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I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

Starting out from NY city, one man will come back in time and start dominating the world of the apocalypse. Hye lived his entire life without a class. After the apocalypse hit the human world, strange creatures invaded and killed humans while new lands were being added. Systems were given to humans and with the help of the guides, humans started to fight back for their lives. All of this happened under the watch of the venerable beings who were shining stars in the sky; gods! Hye dreamt his entire life of a chance to prove himself. He was a hard-working, earnestly learning, and smart youth. However, the apocalypse never was merciful to such humans at all. Until one day he got a chance to go back in time when everything started. At this new starting point, he found himself able to finally obtain what he wanted, a class for himself and power beyond imagination. But will things be this easy for him? ______________________________________________ Release schedule: 1-2 chapters per day, more chapters per summoning pens: 1 chap for every 100 summoning pens. [WPC #264 - Gold Place Winner!] [ Check trailer 1 of the novel here: bit.ly/wn12345 ]

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It's Getting Harder!

Just as I got squeezed between two sides, I couldn't help but improvise. I clenched my hand over one spike from the rock spear, rotated my body in the air, before changing my trajectory.

It helped to buy me sometime, however I still ended up with few injuries.

"I have to find another way," looking at the gaps in my simple clothes that got soaked with my blood made me realise this wasn't a good plan.

It was just a reflexive move to avoid the sudden change. And now I have to think fast and find a way to survive the huge number of incoming spears towards me.

If I could just find a way to change my trajectory midair, things would be really easy.

What the heck was wrong with this test? I didn't get anything to use.

I kept using these crude methods and more injuries piled up. From my past experience with the wounds at my fists, these weren't going to heal!