I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

Just imagining this made me realise how hard it was going to be next time. And that in the case of these Hescos only had that kind of defence in wait for me and my forces.

I doubted that.

In brief, the upcoming fights ended up facing the same dense defences of Hescos then they'd end up being harder to win.

But who cared? Even if I lost all the remaining fights out there, even if I lost each and every single fight I had against the Hescos from now on, nothing could rip me off the honour and glory of this victory.

Reaching such a mindset made me stop playing the recording. I collected the device and the ball in it before teleporting back at the capital.

There the recording was still going on. I sent a message to Lily, Isac, Spearhead, Isabella, and Sara to come here and join me.

I was going to start a big meeting about our next fights. And in addition to those, I also sent messages to Loran and Garry as well to join us.

During that battle, I was surprised by the lots of new weapons they sent out there. Not to mention the need for more of these, the need for ammo, and the desperate need for suits as well.

For all this I decided to bring Garry over and listen to what he had to say.

As I waited for them to come, I opened the feed of the other worlds we had and watched what was going on out there.

The world of Hescos was considered now the safest world out there. The world of cities and towns with zombies was considered the second safest. While the sand world was considered the most dangerous.

Even with the people sent over there to build up defences, with all the support I tried to shower the troops there with, things didn't look that good at all.

The only good news I got from there was that more orbs were claimed during the past couple of days. With this, I could start building up more density to help my forces in other worlds.

Even using these orbs in the upcoming desperate fight that'd erupt in this world, I'd still need the aid of the zombies.

In Earth world, I have many dangers lurking in the shadows, waiting for their moment to jump over me and take down what I did so far.

There were those hidden dens under the northern gulf waters and the ocean. Not to mention the already gigantic den down at the south.

Adding in the picture the Hescos waiting in the shadow, I'd swear things would turn ugly all at the same time.

If I was the Hescos, I'd aim towards a certain moment when my forces would get into deep waters, facing unstoppable and irresistible formation and forces of theirs.

It would be nicer if this came in the same time while the hidden zombie bombs exploded as well. In that case, I'd be forced to divide my forces all over the place, ending up losing too much.

And if the hidden Hescos decided to move out at this moment, things would take a wrong turn for sure.

But that would be a problem for the future. Right now I had to see what we could do, especially for the research department.

As for the orbs and zombie dens, I'd prefer to keep them stored to the right moment, giving the enemy the wrong impression I couldn't use these as easily as I wanted to.

If not for a tough Hescos world, or very deadly opponents like dark realm monsters, I'd not rush to use these at all.

"Hahahaha! Our boys did a great job out there," as everyone came to join me, the first to speak was the jerk, the spearhead.

"You didn't see anything yet," I rolled my eyes while looking at the recording. It didn't show anything yet, and all it showed was how the early battles erupted.

"But that recording won't be here if not for our forces to kick their asse*, right?" He was right about this point. However this wasn't why I called out for them here.

"Do you want to ask about the status of the weapons?" Garry went straight to the point, "I can surely tell you that we are making tons of these weapons since the war started."

"What about the suits?" This was the most important thing I wanted to ask about. Without enough suits, fighting those flying Hescos would be a pain.

"We are doing our best," his tone slightly changed, not showing the same confidence he showed before, "but we can't promise anything for the time being."

"How much can you make per day?" This was the most important question I wanted to know the answer to. If we couldn't get enough suits by the time we'd face another Hescos, it'd be better to not fight them head on from the start.

It would be much better to just explore the worlds, and mark the ones with Hescos down, leaving them for the latter time of the fifth quest.

However this also would come at the price of alerting the enemy and making them more prepared.

If I got the choice, I'd rather not lean towards such tactics at all. It'd be for the best to just take down any world I'd open, not caring about anything else.

But dreams were something that wouldn't win any battle, wouldn't bring any glory. So I waited for his answer, and he seemed to know how serious this question was as he took his time before replying.

"I'd say we can make ten thousand up to fifteen thousand suits per day… And that depends on the place we are working at."

"This…" I frowned while trying to calculate this.

The research department lied at the pocket world's deepest layer, the new world that appeared there. The time difference between that place and here was a compound sum that was equal to sixty.