Chapter 511: It’s an honor to be a bonfire dog, unlike some stray dogs…
"No, this is the 'Kingdom of Containment', a special containment facility directly controlled by Rosen's sole consciousness. Not everyone can influence it. The local node company only has monitoring rights and some emergency intervention rights, but they don't have the ability to deal with me further..."
The tone of the "King of Mad Sound" inexplicably rose.
You're so proud of yourself even though you're locked up... Colin couldn't help but complain in his heart.
Sometimes there is always some inexplicable competitive spirit among the sheltered objects, which is puzzling.
Of course, this can also be regarded as an aspect of the other party's "humanity".
Then……
Noticing something in the other person's words, Colin's mind raced, and he realized something interesting...
"If nothing unexpected happens, the 'branch' might be what Rosen left behind, but it's actually unable to handle the objects in this so-called 'Kingdom of Shelter'?" Colin pondered.
This branch's authority isn't as broad as I imagined...
Then, Colin asked about some specific details of the "Shelter Kingdom of God".
"Those who are usually imprisoned in the 'Kingdom of Containment' are considered to be of considerable value to the company. That's why I was able to enter here..."
The "King of Crazy Sound" secretly increased his own value.
Colin did not refute this. It was hard to say what the combat capabilities of the "King of Mad Sound" were, but its power was special and related to vibrations, so it was indeed worth studying.
Then, he continued to hear the "King of Mad Sound" say:
"Aside from Rosen himself, if anyone wants to deal with me, it can only report to its superiors and receive approval, or, in special circumstances, dispatch another Fire Wielder. So, you don't need to worry about its impact on me. It can't even force me into labor dispatch."
Nowadays, the "messengers" sent from above are standing by it. What is there for a small node company to be afraid of?
That's why it says there's no need to worry.
Even if the branch wants to deal with itself, its report application will not be approved. In its view, the grandfathers may not be able to deal with something now, but when they really have the time, they can deal with the branch in minutes.
"Can we still use labor dispatch?" Colin stood there, raising his eyebrows.
"Well, for some of the more cooperative containments, they'll sometimes use some means to send them out to complete some more troublesome tasks. For those who don't cooperate, they'll transfer their power to the machines through some means..."
“6.”
Colin opened his mouth, but could only utter this word.
"Isn't this risky? Aren't you afraid that he might run away?" He couldn't help but ask curiously.
"There is a risk. Some of the subjects might not cooperate after being released and might even cause damage. But if they run, they won't be able to escape."
Although it wasn't obvious, Colin could still hear a hint of helplessness and resignation in the tone of the "King of Mad Sound":
"High-level containment is a valuable asset of the company. I don't know about other star regions, but here, before the containment agreement is in place, the possibility of escape by any known means is equivalent to zero. The escape rate is currently zero."
Important property...
Hearing these words, Colin couldn't help but recall some of the situations he encountered when the starship recovered the "Time Reversal" card.
At that time, a strange creature that could generate electricity was caught, and then time began to flow backwards.
Then……
Even if time goes back, there is no way to make the company spit out what it has put into its pocket.
Shaking his head, Colin didn't think much about it and simply asked other questions, such as whether he knew "Ms. Thorn" and so on. But unfortunately, the "King of Mad Sound" didn't know much about this.
After one last chat, Colin prepared to leave.
"Respected Master Fire Bearer, if you have any questions, please feel free to contact me again. I will do whatever I can to help you, even if it means sacrificing my life!"
"Where did you learn these weird compliments? I feel like you're becoming more and more smooth..."
Colin waved his hand, turned around, and walked away step by step.
As he watched his flame-covered figure gradually walk away, the "King of Mad Sound" began to feel a little melancholy.
I don’t really understand what is going on with the Bonfire Company right now. Why would a small branch in a region dare to confront the inspection ambassadors from above?
this……
Although the current status of this employee is not so right.
But as a reserve who is about to become a "Fire Bearer", his authority is extremely great. Moreover, even if the other party is not a "Fire Bearer" now and his authority has not reached the peak, does that mean he will not be one in the future?
But there's one thing the "King of Mad Sound" hasn't quite figured out yet...
Although he knew that the company might have some minor problems, he felt that the company should still have a lot of strength reserved.
But why...
For such an important task as the recycling of Lawson’s legacy, the company will only handle it in a “small way”.
The armies and senior employees sent out are certainly powerful, but in terms of results, they are far less useful than a genuine "Fire Bearer".
Not to mention its combat power, the "unlimited emergency authority" it possesses alone is enough to solve most of the problems here.
It may take no more than three days to get everything done.
You know, the world's numbered indigenous people think that the magic fog disaster or that disaster is just a leak in the roof in its eyes.
Although too much water leakage may drown it in the room, this also shows that the entire room is still very sturdy.
Various branch line agreements are still operating generally normally.
Based on this point alone, the "fire holder" or senior employee who comes here can solve all the problems without using any other hands or feet, even if he only uses his brain and ideas.
But now, there has been no "fire bearer" or senior employee who can solve everything. Instead, a reserve force has been sent to solve the problem bit by bit.
Solve a little bit every time you grow up, solve a little bit every time you grow up...
Is it to train new people?
Cultivating a new "King of Madness" is understandable, but using this incident to cultivate newcomers is a bit...
After pondering for a long time, it finally found a word from the knowledge base of "human nature" - "killing a chicken with a butcher knife"?
Or is there some other reason why this has to happen?
What is going on outside?
The "King of Mad Sound" tried to look outside, but he couldn't see anything. It was difficult for him to show any strength outside the maze.
I can only accept some shocking news coming down from above...
However, his behavior did not lead to anything happening, but instead attracted some other things.
Some strange whispers came from all directions again...
"Do you actually believe their lies? Humans can't be trusted. You were just a lowly stray dog in the past..."
"It's only been a few hundred years, and you've already accepted your fate?"
"I've seen that the universe has already changed, and Bonfire Company is about to exit the stage of history..."
"The Chaos Godhead will descend again..."
"Assist us to bring back the era of supreme divinity. Together, we will transcend the ultimate time with the sublime will of divinity..."
“…”
"unlucky!"
The transformed body of the "King of Mad Sound" waved his hand, and all the mumbling disappeared completely.
"I listened to you guys and took advantage of the situation. As a result, I've been imprisoned until now. It's hurt me terribly. And those two, they promised not to rebel, but ended up dying so early..."
"A few hundred years isn't a long time, but why don't you try being imprisoned in the 'Kingdom of Containment'?"
"I have been tortured here for more than tens of millions of years!"
"As long as I can get out, as long as I can get out, as long as..."
The King of Mad Sound muttered frantically, then suddenly laughed out loud:
"Dog? Being a bonfire dog is the greatest honor!
"Unlike some stray dogs, who have clearly been imbued with 'humanity' and acquired some sense of honor and disgrace, yet still run around without knowing who their masters are...
"I 'll be out sooner or later, and you'll just have to rot here forever, eventually being taken in by the First Fire and used as firewood!"
He responded sarcastically to the sealed inmates.
…
After returning to the territory, Colin didn't mention the branch office again. After all, that place was blocked, and it was useless to think about it logically. Anyway, it was already recorded in the notebook, and there would be plenty of time to think about it after returning...
There are a lot of tasks to do on a daily basis, such as accepting displaced refugees, reclaiming farmland, building houses, promoting sanitation, and preparing for the development of education.
“The staff still feels like it’s not enough.”
Colin looked at the territory. The general outline of the town was basically there, and he felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment in farming.
I just feel like it's not developing fast enough.
But the fifty employees here, plus their pile of props, have been pushed to their limits. Colin has done it for them, providing them with "colorless crystals" to sustain their energy day and night for seven days, and using props including the "Seal of the Fire Tree" to help them relax occasionally, so as to achieve the effect of resting for ten minutes and working for a whole day.
But even so, with more and more things to deal with, the manpower still seems insufficient...
On the contrary, the number of refugees coming here is increasing, and various conflicts are also increasing. Everything is beginning to seem stretched to the limit. Some of the previous management methods can no longer keep up and need to be updated...
"Oh, it's such a drain on your energy."
Although Colin was sitting in front of the hot pot, eating hot pot and watching the employees working below, and was not personally involved in the work, his heart was always with the front-line employees.
So it’s just as tiring…
"It all comes down to there being too few people."
" Speaking , my current rank is already D+, and the permissions for 'special talents' haven't been updated yet. Once that's updated, I should be able to recruit a new group of people. Until then, let's find a way to make them more productive."
Colin pondered over it. He currently gave his employees one or two hours of lunch time every day.
Doesn't this seem a bit too extravagant?
What's with eating? I can eat while working. With the Beyonder's physique, just a couple of bites is enough to fill me up...
There is no need to waste too much time on special occasions.
"After all, each of us is a transcendent being with extraordinary powers. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Those who are fortunate enough to possess power beyond the ordinary must always make extraordinary sacrifices..."
Colin thought about how to bring this up with everyone so as not to be ignored. Oh, how to make everyone accept it.
"Come to think of it, it's only been three hours since we arrived on Earth after Project Arrival concluded, so essentially I just had them work for three hours straight. It shouldn't be a problem."
Thinking of this, Colin felt that the situation was much better.
But at this moment, he suddenly couldn't help but think of the protagonists in those novels.
Those protagonists who, alone, could stir up the world and push the times forward with the little knowledge in their heads...
Colin admired him sincerely. Unlike him, even with so many forces supporting him from behind, he still found many things difficult to handle.
If I had two "protagonists" under me, things would probably be much easier.
Shaking his head slightly, Colin retracted the idea and began to prepare for the next communication with the employees, starting with Class D. No, Class D has been very busy for a long time now, and they are naturally his own people.
"Hold a meeting then and ask them to come up with some new time plans."
After simply coming up with some ideas, Colin didn't think any further.
Soon after, with the wailing of some employees, the new arrangement began to be implemented, and Colin took a group of people out to hunt the terrifying creatures in the surrounding area.
As well as spending time with Xiaohong on a daily basis and working with Shana to hone her technical skills.
Seven days passed quickly.
In the last half hour before leaving, some employees looked at Colin expectantly - he said that if they worked harder this time, they would get a small gold bean that could activate a buff as a reward.
They had that thing once before.
After using it, in their daily abnormal events, it was just like a level 10 copy with a level 30 indestructible buff, and they were able to crush them the whole time, which was impressive.
Looking at their gazes, Colin glanced at Shana, and after exchanging a glance, he distributed the "Buffs" that he had prepared, which were about the size of soybeans.
"It seems that everyone wants this thing very much. Maybe you can consider selling it at my auction house?" Colin couldn't help but mention it to Shana when he saw this scene.
"I can, but I don't have enough mysterious materials. Gold is still very precious..."
"It's okay. I'll take care of this part. You provide the effort and I'll provide the materials." Colin waved his hand. On Earth, the value of gold in mysticism has not yet been developed.
With his strength, it is not difficult to get it, but I don’t know if he can use it here.
"That's fine with me."
Shana nodded and didn't refuse again.
The "Golden Sun" mark specially prepared for Colin was quite time-consuming and laborious to create...
But these small ones are easier to make.
She can make dozens of them in just an hour a day.
"Okay, I'll go back and check the price to see what's a good deal."
After a brief exchange, Colin and the others returned through the "Advent Protocol" amid everyone's reluctant gazes.
…
“Ding-ding-ding-ding—”
The distant and ancient bell sound slowly fades away in my ears...
Colin returned to reality, and before he could even take out the parchment, he immediately began to recall some things related to the Advent Project and the "branch".
