Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 624 The Nest

Over a dozen hideous mutated zombies crowded the hallway, each one appearing utterly deformed.

Vritra assessed their power levels, discovering that even the feeblest possessed attributes surpassing 3 in most areas.

However, their spiritual attribute remained notably weak across the board.

"We'll proceed cautiously; if trouble arises, dash into that apartment and conceal yourselves," Vritra instructed, clutching the knife's grip firmly.

For an unknown reason, the zombies refrained from assaulting one another.

Maeve gave a nod, enveloping both herself and Vritra in shadows that rendered their forms nearly invisible amid the gloom.

Switching to stealth, he snatched a ripped shoe from the floor and crept forward without a sound.

The zombies failed to detect their presence, yet he halted just three meters away, wary that their scent might alert the creatures.

Next, he hurled the shoe toward the far side of the corridor.

THUD

The impact echoed loudly, snapping the zombies to attention as they whirled and charged in that direction.

Vritra lunged forward with powerful steps and drove the blade into the nearest zombie's skull with full force.

SWISH

The keen edge sliced through the flesh but lodged halfway into the bone.

'Tch...' He swiftly hammered the knife's hilt repeatedly while the zombie emitted an eerie groan before collapsing motionless.

The assault unfolded so abruptly that the zombie couldn't respond in time.

{Sin Point Gained: Killed a Mutant +53}

[You have slain a mutant creature.]

A sudden warmth surged through his veins, briefly clouding his thoughts with dizziness.

[You have awakened.]

[All stats have increased by 0.5.]

『

[Stats]

(Strength: 1.6)

(Agility: 2.7)

(Endurance: 1.7)

(Spiritual: 1.7)

』

{Sin Points: 200}

Vritra sensed the surge in his power, his muscles tightening with enhanced definition.

A refreshing chill washed over his mind, easing tension and sharpening his awareness.

Though eager to explore the new skill, lingering exposed posed too great a risk.

Vritra seized Maeve's hand and tugged her toward a nearby apartment.

The door stood slightly open; he nudged it wider, peered inside, and they entered with careful steps.

"Master, it looks like no one's around." Maeve retracted the shadows only after confirming safety.

Her skill was growing familiar, despite its current frailty.

"This should place us directly above the house where the others are gathered," Vritra muttered, then summoned his status panel.

『

[Skills]:

[Evomorph]: Depending on circumstances and your requirements, your form may adapt and evolve in multiple forms.

[Blood Manipulation]: The power to manipulate blood.

』

"Two abilities?" Vritra grinned lightly; the initial one resembled Mutamorphis yet felt like a superior iteration.

The latter was entirely fresh and appeared immensely potent.

His mutation gauge had also risen to 0.5, likely indicating his available energy reserves.

"Master, this house holds nothing—it's been thoroughly ransacked." Maeve had scanned the entire space once more but discovered zilch.

"Take this, some water." Vritra retrieved a bottle from his inventory and offered it to her.

"Thank you, master." Maeve beamed warmly, accepted the bottle, and sipped from it.

"Hold on, where'd that water come from? Do you still have an inventory?" The demoness halted abruptly and inquired.

"I'll clarify later; let's inspect the adjacent apartment." He replied, faintly detecting murmurs from the neighboring unit.

He cracked the door open, peeked out, and spotted zombies lurking at the corridor's bend.

"Onward, master~" Maeve urged, wrapping shadows around herself and Vritra once more, though fatigue was setting in.

They slipped quietly to the following apartment, fortunate that the door yielded without resistance.

Inside, a swarm of cockroaches infested the area—this was clearly their domain.

The stench was overpowering.

"M-Master, this spot seems hazardous." Maeve murmured, freezing at the threshold; sheer fortune had allowed her to dispatch that lone cockroach earlier.

Vritra drew the baseball bat from his inventory while holding his breath.

"Remain concealed for now." He burst from the shadows and rushed ahead immediately.

***

On the building's fifth floor, bandit-like thugs occupied every residence.

They occupied two corridors, intending to plunder all available apartments.

Having swept through up to the tenth floor, they eliminated most survivors and seized every valuable item in sight.

"Where's Lukas's squad? They should've checked in by now," growled a man whose body gleamed like forged metal, his voice rough and grating.

"Ron, maybe we head up to investigate? What if they ran into a formidable mutant or scored prime loot and chose to keep it for themselves."

The scrawny, hobbling figure next to the leader Ron suggested.

Lukas's group had ascended merely to scout the upper levels and gauge conditions.

"Hmph, dispatch two more teams—but pick wisely to avoid pointless losses," the leader commanded with a scowl, surrounded by a handful of women.

Despite the alluring company, his mutation limited what he could enjoy.

"We can't linger in this zone much longer; it's Firebulls territory, plus that massive brute lurks nearby," the limper warned, voice laced with dread.

"Boss, I've got two guys here claiming they want in." Another fellow rapped at the door.

"Enlist them if their powers prove handy; otherwise, eliminate them."

The limper departed to execute the directive.

***

Thirteen floors above, Vritra crushed the cockroaches' skulls. The majority lacked real might, and the stronger ones boasted only superior stamina.

Soon enough, he'd eliminated about twenty, with notifications flashing continuously.

{Sin Point Gained: Killed a Mutant +51}

{Sin Point Gained: Killed a Mutant +56}

…

He spared a handful and dispatched the others—this proved a fortunate discovery.

Addressing the floor's gap, he called: "Diana, Mom, I'm dropping the wounded cockroaches down—finish them off and awaken."

"Got it."

Upon hearing the affirmative from below, he started tossing them through.

Precisely eight went down.

BANG

BANG

Multiple thuds echoed, and every cockroach met its end.

"Send their corpses to my reach." Vritra extended his arm into the opening.

Uncertain of his intent, the others complied regardless.

{Sin Point Gained: Touched a dead body +19}

{Sin Point Gained: Touched a dead body +20}

…

'No way to overlook these gains.' He smirked subtly before rising.

"We'll join you shortly—keep safe and experiment with your abilities." He noted, relieved that awakening came easily.

At last, he checked his sin points tally.

{Sin Points: 2104}

"Excellent!" A grin spread as he eyed the total; evidently, the divine force had guided him to a somewhat secure zone.

One where accumulating sin points wouldn't prove arduous.

Now, options abounded: spend for a single attribute boost or spin for numerous minor prizes.

After brief deliberation, he opted for the wheel on 50 Sin Point pulls.

It wasn't extravagant, allowing forty-two spins in total.

Securing even one attribute would justify it, alongside ample supplies.

"Activate 50 Sin Point rewards—expend every point!!" he declared.

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Thanks for reading... adios