SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 713 - 713 515 Tired lets destroy just destroy

Chapter 713: Chapter 515: Tired, let’s destroy, just destroy everything. _2 Chapter 713: Chapter 515: Tired, let’s destroy, just destroy everything. _2 “There’s no need for that. However, if possible, we should consider raising the danger level of this item.”

Colin added his reply.

“Alright, I will initiate that right away,” Xu Duojin continued with curiosity, “What’s the current situation with those space containment sites? Do we need to bring all the orbiting containment sites back to the ground?”

“No need, for now everything should be fine.”

Having thought it over, since “Lady Rabbit” only asked to keep one hand free and didn’t arrange for any follow-ups,

there was no need to do anything extra…

Sometimes, fixing one BUG might lead to more bugs surfacing.

This isn’t anything new in the realm of real-life mysteries.

After a brief exchange, Colin ended the conversation, then took out the parchment and saw that a new task had emerged…

Unsurprisingly, the task was still to place a “Token” somewhere.

But after looking at it for a while, he found himself surprised by the requirements listed.

“The requirement is to go to the coordinates… to light Bonfires at some key areas, and before that, to save some people listed above, then throw the ‘Token’ in to establish a Blockade. The specified location of these coordinates…”

Colin had a nagging sense of familiarity, and then he checked his phone to confirm.

Oh, was it actually that Isle of Anomaly across the Ocean?

“Figures, with such an abundance of anomalies there, it’s no wonder ‘Lady Rabbit’ would take notice, especially now with all this chaos. I’ve been treating it as a joke, but if left unmanaged, it might indeed merge into a huge problem,” Colin mused.

He looked at this new round of task events. Currently, it was the sixth round of the Fifteenth Ring, and also the last task of the week.

So, it probably wouldn’t be easy; he needed to prepare cautiously.

“However, compared to previously having to sit until the ninth stop on the train, this is much better. This task is just about skirting the perimeter, setting up Bonfire points, enclosing some of the worst-hit areas, finding an opportunity to pull some people out, then projecting the ‘Token’ in, and finally completing the Blockade,” he thought.

As he pondered, he continued to contact Xu Duojin to gather the necessary intelligence.

Learning that Colin intended to head there to execute the task, Xu Duojin was first surprised, then couldn’t help but send a voice message, “That place? It’s extremely dangerous, can you refuse?”

“The task is special, not suitable for refusal,” Colin replied simply.

Hearing this response, Xu Duojin didn’t say much else, just gradually provided the specific details about the place.

Then, Colin received dozens of relevant documents, one by one he opened them and was then shocked to discover that the situation was worse than he had expected…

“In just a few months, under the intervention of a host of powerful figures, the population has still declined by over one-fifth?”

Colin was astonished; one-fifth must be tens of millions of people, right? And there was no sign of it in the world, even as the data showed that many of the places where people checked in on the internet had become fallen zones.

But was it unknown to everyone?

Through the relevant documents, he found out why. This crisis not only utilized a large amount of resources from the Global Supernatural Alliance for comprehensive joint control, but also disseminated information about the island outward through some containment subjects and “intelligent” simulations.

All to minimize the impact of some information from there on the overall world situation…

“…Old Master Wu has repeatedly proposed to relocate the population to South America, Africa, Europa, and other regions, to enforce an island-wide Blockade and to carry out a sinking island blockade plan. Many countries agree with the first half, but a small but firm minority opposes the latter half, especially someone named Mr. Abrekect who strongly responded that Great Britain has been the homeland for generations, a symbol of human triumphalism, a historical treasure, and sinking it would be equivalent to surrendering to the anomalies…”

“Moreover, Britain has borne countless hardships for the world, so all countries have the duty to rescue them, expressing a willingness to return all cultural relics… Really, such nerve to speak thus, isn’t this just courting death? Ignoring past plunderings, the refusal to return later, and still blaming others?”

“Um, seeing so many countries scolding, I can relax now.”

Colin gnawed on his index finger, looking at a record of recent event discussions.

He was quite supportive of Old Master Wu’s plan addressed in those discussions; after all, that approach seemed much easier to execute…

As for homeland or not, as long as it didn’t contravene the “Bonfire Protocol,” everything was permissible for Colin.

Next, he opened up a comprehensive record of the island’s exceptional events…

Just from the introduction, even Colin, who was well-acquainted with a wide array of anomalies, couldn’t help but widen his eyes and his pupils shook with intense vibrations.

[The current count of anomalies is approximately 1,793,960 (as of January 12th data).]

“How many?”

Colin clutched his phone, his voice trembling, completely stunned. His expression was as vacant as Shana’s had been, murmuring as he counted the numbers displayed:

“One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, seven digits?!”

One million seven hundred seventy-nine thousand three hundred ninety-six devices in a semi-out-of-control or out-of-control state?

Colin took a deep breath. Many times before, when he had joked that this damn place had more anomalies than people, he was just kidding around.

But now, if it continued to spiral out of control, he feared that the joke would become reality…

After all, the number of anomalies was skyrocketing, while the human population was rapidly decreasing…

“With this number of anomalies, is there still any need to preserve this damned island?!”

Previously, he thought Old Master Wu’s suggestion to sink the island was a bit too extreme, but now, it seemed too mild—

Why hadn’t it been executed yet?

Colin swallowed hard and couldn’t help but ask if Xu Duojin’s source of information was reliable, but the reply he received was.

“Barely reliable, but Old Wu forbids us from going to the island, so all the information comes from the investigations of international teams. Yeah, I heard they estimated on the optimistic side, the real situation could be even more complex, because our people said that the anomalies have started to devour and merge with each other over there…”

“Optimistic estimates? Who’s being optimistic at a time like this?”

Colin hissed, feeling somewhat irrational, but could only say that these people were indeed quite optimistic in this regard.

In any case, even looking at the report estimated with optimism, he still couldn’t feel upbeat…

He continued to glance through the introductions of some anomalies but didn’t look too much and instead called out the Little Maid to rapidly process the information—

Otherwise, nearly two million anomalies, he wouldn’t be able to finish even if it were the end of the world!

A few seconds later, the Little Maid’s gaze flickered, and in front of Colin, she projected a set of three-dimensional data charts: “Information fully received, organizing in progress, do you want to convert to Bonfire Company standards?”

“Yes,” Colin nodded.

The official had their own system for defining anomalies, and this system varied between countries. It was easier to use the standards of Bonfire Company, which he was most familiar with.

The standards of Bonfire Company were unified across all the territories it influenced…

Even where there were differences, they were within his realm of understanding.

“Based on the current documents, we can estimate that there are approximately one million two hundred thousand containment subjects below Fifth Level, over three hundred thousand Fifth Level containment subjects, about two hundred ninety thousand Fourth Level containment subjects, about one thousand Third Level containment subjects, about forty Level 2 containment subjects, and one to three suspected Lower-Level First Level containment subjects, but they cannot be confirmed as of now…”

Listening to the Little Maid’s description, Colin felt somewhat numb, but he actually breathed a sigh of relief towards the end.

No mass quantity of First Level containment subjects… that’s somewhat relieving.

But…

“Why is everything ‘approximately’?”

“Based on the description of the related containment subjects for conversion. It’s impossible to confirm the accuracy of these descriptions, and while official estimates for some anomalies could be too high, others could be too low, or descriptions could be severely lacking. Unless we conduct an on-site investigation, we cannot acquire further information…”

“Is that so, well, under these circumstances, an on-site survey is no longer necessary.”

Looking at this information on anomalies, Colin felt as if he had opened a drawer to find it teeming with roaches.

Which ones are bigger and which ones are smaller didn’t seem to matter much anymore.

At this moment, all he could think was that it was no wonder this place was an old empire—it had some depth. This island’s mere existence now was nothing short of a miracle!

“Leaving First Level containment subjects aside, although I can deal with Third and Second Level containment subjects quite easily once I ramp up my output, with this number, getting hit all at once would still be troublesome…”

Listening to his words, the Little Maid spoke up: “Most of the anomalies are scattered throughout the island. As long as we avoid them wisely, we should still be able to get through relatively smoothly.”

“Let’s hope so.”

With a tone that carried a hint of “I’m tired, let it be destroyed,” Colin spoke.

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