I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

1145 Loran's Dilemma



At the same time, I made sure to ask Lily to bring forth all the invented weapons and anti-Hescos legions and armoury to here. I set the time for the grand meeting in three days, giving myself and them time to prepare.

They had tons of work to do, I understood that. They had to keep monitoring the endless fights around the kingdom, killing all the zombies and maintaining security.

At the same time, they had to assess and evaluate the performance of the generals and leaders through this disaster. If they found anyone capable, they’d rope him into the upcoming expedition wars.

As for me, I sent a word to Lily to find the zombie leaders and bring them to me. I also informed the two that I’d take the army led by zombies away for now.

If there was more than one army led by zombies, then they had to find replacements for them. I only wanted one army to help in the upcoming crucial quest.

I waited for two hours before a group of zombies appeared first. I looked around and located their leader; Loran.

“Lord, is it time?” Loran seemed like a straight forward zombie. I nodded while saying:

“Few days have already passed in the fifth quest. Although it’s not enough to produce low level dens, I found one that’s finished and it’s a high level one.”

I didn’t hide anything from him or others, spoke briefly about what happened back at the illusion battle site. The more I spoke, the more they seemed to frown.

“Is there anything wrong?” I knew he promised to deal with the dens using a group of one hundred of his people. But in the end I didn’t know if his words could be counted as true or not.

And when I noticed the deep look over their faces, I couldn’t help but ask in doubt. If they couldn’t help me with this issue, then there was a big risk in this entire disaster.

I wasn’t feeling that much worried about the presence of such high level dens in my territory. I knew there was a way to solve things here using the method he provided before.

I got two high level dens in the kingdom at the moment, one I saw getting created under my nose and the other was already ready when I arrived there.

But I didn’t select the one I saw getting created in front of me. After all, that one was giving out scary zombies and would just evolve the more time it kept running.

It was better to conduct the first test upon a much weaker and lower in grade zombie den. But even so, the reaction I got from Loran and others wasn’t something I fancied.

They looked as if they were in a deep dilemma, and that seemed to be bad news.

“Well…” Loran’s face twisted and that told me he was already facing great difficulty in handling such matter, “I told you before that dealing with the dens required us to awaken a sleeping one of our ancient kin. By using a group of a hundred, we are sure to awaken him and regain control again.”

“I know that,” I slowly nodded, “then where is the problem?”

“I… Was talking about low grade dens when I mentioned that. The early dens to be created in the apocalypse are the low level ones. But when dealing with much higher grade dens, things are going to be different.”

“In what way?” I turned around and looked at the grand number of zombies coming here to gather under Loran’s command, “if you wanted to gather more power for more members, then it’s easy to do it.”

I knew these zombies needed to feast on the blood of monsters. I already sat them loose for a couple of years and let them hunt down endless monsters back at my second Earth world.

Loran once told me before that to pull such a feat, he needed to replenish the exhausted powers of his people. If that was the problem, then sending them back to the second Earth and letting them feast on endless monsters was easy.

I still got my little Qi to help. And if he even wanted, I could simply lead him to the densest parts with zombies like the first den that was created in front of my eyes, or even the many dens completed under the northern gulf.

But as he gave me a weird look, I knew this wasn’t the crux of the problem. Not even close!

“Lord, a normal progress of any den will follow the course of nature,” Loran didn’t instantly quench my curiosity, but he started explaining something first, “the dens are all controlled by our sleeping ancient people. And the dens produced from them start from weak to strong.”

I could see the problem now. “So what’s different about the high end dens popping up from the start?” This was indeed the problem. And with the look over Loran’s face, I knew it was indeed true.

“This meant another force came into play,” Loran paused, “and that means when we break the core of the den and awaken our kin, we will find something else beside him.”

“Something dangerous?” I asked and he simply nodded, making me frown.

pa(nd)a no vel I was already having my hand behind my back dealing with the problems in the kingdom. If I by chance woke up something horrifying, then it would be like burning one’s home using one’s actions.

But leaving such disaster zones untouched wasn’t an option either. “What do you think will appear?” I knew in terms of zombie issues, Loran was the most experienced one about them.

“I can’t surely tell,” he sincerely shook his head, “but I once heard about an ancient incident when one of our sovereigns tried to bring the speed of the den maturity forward. It’s strangely similar to the scene you just described.”

I looked Loran directly in the eye, and aside from his genuine shock about this matter, this dude was indeed telling the truth.


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