SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 331 - 331 329 I Will Take Care of Your Wife Do Not

Chapter 331: Chapter 329: I Will Take Care of Your Wife, Do Not Worry_1 Chapter 331: Chapter 329: I Will Take Care of Your Wife, Do Not Worry_1 This person, who asked to be called “Mister Weirdo,” didn’t have complete language skills, but the general meaning of what he said was pretty clear.

“So it really is a follow-up to today’s events…”

Colin wasn’t surprised, but what surprised him was… this was an anomaly!

He had been through a lot, encountered all kinds of things, right?

Anomalies fleeing because they’d been exposed weren’t common, but not inconceivable. However, he’d never encountered one that had fled into a bandit’s den and was about to be chopped in half…

“Are all the people in this group really anomalies?”

Colin suddenly felt doubtful, it seemed a bit unreal.

And at this point, after hearing his description, others uniformly responded: no rescue possible, you can wait to restart after death.

“But I have a pretty good physique, and I have a wife, if I die, what will she do…” Mister Weirdo was getting anxious, his language skills going haywire, clearly not willing to give up just yet.

The other members of the group offered little comfort, typing things like “Thy wife, I shall care for, fret not,” “Give up this body and start over,” and “Try harder on your own,” indicating their helplessness to intervene.

The few who wanted to help, after seeing his description, were not willing to take the risk.

“Now is a time of trouble, the pressure from the officials is too intense, they’re telling us not to act rashly…” They also had their reasons.

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“Tsk, still worried about his wife? Interesting. But these kinsmen seem pretty cold-blooded. Maybe it’s because their race has means of rebirth, so they’re not afraid?”

After thinking for a moment, Colin took the initiative to ask for his location: “Give me the exact path you’ve taken, I’ll see if I can find a way to help you, create a chance for you to escape…”

The company’s mission had said, if possible, they could try to make contact with them.

Colin also felt the need to truly understand what was going on with these guys.

“Okay, okay, @Mr. Digital, I will message you privately…”

Mister Weirdo, seeing someone willing to save him, was immediately overjoyed.

Before long, Colin received the complete action path from him. After encountering problems in the role-play group, he hastily fled, first taking a plane to the border, then leaving by bus through a local fixer.

Everything had gone smoothly until he realized the bus was headed to Bei Mian, not Bangkok.

“These humans really have no respect for rules!”

Mister Weirdo complained to Colin. If he hadn’t hidden a few mobile phones in his belly, he wouldn’t have been able to send any messages this time.

“That’s really unlucky…”

Colin hadn’t expected such a strange turn of events.

“‘Mr. Digital,’ you must save me. In at most a week or two, they’re going to… There’s r coming, I can’t tell you anymore.” Mister Weirdo was in such a hurry that he made several typing errors.

“Okay, okay, don’t worry…”

Colin sent a message back, but got no response.

However, just at that moment, another person sent him a message, “Mister Kun.”

“While I know your intentions are good, be cautious. Recently, for some reason, the pressure from the officials is great. ‘Mr. C’ has ordered that even in death, we must not reveal our identities or use those powers…”

The increased pressure from the officials must have something to do with the “world barriers” being under attack, right? But who is Mr. C? He seems to have a lot of influence in this race… Colin was curious, but still replied:

He ended the conversation and put down his phone.

Colin looked thoughtful, and after a few seconds, couldn’t help but remark, “The diversity of the human species has become richer,” before calling Qin Chuan, planning to have them handle the matter.

In his current position, he didn’t need to personally undertake such tasks.

At the moment, Qin Chuan was puzzled, yet did not delay. Even late at night, he dutifully submitted the issue to his superiors.

By the next day, Xia Liufang and Hu Zheng were the ones running around instead of Qin Chuan.

“They move fast…”

Colin muttered, knowing roughly that this guy had headed out early in the morning with a few officials, taking a plane to their destination.

In the following days, besides clearing various tasks, there were no other incidents.

The only issue was on Qin Chuan’s side—they had thought it would be a quick job to find the person, but unexpectedly, Mister Weirdo had been tied up and put on a plane to South America the same night he finished talking to Colin…

Having no other choice, Qin Chuan led his team to follow suite.

Besides that, no other incidents occurred…

Colin enjoyed the rare quiet moment.

Not until after December 15th did he return to Base No. 5.

This time, the security along the way was much more relaxed towards him.

After walking a distance, Colin encountered Fate Propeller, Xu Duojin, an Eighth Level employee under Old Master Wu who looked middle-aged, but was actually only in his thirties.

Knowing Colin’s straightforward nature, Xu Duojin did not beat around the bush, instead saying simply and directly: “Everything is prepared. They are all locked up in a large containment chamber; we’re just waiting for you.”

“Alright.”

Colin nodded, then followed Xu Duojin to the large containment chamber he spoke of.

Fifty white containers of varying sizes were imprisoned there—these were anomalies the officials had selected as not overly dangerous, but with complex mechanisms, very troublesome and hard to destroy.

‘It seems the officials are still wary of the company, not daring to trade those of the highest threat level right away.’

Colin’s gaze swept over a few of them, most of which he did not consider to be very threatening, and he had heard that the officials contained some horrors that were “not to be heard, spoken of, or looked upon.”

But those were not on the current trade list.

Without giving it much thought, Colin pulled back his mind and turned to Xu Duojin:

“Now, have everyone withdraw, I’ll be fine on my own here.”

“And those… special items, if they go out of control, they might act immediately…”

Xu Duojin glanced at a special containment unit sealed with transparent glass. Inside was a constantly changing painting with someone sitting in front of it—

This object required constant supervision; otherwise, within a minute, creatures resembling, but not, dogs, would crawl out of it…

Moreover, people had to be switched out every hour on the hour; any longer, and the person would disappear.

Apart from that, there were many other items that required constant suppression…

“No problem.”

As he spoke, Colin flicked a glass bottle from his right hand and, before it landed, raised his right hand to his side, flicking his thumb across his middle finger.

With a “pop,” a burst of flames erupted from the bottle.

A fiery ball akin to a Little Sun rose in the hall.

The intense heat radiated across the large containment chamber, striking all anomalous entities…

“With me here, they won’t dare lose control today.”

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