I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

If they did a great job and invented a much scarier form of ammunition for this cannon, then I was sure the defensive structure that looked so intimidating would crumble in the face of these cannons.

Yes! Show me, show the world the value of the genius minds of my kingdom. Scare the Hescos, scare the universe, scare everyone and let this battle be eternally engraved in their minds as the start of my human rising.

“Are these… Drones?” amidst the dense weapons packed and waiting to get deployed, I noticed something new amidst them.

They were small in size, compared to the gigantic pieces of arms around. They had different shaped bodies, not bigger than five metres in length, width, and height, with eight arms extended and rising up from their bodies, holding rotors with sharp and short blades.

They looked like planes, fighters but in small size. I looked over and couldn’t see any cockpit place for anyone to drive or board.

The only thing I could relate with the old human arsenal was drones. The drones I saw before in the records were smaller in size than these ones. But they were similar in lacking any place to pilot, and they were filled with rockets and missiles.

Considering the old fashioned drones, these ones were bigger. Compared to the modified weapons here, they looked like babies to them.

“They even modified drones… That’s amazing!” I was gladly surprised by this new creation from my genius department.

These drones were once known as silent killers in the lost human civilization. The drones could fly silently, stealthed themselves over a large distance from their target, and land precise shots over them without getting noticed.

Zero margin error and one hundred percent success rate, that was the famous phrase I always read about these drones.

But that was in time before the apocalypse. As for now, I honestly didn’t know if they could play any role at all.

I looked over but couldn’t find any surprising weapons. I wasn’t that disappointed as the weapons they already modified were great.

More weapons were getting transported from the second Earth world. More monsters were getting modified and strengthened by different weapons. And at last the warrior count was growing steadily as they kept consuming stat crystals.

Everything was perfect. And what we lacked now was just the genius ideas from Isac.

I turned to look at her. Even after five hours of deep contemplation, she didn’t raise her head off the deck of my chariot.

She was lost in reading and understanding the complicated defences of the other world. Seeing her like this made me feel respect for the ones who were behind doing such a thing on the Hescos side.

Even if they were my enemies, I wouldn’t be stingy to not show them respect.

But that didn’t mean Isac was worse. She just needed time and I was sure she was going to break down all this and come up with a genius idea for counter attack.

As she seemed lost in her thinking, I turned my eyes over the other world. The fight over there was still continuing, but it lacked any intensity like before.

The main reason behind this was that the only enemies coming at my forces there were formed of different races aside from Hescos. Even if these races were strong, they weren’t enough to challenge my elite forces.

After the passage of ten more hours, I started to be suspicious. The enemy could have just thrown the towel and dropped the attempts over this part of the world.

Hescos were already amassing a large number of forces at the distant forts and walls. They didn’t need to send more races to kill my forces as that proved futile.

Yet they kept sending races, and even increased the number of forces sent over to my side.

That was weird. And one thing might be the reason behind this. They wanted to exhaust my forces by continuous fighting and not give them any chance to rest.

Using useless races to wear down my forces might be a silly idea. But if they were ready to keep pouring out such races endlessly for long hours, even days, then perhaps they’d get the result they wanted.

“Who told them there are only these forces? That’s nonsense!” I laughed over their naive thinking. However I didn’t think too much about any of this.

After all they didn’t depend entirely on wearing down my forces. For them, it might have been one small plot they used, and they didn’t even place any importance over it.

It felt like someone was trying to get his way out of a maze, and he kept punching the walls and rocks of the maze, with little to no hope of crushing his way through it by his force.

Seeing this made me feel a little relieved as well. Isac seemed to be on the verge of discovering something. Her face kept twitching and switching between happiness, frown, and depression from time to time in the past couple of hours.

That meant she was this close from grasping the main concept of this grand complicated maze. And hopefully she’d gain insight about how to deal with this maze as well.

But my wait for her solution had to last for an entire day. During this, I didn’t even consider for one moment to open another portal to another world.

My forces were all going to serve one purpose now; crushing down these Hescos before doing anything else.

So I had to wait. And after all this wait, she didn’t disappoint me.

“I figured it out!” she blurted this out after an entire day and half of waiting and utter silence. I already revised and memorised this design by heart. Yet I couldn’t tell a head or tail about it.

What made it all a mystery to me was all these ups and downs in the grand design of the defences beyond the walls.