SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 557 - 557 438 How on Earth is this Earth about to be

Chapter 557: Chapter 438: How on Earth is this Earth about to be gone?_3 Chapter 557: Chapter 438: How on Earth is this Earth about to be gone?_3 “Support personnel,” Qin Zheng said as he took out a document.

After the other party verified it, they allowed passage.

“The situation here is, it seems there are some special anomalies within the entire building. Once you enter and move around, you’ll find it impossible to leave. When night falls, you can see shadows moving inside, singing and dancing and such. The Fifth Level Personnel who were originally managing this area have been trapped for two days now, and there has been no news so far…” Qin Chuan quickly explained the situation to Colin.

“Singing and dancing?”

Colin had a strange expression on his face as he looked towards the shopping mall building that appeared fairly new. He sniffed, detecting a hint of rot and an eerie smell.

It seemed the first encounter today had a bit of substance to it…

However…

“Problem’s not big…”

Colin said briefly before leading the people towards the building.

Over twenty individuals followed behind him, looking like bystanders…

If one ignored that they were all “Fate Propellers,” the scene was quite impressive.

Soon after entering the first floor of the supermarket within the mall, Colin glanced inside. There were a dozen individuals, seemingly official personnel, busy making arrangements, with a lot of yellow charms posted everywhere…

“Charm symbols?”

Colin withdrew his gaze, ready to continue leading his group towards the stairs to check the upper floors.

But at that moment…

“It’s very dangerous above. We’ve just suppressed the first floor. Who are you?” the group of official personnel seemed to finally react, quickly stepping forward to stop them.

“We’re reinforcements,” Qin Chuan negotiated with them.

“We’ve already taken over the situation here, and moreover, we’re about to resolve it…” a man dressed in a leather jacket, presumably the team leader of the Sixth Level Official Personnel, emerged from the back, eying the newcomers with hostility.

It’s clear at times like this that fresh reinforcements might look like they’re trying to steal credit…

While such occurrences aren’t too common, they’re not unheard of – quite simply put, they’re very annoying.

However, just as he was about to send this group away to prevent his credit from being taken, he suddenly heard the opposition say…

“I feel like you guys are pretty lucky. If it weren’t for me, you’d all be dead here.”

Colin suddenly spoke up, but his gaze wasn’t on the group.

Instead, he kept staring at the supermarket floor…

As if seeing through the floor, he locked onto the root of the anomaly within the supermarket.

And as if sensing his scrutiny, the calmness within the supermarket shifted. The red lettering on the yellow charms started to fade and fall off…

Even the central array, a large cluster of main charm symbols, wilted and dropped.

“How is this possible?! What a joke!”

The Sixth Level personnel were terrified; his set of charms seemed to have had no effect at all before vanishing?

How could this be…

“Hiss, what’s going on…” Qin Chuan was stunned for a moment, taking out several charm symbols and sticking them to himself.

Within their ranks, some preferred playing with arrays, others liked affixing charms to themselves.

And he was one of the latter…

Though not an expert in the field of arrays, he still had a basic understanding and knew that the charm symbols here were of a not-so-low standard. Yet, they were mysteriously erased of their effects.

This alone indicated that the crisis here was extraordinary…

As the charm symbols fell off, a bizarre and absurd song began to resonate throughout the place.

At the same time, a strong sense of inspiration surged in Colin’s mind, evoking a vivid image of a particular area deep underground, apparently venerating a special statue at its center.

The statue was peculiar, depicted as a figure clad in yellow robes without a sculpted distinct face – a special humanoid existence. The worn and tattered yellow robe had patterns resembling tendrils at its base.

Beside it, a name was inscribed…

“Golden Spectacular Mysteriously Yellow something something… Fortune Sovereign?”

Colin murmured to himself, but he cut off halfway, alertly skipping the middle part, not voicing it entirely.

From the surrounding arrangements, it seemed to be a shrine, and it bore some resemblance to an ancient stage. Colin couldn’t quite understand most of the terms associated with its name, but he comprehended the word “Fortune.”

‘Hiss, these days, people will worship just about anything.’

Colin couldn’t help but ponder the situation:

“6.”

And it was at that moment, the inexplicable songs of praise grew increasingly eerie.

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ps: Update first, revise later.

Also, I’m shamelessly asking for a monthly ticket…