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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 ]

ranmaro · Fantasia
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1796 Chs

Loran's Punishment

"Do you mean… This staff of mine wipes out its saved bookmarks when changing owners?" a realisation flashed by my eyes, "take it then. Check if the bookmarks you saved are there or not."

I tossed the staff over and once he grabbed it, he remained silent before a sigh of relief could be heard. "It's saved there, all is there."

"Great," it was something new even for me about my staff, "wait until I'm done. Then you can open a portal for the two of us to jump over."

"Ok."

Lucas stayed by my side silent while I kept working. Just as I was done, I casually asked:

"How big are our losses? Don't tell me we lost a lot!"

"Lord… We didn't have you!"

"It's not an excuse!"

I glared at him before adding, "I can accept losses, but to a certain limit. Exceed it and you two will get demoted! How much did we lose?"

"Lord… We lost ten percent so far," seemingly fazed by my words, he staggered a step or two before adding in a weak tone.

Ten percent? Well… It wasn't that bad.