SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 235 - 235 235 What a Joke_1

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The train car trembled incessantly, as if experiencing a minor earthquake, or as if it was being continuously charged by some horrifying and invisible force…

The passengers inside could clearly feel the disgusting stench of decay intensifying.

The anomalies within the city seemed to be infiltrating the train car, and under their unseen influence, everyone felt an indescribable dryness all over their bodies, like rusting gears, their thoughts also struggled to remain coherent…

“What a joke!”

Colin’s condition was somewhat better than the others, but not by much.

Braving that hair-raising gaze from the city, a burst of air exploded from Colin’s body, followed by the roaring eruption of dancing flames that nearly enveloped the entire train car.

These flames did not ignite anything, nor did they bring much pressure to the passengers, but they significantly eased the strange presence that had penetrated the car from the city.

The only discomfort was a feeling of suffocation, as if there wasn’t enough oxygen…

But compared to that putrid stench, the current situation was somewhat more bearable.

“This damn train, it always goes to such bleak places.”

Colin complained in his heart, while flames continued to surge from his body, blowing his clothes to flutter as if a fire blanket was crawling to every corner of the car, eventually wrapping the entire train car within it.

Colin vaguely felt that his fire had actually ignited something…

And as those things gradually burned to nothing, everyone’s condition significantly improved.

Having dealt with the initial problems inside the car, Colin looked through the wall of flames to the outside, feeling relieved that those things currently had no intention of boarding the train…

“Come to think of it, it seems that the anomalies at each station never get on board?”

Colin recalled past incidents.

The anomalies mostly stayed outside the door, possibly affecting the passengers within the car, but in most cases, they did not actively enter the train.

It’s unknown whether they didn’t board because they couldn’t or for some other reason…

However, there wasn’t much time to ponder, as the train’s stopping time had arrived.

Ding, ding, ding~

The crisp sound of bells almost connected into one, and after it persisted for a few seconds and stopped, the doors automatically closed, and the scenery outside the window slowly started to move backward.

Within the clatter of sounds…

Gray-white mist began to reappear outside the window.

The mist was rapidly becoming denser…

And before the image completely vanished, Colin could still see that those things kept their gaze fixed on them.

However, it was just staring at them, with no further action…

A few dozen seconds later, the scene outside the window was completely swallowed by the thick fog, and the train resumed its normal speed. Only then did Colin breathe a sigh of relief.

Generally, by this point, it usually meant that everything was resolved, or rather, the biggest trouble was over.

But just then, cries suddenly came from the other cars…

“Damn, forgot about the other cars…”

Colin rushed towards the back, and then saw in the second car, out of the more than fifty people arranged there, about seven or eight children hung their heads like broken puppets, their complexions deathly pale, devoid of the breath of life.

‘There’s no other corrupt aura on their bodies, so they probably won’t turn into corpses or anything…’

After confirming this, Colin shouted “Don’t move for now,” and with a stern face, continued towards the subsequent cars.

If it were just dead bodies, he had seen plenty, and although not pleasant, it didn’t shock him too much.

Quickly, in less than three minutes, Colin ascertained the number of deaths.

One hundred forty-four people…

Except for the first carriage, which fared slightly better with his presence, casualties of varying degrees occurred in the other carriages; some people had died.

Clearly, fate had not granted them any extra favor for escaping from the Seventh Box Garden World.

Just the first stop had seen so many deaths…

“Sigh…”

Although Colin was accustomed to life and death, such accidental fatalities still made him feel uncomfortable.

After taking a deep breath, he first took out the “Slave to Money,” then pulled out five hundred-yuan bills from his pocket and summoned five “Money Slaves.”

“Go, move all the bodies out and gather them in the vacant carriage ahead…”

Upon receiving the command, the “Money Slaves” began their action.

Afterward, Colin took a look at the living; the majority of them were in poor condition, their movements somewhat stiff, likely after-effects…

But on closer inspection, the problems didn’t seem too severe.

“Thanks…” Xia Liufang’s voice came through.

Colin glanced at her and continued speaking comfortingly, “You don’t have to blame yourself, this clearly has nothing to do with you…”

Xia Liufang was well aware that if not for Colin’s intervention, their fate might not have been much better.

And seeing Colin stare blankly at the piled-up corpses as if feeling slightly remorseful, she couldn’t help but speak up.

“It’s nothing… I was just thinking about how to deal with the bodies.”

Colin’s gaze returned to the stack of corpses in the front carriage.

Over a hundred bodies were neatly arranged, mostly children just over ten years old, piled up there like a mountain of corpses, each with a peaceful expression, yet it was still visually striking.

The people were dead, and the bodies had to be dealt with.

Otherwise, if there were any traces left, it could be rather troublesome…

“Burn them? No…” Qin Chuan interjected, but before anyone could reply, he shook his head, dismissing his own idea.

Setting aside whether they could be completely incinerated, the thick smoke from burning the bodies would also be problematic to handle.

“If all else fails, we can open the doors and throw them out; extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures, and morality can be put aside for the moment…” Hu Zheng spoke up.

“The doors can only be opened when the train stops; at other times they won’t open. However, disposing of the bodies after a stop might not be a good thing, as it could attract other things.”

To be honest, Colin didn’t have many methods for dealing with the bodies.

Keeping them on the train worried him about corpse transformation or other incidents occurring, especially given the train itself had its fair share of issues. Throwing them out might also attract trouble…

Of course, there was no telling when the next stop would be.

This wretched train sometimes arrived at the next station within an hour, and at other times, it could take over a dozen hours to reach the next stop…

If time were to drag on a bit, say a few hours, the bodies’ muscles would relax, and effluents would seep out. Even if the doors were to be closed, the other carriages would likely suffer…

After all, these dividing doors were not the fully sealing type.

Pursing his lips, Colin reached into the “Storage Room” and fished around, pulling out a monocle. He pinched the top and bottom of the glass, brought it to his left eye socket, and looked at the pile of bodies.

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