SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 689 - 689 505 22000 Points_2

Chapter 689: Chapter 505: 22,000 Points?!!!_2 Chapter 689: Chapter 505: 22,000 Points?!!!_2 Afterward, when that topic came to an end, Xu Duojin discussed the technological reproduction progress of various shelters.

“Currently, several critical areas have made clear progress, such as superconductors, some chip technologies, artificial intelligence, and aspects of mechanical involvement. There are also those flesh-grafting techniques and so forth…”

As Xu Duojin spoke, he thought of some human body-related technologies and couldn’t help shaking his head.

Many of these technologies required experimenting on humans, like the report he had seen which mentioned, “At the start of research, in a vast number of tests, less than ten percent of the cultivation hosts maintained vital signs after injection of the reagent, until the birth of new life with divine power factors…”

Cultivation hosts, specifically cloned through biotechnological means without intelligence, were used for various experiments.

In matters like these, Xu Duojin didn’t know whether to say these people valued life or disregarded it.

But no matter what…

The value of technology was still significant.

Having reported the corresponding information, Colin saw the Eighth Level Agent off.

Just as he turned to go upstairs, he could still hear the faint sounds of Little Potato from afar.

“Smelly old man, bring the bonfire closer!”

“Walk steadier, Old Deng; you’ve almost shaken off some of my roots!”

“I was planning on growing some big potatoes on this root when I got bigger, and now it’s broken! If I can’t grow potatoes, you can go drink the north wind!”

“…”

‘It feels like after “Lady Rabbit”‘s meddling, these crops are a lot livelier than in the world of “Lady of Thorns”.’

Colin couldn’t help but mutter, standing in the hallway and watching Xu Duojin leave dripping with sweat.

Afterward, he studied a bit more about the “South Sea Bodhisattva,” then casually set it aside and began to relax, rewarding himself with a few rounds of games.

Soon, two days passed, and it was the 18th.

Colin lay in bed, waiting in silence.

After a while, the distant and ancient sound of a bell slowly rang in his ears…

When he opened his eyes again, Colin saw that he had returned to the small but extremely bright chapel, illuminated by the bonfire.

Shortly after his arrival, dozens of ash-like figures burst from the great bonfire.

These particles of ash took human shape in mid-air, and upon touching the ground, each became an employee.

Colin glanced around, did not notice any reduction in staff, and nodded slightly.

“The main focus of this week’s task is still construction, no change from before, and here are the supplies for this week, you guys take and distribute them.”

“Additionally, those in charge of agriculture stay behind, I have some instructions for you.”

“Plant these seeds within the direct exposure range of the nearby bonfire…”

Colin handed the relevant seeds to the employees in charge.

“Is there anything special about these seeds?” asked a D Level staff member curiously as he took the plants from Colin.

The seeds looked ordinary, but upon close inspection, one could discover they actually came with item descriptions, and each seed had its own, suggesting they could talk?

Colin thought for a moment, ultimately deciding to let them discover for themselves: “Hard to say, try planting them first…”

After roughly setting the direction for their tasks, everyone left the small chapel and began their “willing” week of mule-like existence.

When everyone had left, Little Red, who had been poking her head around the chapel entrance, dashed into the chapel.

“Big brother~” Little Red threw herself onto Colin.

“Hmm.”

Colin patted her head and then retrieved her favorite One Lesson Three Practices from the Storage Room.

Seeing this, Little Red’s expression changed instantly.

“This is your homework for this week, hmm, you’re learning quite quickly, almost catching up with the first year’s content.”

“I’ve already memorized it, can I stop doing these homework assignments?” Little Red hesitatedly took One Lesson Three Practices, clutching at his hem, biting her lip as she spoke.

“No, you need to solidify your knowledge, and while at it, we’ll test how well you remember it.”

Colin kept a mischievous smile at bay, seriously speaking.

Leaving Little Red no choice but to accept her homework sullenly, she then began to inquire expectantly when he would teach her. Upon hearing that he would accompany her in learning all day tomorrow, Little Red’s face lit up with happiness.

Meanwhile, Saintess Shana also stepped out from the side.

“Mr. Colin, good day,” Shana said with a slight nod.

She was visibly better than before, no longer so thin and gaunt, no longer skin and bones, and her pale golden hair had left its previous dryness behind.

Now, her clear ice-blue eyes stared at Colin, emanating a sacred, hazy glow.

‘If she fully recovers, she will be very beautiful. If she dressed up a bit, she would be simply…’

Colin was momentarily stunned, then muttered to himself before nodding and saying, “Good day.”

Without further ado, he said, “The settlement from the ‘Hunger’ event has come through. It’s not much. After taking my share, there’s about twenty thousand left for you. Is that okay?”

“Yeah, no problem, twenty…”

Shana nodded subconsciously. The other party said it wasn’t much, so she assumed it would only be a few hundred, or maybe around a thousand?

Just about to say that any amount would be fine and that all amounts were good, she suddenly felt that something was wrong after hearing the rest of the sentence; the figures mentioned by the other party seemed a bit off.

Her lips, pale from blood loss after the fight, parted slightly.

After hesitating for a second, she uncertainly asked again,

“How, how much?”

She wondered if she had heard wrong.

“About twenty thousand…”

Colin, seeing the blank stare on her face, suddenly felt a twinge of guilt—

He had originally planned to give twenty-five thousand, but now, after spending most of his points, especially the nine thousand he had put up front for “Lady Rabbit,” he didn’t have much left, so he cut it down a bit.

So, he could only provide twenty thousand.

But judging by Shana’s expression, she seemed to think it was too little?

‘Well, after all, she baited out the ‘Hunger’ fragment with herself as the lure and took on the brunt of the gods’ wrath.’

Colin felt it was a bit less; forty or even fifty thousand would probably be more appropriate overall.

Just then, he heard Shana murmuring in a daze…

“Twenty, twenty thousand, this, this is…”

Shana blinked, wondering how many loaves of black bread that could buy?

Her brain, working at high speed, instantly came up with the number 660,000—a figure she couldn’t even dare to imagine in the past.

She thought that several generations of saints might never have seen such a large figure in their lifetimes.

While each generation of saints could earn a total of more than ten thousand points in their lifetimes, that was the sum total of a lifetime’s earnings.

To get so much at once was unheard of.

For just having done a somewhat dangerous task, this Agent of the Bonfire was going to give her twenty thousand points as a share?

Could there be any additional requirements?

Would the additional requirements be unreasonable?

Just as Colin was pondering how to explain why it was less, he heard Shana suddenly say, “So many points, Mr. Colin, are you sure they’re for me because of this event?”

“Huh?”

Colin was startled, looking at Shana’s innocent eyes, unable to discern if it was sarcasm.

In his understanding, this saintly girl with an exceptionally kind heart could earn twelve to twenty thousand points just by giving out buffs on missions, running along without doing anything.

But now, for luring “Hunger” and the hard-fought battle, she was only getting twenty thousand points.

In his opinion, it indeed seemed too little…

Shana mocking them was not out of the question.

But then again, she didn’t seem to be mocking…

Colin blinked, observing the girl whose every inch of skin seemed to shine like an angel; her face bore a naturally pure expression, devoid of even the slightest hint of sarcasm…

And when Shana had mocked those people the last time, her sarcasm had been quite strong.

It wasn’t like this…

Colin’s spiritual intuition regarding human nature also felt that she harbored no negative emotions…

Yet, it seemed the reality was contrary to his intuition…

So, was she satisfied or not?

‘I can’t tell, I just can’t tell!’ he thought, taking a deep breath inwardly. Eventually, he toughened up and nodded under her gaze.

Then, like waiting for a death sentence, he awaited her feedback…

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