?

Colin abruptly opened his eyes to find himself still standing in the same place, surrounded by a thick fog carrying the scent of the ocean.

At that moment, feeling something, he turned around and saw a vague, massive silhouette of a deep-sea creature projecting a terrifying oppressive aura and mystery from the fog in that direction.

Seeing It, Colin was first stunned, then felt fear, followed by the memories from before the lightning strike flooding back into his mind.

Emotions filled his heart; he didn’t know what to say at first, stuck for a moment, until he finally forced a word out of his throat.

“Fuck!”

“I’m actually not dead?”

Colin quickly checked himself and found that not only was he unharmed after the lightning strike, but his condition had actually improved.

Could it be that he actually had some legendary physique, perfectly capable of absorbing lightning, the natural nemesis of the creature before him?

Or was it that in his moment of despair, his microcosm exploded, awakening some power within him?

Or… did Miss Bunny or someone else come to his aid?

In just a few seconds, Colin’s mind bubbled like water boiling in a pot, somewhat chaotic.

“Wait, my body does feel better, but my brain seems a bit off, my thoughts are uncontrollable…”

Colin pressed his forehead, trying to reign in the runaway thoughts in his brain, after all, there was still such a colossal being before him.

He needed to get out of Its range now!

The moment he thought this, he reached into his pocket to use “Force – Repulsive Force,” but his expression changed when he found nothing.

“Are you looking for this?”

A majestic and expansive voice echoed in his mind, one not of human language, yet it was directly understood.

Then, Colin’s breath caught sharply as he saw the fearsome deep-sea leviathan extend a tendril which curled around four things: “Force – Repulsive Force,” “Time Stasis,” “The False Powerhouse,” “Bone Spur made from an unknown woman’s bones.”

These items were his trump cards, but now they were in the enemy’s hands!

However, when Colin’s mind went blank and he couldn’t think of what to do, that tendril casually flicked, tossing the items at his feet as if they were trash:

“In order to deal with the ‘0-9’ in your body without damaging these things, I picked them up along the way. Also, I’m not interested in your items. But they are severely damaged; you should find an opportunity to repair them.”

“Uh, thanks…”

Colin awkwardly picked up the items, checked them, and when he found no problems, he exhaled in relief.

Immediately after, he couldn’t help but feel puzzled as he looked up at the colossal being, not quite clear about the attitude of the creature before him.

But before he could continue his pondering, the voice of the terrifying creature echoed in his mind once again.

“Why, when ‘No. 7 Box Garden World’ went out of control, did ‘Bonfire Campsite’ send a little thing like you, instead of deploying a powerful ‘Corps’ or someone of B+ Level or higher?”

“And you don’t even have Level C Clearance, but why does ‘0-9’ exist inside you, when the minimum clearance required to deploy this dreadful thing should be C+ Level? And I remember it shouldn’t be directly connected to the original; that thing on you… it directly contacts the original…”

“Why does ‘0-9’ feel almost out of control to me? What happened outside?”

“Why can’t I feel the main part of ‘Bonfire Campsite’ anymore…”

Big guy, bombarding me with so many whys like this is kind of dropping your own dignity!

Colin was bewildered by the questions, but very quickly, he gleaned many insights from these inquiries.

‘Wait a second, No. 7 Box Garden World? It actually knows about the Box Garden Worlds?’

Colin felt a moment of astonishment in his heart, but immediately thought that this place seemed to be intended for dealing with Them, so knowing about it appeared normal.

What the other party had said also made him realize that the lightning hadn’t struck him, but rather the “0-9 Hunger” within him.

Now that he felt for it, he discovered that the entity seemed to have quieted down.

It wasn’t emerging and demanding to eat anymore.

After considering, before asking this imposing entity that exuded a terrible oppression yet actually started conversations with “why, why,” and seemed to be losing its cool, why any further, Colin said:

“I wasn’t sent in here. I was doing a task when someone betrayed me, and I was accidentally dragged into this…”

At this moment, since they could communicate amicably, he naturally wouldn’t attempt to use force.

After all, the world wasn’t just about fighting and killing; there were human interactions and worldly affairs to consider as well.

“Dragged in here?”

The giant, distorted figure that looked terrifying – the “Mother of the Sea” – seemed to be stunned for a moment, countless tentacles rising from His body, casually deflecting the attacks of two shelters while responding:

“I’ve forgotten that the ‘Administrator’ here seemed to have defected dozens, or perhaps over a hundred years ago.”

However, as He spoke, He seemed to recall something:

“No, it might not be defection. Something else could have happened outside, and he may no longer be himself. But specifically, I do not know because I agreed to help that person to maintain order in ‘No. 7 Box Garden World’ for a period of eight hundred years before I could regain my freedom. During that period, I haven’t left…

“Afterwards, I dedicated my power to maintaining the seals on those dangerous ‘Level 1 Containment Subjects’ and have been in a muddled state ever since…”

“The last time I was conscious, it was the ‘Administrator’ who contacted me, but I didn’t expect him to utilize his subordinates to backstab me directly.

“They stripped me of my Divinity to break the mechanisms here, and ultimately they left…

“Speaking of which, the person they used for the ceremony seems similar to you…”

Uh, that’s a pot I’m not willing to carry.

Colin pursed his lips, intending to speak, but heard the other party say, “Although I know that person was a fool, a puppet cultivated specially for the ceremony by the other side, the deed was still done by you.

“You have to fulfill one of my requests and take it back to the real universe to find a suitable place to hatch it.”

An egg, one size larger than Colin and inscribed with numerous pale blue patterns, flew towards him, shrinking in the process, and before Colin had the chance to refuse, it burrowed into his mind.

It seemed as if a Deep Sea Egg had been added to his mind…

“Don’t worry, it won’t affect you much in the short term. Just find a suitable place to hatch it.”

“And if I don’t find a suitable place for a long time?”

“I don’t know, but I suppose it would absorb you…”

“You…”

Colin, feeling the enormous pressure emanating from that vast body, ultimately said nothing, and he also picked up on the underlying meaning—the other party would send them away.

“Wait, why don’t you just leave this place yourself and find somewhere to hatch it?”

“I can no longer leave…”

The emotions of the colossal sea creature seemed to carry a helplessness, “That person deceived me. Too many dangerous things have been thrown into this world. Just suppressing Them has consumed too much of my strength; I’ve spent these eight hundred years in a stupor…

“Now, with not much time left until the eight hundred years are up, I’ve finally come to my senses, to find that I’ve already lost my Divinity, my self rotting away inexorably…

“If it weren’t for that thing resurrecting me, I couldn’t even be talking to you right now…

“But it all ends here.

“I can feel it, I am dying, and unless I retrieve my Divinity, nothing can be avoided…”

Uh, that’s kind of tragic, like a worker who’s slaved away at 007 for most of his life, finally manages to buy a house, but then suddenly dies of overwork right as he steps out the door…

Colin didn’t offer to help the other retrieve His Divinity because it was beyond his ability.

Secondly, what the other had said differed somewhat from the information he had received from the “Dawn’s Light Foundation.”

No, it could be said to be miles apart.

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