I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

I spent twenty-two years doing all this, and only close to seven months passed in real world time.

It was a long period after all, and I knew the situation in the quest universe must have changed.

"Time to see what happened everywhere," I stretched my body, feeling that doing this again at the other nineteen worlds would be a hellish experience for me.

Right now, I was sure I was the oldest one among my people, my generals, and most of my forces. That sense of superiority made me feel more confidence, without knowing why.

[Tell me, what's the current situation now?] I returned back to ground zero, and instantly sent a message over to Lily.

[At last! I tried to contact you for many months already! Where the hell were you?]

[Was saving your lives] I didn't explain anything right away, [Tell me, what happened?]

[Nothing much, we just won most of the worlds] she sent this simple and expected, yet shocking and amazingly great news, [We only got two worlds left uncontrolled yet by our forces]

[Let me guess… The jumper and angelic worlds, right?] I didn't need any hint to know which worlds proved to be hard to conquer.

The jumper race world was already a pain in the as*! Those damn ancestors of them made sure to give anyone trying to save them the hellish nightmare in doing so.

These folks never wanted to get rescued! And that was enough to make it hard to control.

[Yes… Wait, how can you tell?!!]

[I went there, and knew all about these worlds] I rolled my eyes, [Are the other worlds safe? Is everyone rescued?]

[Yes, but we have a problem here…]

[I know, there isn't enough space to take all of them out of their worlds]

[That's what I wanted to ask you about… Even after trying to send more towards the remaining two worlds, we still have a shitload of races and forces, unable to decide where to keep them. Any ideas?]

[Let them be at their worlds right now] I paused before adding, [How about the war against the enemy homebases? How many did we conquer?]

[Just three… And we are still facing a hellish resistance in the remaining seven]

[Focus more on them] I paused, [Make sure to dig the ground and look for buried weird looking devices at the three worlds we conquered]

[This… Why?]

[I told you before, the enemy has a way to detonate all the worlds of theirs]

[Using these devices? Got it! Will spread the word… But how about the other seven? Are they safe?]

[They aren't! The enemy is already losing. And so they will keep trying to detonate everything alongside them]

[Oh… Then isn't it better to retreat? Leave these worlds untouched? It's not related to our quest after all]

[Who said? No way! Keep pressuring them! Or else we might face another deadly situation, far dangerous than these devices]

[This… Fine! Do you want me to accompany you?]

[No, I got a grand mission to do. I alone is enough and the only one who is able to do it. Just make sure the enemy won't get a single moment of rest. Attack all the seven worlds, and keep digging through the other three]

[Cool!]

I already expected such a result. But I thought the jumper world would be finally under our control in the end. Yet after all this time, this world still proved hard to crack.

This wasn't a real problem now. I planned to leave these two worlds to the end to deal with. In fact, I decided to leave the jumper world the last world to clear bombs from, hoping the bombs got triggered and take down that damn place alongside all the annoying and selfish jumpers there.

They deserved such a drastic end. Their ancestors were traitors in my eyes, only working selfishly to safeguard their race without any interest at all in the entire universe they came from.

The universe kept sending its elites to save them, never losing hope in saving any of them. Against that, the ancestors of this race decided against getting saved, established a safe haven for their people, without any desire to get out or getting saved.

They didn't want to return back to the universe, choosing to ditch everything related to that universe and forgot all about its struggle and dark fate looming around it.

That was treason in my eyes. And the only thing that stopped me from going there and killing all of them was that the jumpers right now had nothing to do with the selfish decision of their ancestors a long time ago.

"Time to visit the other worlds," I stretched my body, spending almost two months jumping over zones, collecting bones and gears from all the endless deads of the enemy before going to the first world to clear.

I knew this time I'd take much longer than before, as I decided to roam every world, collect all the bones and gears I could get, before leaving towards another world and do the same.

The first world I visited was already under my control. My forces stood side by side with a ground based race, one that looked quite strong and majestic with their big and strong physique. "They can do as a melee force, one that can rock any enemy," I took note of this race before starting to hunt down the bombs.

This time I didn't focus only on collecting bombs. And for the record, I felt like the amount of bombs in this world was less than what I met before at the zones.

Or was it because they were scattered at a much grander area of land? I couldn't tell.

Before starting doing all this, I took out enough warriors, and gave them two simple missions. First they had to ask everyone in this world to gather up, start working together to do my two tasks.