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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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The Coalition Army

[It's true]

[Then you can't take part in the upcoming fights]

[Who said?]

[Aren't you prevented from taking part in the quests?]

[Dude… Taking part is something, and causing chaos is another]

He paused for a long five minutes, seemingly chatting with his paragon. Fang was smart. He would guess partially what I was seeking here.

[So you want to form this army and go to hit that central region in the West, right?]

[Bingo]

[But what if you can't claim anything there? Won't that end up with great losses for you?]

Expected! He or his paragon or both must have guessed my current plans.

[Contracts exist to solve such issues]

[The same way of payment then?]

[I'll retain my right to claim one fifth of the region we conquer] I sent to him, [According to my choice, anything I select will fall under my control after the end of quest four]

[Twenty percent? Hmm… That leaves eighty percent unclaimed]

[I'll trade these with training camps from the two of you]