I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

1763  Doing It Like Old Times

The main dangers didn't lie just in the enemies lurking there, but also in natural phenomena like this one. As he drew closer to the gathering of ships, he found more evidence for his theory.

The ships didn't look just damaged, they appeared as if they came out from a deadly battle, luckily escaping death. Their bodies were breached, and many pieces were missing. There were even black marks all over their bodies, especially for the bigger ships, indicating how they got such damage.

"Is it a surge of heat or lava? Perhaps both," Hye sighed again, before looking around, checking the huge number of ships gathered up here.

There were ships of different sizes and models, ships coming from both universes. They were all lying calmly and silently, looking like dead ships. And yet he knew they weren't void of races inside.

"Time to test my technique…" Hye led his ship in the middle of tens of thousands of damaged ones until he reached a spot he thought suitable to start testing.

Then he went out, suited up, looked around, and all he could see were dead and cold ships, dark without a single flare or light.

The sight was quite depressing, looking as if he was in the middle of a colossal space grave for ships. The spaceships were all floating in space, without moving or issuing a single sign of being alive or having anyone alive inside.

It might look depressing to anyone, any but Hye. To him, this scene was quite interesting and amusing, something that enticed the sense of excitement in him.

As he was out in space, he started to use his technique. The first thing he felt was a great rejection from the universe around him, something he had never experienced before.

He used to test his techniques in the past twenty years. They weren't running that well, but at least there wasn't such rejection.

"If you are trying to stop me, then I'll simply use more power to overcome this," Hye snorted, taking out something he acquired before, but never got the chance to use yet, his chariot!

He bought it before when he was in that world. And even when he entirely depended on the spaceships, it was time to use this ship.

The chariot appeared, showing a majestic colossal structure. If his former ship was big, this one would leave it back in the dust!

Yet he didn't care about examining it. The chariot could be a great vehicle to be used in any world, not in space.

He just took it out as he needed a stable place for his bones. He took out tons of bones and then started to crazily absorb their energy.

The resistance he felt was something that itched him to crush it. He didn't like getting limited like this, and he needed to overcome this unforeseen obstacle, so he'd reap the rewards in front of him.

Just in the first minute, and with the crazy gush of power into his body, he could feel that resistance getting weaker. By the third minute, he could hardly feel it. And yet he never stopped absorbing energy from the bones.

As he crushed the resistance, he aimed to let his threads expand and reach more areas. So he kept absorbing his bone energy, and threads started to elongate and reach distant reaches.

"It's still working at least," the first threads that went inside the ships got his total attention. He was worried such new change and resistance wouldn't be a single happening, and his technique's ability would be affected negatively.

Yet when he invaded the bodies of races inside the ships, infiltrated and controlled them, he felt relieved. The threads worked like before, penetrated the bodies, took control of them, and then expanded and released more threads around.

Soon enough, all the small ships around got totally infiltrated and controlled. He paid lots of bones to do that, yet he wasn't complaining. He forced them to sign contracts with him, including even the ones who came from the other universe.

"The higher-ups are indeed fast in enforcing the system over them…" He grinned when he noticed many of those races came from the other universe. It meant the system enforced itself over them, and he just used this little window and help.

He was sure the system had jurisdiction only here. Going out from this place would end up with all of them losing their systems. And that made him wonder if the system even existed for people from the universe on the outer battlefield or not.

He didn't have the answer, but if the system wasn't there, then things would grow south for everyone from this universe. "Nah, I don't believe it's not there," he shook his head, before returning to fully focus on the task at hand.

Hye kept spreading over his threads, and for the first time ever since the end of the apocalypse twenty years ago, he started to purchase contracts again from the market.

"This feels like old times, old great times," he couldn't help but laugh when he started running low on contracts. The contracts he had all were leftovers from the time of the apocalypse. And he never needed to purchase any contracts before.

Slowly he gained tons of forces, and he gave them a single order… To repair the ships!

These were experienced fighters, who used to know how to run spaceships. And it was better to let them do this. He didn't intend on adding all of them to his army, planned to add most of them to populate his planets here.

But adding more experienced warriors to his fleets was something that came as a bonus for him. He didn't need to train any, and on top of that, he'd gain other universe fighters, ones who could use his large fleet of other universe's ships perfectly fine.

There was also another catch for this. The gained forces were real forces, real races, not warriors he could store in his inventory as tokens.