I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

It wasn't just the matter of raising the price of my bones, but to limit the number they'd get from me.

For example, a single diamond grade bone would give me what tens of thousands of blue grade or green grade bones would.

The simple logic would drive me to keep the high grade ones to myself and exchange the low grade bones with others. But when I thought about the grander picture, this wasn't a great thing, not good.

Giving one high grade bone out in return for saving tens of thousands or even more of the lower grade ones would be better.

Like this the enemy would only get one bone to grant power to others, affecting only a small and limited number of their forces. Yes these few would gain scary power, and for a much longer time, but their extremely low number could be matched by my universe's elites and strong powers.

It would be a totally different story if I let them get their hands over a large number of bones. This would be a game changer, and would bring serious damage on all battlefields.

"Lord is wise and right indeed," Oglak nodded, "let me negotiate and raise the price. How much increase does lord have in mind?"

"Ten folds," I said without hesitation, "at least we will raise the price of exchange ten times."

"This…"

"We can settle on five times at the end, but it will be better if we raise it even more."

"I got it, lord," he bowed his head and I left him to contact the people on the other side while I kept watching myself.

Damn! Just thinking of granting the power of Hescos to all my forces, using these bones at the critical moments… This was enough to decide the fate of all the fights in a few hours.

Not a single world could stand against me from now on! My bones… I hurriedly checked my inventory to see how much I had from them.

I thought before that I got a huge amount, enough to sustain my needs for months. But now… I doubted this amount was enough!

The most I got were those low grade bones. This wouldn't do. I needed more, I needed more of those higher grade bones.

And then my eyes fell over another type of bones, the one that I always kept for myself. These were the dark realm monster bones. They were just few in number, yet they all got such higher density of energy compared to their similar grade ones of normal bones.

Would using these differ? I had to test and see first. And then an old idea flashed again in front of my eyes.

When I got little Qi, we spoke about how to evolve the monsters. I got an idea about how to take monsters to my shadow world, let them get baptised by my endless and brutal dark energy.

But there were many problems there. I got to first solve the problem of my shadow world devouring anything I'd throw inside.

Then I'd love the way of calling them back here.

It was a big mess and a hard problem that forced me to drop it. Yet after getting to know such secrets, I got this idea coming up again in my mind.

And the more I thought about it, the more tempted and eager I became.

I could get tons of bones, high calibre and much powerful bones. And they'd come from monsters, those beings who held no real value for me.

They could reproduce fast, and their numbers were growing on such a scary scale. If I managed to solve this problem, then I'd be able to secure myself and my forces a stable source of bones.

By then I'd turn all my forces into a similar and terrifying image of Hescos. Even Hescos wouldn't dare to stand against me. I got the advantage of numbers, the advantage of many treasures and weapons, and now I got the power of these strong dudes from their race.

The ones I got were all strong, very strong. I knew that. And using their power and granting it to my forces would turn my armies into such terrifying beasts.

"Cough! Cough!"

Yet just as I was lost in my thoughts, I got to see the first drawback of using this technique. Oglak kept coughing up blood, looking much weaker than ever.

"Are you alright?" I hurriedly asked, and he sighed while taking deep successive breaths, telling me he was too weak to even stay awake, not to mention speak.

"Lord… This technique is overbearing the stronger the one using it is. I need rest, at least sleep for a few days to regain my lost strength."

"Oh… So it doesn't come without a price…" I watched him fall over my chariot again while leaning this time over the rail.

"Lord, nothing in this world comes without a price. Power doesn't just fall from the sky like rain without thunder, right?"

"I got it…" I had to admit, seeing him in such a weakened state made me disappointed. I thought I could widely use this method to strengthen my forces.

But it had such limitations, one that I had no way to deal with for now.

"Can potions work?"

"I lost the essence of my life… I need stronger treasures to help heal me fast, cough, cough!"

"Oh… How about these then?" I took out one of the gems I collected before, "can they help?"

"These… Are too precious to waste on healing someone like me."

"Just take it and see the results first before complaining," I tossed it towards him while rolling my eyes.

This dude was so calculative and conservative. Saying these gems were a treasure wasn't an overstatement.

But if they were able to restore his energy fast, then it was worth using these. After all, I got no other real uses for these for now.

I watched him consume the gem like he was eating a bar of chocolate. The more he bit, the better he looked. And halfway through it, he was able to stand on his own, looking healthier and in better shape than before.