SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 789 - 789 552 With Great Power Comes Great Debt._2

Chapter 789: Chapter 552: With Great Power Comes Great Debt._2 Chapter 789: Chapter 552: With Great Power Comes Great Debt._2 “I’ll sell some more stuff later, should be able to scrape together a few tens of thousands of points to use.”

Colin did a quick calculation and felt cheerful, having resolved another hundred thousand points.

The remaining five hundred thousand points…

In the previous month and a half, working with Shana selling golden beans, they split the profits fifty-fifty, Colin remembered that she had also accumulated a solid base, which was on him, about seventy-four thousand or more.

“I’ll mention it to Shana later.”

Colin pursed his lips, knowing that Shana would most likely be willing to lend, even all of it.

The pressure immediately eased up a lot.

But thinking of Shana, Colin then remembered the “King of Madness.” He recalled that even the “Mark of the Fire Tree” could save up some points, so the “King of Madness” might have some too, right?

“It is a high-ranking being, after all… Forget it, being caged up, it probably doesn’t have any, and even if it does…”

Colin thought of that “branch office.”

With its nature, if it had any points, they would surely be swindled out of it.

“Oh right, speaking of ‘Bonfire,’ how could I forget, some of the ‘summoning’ artifacts, those Containment Subjects turned into artifacts, most of them would have saved up a little over the years…”

Colin set his sights on the savings of these artifacts’ Containment Subjects.

He figured he could find some employees later, discuss the situation, and temporarily “sell” those artifacts to him. After extracting the points, he’d sell them back, sharing some of the received points with the others.

Although these Containment Subjects inside the artifacts seemed to be “underpaid,” over the course of a couple of hundred years, they would have accumulated at least a few hundred points, if not a few thousand, and if he was lucky, perhaps he could hit a jackpot.

“With my reputation, it should be no problem to carry this out, and as for what the Containment Subjects think…”

Colin had no intention of ignoring them: “I’m just borrowing, and when I earn more points in the future, I’ll repay them. As long as I become a Level C Employee, everything will start to look up.”

“Now down to four hundred thousand points, let’s see how much they can add to it, hm, any amount is fine, it’s all an unexpected windfall.”

After calming down, Colin lay on the bed, rubbing his hot forehead, feeling the pressure was still somewhat great.

Of course, the main reason for the pressure wasn’t just the points…

It was more about the vague hints of information behind this task.

“Some sort of big event is about to happen…” Colin felt especially uneasy at the thought.

This kind of thing doesn’t bother you normally, but as soon as you settle down and think about it, you can’t help but feel an inexplicable absurdity…

Who would have thought that a world that looks normal and seems to be improving would, perhaps soon, be facing a major crisis?

However, before he could dwell on it further, the Little Maid’s voice suddenly came from aside:

“Mr. Colin, your meal is ready.”

“Hmm.” Colin rolled over and sat up.

Things have come to this; it’s time first for a meal, to help relax after a good feed. After checking the time and confirming he had some to spare, he began to actively take on some tasks.

Currently, D Level Missions typically range from three to five hundred points each and you can only take on a maximum of three a week.

Of course, special talents get privileges and can do seven.

“Really too considerate, aren’t they…”

Colin pursed his lips, unable to help muttering softly: “Damn, this mission system is like hunger marketing…”

Then, he randomly picked a mission called “Old Mountain Ancestral House” and began to execute it.

Perhaps because he took the initiative in accepting the mission, Colin was surprised to find that there were no unexpected incidents the entire time, just an ancient, abandoned house in the middle of a little mountain.

Inside, some clay figures possibly revived the sealed Containment Subjects within due to weathering over the years.

However, after Colin set fire to the entire area, including that section of the mountain, the event came to an end…

“It looks like the tasks I usually receive passively must be carefully selected for me.”

“But seriously, is this the level of tasks that D Level staff used to do?”

Colin, watching the melted mountainside, shook his head with a sigh, no wonder they were all so lousy before.

The intensity is just too low…

Doing this kind of task every day, how can he lend himself money? No, that’s not right, how can he improve himself?

With a gesture, the flame that melted the mountain too, along with its heat, returned to Colin’s hand. Soon after returning home, he settled the points…

“A D Level Mission, get an A rating, and they only give eight or nine hundred points and two Silver Task Certificates? They must think I’m a beggar!”

Colin frowned, after two months here, he’d barely reached around ten thousand points, not even enough to cover the odds and ends needed for point repairs.

After some thought, his gaze settled on some “difficult team missions.”

These missions required ten people to carry out together, and because of the large number of people, the internal situation was complex, which is why not many employees were willing to do them, even though the points were two to three times the usual amount.

However, if they were successfully completed, one could at least get two thousand points, and the more one contributed to the evaluation, the more points one could get…

Of course, even on its own, it still didn’t seem high.

But when ten or more people did it at once, and each of those ten or more people could earn that much, the total was substantial.

And as long as employees had money, they could find a way to borrow some…

“Feels like I could start a team, recruit people, on the condition that a share of the points goes to me…”

Colin mulled it over and felt the plan was feasible.

Aside from points, Mission Vouchers were also important in a task, and while the points might be fewer, complex types of team missions could easily yield a Gold Mission Voucher.

Just having this single gold voucher in hand meant no loss.

Indeed, as soon as Colin mentioned this, many employees responded, expressing their willingness to follow him on the mission.

Colin first picked a D Level fifteen-person team mission called the “Terror Circus.”

The requirement was to locate the core, restart some of the old arrangements and re-stabilize that special small area.

The amusement park was quite large, it might be no smaller than some common cities, and it had various rules one had to follow or else get discovered by the myriad anomalies in the circus and then face the crazy attacks of strange and horrific entities—

Of course, this particular situation didn’t apply to Colin.

The anomalies’ attacks in the circus were simply approaches in weird manners followed by stabbings, or they involved mimicry, or turning into shadows, air, and so on, floating over.

But, in front of “Bonfire,” these methods were simply worthless.

Colin only needed to maintain the bonfire burning beside him in his normal state, and their tactics would be unraveled.

In this dominant state, the anomalies could only “despair” as they watched Colin and the others make their way to a tough and special black crystal.

By infusing new energy and restarting the old arrangements, all anomalies returned to the circus…

And transformed into roles similar to “NPCs.”

The most time-consuming part of the process was finding the core’s exact location.

“Large complicated tasks aren’t as complex as I thought.”

Colin casually assessed.

Upon hearing this, some of the employees who had entered the instance, split up to search for the core, and ended up injured by concentrated and intense attacks were somewhat embarrassed.

It wasn’t long before the event ended, and they returned to reality.

“Not bad, over three thousand seven hundred points.”

Colin took a quick look, checking on the parchment, where most folks’ points were around a thousand, the lowest being seven hundred, the highest one thousand and eight hundred.

Regardless of the amount, according to the previous agreement, fifty percent had to go to him.

In addition, twenty percent had to be “lent” to him.

With one thousand points, Colin would have seven hundred in hand.

“Life finally has some damn hope…”

Colin, who had been stressed and frazzled by the demands of the missions, looked at the tens of thousands of points in his hand and finally felt some confidence at the bottom of his heart.

If every large mission could earn this amount.

Then in two months, the points should be enough to meet the needs for repairing items…

At this moment, the only thing Colin needed to worry about was the scarcity of such ordinary tasks that could be actively undertaken and claimed to be complex maladies but in reality could be completed just by strolling down the street.

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