SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 814 - 814 562 Descending God

Chapter 814: Chapter 562: Descending God! Chapter 814: Chapter 562: Descending God! Colin felt an uncomfortable sense of unease as he stepped into the room, reminiscent of the feeling he would get as a child visiting a stranger’s home.

“Thump, thump…”

His heartbeat inexplicably quickened, and he felt like a thief, but a deep breath helped him adjust considerably.

At the same time, after entering, he noticed that he could now clearly see the scattered books and some of the document content beneath his feet.

“Gene Control Theory: Selected Edition”,

“Extracting and Applying the Power of Stereotypical Thoughts on Public Perception”,

“Liberating Mysticism: From Beginner to…”,

“Material Deconstruction and Reorganization Guidance”,

“Information and Matter”,

“Human Body…”…

“Some things are still unclear, but speaking of which, ‘Extracting and Applying the Power of Stereotypical Thoughts on Public Perception’ seems…”

Colin paused, his gaze lingering on the book, a vague inspiration flickering in his mind—

This thing was probably talking about “Divine Strike”.

“So, this thing really came from the company.”

Curious, he turned the “Revolver Reverser” into a stick and poked it at the book, trying to lift it to see its contents.

However, he found it completely immovable…

With slight force, the object would collapse downwards, like a sponge.

“Originally, ‘Divine Strike’ must have been taken out from here, but it’s unknown how ‘Fate Propeller’ and the like absorb effective knowledge from these things.”

Colin murmured, taking in everything he could see, thinking that taking advantage of anything he could was worth it. After nearly completing his survey, he approached the door that was opened by a sliver.

He tried to peer inside, but could see nothing…

“Tap tap—” the clear sound of a pen dropping on paper came intermittently.

In his mind, Colin could picture someone sitting at a desk, continuously writing under the cozy, warm yellow light.

Although it was still unclear whether the occupant was the owner of the “Book of Fate” or one of the company’s three giants.

But even if not, it was probably not a small player.

After all, the Corpse Oil flowing out of this room not only nurtured the “Book of Fate”-related item but also developed a whole “Destiny Propeller” and many similar system pathways.

This… Even if not a giant, was probably at least an A Level employee, not much lesser than “Lady Rabbit”!

‘”Lady Rabbit’s” exact level is uncertain, but likely B or B+, or maybe a non-permanent A Level, while the “Book of Fate” seems to surpass a level standard, or even higher, and those who can completely use or carry this level item on missions, considering Rosen’s ‘Hunger’…’

‘Rosen’s tone when he talked about “Lady Rabbit” seems like he was describing someone of a not very different level, so his combat ability may be stronger than “Lady Rabbit’s”, but the position level should be quite similar…’

‘This person here… even if not a giant, is likely an A Level person, just below a giant.’

As Colin’s thoughts spun, he scanned the room again, viewing what could also be a special office?

Why did it feel like the high-ranking members were all so down-to-earth, so “back to basics”…

However, he didn’t dwell on this too much. Realizing the possible rank of the person inside, he took out all his equipment, maximized his BUFF, and prepared for the possibility of having to fight as he pressed his hand on the door and pushed hard—

Immovable.

“Hmm?”

Colin tried again with more force but it remained firmly closed, making him raise his eyebrow: “Something’s up.”

It was then that he suddenly realized from the inspiration transmitted from his mission:

Only those qualified to face the consequences of pushing the door could open it.

He needed to demonstrate the corresponding qualifications!

And his level was, theoretically, supposed to meet the minimum qualifications to handle this situation.

“Damn, ‘Lady Rabbit’ really likes to assign tasks that push the edges of personal capacity, just like Rosen mentioned… I’ve been in the company for less than a year, yet I’m set on apocalyptic-level missions!”

With that thought flickering, Colin instantly activated “Item Liberation” and held four Golden Cards in his hand, not triggering their effects but instead channeling spirit into them, simply releasing their energy.

The emitted power from multiple high-quality items even caused some regional disruptions in time and gravity within the room.

However, these disruptions didn’t affect the room as a whole…

Seeing the situation was almost set, Colin again pressed his hand to the door, ready to push with all his might.

Unexpectedly…

“Creak~” The door was effortlessly pushed open.

And surprisingly, the room inside wasn’t a bedroom but a spacious study, about forty or fifty square meters large. Under warm yellow ceiling lights, rows of books cluttered the shelves, and at the very back by a floor-to-ceiling window, there was an executive desk chair…

However, no person was seen.

Colin, on full alert, saw no adversaries; moreover, the previously intermittent “pen tip” sounds had suddenly disappeared.

Instead, a slight noise of a thick liquid dripping onto the floor took their place…

Pausing for a moment at the doorway, Colin stepped towards the executive desk.

Surprisingly, the rotting smell in the study was quite faint.

And it grew even fainter as he approached the desk…

“Hmph.”

Colin wiped the sweat from his forehead; to ensure he had “qualifications,” he had to continuously maintain full output of the effects of five advanced items, including the “Revolver Reverser”.