I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

There was no way out! There was no hope for me! I felt true rage and frustration. This… "This is truly unfair! Aren't you supposed to be on my side? They did something like this, then why won't you do something in return?"

I shouted, shouted at the air, shouted at the sky, shouted at the system. I was risking everything, even my life, here to save these folks.

And yet the enemy paid a hefty price to make things impossible for me. Then what about my mighty ally? What about the system?

They did that, and I did nothing in my power to change such a thing. But the system had such power. If they acted, why didn't the system fight back? Why didn't those damn bastards work to find a way out for me?

[Attention! There is a new task for you!]

And just when I was on the verge of exploding in anger and cursing towards that pathetic and useless system and bunch of people standing behind it, a weird message popped up before others arrived.

[Attention! The other contestants got locked up from the preparation period for some reason]

[Attention! The ninety-nine contestants will gain access to their zones right away]

What?!!! I always thought these dudes got crushed and killed, or even surrendered and left. I never thought they would still be present here.

Hearing this news made me a bit startled. However what came next went beyond my wildest expectations.

[Attention! The other contestants are under severe attack]

[Attention! Ten contestants already surrendered, two are dead]

[Attention! Sixteen contestants already surrendered, five are dead]

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[Attention! Sixty-nine contestants surrendered, thirteen are dead]

Messages like these kept popping up at me without any rest. I didn't know what was going on here. Was the system pulling a prank on me or what?

How come in mere ten minutes most of these contestants got surrendered or killed? This was quite weird!

There was a possible explanation for such madness, and that the enemy gained access to each contestant zone from the start.

If that was true, then these contestants would end up in a very bad situation without doubt.

And when I thought the messages would never end, and all the contestants would end up dead or surrendered, leaving me the sole contestant here as I expected, a new series of messages popped up.

[Attention! Eighteen contestants are now resisting the enemy]

[Attention! Their situation is quite dire! And they issued a grand quest of help]

[Attention! Will you accept helping them?]

[Attention! The ones you agree to help will give you access to their zones and worlds]

[The name list of those eighteen are: Olga, a zoonotic race contestant, has access to the second world]

[Antony, a Hescos race contestant, has access to the fifteenth world]

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[Toramos, a Hescos race contestant, has access to the twentieth world]

I received tons of messages, speaking about the names of each of those eighteen, giving me their races, and the number of their worlds they had access to.

I already got a list of worlds before, with numbers to each world. I looked at these long rows of messages and couldn't help but freeze over the last message.

The number of Hescos participants surviving so far amounted to five in total. That was almost one fourth of the entire surviving contestants, including myself.

But that wasn't what piqued my interest, the number of the world that Toramos dude had access to was.

"The twentieth world… That world… It's the angelic world…" I muttered in disbelief as I realised what that meant.

If I helped him, I'd have a portal linking my zone here with his. Not only that, I'd also gain access to that world through his zone.

If that was true, then the entire scheme of the enemy got foiled! Yes! That was my system, that was how my system should truly be like!

"Thanks dude," I said, thanking the system and those behind it from the bottom of my heart.

Now things have totally changed! Entirely changed!

That dude named Toramos was the only one gaining access to the angelic world. As for the rest, they were just accessing other worlds.

I wouldn't say I wasn't interested in saving them all. However, thinking about their high number, with such lots of Hescos in them, made me think deeply about that.

If I had to, then I'd just select to save that dude alone. But if I did that, the enemy would just wipe the others out and end up coming at me with everything they got.

Saving them meant bringing more trouble to the enemy. Not to mention each one of them came here with lots of resources, and twenty capable generals on their side.

And that was the thing I planned everything upon.

"Can I speak with them first?" I asked, "I want to ask about the general situation out there."

[I can deliver the message over, but the entire situation is quite dangerous for all]

As expected. They managed to survive just thanks to the use of artefacts, defensive ones that would have limits and wouldn't last for long.

"I want to know how many of their twenty group members are still alive," I directly stated what I wanted to know, "can you get me the answer for that?"

[The answer is simple, all still have their entire team members intact and full]

"Good."

[Have you decided which one to help? Once decided, the others will surrender to save themselves]

"Tell them this… The human Hye is coming to rescue all of you."

[This…] even the system higher up speaking with me right now got shocked by what I said.

"What? Don't you want to see all of them survive?"

[That's not it… The issue lies in the little time they got! Few are going to die in less than one hour, while the best will last for one day]

"Cool," I stretched out my arms, "open a portal towards the fastest to fall in your eyes. Then open portals at each zone based on the same concept, ok?"