SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 358 - 358 356 Fighting like this nobody will die_1

Chapter 358: Chapter 356: Fighting like this, nobody will die!_1 Chapter 358: Chapter 356: Fighting like this, nobody will die!_1 “Slap, slap!”

“Son of Sadomasochism” patted his chest, offering a guarantee:

“Don’t worry, as long as we’re not dead, we won’t let you suffer even the slightest harm!”

“Speaking of which, do you have a ‘Tyrant Body’? If you don’t, when we level up later, we’ll help you farm one…”

“Right, right, don’t worry, we’ll cover all the Points for you!” No.7 Little Chicken nodded eagerly like a pecking chicken.

The upcoming mission might not have a guaranteed success rate, and in case of failure, it’d be good to foster relationships for teaming up again.

Plus, even if they succeeded at the first attempt, such a great support character with specialized aids was a rare commodity within the company. There was a chance they’d be useful in other missions, so it was wise to maintain good relationships—an extra righteous father never hurt anyone!

‘Tyrant Body’? Why would I want that trashy Talent…’

Colin couldn’t help but smile wryly as he dealt with the enthusiastic offers, informing them that this was all the support he had.

No one seemed to mind this revelation, expressing that his contributions were more than enough.

“We’ve got seven minutes left, the battle is about to start, everyone get ready…”

“Son of Sadomasochism” glanced at the time and reminded everyone, then suddenly turned to Colin, “By the way, do you have any other self-defense measures?”

“I have a few…”

Colin showed off his combat style, with Nano Intellectual Mechanism attached to his body, Analytical Lens, and a temporarily purchased imitation oversized and thickened Han Sword from the trading market, the effects being “Perfect Grip” + “90% Weight Reduction.”

The great sword, originally weighing over thirty pounds, felt like just a few pounds in his hands…

“…That’s decent, I guess. You don’t have to worry about fighting, just find a way to protect yourself.”

“Son of Sadomasochism” didn’t say much more, glancing at Colin’s stature, his thin arms and legs, which, while not an indicator of combat power, certainly made him look frail.

If those D Level Personnel got a chance to land a punch, even with the silver aura for protection, he’d likely get seriously injured.

They needed to take care to protect him well!

After a serious word of caution to everyone once more, shortly thereafter:

“Click.”

A slight vibration suddenly emanated from the front of the train carriage where the group was, as if they had collided with something while moving.

At the same time, a message appeared in their minds.

[Connection Complete.]

Immediately following, a larger set of double doors covered the original connecting door.

Behind the doors, there was an incredibly thick fog.

Rustling voices of conversation emanated from beyond the fog, and one could faintly hear people talking…

From these noises, it seemed that the people inside were unaware of their presence.

Colin listened for a few seconds, sadly unable to discern any useful information. Seeing the others preparing to enter, he couldn’t contain his curiosity and asked:

“Shouldn’t we check with the ‘Book of Fate’ first…?”

Before he could finish, the people around him all simultaneously exclaimed in horror, “Don’t use it for heaven’s sake!”

“What’s wrong? Don’t worry, I haven’t used it yet.” Colin was curious.

Seeing that Colin hadn’t used it yet, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Then, “Son of Sadomasochism” explained:

“We forgot to tell you, these D Level staff seem to have special anti-surveillance measures. The moment you use it, they’ll definitely notice. And it’s not just about being discovered.”

“If you’re unlucky and encounter a few special staff members, they might even be able to alter the content you get from the ‘Book of Fate’ fragments.”

“They could trick you into crying.”

This was a lesson many employees within the company had learned the hard way.

“Altered? It can go that far?”

Colin was taken aback; he had been discovered a few times before, but this was the first time he’d heard of someone directly altering the content.

It seemed that even “0-09 ‘Hunger'” couldn’t achieve this.

“Let’s go, we can’t stand here for too long.”

The team leader, “Son of Sadomasochism,” did not elaborate further. He reached out, felt his way into the Mist Gate, and slowly walked forward.

Colin and the others followed closely behind.

Soon after taking a few steps forward, the intermittent chatter from behind the Mist Gate abruptly ceased.

However, the voices didn’t stop; instead, they switched to a different channel, appearing directly in their minds.

“…Something’s infiltrating. You two, prioritize protecting the injured, move them to the rear, and notify the other carriages as soon as possible, informing them of the situation here. Humanoid, strength unknown, purpose unknown…”

“Yes!”

“Others… follow me,… block…”

“…”

Bits of dialogue concerning arrangements filtered through their minds.

Colin was not surprised by this since he knew before entering that during combat, they seemed to be able to tap into the enemy’s internal communication channels, allowing direct insight into their actions.

It was as these voices appeared that the grey mist before their eyes dissipated, revealing an extremely expansive carriage interior space.

Though still a carriage, this compartment alone spanned at least a thousand kilometers in area!

Within it, Colin saw several D Level Personnel wearing brown Hunter’s Coats. It was the instant the two groups made contact that any superfluous exchanges were absent.

A D Level Employee clad in a brown Hunter’s Coat suddenly took a large step forward.

In the next instant, his figure flashed overhead, holding a sword hilt and making a chopping motion towards the group. During this motion, a large flaming sword gradually materialized from the hilt.

“Son of Sadomasochism,” unflinchingly at the front, pushed outwards with both hands.

Dozens of radiant beams of light burst forth…

“Boom!”

The great sword sliced through the beams of light and exploded, igniting a vast array of flames.

The blast erupted at the point of collision…

In the aftermath of the initial clash, the D Level Personnel in the brown Hunter’s Coat showed signs of exhaustion, as if the strike had drained much of his strength, to the point where he barely lifted his sword.

However, “Son of Sadomasochism” didn’t take the bait; he made no move to attack but instead danced, spun, and leaped as though performing street dance.

Breathtaking brilliance emanated from him, forming a dense protective membrane around them, enveloping Colin and the others within…

Meanwhile, in Colin’s mind, enemy communications akin to neural transmissions resurfaced.

“…No pursuit? It looks like their captain can’t use ‘Strike Second for Advantage’ then, they seem quite cautious…”

“Doesn’t matter…”

“…According to Combat Power Observation, these people aren’t strong…”

“Don’t be complacent, ‘Fate’ tells me there’s something off about these enemies…”

“Never mind the problems, let’s see how it goes. Kill the one giving the BUFF, I’ll tear an opening, and you guys charge in…”

“…”

As these communications surfaced, the squad leader clashing with “Son of Sadomasochism” suddenly shed his exhausted demeanor. First, he popped a fiery red Energy Crystal into his mouth, then gripping his sword with both hands, he delivered swift and continuous strikes toward the dazzling protective membrane formed by the light.

His speed was so fast that, on the retinas of the onlookers, he left a trail of afterimages…

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