I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

[You…]

[Hahaha, what should I do? I’m just this domineering]

[Stop joking! Have you really crushed them?]

[Why would I lie to you? Everything here is under my control. Bring everyone and come here. We have lots of things to do]

[Ok]

We have to help those genius minds to modify the weapons into something we can use. I was the most successful one of my forces and had lots of good things.

But when thinking about Hilary’s jumper, I couldn’t help but feel I might need their help. These two weren’t that simple, each had their own ways and experiences in this apocalypse.

So I believed these two might have something to offer here. In addition to that, I needed to arrange the house internally. This was going to be the future capital of my kingdom. So I needed someone to stay behind and defend it all the time.

In addition to that, I needed to send forces out again to claim any city, town, or village in this region. I controlled the heart successfully, and it was time to move against the limbs.

Also I needed to gather up a group of elites and start hitting the dungeon. Skill books were something so precious to me, even more important than the stat points problem.

As for stat points, I had an idea about how to solve this. I got something recently, something that could help me in changing the upcoming situation for the better.

That didn’t mean I lost all the interest in going into the dungeons. There I could get not only skill books or stat points, but also lots of rare materials and gear.

These aren’t easy to find in the apocalypse. I had to first enter the dungeon and explore it before deciding what I should do next about it.

If it was so damn hard, then it would restrict my activities. If I found something interesting inside, I wouldn’t allow any team to enter the dungeon without my presence.

So I had to first enter and experience things there. Then the time would be up for my meeting with Fang and Wryly.

After winning the upcoming great battle, I’d come back here and lead my forces again into the dungeon. I might be pressured by the upcoming battle, but after that I had no reason to act aggressively again.

I’d have my kingdom established, only missing the most important kingdom heart thing. That thing was so precious and rare to be found easily in the apocalypse.

But this didn’t make me feel stressed. I did a great thing so far. Either gathering up forces, training them, having the brilliant minds of MIT and the two other military companies, besides expanding my territory over a few states.

This was something impressive considering the little time I spent here. It was more impressive putting in mind I started all this from scratch. ρꪖꪕᦔꪖꪕꪫꪣꫀ​ꪶ​

Yet I didn’t let that enter my mind. I knew everything had a sharp ascending slope, ending up in a plateau. I was nearing the highest point in my sharp ascension.

Then things would start to grow harder from there on. Just ascending one step would be like climbing mountains bare handed.

I was expecting such a moment for a long time already. That was why I acted so aggressively all the time, seizing every chance I could get.

I believed my plateau would start from the end of that battle. I’d enter into a stagnant stage where I’d work so damn hard to prepare my forces for the next step.

After that battle, the next opportunity I’d get would be the fifth quest. It wasn’t just a simple quest. After all, I was waiting for that quest for a long time already.

The fifth quest was also the stage where the golden quests would be issued. Despite I lacked any intel about these quests, I knew about them from Angelica and Alex.

Perhaps Hilary would know more about these quests. I had to wait until she’d arrive and ask her about that.

I also wanted to ask her about the Hectors. They were now in such a tough situation after what I did with their paragon.

Paragon was the highest ranked dude in any race in the apocalypse. I cursed him for eternity, and he and his forces would suffer from such a curse for a long time.

I had to know if they could do anything to face such a situation. I also needed to gather more information about their fighting habits.

Having such a terrifying race cursed was an opportunity indeed. If so then I might work a little harder in the upcoming battle, seek their places and expand my territory over theirs.

Succubi and Illusionists already gave up their belongings to that race. The Dragons were still fighting, even if they stood in their own camp.

I got the Selvators and Berserkers by my side. Together with humans we could fight for a more advantageous situation in that war.

Seven races in one apocalypse, seven forces with different agendas and arrangements, yet all aspired to have the same result.

We were all fighting over the same piece of land. The difference here lay within the simple fact that this was my home land. This was Earth. Every single inch of it belonged initially to humans.

It might be considered our victory to secure a good piece of land from that war. But in the end, it was our loss. We were fighting to regain our land, our home… Seeing it shared with aliens was something I considered a failure.

But I waited for the moment when these aliens’ worlds would be integrated with my Earth. At this stage, I’d show no mercy or tolerance towards anyone.

As they worked their best to claim my lands, I’d also show no respect to them and claim as much lands as possible from their worlds.

In other words… My current arrangements with the Berserkers and Selvators would face a challenging time when the fight would move to their lands.