I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

They got to know how hard this task was. So I made sure they didn't just feel reassured by the low levels of these zombies.

Even the harmless ants could eventually bring down a mighty elephant.

"Form a defensive formation once there," I said my last orders to the generals entering the portal of light, "once there, let the jumper and his soldiers do the killing. Expand the territory, use the top guns to kill far away zombies. Then I'll send over people to help build walls, castles, and defensive towers for you."

I knew this kind of world was going to be the worst to be met out there. So just sending out armies wasn't going to work.

If there wasn't a city over there, then I'd make sure to build one myself. I had this portal here to keep sending reinforcements over to them. Even if they couldn't come back, they wouldn't run short of reinforcements.

"Isac, you know what to do," I didn't even turn to Isac while giving her such an order.

"Leave it to me," she paused, "but do they have resources out there?"

"Make preparations," I knew the world there was filled with sand, nothing more. It looked like a barren world, as if an apocalypse hit there tens of thousands of years ago and changed the entire landscape of the planet.

I didn't know if that place had any valuable resources. And above all, I didn't know if this place was just an exception or the entire world was like that.

When such thought crossed my mind, my body instantly and reflexively shivered. The meaning of having such a barren world with no living race there meant one thing for me; a place for dark realm monsters.

"I wanted to hunt dark realm monsters badly for a long time, and now I may have a chance," I thought to myself, amused by the bad luck of that jumper.

Now I get why he always ended up losing most of his forces. My thoughts travelled fast backward, recalling the first time I met him.

I got the class he was supposed to compete for. And above all, he always failed to complete the apocalypse to reach quest fifteen. And he lost his man as well.

Was the jumper this unlucky? Was he branded with a bad luck curse or something?

The plan was simple. As the forces going there would start fighting and expanding the area we controlled, Isac would bring resources and workers to build real defences there.

I wasn't exaggerating when I thought about it before. If there was no city to control here, then we would build one using our hands and resources.

The only drawback about this was that this passageway was a one way ticket. I could send forces and people there, but wouldn't be able to retrieve any back.

It wasn't a big issue for the moment. I doubted that in the entire world, there wouldn't be a single city or town with a functional portal.

However when I thought about the possibility of this world being a dark realm one, I frowned a bit.

I didn't know much about these dark worlds. If the lack of races affected the world, then I would also suspect the presence of any working portal.

Or else the dark realm monsters would be capable of passing between many worlds, crushing many linked with the portals.

I watched for one more hour. The situation there didn't change much. Except for expanding the reach of the territory there to cover up almost ten mile square area, there was nothing much to watch.

The killing was going like it was something natural over there. Many forces fanned out to defend the occupied land and try to expand it.

At the end of this hour, Isac started to send men and resources over. Of course using weak men to rebuild this place wasn't needed that much. I could just order the armed forces there to do such a thing.

But that would take much time and effort, besides that the world wasn't safe yet.

If it was a real dark realm world, then things were destined to go south for them out there. Not to mention my opinion about the jumper changed drastically from this moment onward.

This dude was cursed with back luck. Such a poor soul couldn't be entrusted to lead any army or be responsible for any project without the risk of damaging everything in the process.

So something told me that things out there would end up quite bad for everyone as long as that dude was there.

And the worst thing was that I couldn't possibly drag his ass back into Earth. Until they'd find a portal over a town or a city that was working, then they would be kept trapped in there for a long time.

I got a way to solve their predicament, but I refrained from taking such a step for now. I wasted enough time watching the first world invaded by my people. And frankly speaking, the first world gave me an unpleasant surprise and taught me a valuable lesson.

The universe was vast, and no one would be arrogant enough to call himself invincible or pretty prepared for anything.

I spent lots of my time thinking that my worst enemies out there would be the Hescos or the zombies. But right now, and in the first world that I invaded, a shocking realisation hit me.

There were still many scary things out there that might endanger my plans. One of them was these dark realm monsters, formidable and scary foes that I never thought about.

This universe... It was really scary!

"Next batch, get ready," this time I didn't ask for a single hero to explore the world. I learnt from my mistake, and knew that underestimating the worlds here was a grave sin.

Without the need for me to say anymore, Lily arranged the next batch of generals and armies to be ready to move out.

Then like the first portal, I used another ticket and opened it in less than half an hour.