Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill Chapter 654 Fools

Previously on Raising My Trash Ability into a Broken SSS+ Rank Skill...
Vritra and his companions approached the abandoned hospital, sensing followers but dismissing them as harmless, while dispatching a few mutants en route. A hidden group led by the stammering Xander, who commanded a mutant wolf farm underground, spotted them and deployed the drunken Junior as a bungling spokesperson, resulting in a series of awkward, garbled introductions that left both sides bewildered. Pretending vulnerability, Vritra's group accepted the invitation to the concealed base, settling in with plans to acquire wolves and eliminate the butcher. Meanwhile, a powerful invader—one of the ten players—stormed Butcher's distant settlement, swiftly defeating and subjugating him to bolster his own growing forces.

Transported to this planet as a player just when the evolution kicked off.

Thanks to his development and hacks, he outpaced the ordinary folks on this world by a wide margin.

However, unlike plenty of fellow players, he didn't solely chase his own advancement and faced some misfortune.

He assembled a solid squad but missed out on numerous fortunate breaks, in contrast to other players who ended up even mightier.

"We've got to hurry to Riverdel and slip into the Cave of Beasts ahead of the crowd; intel says something incredibly rare is about to emerge there."

He declared with enthusiasm, convinced that acquiring that prize could propel him beyond his rivals.

Even though these players hailed from the same world, their bonds weren't particularly strong, sadly.

Factions formed in pockets, yet most harbored deep animosity toward one another.

"Your pack of wolves looks pretty decent; I'll claim them all for myself."

He tacked on.

"Absolutely, sir, they're yours completely now. Feel free to grab extras from the Wolves base if you'd like."

Butcher opted to betray Xander as well.

"Hmm, seems we'll require additional ones."

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Inside the hidden base, Vritra conversed leisurely with his spouses.

Shitless remained flushed and wide-eyed, bundled in garments.

For whatever cause, he failed to revert to his usual state, despite being able to shift into shit Sonia and appear as a stunning woman.

A bit of time elapsed and…

KNOCK KNOCK

After a while, a soft rap echoed at the entrance.

Vritra swung the door wide and spotted Junior lingering outside.

"What's the matter?" he inquired, obstructing Junior's attempts to glance within.

In this doomsday scenario, females suffered the most, often falling victim to males unless they amassed sufficient power.

"The boss summons you all; come join us for a meal and learn about this location."

He responded, abandoning his peeking efforts.

"Okay, we'll head over."

He agreed, then slammed the door shut with force, smacking Junior's nose.

OUCH

He toppled backward, clutching his reddened snout.

"Alright, the moment's arrived; feel free to eliminate them all. But spare Xander; Mom, employ your hypnosis on him."

Vritra instructed.

Having consumed those crystals, his wives' spiritual stats had surged dramatically, surpassing every other attribute.

Vanessa, whose power relied heavily on spiritual energy, reaped the greatest advantages.

Vritra flung open the door, exited, and approached Junior, who lingered afar.

Onest and Shitless trailed behind.

Entering the hall, they beheld a large table laden with steaming dishes, set out across multiple chairs.

Xander occupied a spot already, flashing a friendly grin; without prior knowledge, they might have tumbled right into his scheme.

"Boss says: Kindly sit down; I'd like to cover a couple of rules during the meal."

Junior conveyed.

Vritra acknowledged with a nod and took a seat, the rest following suit.

All eleven chairs filled up right away, while Junior hovered near Xander, eagerly anticipating the women sampling the cuisine.

They'd spiked it with a potent sedative that would swiftly induce slumber in everyone.

"Oh, that's awfully kind of you; I didn't expect to find any decent folks left in this world like yourself."

This remark nearly drew guffaws from Xander's followers. Their leader a good guy? He was utter trash; they simply anticipated Vritra's impending response.

"Apologies, husband, but I'm stuffed."

Teresa mentioned, patting her stomach.

"Yes, darling, same here. We overate before."

Fiona chimed in.

"Count me in, honey."

Vanessa voiced.

"Master, I'm unable to eat further either."

Maeve stated.

Gradually, each wife declined, followed by Shitless and Onest doing likewise.

Xander's brow creased, though he refrained from revealing his hand prematurely.

Ideally, they'd handle these intruders without violence, yet he signaled reinforcements to encircle the hall for any crisis.

"Boss says: No problem, at least try the desserts; I wouldn't feel right without properly hosting my visitors."

Junior relayed.

"Sigh, okay, since you press so hard."

Diana remarked, rising to fetch the dish of confections.

She activated her power and effortlessly neutralized its harmful properties.

The goddess distributed the treats among the women, Shitless, and Onest, then reclaimed her chair.

Every female in their midst radiated breathtaking allure, from Diana to Fiona, each capable of stunning onlookers into silence.

"Alright then, let's eat."

Vritra suggested, grabbing utensils and commencing his meal.

Xander grinned and inclined his head, beginning to dine as well; naturally, his portion was untainted.

'These folks are incredibly naive; how have they endured this apocalypse?' he pondered with a scowl, never one to dismiss foes lightly.

Yet they tumbled into his ploys far too readily, stirring a twinge of discomfort in him.

Before long, Vritra had devoured over half, and the group had finished the sweets.

'The drug's impact ought to hit momentarily.'

Xander thought with a smirk, having assembled his entire crew nearby in preparation for mishaps.

YAWN

Vritra let out the initial yawn, eyelids drooping, with the others succumbing to yawns sequentially.

"Pardon us; our travels have exhausted us thoroughly."

Vritra explained, massaging his eyes.

He could launch the massacre at once, but preferred to wait until their facade cracked.

Once convinced of their scheme's triumph, the takedown would prove far more entertaining.

"I suppose our discussion delays until morning; we're heading back to our quarters."

As he uttered this, his face subtly shifted, as though realization dawned.

"Boss says: Hahahahaha"

Junior erupted in boisterous laughter, Xander's chuckles sounding off.

Vritra rose unsteadily, teetering and nearly toppling onto the table.

"D-Did you slip haa anything into the meal?" he queried, feigning frailty.

"Kekeke Wow, such a sharp mind; you figured it out fast kekekeke"

Yet another man cackled uproariously.

"Boss says: No need to fret; you'll make fine fodder for our wolves. You three males will endure a delightfully agonizing end in your slumber.

And regarding these ladies hehehe"

Junior interpreted, sporting a wicked leer.

"H-How could you… I-I placed my trust in you ughh"

Vritra displayed his masterful thespian talents.

He deduced they'd laced the food with a robust sleep aid, not toxin.

"Tch boss says: How naive can you be; nothing comes gratis in this world. If it does, you're the cost.

Enough talk—drift off; upon waking, you'll be in paradise."

"Sigh You scum, I-I'll— Pffttt"

Vritra clutched his midsection and burst into hearty laughter, with Shitless, Onest, and the women joining abruptly.

Xander's grin faltered; he eyed them oddly as unease swelled within, sensing true irregularity.

"Boss says: Assault them and shatter their limbs; slay the men!!"

Junior bellowed, gripped by abrupt fear.

"Do you rehearse this routine on your own?"

Vritra jested, dabbing at nonexistent tears, then composed himself to face the pair.

"Well, fun's concluded; time for the purge?"

His demeanor flipped, crimson energy coiling about him.

"W-W-W-"

Xander stammered speechlessly, retreating and scrambling away.

"What's happening? H-How come you're unaffected?"

Junior demanded, terrified by the abrupt shift.

"ATTACK!!"

Junior yelled hastily, but Vritra acted swifter, unleashing blood projectiles at the incoming assailants.

BANG BANG BANG BANG

Appendages ripped free as scores of men crumpled, severely wounded.

Vritra retrieved his spear from storage and advanced steadily toward the foes.

Meanwhile, Yasmine, Vanessa, Diana, and Teresa deployed their powers to block enemies from activating abilities.

The nine backed him up as Vritra proceeded to impale them individually.

Yet he avoided quick kills, thrusting to ensure profuse bleeding and torment.

Slowly hemorrhaging to demise suited their crimes well.

Over a hundred of Xander's men had massed outside and encircling the chamber.

Alerted by the uproar, they surged in, only to get neutralized swiftly and dispatched.

Vritra progressed at an even gait, wielding and jabbing the spear to dismember limbs and torsos.

Aided by his companions, Vritra expended minimal energy.

Foes halted blankly before him, abilities dormant.

In Vritra's wake lay a path of gore and corpses, all writhing and howling on the floor.

{Sin Point Gained: Killed a Mutant +90}

{Sin Point Gained: Killed a Mutant +98}

{Sin Point Gained: Killed a Mutant +92}

{Sin Point Gained: Killed a Mutant +93}

As the Wolves group's males perished, Vritra amassed plentiful sin points.

Being in the same party, kills by his kin still credited Vritra with the points.

At last, only Xander and Junior remained alive; both fell under Vanessa's hypnotic sway.

"Suppose it's your turn now; you've had your fun, eh? Curious what your prey might inflict if I hand you over."

Vritra murmured, nearing the duo, who retained faint awareness and trembled ceaselessly.

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