SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 484 - 484 409 Pre-war Honors a One-way Trip. _1

Chapter 484: Chapter 409: Pre-war Honors, a One-way Trip. _1 Chapter 484: Chapter 409: Pre-war Honors, a One-way Trip. _1 The events happening in the spacious corridor went largely unnoticed by the four employees.

All they could see were glowing figures fighting in the area, the speech indistinct, everything quite ambiguous, but from the pressure that seemed to seep through the years, they could roughly infer that the scale of the battle was quite significant.

And Brother Shunzi probably heard something that made him look at them like that…

They weren’t surprised by this, after all, dogs can often see things invisible to human eyes, oh, that’s not right, it’s Brother Shunzi who always sees things that others can’t.

It had been the same on the “Ghost Train”; nothing to be curious about…

“Did something strange just happen?” “Life Mentor Adorable” asked curiously.

However, Colin shook his head and said no more.

At this moment, looking at the scrapped prop in his hand, he remembered her last words.

A contemplative expression crossed his face…

‘The power of the Bonfire’s Succession… I didn’t pay much attention to it before, but now that I think about it, her method of using this power is a bit like the way heretical forces call upon God Descent, no, in general, it’s more alike to ‘Divine Strike’…’

Colin stood still, thoughtfully fiddling with the remnants of the prop in his hand.

She was not a “Flame Bearer,” nor did she possess the related items, yet she was able to use the power to a certain extent.

This way was very reminiscent of one of the three official paths known as “Divine Strike.”

However, she did not have that rigid, self-losing sensation; overall, she seemed very “complete.”

‘I’m not sure, but if it’s really like that, it’s quite strange… Of the three paths, two are related to the company. ‘Destiny Propeller’ goes without saying, as the whole path originated from the company’s release of the ‘Book of Fate.’ If this item were lost, the path would probably collapse on the spot…’

‘And regarding ‘Divine Strike,’ I remember chatting with Xu Duojin earlier and learning that this thing is not really related to the ‘Divine Strike’ from folklore…’

‘It’s purely because the methods are somewhat similar and coincidentally share the same name, that it was adopted by the officials.’

‘I don’t seem to have researched its specific origins much. I’ll ask about it when I return; it might in the end be related to the company. Yes, not only that, but charms might be as well.’

As thoughts flickered in his mind, Colin realized that most of the pathways to extraordinary powers seemed to have some association with the company.

Even another related to talisman charms…

Within the company, it seemed they also used such items, like the man on the train playing with talismans, throwing out a handful of talisman papers, each releasing a machine gun…

Colin’s initial impression of that was quite strong.

“Not only domestically but also internationally I shall search, if all sources of power can be found within the company, then the situation seems quite strange…”

Taking a deep breath, Colin suppressed the various thoughts in his mind.

Then, he handed the remains of the long sword to Money Slave and instructed him to pick them up and put them back where they came from.

Those that left behind corpses were always somewhat peculiar.

It was better not to get involved if it could be avoided.

Afterward, Colin resumed walking, stepping over bones, heading toward the stairwell at the far end.

It was evident that this place had ultimately been breached.

It was just uncertain if it had withstood the ten minutes…

Seeing Colin move, the few employees didn’t think much and promptly followed.

Minutes later, Colin arrived at the fourth sub-level, and after descending, it was no longer the unchanging “米” shaped crossroads resembling a maze; some rooms began to appear…

Past a large door, Colin looked up at the marking on top of the door: “Which number is this, Breeding Hall?”

Then, his gaze entered the space, and in a hall of tens of thousands of square meters, he saw an array of cultivation chambers that looked like incubators.

Inside, there were vaguely discernible shapes the size of a palm, similar to undeveloped embryos.

If he was not mistaken, they were likely humans…

Perhaps influenced by “Time Reversal,” he seemed to hear the sound of babies crying.

“Are these the devices that can produce tens of millions of people at a time?”

Colin focused on the dried embryos, wondering if a cultivation chamber of about ten cubic meters could contain several dozen people.

The capacity was quite significant; it was just uncertain how often a batch of people was produced…

“Hiss, it sounds like there are baby cries, so many, it’s a bit unnerving… Is this a cloning device?” Little Chicken couldn’t help but wrap his arms around himself and speak out.

“If nothing goes wrong, it indeed is…”

“Life Mentor Adorable,” walking beside Colin, nodded in affirmation.

Hearing his words, “Son of Cruelty” asked curiously, “Speaking of which, how does the company usually deal with these special humans in terms of human relationships? Aren’t they criticized by some power groups?”

Life Mentor glanced at Brother Shunzi, saw that he had no intention of answering, and then spoke:

“Not clear, but there should be a set of human rights logic inside, right? As for criticism… as long as no one inside their company objects, even if other forces know that they are doing ‘morally degenerate’ things, they can only say a word about respecting local customs…”

‘That does make sense…’

Colin, listening on the side, nodded silently as he led the group forward, and according to his understanding of the company.

With its massive size…

Merely relying on traditional methods of natural reproduction, the population growth could hardly keep up.

Shaking his head, he didn’t think too much of it. Colin was drawn by some barely audible sounds ahead, his gaze passing over the hallway to see an area up front that looked like a temporary hospital.