Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 621 The Game Begin!!

The moment they had all been waiting for had arrived!!

Now it was time to depart from the Zoratian planet and step into the third game located on the planet Argento.

Vritra and his wives hadn't enjoyed much leisure following their wedding; the longer they put it off, the tougher the challenges would grow.

Everyone dressed up and stuffed themselves with food until they were full, after which Vritra guided his wives toward the hall.

His seven wives positioned themselves in front of him, and shortly afterward, Shitless and Onest, those two expendable allies, showed up.

"Okay, is everyone prepared to head out?" Vritra inquired, scanning their faces. Each of his wives responded with firm nods and resolute looks.

"U- Uh, pitiful one, do we still have a choi-" the monk lifted his hand and questioned.

"No, but there are several key points we must grasp before entering." With that, Vritra prompted Divine to begin and relay his insights to the group.

"The world you're about to enter closely resembles your Earth. In fact, Earth itself serves as a potential future game setting anyway.

Your powers and skills will be sealed away there, so unless it's your only option, avoid exposing your true capabilities. Doing so could not only eject you back here in defeat but also impose harsh penalties later on." Divine delivered his words with grave seriousness.

He continued: "Moreover, avoid death at all costs. Should any of you perish, revival becomes impossible.

Their soul would get devoured instantly by the game system itself."

"Remember, your goal is to eliminate participants from Argento Planet and make it to the tower. Stay vigilant in that place, trust no one, and act as ruthlessly as needed.

Mutant monsters aren't the sole threat lurking there." Divine cautioned them.

"That's everything for now?" Vritra pressed, treating the game with utmost gravity.

"Yes, for the moment. I'll cover more details once you're inside." Divine replied.

The entire group realized that upon the game's launch, their abilities would revert to those of mere mortals.

They chatted briefly about various matters among themselves, as even Divine couldn't divulge every minor aspect at this stage.

"Fine, we're set!" Vritra declared. They couldn't transport inventory items or any belongings whatsoever.

"You'll be transported into the game shortly. Give it your all to endure; it'll prove extremely tough, yet your advancement will remain swift."

As Divine concluded his words, the space surrounding the ten individuals trembled, and the surroundings blurred into haze.

Their forms began to shimmer and fragment into minuscule specks, gradually fading away from the Zoratian planet.

Within a seemingly pillaged apartment, chaos reigned with shattered glass and scattered belongings everywhere.

It appeared the raid had occurred recently, and ten lifeless bodies sprawled across the floor, a spreading pool of blood staining the hall.

The blood retained its warmth.

Abruptly, the corpses emitted a glow and dissolved in seconds, taking the blood with them.

In their place, ten figures materialized, the team glancing around in bewilderment.

Upon arrival, Vritra immediately sensed the alterations in his physique.

Though their looks remained unchanged, all traces of power and skills had vanished entirely.

'I feel utterly feeble; I've truly turned into an average human being.' Vritra shook his head, a surge of unease washing over him.

"This spot… it's been completely wrecked, as if looters just swept through." Yasmine examined the area and voiced her observation.

"Onest, secure the door right away. We ought to assess the current circumstances first. Given it's already ransacked, those intruders likely won't return." Vritra instructed.

"Sigh, this location feels freezing." Fiona chafed her hands, trembling a little.

"Yeah, snow's still falling out there." Diana peered out the window and spotted the heavy blanket of snow blanketing the landscape.

Were it not for his knowledge otherwise, he might have sworn they were truly back on Earth.

Modern devices like a television, fridge, and others dotted the space, evoking a strong sense of familiarity.

Vritra realized they were positioned somewhere near the twelfth story.

He inspected his inventory—empty—and then said: "Let's scour this area first for any weapo-"

Mid-sentence, his eyes darted to the nearby window, sending chills racing across his skin as his pulse nearly halted.

In haste, he yanked Yasmine and Maeve, who stood next to him, behind the wall and signaled the others to remain hushed.

The rest fell silent and pressed against the wall; they too had vaguely detected something moments ago.

From their twelfth-floor vantage, he had just glimpsed an enormous eye matching his own size peering into the apartment.

A chilling murderous intent radiated from that hideous eye, capable of wiping out all ten in an instant.

THUMP THUMP

The heavy footsteps of the massive beast receding rang out.

After lingering a while longer, he cautiously glanced out; the mangled, fractured mutated beast had indeed departed.

Snow blanketed the exterior world.

"Whew, what in the world was that? Have mutations progressed this far already?" Vritra mopped the perspiration from his brow.

Perhaps due to his current ordinary state, his responses had shifted dramatically.

In the past, such fear wouldn't have gripped him, but now that horrifying mutant had nearly paralyzed him.

"Anyway, let's rummage through here for whatever weapons or clothing we can grab; we'll need to evacuate this structure shortly."

Vritra suggested, prompting them all to quietly begin their search.

A few minutes later, they reconvened in the hall.

"I picked up this steel pipe; one end's busted and seems pretty jagged." Onest announced, twirling the yard-long pipe.

The sensation of helplessness left them all uneasy.

"I got a shattered knife."

Everyone had scavenged something, though these makeshift arms offered scant protection.

"These'll do temporarily. Hold on, how exactly do we build strength in this world?" Vritra questioned, having overlooked that vital detail.

He clutched a metal baseball bat.

"Through slaying the mutant beings. Each kill will unlock various powers. Your mutation levels will keep rising." Divine responded without delay.

Vritra felt somewhat relieved that Divine hadn't vanished once more, and the progression system mirrored what he knew.

"Okay, time to venture outside and scout. We also require food and warmer garb; the chill here bites deep." Even he sensed the cold seeping into his core.

Vritra approached the door and eased it open as soundlessly as he could.

Then he glanced down the hallway; his initial intent was to raid other units.

His corridor featured precisely four dwellings, two per side.

Two doors stood ajar too, undoubtedly plundered like their current spot.

Bloody footprints marked the hallway, trailing in and out of three apartments.

Just the fourth showed no signs of exit tracks.

Yet his attention locked onto a silhouette at the corridor's far end.

Towering over eight feet with hideously bulging muscles, even viewed from the rear, Vritra recognized it as a mutant zombie.

It simply loomed there, staring at the wall, its form riddled with gashes and gore.

"Crap, talk about bad timing. That thing looks formidable." Vritra mused, then recalled the status check.

He shut the door firmly and mentally summoned.

'Status?'

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