My Cuckhold System - Chapter 256: You’ll Lead Team One
This situation absolutely made no sense to Bloodstain.
The Iron Vultures had powerful awakened with physiques superior to ordinary humans.
Even diseases barely affected most of them, yet somehow, almost the entire gang had been struck down by violent bowel destruction overnight.
One of the higher-ranked members stumbled toward Bloodstain with panic in his eyes.
“Boss…”
“What now?”
“The rival gangs are already moving toward the ruin we set sights on…”
Bloodstain froze.
“…What?”
“We can’t deploy teams.”
Another member groaned nearby while laying on the floor. “I tried activating my transformation and shit myself halfway through…”
Bloodstain’s eye twitched violently again.
At that exact moment, one of the bathroom doors exploded open and a furious awakened came storming out.
“WHO THE HELL MADE THE PROTEIN SHAKES YESTERDAY?!”
Another voice yelled from inside one of the stalls.
“IT WASN’T THE SHAKES!”
“THEN WHY AM I SEEING COLORS?!”
Bloodstain finally snapped.
“SHUT UUUUUP!”
His roar echoed through the entire base furiously…
Everywhere went silent for a moment before someone farted loudly in the distance.
Bloodstain nearly had a stroke.
•••
•••
At the Shadow Reapers base, West was laughing so hard he nearly fell off the couch.
Jax pointed accusingly at him. “YOU definitely did something.”
West wiped tears from his eyes. “I merely accelerated fate.”
Nina stared at him suspiciously. “What exactly does that mean?”
West grinned.
“The Iron Vultures water supply got a little seasoning upgrade.”
Jax’s jaw dropped. “No way…”
West leaned back proudly. “Turns out one particular ruin mushroom mixed with low-grade combustion crystals creates the greatest laxative known to mankind.”
Nina covered her mouth while trying not to laugh. “You poisoned their water supply?”
“Poison is such an ugly word.”
“You literally weaponized diarrhea.”
“Strategic bowel warfare.”
Jax collapsed onto the couch laughing hysterically.
“BRO THAT’S EVIL!”
West pointed at him proudly. “And effective.”
At that moment, Aria entered the chamber carrying a tablet.
Unlike the others, she immediately looked business-focused.
“It worked.”
West smirked. “Mm?”
Aria handed him the tablet.
“Ruin permit successfully booked. Outskirts sector. No interference.”
Jax shot upright instantly. “Finally!”
Nina blinked at the permit details. “Wait… nobody intercepted it?”
Aria nodded. “Iron Vultures tried to respond initially but apparently their operational teams are currently…”
She paused delicately. “…incapacitated.”
West burst into laughter again.
Jax pointed at him dramatically. “This man is a terrorist.”
West accepted the tablet while grinning. “No. I’m a visionary.”
The permit displayed a medium-level outskirts ruin about two hours away from the city. Perfect for ranking progression and loot.
Another fitting ine for Shadow Reapers.
West stood from the couch and stretched lightly.
“Prepare everyone.”
Jax grinned. “We rolling out tomorrow?”
“Tonight.”
Nina blinked. “Tonight?”
West nodded. “If Iron Vultures recover before morning, they might still attempt something.”
Aria adjusted her glasses. “Transportation and supply preparations are already underway.”
…
Far away, inside the Iron Vultures base, Bloodstain sat alone in his office with a terrifyingly dark expression while listening to reports of ruined operations, and dozens of hospitalized gang members.
One of his lieutenants entered weakly while clutching his stomach.
“Boss…”
Bloodstain looked up slowly.
“What.”
The lieutenant swallowed nervously.
“…We’re out of toilet paper.”
“Fuck!” Bloodstain’s furious roar shook the entire base. “When I catch whoever is responsible for this!”
•••
•••
Inside the operations chamber, Aria stood before the giant digital display wall while several maps and ruin coordinates floated holographically around the room. Her fingers moved rapidly across the console.
“Confirmed,” she announced. “Second permit fully secured.”
West sat at the edge of the long table with one leg resting over the other. “And no interruptions?”
Aria pushed her glasses upward slightly. “None.”
Jax nearly looked emotional. “Beautiful words.”
Nina snorted. “You sound traumatized.”
“I AM traumatized. I still hear Iron Vulture and think about permit theft.”
West smirked faintly. “Good thing they’re currently fighting for their lives in the bathroom.”
That earned a laugh from almost everyone present.
Two unfamiliar faces stood slightly awkwardly near the far side of the room.
The newest Shadow Reapers recruits.
West’s gaze shifted toward them.
The first was a tall young man around nineteen with dark bronze skin and broad shoulders. His hair was styled into thick short dreadlocks with silver dye at the tips, and a small scar cut through one of his eyebrows.
He wore sleeveless combat wear that exposed heavily toned arms lined with glowing crimson vein-like markings whenever he activated his branch.
His name was Hart Wesker and he was a transformation type awakened.
The second newcomer was a pale girl with sharp amber eyes and long black hair tied into a high ponytail. Unlike Hart’s intimidating frame, she looked deceptively elegant.
She wore a dark fitted jacket with silver accents and black gloves that hid strange glowing symbols beneath her palms.
Her name was Vanya Peterson and she was a Bloodline type awakened.
West had recruited them nearly five days ago. They had left their old gang due to lack of recognition since many large gangs had high numbers. They felt Shadow Reapers would be the perfect place for them to start afresh and grow… and perhaps not remain in the shadows of everyone else in their previous gang.
More awakened had started showing interest after Shadow Reapers consecutive ruin clears, and although the membership was still nowhere near the numbers of major gangs, the atmosphere already carried a growing sense of identity.
More people were starting to know Shadow Reapers and currently a few more were in still in vetting process.
West wouldn’t just allow any one into his gang which was why he was being very meticulous about it despite their low numbers.
These two new members both had potential.
And more importantly… both were smart enough to understand that joining Shadow Reapers right now meant betting on the future.
West stood slowly from the table.
“Alright. Since we now officially possess two outskirts permits…”
Jax’s eyes widened immediately. “Two?”
West nodded calmly. “We split.”
Nina blinked. “Already?”
“Efficiency matters.”
He tapped the holographic map.
“Jax. You’ll lead Team One.”
Jax straightened instantly. “Hell yeah.”
West continued. “You, Nina, Hart, and Vanya will clear the first ruin.”
Hart raised one brow. “Us?”
“Yes.”
