SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 332 - 332 330 The Bunny Logistics Troop on the

Chapter 332: Chapter 330: The “Bunny” Logistics Troop on the Train._1 Chapter 332: Chapter 330: The “Bunny” Logistics Troop on the Train._1 A fireball several meters in diameter hovered in midair, radiating a glow that was not scorching to those around it.

But under the radiance of this warmth-inducing light, the originally “noisy” large containment room fell silent, and all signs of anomalies retracted like frightened ostriches…

Colin stood beneath the enormous fireball, as trickles of flame fell from above, clinging to his body, making him resemble a divine being.

‘The grease from that hand, even if diluted tenfold for use with oil, is still very effective…’

Colin looked up at the flames, thinking that if it had been before, maintaining a fireball with a diameter of five meters would be like an ordinary person carrying a weight of several kilograms—not too strenuous, but definitely not too relaxed either…

But with a little added ingredient, controlling such flames almost felt like no pressure at all.

And with this addition, his effective control range over the flames had climbed another large step.

Behind him, Xu Duojin and several senior guards stationed at Base No. 5 watched this scene unfold, inevitably feeling astonished.

Even though the containment subjects present were not of a high level, they were also not to be considered low.

Unexpectedly, merely by releasing his special abilities, he was able to suppress them all…

If it were them, they might have a chance to resolve the situation, but not to suppress it.

However, for some reason, Xu Duojin and the others showed no intention of leaving…

Colin turned to look at them and at this moment, a senior guard from Base No. 5 who was following Xu Duojin stepped forward:

“Mr. Colin, may we have one person stay behind?”

According to the rules, such a situation must be supervised, to prevent Colin from going mad and triggering some other accident.

Although he personally felt the likelihood was not high, a rule was a rule.

Colin didn’t speak immediately, but opened his task to check; it said to work alone as much as possible, but the request was not mandatory.

After pondering for a moment, Colin said, “That’s fine, but if anything unexpected arises, I’m not responsible.”

“No problem…” the senior guard agreed immediately.

“Chang Wei, you stay here. The rest of us will leave now, so as not to disturb Mr. Colin.”

Xu Duojin waved his hand and spoke before the others behind him could, “One person staying is enough, if there are any further issues, I’ll take responsibility.”

These cooperations were essentially negotiated by Old Master Wu; compared to others, he had to care more.

Soon after, with Xu Duojin’s directive, everyone on site exited orderly.

Then, seeing that the situation was suitable, Colin scanned the surroundings and stomped on the ground. Subsequently, a ring of flame spread out from beneath his feet, like ripples in water, quickly expanding in a short time.

“Don’t use any special abilities, and it won’t harm you,”

Colin reminded the person beside him.

Afterward, under the watchful eye of the senior guard, the entire large containment room was completely enveloped by flames.

In that instant, a feeling of isolation from the rest of the world emerged.

To his surprise, although the flames were unmistakably fire, they defied all logic by not causing any harm to ordinary objects, the first time he had seen such “tame” anomalies…

But wasn’t there supposed to be a trade? What was the purpose of sealing this place?

While he pondered this, Colin suddenly sensed something and spoke out, “It seems to be coming.”

The key to this trade was to create an enclosed spatial anomaly, which would fulfill one of the conditions for the “Infinite Train” to arrive.

As for the rest, it was up to the company’s people to operate.

Soon after his words had faded, a monotonous and hollow flute sound abruptly arose.

In the scene, a faint layer of grey mist began to emerge; at the end of the mist, a hint of tungsten filament light shone through…

At the same time, time itself became vaguely disjointed.

It was when they saw that light that both Colin and the senior guard Chang Wei simultaneously “spaced out” for a moment.

Then, as if time had been cut short, when they came to their senses, a series of ancient trains marred with various scars slowly came to a halt.

As the train stopped, Colin noticed behind the flickering dim windows sat figures, tall and still, with long ears…

“Seems familiar… could it be the Corps?”

With some sort of barrier present, Colin couldn’t make out the details, but the indescribable pressure he felt almost confirmed it.

It was at this moment that the train finally stopped with a “click” sound.

The carriage door in front of Colin opened.

Accompanied by heavy footsteps, many people wearing full-cover exoskeleton armor jumped down from the carriage.

The person in the lead glanced at Colin, nodded to acknowledge him, then stretched out his hand, pointing towards the various containment units.

More than a dozen similarly equipped people immediately sprung into action behind him.

Colin’s gaze swept over these individuals; compared to the armor from the incident he encountered, these armors appeared significantly lighter and more flexible.

“Might they be from some kind of logistics team? But, how are they going to transport everything here? The train doesn’t seem big enough to fit it all, does it?”

As Colin wondered how they intended to move all these big and small objects,

he suddenly saw that this group wasn’t moving the containment units at all. Instead, they took out a kind of metal sphere and threw it at the restrained anomalies. Immediately after, the spheres opened up, chains shot out, ensnaring the targets, and pulled them into the spheres…

Colin’s eyelids twitched, and he couldn’t help clicking his tongue, “I almost forgot the company had these ‘Elf Balls’.”

He had used these things once during his F Level promotion mission and hadn’t really been in touch with them since.

To his surprise, the company had brought them out again…

In less than ten minutes, all fifty containment subjects were packed into the spheres, and the transaction was essentially complete.

The man who seemed like the logistics team leader approached Colin, handed him a yellowed piece of paper, and also passed over a pen.

Colin took it and saw that it was essentially the final confirmation of a trade list.

There was a place for a signature at the bottom…

“Party A: ‘First Corps ‘Bunny’ Logistics Seventh Squadron Thirty-first Team Second Group’…”

Colin silently read the information, glanced at a “Bunny” stamp, confirmed there was nothing wrong with the paper, and then signed his own name before handing it back.

With that, the transaction ended.

All the logistics teams returned to the carriage silently and swiftly.

However, just when Colin thought everything was about to wrap up, he suddenly noticed that one of the formerly silent logistics team members looked back at him while boarding the train.

Then, as he turned away and continued boarding, his body shuddered as if he suddenly realized something and sharply turned his head, staring straight at Colin.

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