I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

[Million forces? Deal!]

[Dude, do you take me for a fool or what? You know exactly what I'm speaking about here]

[But bro, this is a very high price. Let's make it this way, one of the new bones for a thousand of the old ones…]

We kept hustling back and forth, ending up with trading on the base of one dark realm bone for ten thousand normal bones.

Of course I didn't know how much exactly such bones were worth, but it was clear the great difference in value between the two.

One was used to support the warriors at the outer battlefield, exchanging these with the black market dealers in between the two universes to get more benefits. And the other was just a mass destruction weapon, one that could be used and unleashed at any given time.

All they needed to do was to just activate the bone right. From watching me for all this time, they should have grasped such little things.

So the high price of these bones didn't just come from the value of energy or the benefits gained in the terms of exchanged goods with the hostile universe, but from the deadly effect they'd give to any ongoing war.

They were killers, and the price of any killer weapon was always skyhigh.

[Fine then, let me go and arrange things over. Also, here is a contract over, please sign it]

[Cool!] I received the contract, read fast through before signing it, [Tell me, will you send these forces once per day like before?]

[I need to over exhaust myself this time] he paused, and I didn't get his point, [We need lots of these bones. And as all the sovereigns here are dying to get their hands over them, then it's normal for them to go and work to gather up as much forces as they can]

[Wow! That means…]

[Yes, expect hellish number of forces twice or even more each day]

[Thanks bro] I knew he was going to do this for his race, for his sovereigns, for his own benefit, but still I thanked him.

He would get lots of power and authority in his race out of this deal, not to mention his reputation would skyrocket. However I'd also gain a shitload of forces, and that was enough for me.

I took a deep breath, and thought about the location where this dude would send these forces towards. [Send them over the old location, the one at the other realm]

[Didn't it merge here?!]

[No dude, it's a totally separate world] I rolled my eyes, [Just send them at the old locations, and I'll arrange people there to gather them up]

[Deal!]

I closed the chat, and thought about my second Earth world. "I didn't get the chance to visit it there… And it's the perfect place to go and repair my baby…"

I planned to use this empty zone and heal my damaged chariot. However there was a much better alternative in front of my eyes, one that I totally missed.

Repairing my baby would take a long time and resources. The energy needed wasn't an issue. I got tons of bones anyway, and much more high energy materials inside my inventory.

The only thing that I couldn't control was the time needed to repair it. And for a reason, I felt like it'd take a long time to do it.

I planned to do it here, in the heart of all my troops, the safest place here. But it was much better to do it in another world.

There no single enemy could set foot or threaten my chariot's repair process. Not to mention the high time difference there would also be a great help.

[Listen, I'm going to leave a portal linking this new world with the other world I got. The forces you need will be delivered there, at the first training ground. Make sure to send people over, capable generals and lots of good leaders to supervise over the training there]

[This fast?]

[Do you take me for an incapable leader or what?] I rolled my eyes, [I'm going to rise high in the air, so you can spot my location. This will be the place of the portal. Make sure to send people there fast. You are well aware of the time difference between the two worlds, right?]

[Sure, I'll handle this right away]

I rose high in the air next, for thousands of metres, before finally returning back to the ground. "At last!" it felt like I didn't visit my world for long years, and that was true.

I spent hellish lots of years taking down bombs from all over the world's end zones before. And that made me feel like an old man, one who roamed the world, and finally returned back home after spending an entire lifetime away.

The portal opened and I passed through it and appeared on the second Earth. Recalling that my Earth was already gone, and merged with other worlds to form the new world made me realise something…

"I can call this world Earth… But I can also name the new world Earth…" I paused while being in midair, overlooking the grand number of forces and armies here.

During the past, Silverlining kept sending troops here from time to time. He stopped doing this for a long time already, but this didn't mean there weren't enough forces here.

I suddenly asked myself about something… I spent long years taking down the bombs, and that wasn't even close to a single year passing out in the real world.

If the time out in the universe followed my real time, would that mean all these years really passed over in the outer world?

Damn! Thinking about time issues gave me lots of headaches already! But that wasn't why I thought about this. I just regretted not letting Silverlining continue our deal back then, send forces all this time here.