SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 833 - 833 569 Promotion to Level C Employee (10K)_3

Chapter 833: Chapter 569: Promotion to Level C Employee! (10K!)_3 Chapter 833: Chapter 569: Promotion to Level C Employee! (10K!)_3 “Alright, alright, alright, with this thing, rescuing people is a whole lot easier. Damn it, there was an idiot yelling about his son being in trouble, so I busted my ass only to dig up a dead dog, then I found out his son was a dog. And then he accused me of killing his dog because I was digging too roughly. He insisted on rescuing his dead, dumb Teddy, or he’d drag us all down with him. Sickened me to death…”

“Folks! Be careful of the Heretic members! Some bastards are posing as officials and performing blood sacrifices. Official personnel will have a badge on their chest that can be matched with the ‘Human Consciousness Aggregate’ to verify identity. If they don’t have it, you’re better off keeping your distance…”

“Guys, I need backup… There are too many people over here.”

“Post your exact location when you call for backup, how the hell is anyone supposed to know where you need support with you just yelling like that…”

“…”

He quickly processed the information in his head, especially the last few messages. His attention then turned to the self-proclaimed “The Great Wall” Employee, noting the work-like badge on his chest with the name “Rogue” and other identifying details, he breathed a sigh of relief.

However, before he could speak, the voice of “The Great Wall” Elite echoed once more:

“Friend, sorry to trouble you, but from now on, you’ll be covering their evacuation by train. After all, there’s still quite a distance to cover, and plenty of abnormal species are invading. A few hundred people shouldn’t be a problem for you. The rest of us will take over the battle here…”

Before the most terrifying “God disaster,” there had already been large-scale attacks by abnormal and Heretic races, which could be somewhat withstood. But when the most intense period of the “God disaster” came shortly afterward…

Disasters struck one after another, and it seemed like the Earth itself was on the brink of collapse.

They, the “ordinary people,” didn’t even have the credentials to get involved. Only now, when things had calmed down slightly, did they have the chance to come out and provide rescue—

Of course, according to some “Fate Propeller” masters, this rescue operation wouldn’t last very long…

In a day or a few days, disaster on the scale of the “God disaster” might strike again.

All that could be done now was to evacuate ordinary people as quickly as possible, transporting away as many as they could…

It was as he spoke that a rumbling noise came from behind the Elite named “Rogue” who stood watch over “The Great Wall.”

Assisted by some observation tools, the Level E Employee peered into the distance and saw, at the end of the wasteland of ruins, thousands of steel machines rolling forward on tracks, protected by a dense swarm of drones…

From within, artillery barrels flashed continuously, firing shells.

Yet, what truly shocked him was not this, but rather, following the mighty steel tide, a two-hundred-meter-tall Flame Giant that inspired immense shock as it approached.

It slowly followed behind the army, traversing the land of ruins.

On its ghostly body, faces opened their mouths periodically, projecting horrifying jets of flame toward the unknown enemies in the distance.

Among the sizeable support troops, beyond these beings, he also sensed some double-qualified “official” Extraordinary Ones!

Seeing this, the Level E Employee nodded, doubting no longer, and led those he could save toward the nearest train station.

“The current mission, protect and rescue at full strength. If you can send people away according to the previous contract, then do it. If you can’t, bring as many as possible back to the shelter. Then, Squad Four, follow me to sweep this area thoroughly. We’ll hold off those Heretic Races here, buying more time for the operations of Shelter No. 2, bracing for the next wave of enemies…”

The Elite from “The Great Wall” spoke as such. As an Elite Rising Star, he had some knowledge of top-secret information, aware there was a limit to how many people the train could transport. He didn’t know the exact number—it could be a lot, but he knew it wouldn’t be enough for everyone…

Adding to the chaos, disasters, and invading races, it wasn’t feasible to put all hopes of survival on this single point.

Fortunately, they had several other plans.

As he pondered, he looked up into the sky, witnessing the terrifying red-lit fragments drawing ever closer and feeling the stir of those eager to wreak havoc, he became acutely aware.

The war was far from over; it had barely even begun. A strong premonition told him that this place might be where his life would end.

But, what of it?

Just then, as if sensing something, he withdrew his gaze and soared into the sky to look out into the distance. He saw an incoming tide of terrible blasphemous creatures.

Their movements stirred up clouds of dust, shaking the ground.

On another front, mountainous beings issued dreadful roars, emitting waves of force that tore the ground apart…

“Everyone, attention! Prepare for combat within ten minutes! We are going to build The Great Wall here, to hold back the flood!”

…

Meanwhile, within the Employee’s inner channel.

“Speaking of which, where’s Brother Shunzi? What’s happened to Brother Shunzi? Let’s hurry to Brother Shunzi’s side…”

“Can’t do it, he’s at the core of the battlefield for this event. We just ran into him. If Brother Shunzi hadn’t taken all the damage and used some Spatial Artifact to move us, our group would probably be gone.”

“Quit the bullshit talk, what’s the situation with Brother Shunzi now? Hurry up and support him!”

“It’s tough, you know what’s happening here? The God Battle Center! An ocean spanning thousands of kilometers was just vaporized, man can’t get there, don’t go…”