SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 768 - 768 543 The Darkness Has Arrived Goodbye

Chapter 768: Chapter 543 The Darkness Has Arrived, Goodbye, Friends._1 Chapter 768: Chapter 543 The Darkness Has Arrived, Goodbye, Friends._1 Hearing Colin’s cagey intro, everyone’s brains went blank, forgetting all the questions they originally wanted to ask.

Crucially, when Colin spoke, he used “Light” and “Flame” for the special effects.

It had a very strong, convincing feeling…

Of course, the greatest role in this was the sense of reassurance those two powers carried with them.

But after a brief moment of regaining their senses and noticing his description of them…

“Weak, weaklings…” a strong woman who was among the strongest there opened her mouth to object.

In this area, although they were not the strongest, they could be considered as having rich experience, quite decent…

But recalling the description given by the former expedition leader about Colin: a terrifying strength capable of crushing the “Corpse Tyrant”.

She found herself unable to object…

Meanwhile, on the other side, the “Innate Ashen Holy Body” lying in the hospital bed and undergoing treatment, was equally baffled by Brother Shunzi’s performance.

He had taken part in the “Ghost Train” incident and the “Thorn World” rescue operation; he knew Brother Shunzi was exceptionally strong, at times nearly capable of a Direct Gaze with an Ancient God level terrifying employee.

But he had never seen such a state of fooling someone, the two special effects matched up perfectly to suggest a True God had sent him.

Just then, before she said anything, the slightly shorter lead woman sitting in the center suddenly spoke:

“Are you saying that you are here to save us?”

“Yes.”

Colin nodded, holding two Golden Marks in his hand, maintaining the interweaving of “Light” and “Flame,” his gaze as piercing as a torch, compelling others to instinctively avert their eyes, not daring to meet his gaze—

Even though the “Light” was also so damn bright, during a conversation, once you avert your gaze.

It often means you’re giving up some ground, if only slightly.

Looking at the progress of the task, which was currently around forty percent, Colin used the knowledge Shana had taught him to take advantage of the other party’s psychological easing, stating proactively:

“If everything goes well, perhaps I can take you out of this place, to a relatively safer area compared to here, where there won’t be so many anomalies.”

Colin wasn’t too clear whether the transfer would be to Earth or somewhere else at that time.

But in any case…

It was definitely going to be much better than this twelfth-floor hospital.

The level of danger here was almost catching up with the outskirts of the “Disaster of Magic Fog,” although it seemed that the number of oddities was not as endless as the Mist Disaster, Colin had observed that the anomalies here could not be killed by conventional methods.

Even he couldn’t do it…

The anomalies in this damned place don’t drop anything when killed, indicating they are only somewhat like “projections”.

And to truly resolve the situation, one would have to delve deeply into who knows how many layers.

But even Colin, a “Flamebearer” Reservist, had no idea what lay beyond the hospital, not to mention these “ordinary people” here who only had a bit of power at their disposal.

“Leaving here…” the leading survivor fell silent upon hearing his words.

Although the mysterious strong man’s words were tempting, they still felt very unreal to them.

Of course, despite the sense of unreality, she couldn’t help asking, “What’s outside?”

Good, being interested in the outside is good…

Colin thought to himself, luckily these were not like the silicon-based beings from the shattered crystal clusters he had met while delivering messages before. Those creatures had poor heat dissipation, preferred cold areas, and when Colin spoke of warmth, each of them thought he was describing a fearsome hell.

It caused some unpleasant misunderstanding…

“There are foods sufficient to solve hunger, there is a giant “Flame” called the ‘sun’ suspended in the sky that appears regularly, showering warmth and light when it’s time, giving people hope and courage, as well as, lights that allow people to pass through the darkness, tools that enable one to easily cross thousands of miles…”

Listening to Colin’s description, the people showed wistful expressions.

Especially that “sun,” according to records, people had indeed lived in such a world a long time ago.

And sometimes, the people who were bred from a biological substance obtained from “Psychotic Madmen” would receive their information, conceiving strange memories in their minds.

Among them were memories of such a fascinating world.

‘How did Brother Shunzi manage to turn everyday things into content as sacred as the Bible?’ the eyes behind the bandages of the Ashen Holy Body widened.

But despite his surprise, he also carefully recorded Brother Shunzi’s expressions and movements.

After all, he couldn’t be sure if a similar task would require such details in the future…

After a while, having listened to Colin’s descriptions, which weren’t much of a deception, the hospital survivors’ leader spoke:

“It’s a tempting world, but, I don’t believe it.”

Pausing for a moment, she added: “Instead of these intangible words, we trust things that can be held.”

“What do you want? As long as it exists, I can promise you anything…” Colin felt she might want some items or something.

But the next second, he saw her lick her lips, and a bad feeling suddenly surged in his heart.

“I want your biological reproducibility biomass… not too much, just ten milliliters will do.”

“Huh?”

A puzzled look crossed Colin’s face, and he took a moment to grasp what the biological reproducibility biomass she referred to meant; then, even with his wide experience and numerous missions completed, he drew a sharp breath…