SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 301 - 301 299 There Are Two Types of People I Colin

Chapter 301: Chapter 299: There Are Two Types of People I, Colin, Hate the Most in My Life!_1 Chapter 301: Chapter 299: There Are Two Types of People I, Colin, Hate the Most in My Life!_1 “It’s almost as fast as the speed I achieve by pushing the submarine with my own strength single-handedly, impressive, impressive…”

In Tina’s embrace, Colin lamented. He had nearly collapsed maintaining that speed for just a few minutes, yet these fishmen seemed to be speeding up even after ten-plus minutes.

However, no matter how intense the water currents, they seemed to have no effect on him.

That unique bubble seemed to possess the capability for oxygen exchange; he had been breathing for so long without feeling any stuffiness.

Colin comfortably leaned his head back… Hiss!

At that moment, he realized that the pursuer with the aura of the “Crimson Abyss” seemed to be catching up again, determined not to give up until they did.

“Was it just a minor conflict and then I used a few ‘Book of Fate: Fragment’ and accidentally saw something? Do they really need to chase like this? They’re really not giving up…”

Colin sighed inwardly, feeling there might be some other purpose for that thing chasing them.

After all, many high-level life forms in these “Other Worlds” were quite familiar with “Bonfire Company,” and most of them were not particularly friendly upon encountering “Bonfire Company.”

The likely reason was that they had all been oppressed by the company before, and now they wanted revenge.

But what did those problems of the past have to do with him? Colin for one was not willing to take the blame for that.

The queen of the “Sea Siren,” wielding her magic wand as the spearhead, seemed to have noticed something too. The gemstone on the wand flickered with radiant light, and they increased their swimming speed once more.

After thinking it over, Colin also decided to lend a hand and reached into the Storage Room.

When the conditions felt just about right, he let one of the Arsonist’s bombs fall out.

The extremely tiny Nano Intellectual Mechanism attached to the electronic components could detonate the bomb that was imbued with both science and mysticism without the need for pressing a button.

Although such a thing was definitely not fatal to a high-level life form.

It could certainly disrupt their chasing speed for a moment…

And once their chase was disrupted, the likelihood of them catching up again would be slim.

Afterward, Colin contemplated and had the Little Maid inside him notify the Arsonist to throw out whatever explosive things he had in his pocket.

Despite being underwater and at high speed, the “Nano Intellectual Mechanism” was somewhat inconvenient to operate.

But before, Colin had injected each person with a pound of Nano Intellectual Mechanism, so communication wasn’t an issue.

Soon, the Arsonist received the message. He wanted to say that in this situation, it was unrealistic to throw any bombs—like a land mine would detonate immediately due to the water pressure upon being taken out.

It’s uncertain whether the enemy would be affected, but it was likely that he himself would end up battered and bruised.

However, at that moment, an idea struck him, and he let loose several mine-like triggered bombs from the Storage Room, each the size of a thumbnail and smooth on the surface.

These devices were originally set to be smashed on the ground and then, after a dozen or so seconds, to explode upon contact.

In their current high-speed flow, there was no need to worry about hitting the ground; just releasing them into the current would suffice. However, due to their small size, they only contained about a hundred grams of explosives each.

About the same as a standard grenade, enough for humans, but not quite for monsters.

But Brother Shunzi only asked him to use them to hinder something for a while, so scattering thirty of them should be of some use.

“It’s a pity, that little amount is probably useless.”

Colin’s thoughts were the opposite of the Arsonist’s. Having faced something comparable in strength to a “Level 1 Containment Subject,” he knew these devices were not so effective, amounting to no more than leaves blown against their pursuer.

However, he also knew the capability of the Arsonist required preparation; in such sudden situations, they were powerless, but with preparation, he could convert many things into explosives.

Given the right conditions and enough time, Colin had no doubt the other could create a super “Starfish” capable of destroying a city in the shortest possible time.

“I just don’t know what this person actually does in real life, his knowledge is exceptionally solid and vast, and he has a strong Talent for making explosives. If I could find his real identity, and if he’s not officially employed, maybe I could bring him over to the Tongliao Dragon Farm to learn a thing or two. If he’s an official, then see if I can get him transferred to my side.”

A flurry of thoughts passed by in an instant.

But Colin didn’t have much time to think further, as a surge suddenly came from behind—the bomb with at least 1T of TNT equivalent had been detonated!

“The breath of the Crimson Abyss also broke off at this moment, left behind.”

“Looks like we shook them off this time, after all, it’s all about racing with props,” Colin said.

Colin let out a slight sigh of relief. If they were caught, the mermaids here would probably suffer heavy casualties, and he guessed his own group would likely be wiped out as well.

Finally, after advancing for almost an hour with the followers in pursuit, the team began to slow down.

Apart from the queen, the tails of the other ‘Sea Sirens’ started to shrink and appeared more like those of ordinary mermaids.

It seemed that this state was not permanent for them.

Through the murky dark green seawater ahead, Colin and his companions could see a small floating island with a structure resembling a honeycomb, swarming with many ‘Sea Sirens’.

Upon reaching Water Island, the ‘Sea Siren’ queen glanced at Colin, then turned to Tina, “Come find me after you’ve finished your business.”

Afterward, the queen left with the other mermaids.

Only eleven mermaids rescued by Colin and his people remained.

“We’re here,” Tina said as she gently placed Colin down, pointing ahead. Then with eyes gleaming with a golden light, she looked at Colin, “This is one of our homes.”

She paused for a moment, her eyes seemingly filled with a kind of yearning, “I’ll take you to find a place to stay, you can settle down there for now.”

‘A home? It seems there must be more than one, which makes sense,’ Colin thought.

Given their hostile attitude towards other humans, and how humans regarded them, it would be unrealistic to bring them silently to their main base without a word.

At this moment, facing an invitation from Tina, Colin prepared to shake his head in refusal.

He needed to find a place to spread his faith…

But just then, Colin suddenly noticed that the number of “initial believers” on his mission list had jumped by one hundred and ten.

Not one more, not one less.

“Could it be…?” Colin looked up, a realization dawning on him as he met the gaze of the large mermaid in front of him and noticed that her look seemed a bit off.

No, it seemed likely that all eleven ‘Sea Sirens’ had some intention of becoming believers.

If it was indeed as he suspected, then…

Why go anywhere else?

Where else would preaching not be preaching? Besides, each believer here is worth ten!

“That’s right, my thinking was rigid. There is no requirement that believers must be human, and even if there were, mermaids are also people. How could I assume mermaids aren’t human? I can’t indulge in racial discrimination or exclusivism!” Colin thought.

The two kinds of people Colin hated most in his life were racists and __ people.

However, speaking of which, he wondered how the Bonfire Company calculated “believers.” Tina and her mermaids clearly weren’t believers, yet they were still classified as such.

To say they were “believers” was perhaps more to do with the fact that they had a profound connection with them because he had saved them.

Shaking his head without overthinking it, Colin accepted Tina’s invitation—

Whether or not they’re believers, if the company says they are, then they must be.

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