SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 645 - 645 480 Neither the Right Time Location nor

Chapter 645: Chapter 480: Neither the Right Time, Location, nor People… Not a Single One. _2 Chapter 645: Chapter 480: Neither the Right Time, Location, nor People… Not a Single One. _2 And these people, seem to be followers of “The Night.”

This…

Colin unconsciously came up with some extreme ideas, but seeing the decent mental state of the person in front of him, did it seem a bit early to be extreme?

After thinking for a moment, he spoke, “So… you’re planning to have us disrupt this ritual, then start the train, facilitate the escape of all human beings from that land, going onwards, and in passing, rid ourselves of The Night?”

Even though it felt a bit off, Vini still nodded.

“Then would you allow me to ask some questions?”

As soon as Colin finished speaking, without waiting for the other to respond, he immediately asked, “First, by what means did you bring the train to a halt? And why stop it? Was it due to lack of fuel?”

“I don’t know where our ancestors came from or where they were headed, but as to why we didn’t move forward, I remember from some documents that it seems, starting from one day 300 years ago, there was a very long period of time during which the path was untraversable…”

“We are not supposed to linger in this world, yet unknowingly, everyone began to believe in ‘Night,’ and now it’s impossible to leave.”

“Only a very small number of people knew the truth, formed ‘Path of Progress,’ launched a ‘movement forward,’ and are striving to take humanity’s fate back into their own hands…”

A hint of helplessness surfaced on Vini’s face as she spoke.

Listening to her words, Colin didn’t feel much empathy, he merely asked quietly, “How many people are in the Path of Progress?”

“About, over fifty thousand…”

That’s not even a drop in the bucket? Colin opened his mouth, “The remaining millions all don’t wish to leave?”

“They… have just been deceived. If we can break the chains binding the train, restart it, and let everyone know that a world exists outside, that it’s not the final stretch of land, then everything can still be salvaged.”

“Hiss, it’s easy for you to say…”

Colin couldn’t help but raise a hand and scratch his head, feeling the situation was becoming a bit more complicated.

Millions of people!

If they were all complete heretics, that would be one thing, but they don’t seem to be that. According to the company’s rules, there’s an eight or nine out of ten chance they are still redeemable…

Meaning, even if the so-called train’s chains are broken, and it is restarted,

Colin couldn’t just ignore these people and drive the train away, doing so could not only possibly result in some unknown punishment, but his conscience might not allow it either…

Most crucially, there’s another point, even if Colin wanted to save them, they would not cooperate.

Trying to forcefully take millions of people who would resist arms is not an easy task.

And there’s a strict time limit for the execution…

Sorting it all out, he considered the various difficulties involved.

Colin’s head felt like it had grown a size larger.

This whole mission should never have been assigned to a D Level staff member!

Taking a deep breath to calm his emotions, Colin spoke, “So, setting aside for now how ‘Eternal Night’ might be stopped, what else can be done to break the bonds you mention and get it moving again?”

The mission demanded that fuel be added at the ninth stop, but the train seemed to be stopped at the eighth stop…

That is to say, before that, they need to get the train moving first.

“Only Queen Akasha knows this…” Vini glanced at Akasha, whose body was badly damaged.

During the course of the conversation, the many injuries on her body had largely stabilized.

At a glance, it was somewhat horrifying—her body was filled inside and out with numerous fine roots that constantly writhed, releasing various powers, repairing and stitching up her wounds.

“She should be coming around in a bit,” said “Fire Tree,” hastily, as Colin looked over.

“Okay.”

Colin nodded, then as he asked Vini for some details, he sorted out the tasks ahead.

Firstly, what he could be certain of was that once he got there, virtually everyone he could see would likely be an enemy, and not the kind that could be killed at will.

Then, although he still didn’t know what the restraint that stopped the train was,

Colin was sure of one thing…

As soon as he started to destroy that thing,

Almost certainly, a high-ranking life form would descend with a strong stance—with millions of high-quality believers as the base, even a God Descent could restore quite a bit of power.

Especially since this high-ranking existence was also likely nothing less formidable than “Red Moon’s” “The Night.”

As for the “branch office,” it was no longer reliable.

Because according to what Vini said, the majority inside were rebels, infiltrated like a damn honeycomb…

Whenever Colin went to other worlds to carry out some rescue mission in the past, at least those to be rescued would support him, but this time, his identity was closer to “the antagonist” and the majority of those to be rescued would probably see him as an invader.

Without the advantages of time, location, or unity,

Colin only had to think about it to have no idea how he was supposed to win.

“Ying…”

At that moment, Akasha, who was beside Vini, suddenly made a sound, then her eyeballs moved under her eyelids, as if she was about to wake up.

“She’s actually been brought back to life, a miracle.”

Both the usually silent “Master of the Fish Pond” and Orange Cat, who had been acting like a teacher in a silent classroom, couldn’t help but mutter upon seeing this.

It had only been a few hours, hadn’t it?

They had brought someone back from the brink of death, someone they would have considered ready for cremation.

It was without a doubt a miracle.

In the time it took for the two to speak, Akasha, almost exactly like Lavinia before her, opened her eyes. She instinctively prepared to muster her extraordinary power, her eyes turned black…

But soon, noticing the abnormality around her, she became bewildered again.

“Where is this? Am I dead? Uh, such warm flames…”

“Is this the Land of Dusk? Vini, are you also dead?!”

Akasha first recalled the extent of her own injuries. With their level of medical technology, it would have been impossible to save her.

But more urgent than her own death was her realization upon seeing Vini—If her deputy was also dead, who would rendezvous with the prophesied Bonfire Messenger?

“Don’t worry, none of you are dead.”

A voice came from the side, and Akasha turned her head to look. On seeing half of a damaged face, she was simultaneously bewildered and on guard.

But a second later, noticing the special and warm flames on the other person.

She immediately recognized this man’s identity!

“You, you are the ‘Bonfire’ Messenger, aren’t you? I beg of you to help us, and for this, I am willing to pay any price…”

“Stop, stop.”

Colin raised his hand to interrupt. Setting aside what price she could offer, he was more curious about what plan she had.

It seemed, according to Vini, that this ‘Night’ believer who wanted to escape ‘The Night’ had connected with a mysterious voice, which led her to an independent train carriage leaving that land. She also had some plan and method for how to breach the train’s binding devices, as well as to persuade everyone to follow afterward.

Colin estimated, without direct evidence, that the so-called “mysterious voice” was probably “Lady Rabbit”.

And based on that lady’s modus operandi…

The tasks she issued were tough, but indeed had the possibility of completion.

Colin first briefly recounted his recent conversation with Vini, then directly asked:

“First tell me, how to get the train moving, and what arrangements do you have for the matter of ordinary people following?”

“I have a plan, but wait, let me think…”

Her brain damage and the difficulty in controlling her wandering thoughts made it hard for Akasha to think.

Oftentimes she would just come up with something, only to forget it in the blink of an eye like someone with amnesia…

After a while, Colin finally heard her say again:

“To put it simply, when the ‘Eternal Night’ ritual begins, most of the tribe will have to participate. Then, the guard will be down, and we can take the opportunity to destroy the binding device of the deadlocked train…

“Destroying the device is complicated and requires time and pattern.

“During that time, we will need your help to fight for time and face the backlash of ‘The Dusk Sect’…

“As long as we can withstand their counterattack before we destroy the chains, then everything will be a success.”

It sounded fairly simple… Colin pursed his lips and asked:

“So, what do you plan to do with those most ordinary people? What if they refuse to board the train when it starts?”

“No…”

Akasha blinked, pondered for a moment, and then said, “I have a way to make them behave, but I’m sorry, I can only remember how to proceed, but I don’t quite remember exactly what will happen…”

Hesitating slightly, unsure, she said, “It seems to be about summoning someone?”

Colin instantly asked:

“Summoning who?”

Who had such great influence to make millions of people listen to a stranger’s word?

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ps: Update first, see the sea later

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