SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 328 - 328 326 Progressive Anomaly_1

Chapter 328: Chapter 326 Progressive Anomaly_1 Chapter 328: Chapter 326 Progressive Anomaly_1 “Ugh, whatever, send me today’s tasks. I’ll see which one to start with.”

Colin waved his hand dismissively and took his seat without giving it much thought.

Hu Zheng, on the other hand, hurriedly delivered the report that had been prepared a few days earlier.

After casually accepting it, Colin leaned back in his boss chair, casually placing his feet on the desk, browsing through the contents in his hands as if reclining in a deck chair.

In the rustling sounds…

Colin roughly understood the nearby situation and also got a clear picture of these people.

Among the dozen or so Fate Propellers, there were two or three who had joined the company not long ago, and the matters to be dealt with this time were mainly their assignments.

“…according to higher-ups, someone else would handle it even if I didn’t go, so why bother? Oh, I forgot, I still need to accumulate merits. Just pick an easy one, give it a shot, and that should do…”

Colin pursed his lips, flipping through the pages one by one.

He wasn’t afraid of doing tasks; he was wary of accidentally triggering something that could complicate the situation significantly.

After all, he had once fallen victim to an incident.

As he flipped through the pages, a group of male and female Fate Propellers couldn’t help but size up Colin.

“Is this really…the status and demeanor expected of someone of that rank?”

One female Fate Propeller whispered, not with malice but out of sheer bewilderment.

They had heard roughly upon arrival that the person they were supposed to, well, follow, was a powerful expert with at least a Seventh Level strength.

They had imagined it would be either a Divine Strike with a stiff countenance and unpredictable emotions or a Fate Propeller who looked around thirty but quite elderly…

To their surprise, it was a somewhat slim-looking young man.

From him, there was none of that indescribable eeriness that usually radiated from such important figures…

If it weren’t for Qin Chuan and others’ attitudes, they might have only considered him a good-looking guy who was just an average Joe.

“It shouldn’t be a problem…look at Brother Hu, he was at my level just a while ago, and now he’s jumped straight to Fourth Level. Plus, it seems like he’ll move up again soon. Once he reaches Fifth Level, he’ll start handling things on his own.”

“Insider gossip says that this guy might be even beyond Seventh Level…”

“Seventh Level? Are you joking? A relative of mine’s boss said that in a previous mishap, this guy single-handedly repelled a highly dangerous Deep Sea God and held off tens of thousands from Different Races, forcing them to retreat back into the sea.”

“At least Level Nine!”

“Are your sources reliable?”

“…Kid, don’t worry about if it’s true or not, just tell me if you believe it or not.”

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“Deep Sea God? Talking about the ‘Father of the Sea’? When have I ever done something like that? They retreated on their own, not because of me…”

Colin heard all the whispered conversations around him, but he wasn’t particularly concerned about these things; he just internally scoffed a bit.

And then, after going through the dozen or so documents, he picked one out.

The title of the document was “An Anomaly in a Murder Mystery Game Room.”

An F-Level routine Sunday task required him to resolve the anomaly within, and that would be considered completion.

Compared to other freelance workers at a typical company, the biggest advantage of official personnel was that they didn’t work alone; they could mobilize far more resources than he could back in the day.

As for the murder mystery game room, someone had already entered to investigate. Besides needing to follow some rules…

Actually, the problem wasn’t too big.

Basically, one could say that when those people actually started to act, they could easily clear the stage.

‘The officials really value their employees joining in, huh? The protection is much stricter than I imagined, aside from that stupid experiment. Overall, they haven’t really let them take many risks.’

‘But that makes sense, the officials are still waiting for them to earn points so they can buy more Gene Compensation Medicine…’

Colin’s thoughts whirled as he flipped through a few more documents, finally deciding to start with the scripted murder game.

“Let’s just do this one first, arrange it, and start acting immediately.”

“Got it.” Qin Chuan quickly took over, rushing out to arrange for a vehicle and so on.

While he was busy, Colin also sat up straight, began to discreetly check his own equipment, and made full preparations to avoid an accident—

Giving his personal experience, accidents were rather easy to come by.

If there were no surprises, he might actually feel a bit unaccustomed right now.

Another ten minutes or so passed, and Colin and others arrived at the site of the anomaly, a factory located on the outskirts of the town.

These factories had been abandoned, but with the rise of scripted murder games and the like, they had been rented out at low prices to be renovated into venues specifically for scripted murder game players.

“Just realized the word ‘scripted’… I hope it’s not related to that thing, hope it’s just me being paranoid.”

Colin’s gaze swept across, noticing some of the scene setups, recognizing that this crew had put in some effort.

However, at this moment, due to the abnormal event, a security cordon had already been set up.

Colin looked beyond them, and, led by his intuition, his eyes were drawn to the second floor of one of the factories, then his nostrils twitched, smelling some restive scents.

The report mentioned that the owner of this folklore-horror themed murder game copy had, for a high price, purchased some odd statues such as ox-headed and horse-faced night-roaming deities, originally intended to add to the atmosphere.

It turned out that those things were the “real deal.”

This resulted in several employees being controlled into servants, continuously using the internet to lure people into trying…

“Abnormalities have really kept up with the times,” Colin couldn’t help but remark to himself. It was then that Qin Chuan approached, accompanied by another man in his thirties.

This man had a certain unique rigidity on his face, and through this feature, Colin could basically confirm he was a “Divine Strike”…

However, because he was only Fifth Level, the effect on him was not severe.

“Mr. Lin, here are some of the taboos of this place. Please take a look. Currently, as long as we act according to the rules listed here, even if we enter and move around, we will not be too affected…” the man handed over a document.

Colin nodded, took it, and glanced at it:

“Great Temple Museum rules: 1. Do not make direct gaze into the eyes of the statues; if you notice they are looking at you, you must divert your gaze. 2. The exhibits are just exhibits, there’s nothing weird here, no need to worry. If you find something wrong, please contact the Administrator…”

About a dozen such rules seemed somewhat interesting.

Moreover, compared to other incidents that easily resulted in death, the anomaly here was actually somewhat “friendly.” Other than the members of the scripted game crew, other players who came here were not harmed.

Only after playing and going back, they generally exhibited signs of mental exhaustion over the next two or three days, some even falling seriously ill and being hospitalized, staying in the ICU for a few days.

But overall, these were all minor injuries.

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