I Became Young Masters In the Novel After The Apocalypse

"! Wake up" 

"Get up, you bastard!"

"Don't try to avoid work by saying you're tired."

Hey... what's going on? Why is everyone screaming? Isn't someone sleeping?

Snap! 

"That hurts, you bastard!" I screamed angrily as I felt something like a whip hit me. 

"Get up and go to work or you won't get any food."

I looked up to see a group of people. I don't know how tall they were. They were wearing clothes similar to those worn by beggars on the street, but even worse.

Some looked at me with pity, while others with malicious glee. I then turned my head to see a person glaring at me with contempt, holding a whip. It seemed he was the one who hit me.

Just as I tried to speak... 

"Ah...Ah"

Suddenly I felt pain in my head due to the flow of a large amount of memories to a twelve-year-old child.

After almost understanding the situation, I quickly got up to complete the work so that I wouldn't be struck again. 

After an hour... 

A child sat in a hut, eating some bread and thinking. 

Well, it seems I've traveled into the body of a child. The place around me is unfamiliar, and there are a lot of slaves. I can assume I've either moved to a new world or traveled through time, but the latter seems unlikely after noting the history of the place. 

I'm actually kind of excited to experience something fantasy-like, such as reincarnation, since I used to watch anime and read manga in my previous life

As for this body, according to his memories, he died due to overwork and was an orphan. One of the army members found him near the slave camp, so he brought him back here and left him. The person in charge of the area thought I was the illegitimate son of that man, so he ordered someone to take care of me. When no one asked about me, he neglected me when I was six years old.

Thinking back, it seems the person who found me holds a high position in the army

So I started working in the mining area doing simple tasks for food until I turned twelve and began mining stones. Apparently, I couldn't handle the work.

As for this world, it seems that it was hit by a meteorite about 150 years ago. 

With the fall of the meteorite, many animals evolved and became wild, and there are animals the size of a twenty-story building. 

 I don't want to think about the fate of the zookeepers in a world where even the mice have become the size of a cat. 

But as the danger increases, some people discover that they have supernatural powers by eating monster cores, which they obtain from inside monsters.

 But it's not that simple, as many who ate these cores died immediately after consuming them. Only a few succeeded in gaining supernatural powers like throwing fire, summoning meteors, ice spears, and other abilities.

With the development of discoveries through experiments and the sacrifice of many people, they discovered that abilities are obtained according to the compatibility of your body with the element of the monster's core. For example, if your elemental affinity is for fire, it is not permissible to take any core that is not for fire. 

That's why they invented a machine that measures your elemental affinity. That's all I know, as people in the slave area rarely have any elemental affinity, so they don't know much about it.

 But it doesn't matter because every year they test 12-year-olds and the next test is supposed to be a week from now. 

The next day, I woke up and went straight to work. Perhaps due to the original body's memories, I didn't feel strange or find it difficult to adapt.

I went to the digging site and grabbed the tools.

"Hey, kid, how are you? I heard you got hurt last night."

I heard a mocking voice and ignored it, knowing that this person always bullied the original owner of the body and stole his food.

"Why aren't you answering? Are you deaf or something? Do you want to get beaten?" He approached me, and for some reason, I felt a strong urge to hit him. Maybe it was due to the original body's memories. Since he volunteered himself, I decided to take revenge for the original owner.

Oh, I'm sorry, but I think I heard a loser here.

"What did you say, you? Have you gone mad since yesterday?" he said in shock because I usually endured insults with my head down.

"That's not it, but you, loser, don't you know that your wife is cheating on you?"

I said casually.

When he heard my words, he was stunned, then anger ignited in him. "Are you mocking me? I don't have a wife."

I said with a provoking smile, "Oh, I didn't think you'd know."

His face twisted with rage, and he started to hit me. As he struck, I began to shout.

"Help!

"Security, someone's breaking the law here, please help!"

The guards rushed in and began to arrest him. When the fool saw the guards coming, he realized he'd been tricked and looked at me with hatred.

"When I come back, I'll get my revenge on you," he said maliciously.

I didn't care. The test is in a week, and I must succeed. If I don't, I'll simply escape. Staying here is not an option.

This fool would be punished by digging in the inner part of the mine for two months.

Where the inside of the mine contains more spiritual stones and therefore more radiation, and this radiation is somewhat similar to nuclear radiation in my previous life, as prolonged exposure to it leads to an uncured disease But this disease can be prevented by wearing special suits. The matter is only that those who care about the safety of slaves, if one of them gets sick, they kill and replace others

The outer part isn't entirely safe either, but the energy levels are low, so only a small percentage of people get sick, unlike the inner part, where staying for a few years is a certain death.