SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 679 - 679 500 Lady of Thorns Compensation Reward_1

Chapter 679: Chapter 500 “Lady of Thorns” Compensation Reward!_1 Chapter 679: Chapter 500 “Lady of Thorns” Compensation Reward!_1 “A conceptual thing, huh?”

“First Level Containment Subjects tend to be special demonstrations of certain rules, and the higher they are, the more abstract they seem to become…” Colin thought pensively.

At that moment, Lady of Thorns suddenly thought of something, “Speaking of which, you always seem to use containment levels to measure combat capabilities and stuff, hahaha~”

Before she could finish, she couldn’t help covering her mouth with one hand and clutching her belly with the other, laughing out loud.

“Is there a problem?” Colin asked in surprise, looking at her.

It didn’t seem like there was anything particularly funny?

“It’s not very accurate, well, the key is not about being accurate or not. Let me give you an analogy: every time I hear you describe someone’s containment level… it sounds a bit like you’re saying ‘My strength is now as strong as a three-month-old pig in the pigpen, and I’m as strong as that old hen in the chicken coop,’ and when you just now said I’m genuinely at the strength of a First Level Containment Subject, it’s like saying I’m as strong as a pig that can bite a tiger to death, hahaha…”

Lady of Thorns didn’t seem to take offense, she just found it highly amusing, and laughed so hard that she was rocking back and forth, with her smooth feet shaking rapidly under her long robe.

“Ah, this…”

“But it’s normal to encounter this sort of thing.”

The Lady of Thorns gradually stopped laughing, and her feet stopped swinging:

“Our actual combat strength is calculated by stages. For example, I estimate your strength is around level ten, and I’m at sixteen or seventeen. As for those you were talking about, theoretically, they should have quite high power levels, but they act like a bunch of kids wielding knives and guns who don’t even know how to turn off the safety, so there’s no point in comparing…

“But… continue to use your own system for exchanges.”

Another evaluation system? Colin suddenly felt overwhelmed, but hearing the latter part got him curious, “Why?”

“Because the system that does the evaluation is probably gone now. Without a reference, it’s like a scale without weights; you can’t use that system to measure combat power anymore, so just keep evaluating in your way. At least there’s still a reference point, it’s just, hahahaha…”

Lady of Thorns couldn’t help but laugh again.

Nevertheless, after the brief diversion, Colin asked about other matters, like the status of Lady Bunny.

Both were in administrative roles, so perhaps she would know more?

“Her? I too find her quite mysterious. I can’t be certain about the rest, but it’s confirmed that she’s at least Authority Level B, higher than my former leadership level, and…”

Lady of Thorns said this, and then suddenly lifted her hand to stroke her chin as if hesitant to continue.

“And what?” Colin couldn’t help but ask.

“Well, it was quite nice of her to send someone to assist me, but I feel her main purpose in helping me is probably something else. As for what that something else is, I can’t say for sure right now—it might be to obtain the item that was placed in the ruins and later taken by you, or it could be something else, but I’m not certain, so I won’t give you any unfounded answers…”

“Alright then.”

Colin nodded, then felt as though there were still some things he hadn’t remembered.

Lady of Thorns, sitting in the seat opposite him, looked at him as if wanting to say something else.

But at this moment, Colin finally recalled what he hadn’t remembered:

“Speaking of which, you seemed to have promised me some sort of remuneration?”

When withstanding the pressure from The Night, this “beautiful girl” had mentioned several times that she would offer compensation.

“I’ve been chatting with you for so long, how do you still remember that? Why do you have such a good memory?” Lady of Thorns blinked.

“So, what is my reward?”

“Ahahaha…”

“You didn’t just say it at the time and have actually nothing prepared, did you?”

“Oh my, how could that be? Let me think, I just forgot for a second…”

Speaking of which, “Lady of Thorns” pretended to ponder for a moment.

Right then, Colin seemed to have thought of something. His gaze quickly swept over “Lady of Thorns,” not out of any interest in her appearance, but focusing on the thorns that adorned her body.

He remembered clearly that the flames that burned those were quite nice.

Very vigorous and big flames!

“Hisss…”

Feeling the burning desire for flame that Colin’s eyes conveyed, “Lady of Thorns” couldn’t help but shiver for no apparent reason.

“Don’t even think about it!”

“Lady of Thorns” raised her voice slightly, and her shaking little feet retracted immediately back into the robe:

“Not even a single toe of mine will you get to burn!”

It had been a special situation before, and giving some was fine, but using this as a reward now was impossible!

“But you did promise a reward before…”

“Alright, alright, I won’t go back on my word, you take this.”

“Lady of Thorns” sighed and then above her head, a dark halo-like thorn ring appeared, radiating a black light.

She reached out her right hand, and took off the darkly gleaming thorn ring.

“This is a device I made myself. I call it the ‘Crown of Suffering.’ Its main effect is that it can transfer the damage you’re currently suffering onto the ring. How much it can transfer depends on you. On average, it’s about ten times your own capacity. Besides, your body’s endurance should be able to double or even quintuple. I specifically mean you…”

“There’s also some resistance to mental damage and the like, though that’s not the main feature.”

“Furthermore, if you’re barefoot on the ground, it can transfer the physical damage you suffer to the ground. The stronger the ground you touch and the larger the area, the better the transfer effect…”

Is that why you walk around barefoot?

Upon hearing this, Colin subconsciously glanced at the part of her foot that protruded from her robe, revealing just a few toes.

And just when he thought she would give him the entire “Crown of Suffering,” he realized that “Lady of Thorns” was only emitting a certain amount of power from it, making the thorns grow and form a long strip.

She picked the long strip off, manually wove it into a ring, and handed it over.

“Forget about the one I’m wearing. It has some abilities that are exclusive to me. Also, it bears billions of ‘sufferings’ which I have to slowly grind away. If you were to put it on, I’m afraid that in the next second you’d be reduced to dust.”

“It’s that dangerous, huh.” Colin took the “Ring of Suffering” woven from the freshly sprouted branches.

Brand new, with no instructions…

He couldn’t be certain if “Lady of Thorns” was correct about its features.

But holding it in his hand, it seemed about right, and when he got back, perhaps “Lady Bunny” could help assess it for him.

“Of course, if you guys really can’t use it, you can always burn it as firewood.”

“Lady of Thorns” sounded utterly disdainful of such a practice.

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