SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
Chapter 849 - 849 575 The 3rd Day of Descent

Chapter 849: Chapter 575: The 3rd “Day of Descent. Chapter 849: Chapter 575: The 3rd “Day of Descent. “Goodbye.”

Colin’s eyes flickered, wanting to say farewell, but due to extreme fatigue, even as his mouth opened slightly, no sound came out.

And at that moment, fearing “Old Master Wu,” the “Yukionna” hidden in the shadows reappeared.

By the time Colin’s eyes opened and closed again, a lot of time had apparently passed.

Because the scene had once again changed…

He had been taken by the “Yukionna” into a hiding spot in some unknown corner.

However, since Old Master Wu had helped mask some of his scent, he was no longer like before, sporadically sought out by cultists or even some high-level Containment Subjects.

Moreover, the pollution from the “Red Moon” served as a sort of natural canopy in a way, deterring high beings from descending.

Now, at last, he finally had a chance to catch his breath…

But, Colin also noticed that the duration of his unconsciousness seemed to be getting longer and longer.

He used to wake up several times a day, but now he might not even open his eyes once in an entire day.

And the intervals between awakenings were getting shorter and shorter…

…

Meanwhile, beneath a world covered in crimson,

Deep inside a shattered refuge, within the only channel of clear water, suddenly a “squeak squeak squeak” sound emerged.

Before long, a figure covered in scars and extensive burns emerged with a splash, their hands stretched out onto the bank from underwater.

Then, aided by a host of unseen rats, he crawled out.

Lying on his back amidst the ruins, he struggled to lift his head and peered through the cracks at the dark red world outside, his eyes filled with hate.

If it weren’t for that guy, none of this would have turned out like this!

“Colin, the world has collapsed, countless lives have been lost to this, is this what you, is this what you ‘Flame Bearers’ wanted?!”

“We’ve all lost!”

“What ‘Flame Bearer’?! A bunch of long-dead souls, only dragging others down! There’s nothing but empty promises, no actual substance to prove success, just blind faith… What’s the difference between this path and a pyramid scheme?!”

“The fate of humanity should not be left in the hands of such scammers…”

“No, I haven’t lost, I still have a chance, I can still succeed, no, only I can, only I can make it…”

“Only I can lead…”

His spirit seemed tangible as he spoke with resentment.

Towards the end, his whispers turned somewhat frantic.

After a while, he seemed to notice something, and all sound instantly vanished.

He turned his head toward the nearby corner, where he saw a group of survivors huddled together, shivering as they watched him…

“Hey, hehehe, truly, lucky, at this time, to still encounter such high-quality, biological material…”

The horribly disfigured figure began to speak:

“You, come here, you are very lucky, you will have the opportunity to become an important part of humanity’s great plan again, come, give me your biological matter…

“I promise, your sacrifice will be forever remembered by me, your contribution will be remembered by all…

“I will live forever with you!”

He uttered an extremely persuasive and amiable whisper, trying to call those ordinary people to him.

However, unexpectedly, these people showed no sign of being swayed by his power…

Was it because he was too weak?

“To sacrifice for me, is to sacrifice for humanity’s great fate, what are you standing there for?!” he said, somewhat anxiously.

His power was clearly still present, so why weren’t his words having any effect?

Why weren’t those people coming forward to devote themselves to the great cause?

Nearby, the few rats that remained squeaked as if issuing threats.

Nevertheless, the survivors didn’t budge, just staring at him from the shadows.

“You…”

Before he could finish, the old acquaintance, now somewhat calm, noticed the strange emotion on the faces of these ordinary people who lacked a sense of the bigger picture…

There was both fear and hatred…

Why would they hate?

At that moment, an angry shout came from the crowd.

“It’s him! It’s that Rat monster, I remember, it’s him who killed Uncle Liu, killed my father, made our refuge disappear!”

A teenage girl, with tears streaming down, yelled angrily, ready to charge forward.

She clearly remembered how, that Rat monster, with some incomprehensible talk of “sacrifice,” had killed all the Extraordinary Ones in the refuge, drained their blood, poured it into a large cauldron, and then left.

It was because of this that the refuge was destroyed, and countless people died…

The few remaining people could only hide in this deepest single room of the refuge, surviving on their last morsels.

In that moment, she wanted to rush out and fight the monster, but before she could, she was pulled back by her equally enraged mother.

However, her brother, unnoticed on the side, actually broke away from the crowd, clutching a brick he had picked up at some point, and rushed towards him.

“Be careful…” the mother cried out in desperation.

But by then, the little boy’s brick had already viciously struck the ghastly creature.

“Die! Die, you monster! Monster!!!” the little boy screamed heart-rendingly, swinging the brick with all his might, smashing it repeatedly onto the monster’s head.