I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

As the last piece of fruit fell, the entire sacs left behind fell to the ground. Once they touched the bottom, they burst open with a muffled flopping sound that came together as sort of a weird chorus.

Once the sacs got opened, the fluid exploded and covered up a large stretch of land around, soaking the ground pale red in colour.

Something came out from these sacs. They were curdling like real babies inside their mothers' wombs. I couldn't see any face at all, and weirdly enough they were born with some sort of a suit covering up their bodies.

They looked the same like Hescos, even in body size and the shape of their suits. The only difference was these suits were silver white in colour, with symbols drawn over these suits in pale red colour.

These symbols were circular, lines, and even shapes of stars. They looked weird and chaotic, but for a reason I felt like these symbols carried out some sort of a meaning.

*Thud!*

Once these sacs burst open, and the fluid came out, the ones in these fruits fell to the ground and started to twitch.

Seeing this, I knew they were about to get born. I didn't know if I should consider such huge bodies as babies or what, but I'd never underestimate such a sizable force.

"Don't… Worry…" in the middle of my caution, Stephen's shaky voice came from behind, startling me.

I totally forgot about this dude since he lost his consciousness. And it seemed the moment the fruits started to open and reveal what was inside, his task was done.

I looked up at him and found his body twitching in the same manner as the ones coming out from these fruits.

"Are they safe? Can you talk and reason with them?" These were the main questions here. In addition to that, there was one I kept to myself for now.

Was he able to control and lead them to follow me and listen to my orders or what?

If not, then a big war would erupt for sure. If he couldn't handle and control them, then it would turn into an all out war.

My techniques were ready, my shields were ready, and I was also prepared to take out my warriors if things went south.

"They might seem like babies as they just got born, but they are the stored up elites and adults of my race," his tone started to show obvious signs of recovery with each passing second.

"So?" I was slightly surprised by what he said. I never heard of a technology that'd allow an entire race to get sealed in their adult form and turn into gene codes.

But this was happening in front of my eyes. And I had to admit, the universe was too vast for me to even grasp its full potential.

No matter what race it was, I should never underestimate anyone. Even if it was a weak race, or one on the verge of extinction, they still had their ways to do things and survive anything no matter what.

"They just need time to adapt," he paused before adding, "I got some sort of connection with them. I can't explain what I'm feeling, but it's like I can connect with them and give them orders."

"The most important thing is for them to follow such orders of yours," I slowly said. It was great to have such a connection with them, but there was no guarantee such connection would even work.

They had to listen up to him or show signs that they'd obey his words and orders. If not, then I'd expect riots if I left them unattended and not under my control.

"They will," he paused for a long minute, "I can feel that I have such privilege to lead them."

"Cool," I evilly grinned, "then make them gather up here and let them sign contracts with me."

"This…"

"Don't expect me to lend you my world without having total insurance that nothing bad would happen, right?"

He went into silence before slowly nodding. It seemed he didn't like my way of doing things, and I didn't care. This was my world, my home, my back up plan if things went wrong back at the apocalypse. I'd never let such unpredictable variables roam freely inside my world without having a safe fail plan.

I waited and didn't cancel any of my techniques. I'd first see these folks listen to Stephen's words before deciding anything else.

"By the way, why are they looking like Hescos?" This was a weird thing. The newly born seven stars race members were still in the middle of a confusion and general weakness.

Their bodies kept shaking up, and they couldn't yet stand up. They got themselves free from the embryo-like stance, but they were still lying on the ground.

As there was enough time before they'd become a potential threat to me, I started to ask questions to better understand their nature and powers.

"I know it might look weird, but the suit thing of the Hescos came out from my race," he said with such shocking information indeed.

I looked at him, then at these newly born members of his race. They got suits just like the Hescos. So his words made quite sense actually.

I didn't know how this happened, but if the Hescos ancestors got their eyes over Stephen's race thanks to these suits alone, then I had to admit they got a far sighted vision without doubt.

And when I thought about this, I couldn't help but wonder about how the Hescos looked before mating with these seven star race members.

The most noticeable and worthy to mention ability of theirs was their suits. Without these suits, they looked quite normal in my eyes.

What made them quite unique then? If I removed these suits from them, what would they have?

I got curious to know such an answer. I recalled the grand and majestic looking legendary Hescos. They got a huge build and had lots of skills up their sleeve.

Were these skills what made them unique or what?