I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

I had to account for my lack of trust with optimal preparations.

The first thing I aimed for was to purchase another pack. This time I selected the highest pack, the elite pack.

[You paid one million coins for the elite growth pack]

"Well, it's quite hot but it's worth every penny," I mumbled to myself while opening the description of this pack.

Simply put, I could now pay five thousand coins for one stat point. Of course that might seem outrageous, but one had to consider the depreciating counter factor here of the system.

The more quests we finished, the higher the cost it would to gain one single stat point. The system coupled with those in charge of the market put in its consideration the value of strength gained during the quest, plus the bigger amount of coins obtained by each one here.

So instead of paying two thousand coins per stat points in the beginner's pack at first quest, now it would cost me at least twenty thousand coins per stat if I purchased the same pack.

Also the price of the packs soared as well. In return for the five thousand coins from before, the beginner's pack now cost one hundred thousand coins.

Crazy! Those ones controlling the market were really shameless and insane! But I could see where this path would lead to.

This way they would easily filter the survivors and let only the elites shine. If they let the chance open for anyone to achieve stats easily, things would go out of control later on.

However, considering that I had stat points, beads, and other stuff stored inside my inventory, I didn't really need to pay anything.

So I didn't purchase this pack for the sake of stat points, but for two important features; two extra lives and three skills.

The two extra lives' importance was clear. Plus they could be stacked forever. So I didn't need to be worried about them vanishing after the end of the quest and the vanishing of the pack itself.

As for the skills, two out of the three were normal skills. But that wouldn't even make me moved to purchase this pack at such an extravagant price.

The third skill alone was worth it. After all, it was a class specific skill.

To obtain a class specific skill one had to have a heaven defying luck, or I should take another class quest. But class quests weren't that easy to have, and the ones giving class specific skills were even rarer.

So having one skill with the price of one million coins was a steal! In addition to that, this price would soar even higher by each subsequent quest.

Even those terrifying wealthy figures from other worlds like dragons and Selvators wouldn't even be able to purchase these packs later on.

"Select the skills," I blurted out while the jumper next to me gave me such a deep gaze. I knew he must have figured what I was doing, and I didn't mind that.

After all, he was too terrifying to be concerned about. Even if he didn't know anything about me, he could kill me with a whim.

Perhaps showing off some of my abilities here would make him lean slightly towards me in the future. Who wouldn't look for a capable partner like myself? The stronger I became, the higher chances would be for me to recruit him.

The system went into silence for brief seconds. Even with the amount of coins paid, I didn't have the luxury to choose the skills myself.

[Three skills have been selected: The sense skill, the hawk eye skill, and the separation skill]

What were these skills? It was my first time hearing about them so I opened three windows and examined their description.

[Sense skill: Passive skill. An invisible insulation of energy will seep away from your body as a center. Anything alive that comes into contact with it while you aren't aware of its presence will cause an alarm inside your awareness]

Just as I was reading this simple description, another window popped up on top of it.

[Warning: You don't have a sense stat]

[A sense stat is being created in your profile]

[If your sense stat is higher than your enemies, the sense skill will work. If it's lower, the sense skill will fail to detect the target. If both are equal, there is fifty percent chance of identifying him]

[Sense stat can't be increased by normal measures]

[Detecting your class]

[You have a heaven grade class]

[Adjusting the requirements for you]

[Binding the sense stat to your class]

[The sense skill is bound to your class]

[The sense skill is upgraded]

[Soul sense skill: Passive skill. Upgraded form. Class specific skill. An invisible insulation of energy will seep away from your body as a center. Anything alive that comes into contact with it while you aren't aware of its presence will cause an alarm inside your awareness.

The limit of the skill is determined by the sense stat.

For sacrificing five hundred souls, you can add one point to your sense stat.

If your sense stat is higher than the target, it will suppress him. The degree of suppression depends entirely on how many folds your sense stat is above the target]

"Damn! That's heaven defying luck!!"

I sucked in a cold air of breath while not believing my eyes. My class looked domineering and so cool at the moment. With such a change, I got an additional class specific skill.

Compared to the previous skill, this upgraded one was so cool!

"What happened?" the jumper asked next to me with obvious curiosity. In fact I deliberately expressed my thoughts out loud to attract his attention.

"Nothing much," I shrugged before tucking my tongue out, "just bought a normal skill and it turned into a class specific skill, hahaha."

"You…" the jumper's body trembled as he was reminded by me of his lost class. But he had nothing to do now. Killing me? Pft, he was too curious about me to think of having me as his lackie than killing me.

But who would be the boss and who would be the lackie? Let's wait and see then.

[The hawk eye skill: Active skill. Once activated, you can see up to one mile away. Can be coupled with the night vision skill and soul sense skill]

Well, it wasn't that big of a skill to be honest. But it wasn't bad. Seeing what was coming was something vital in any fight after all.

And now it only came to the third skill. That skill was the original class specific skill. After the changes I witnessed in the sense skill, I held high hopes into this one.

[The separation skill: Active skill. Class specific skill. When activated, you can separate a single bone from a dead body of an enemy you killed. The activation will consume soul points according to the level of the enemy cultivation.

The separated bone can be stored in the inventory or sold in the market. The separated bone can be integrated into your body, adding the cultivation power stored within it from the original owner. The integration process will cost soul points based on the level of the cultivation]

"Damn!" this time I blurted out unconsciously when I read that. Without controlling myself, I eyed the nearby jumper as if I was a hungry beast looking at a delicious meal.

"Why are you giving me this look?" The jumper was startled by my gazes. However I couldn't tell. I reluctantly moved my gaze away and hoped to meet someone with good cultivation later on.

At this moment I regretted not storing the bodies of the dragon and the Selvator kids. Both had high cultivation and I would definitely have struck it rich if I used this skill on them.

But I didn't feel bitter for long. I knew chances would only start to appear from now on.

As I had my three skills ready, I rapidly checked the auction to find that someone already bidded higher than what I expected for that item.

Forty million coins! C'mon, don't be ridiculous!

Without waiting any further, I placed more gears in the auction to be sold. This time I selected the direct selling option for fifty gears, and got around twenty-five million coins at one go.

This way I was sure of getting that item no matter what. This item was the only thing missing to make my counter attack here reliable.

"Thinking about it…" I turned to look at the jumper before adding as if I was asking myself not him, "it would be a grand scene of a fight, right?"

"What do you mean?" The jumper was still acting uneasy after my last gaze towards him. C'mon, I didn't go and bite you or something.

"The fight against that star… Me, a human, standing against such brutal force and conquering it. It's going to be an epic scene to miss, right?"

"In your dreams," the jumper shrugged coldly, "keep dreaming of defeating that without my help."

"You won't fart well against it, don't give yourself such unreliable credits," I acted as rude as him.

"Do you want to die?"

I rolled my eyes. C'mon, doesn't that jumper have any other phrase than this to threaten me with? What about hitting you to death? Or lashing you with a whip? Gosh, he lacked creativity here.

I shifted my attention towards the thing I decided to postpone for later due. According to the old man's words he left behind in the beads of memory, the three kingdoms weren't established out of coincidence.

There was a deep secret behind this. A secret that I never heard about despite reading almost every record about the apocalypse.

As I imagined the scenes of me fighting bravely against the unstoppable legendary star weapon and crushing its attack, I couldn't control my excitement anymore.

It was really a breathtaking and heaven shattering fight scene. No one would be foolish enough to set his/her gaze away from me at that moment.

It was the best thing to start my big ambitious project with. The more I thought about it, the more convinced that this was a golden chance, a rare chance that I shouldn't let slip by my hands.

However I needed something important to do it. Without it, then nothing else would work.

I instantly opened the normal market and searched for that item. But as expected, nothing was there.

"It must be inside the class market then," I instantly shifted into the class market interface and searched again.

But with no avail!

I couldn't help but frown. Should I let this chance be wasted? Just like that?

I wasn't resigned to such a result to be honest.

"What are you desperately looking for?" Just as I was feeling lost and bitter, the hoarse voice of the jumper came to startle me.

I looked up at him like I was looking at my savior. Yeah, that was a jumper! Someone who lived through many worlds and faced tens of apocalypses already. He maintained his inventory intact all this time.

The possibility of him having this item was very high indeed.

"Don't think about lending you my precious weapons," he said in a bashful expression that I didn't mind at the moment. Even his arrogance seemed like nothing to me.

"Tell me, have you ever crossed quest six by any chance before?" I hurriedly asked and my hopes were all hanged by a threat depending on his answer.

"Quest six? Humph! What do you take me for? A loser like yourself?"

"What was your highest quest then?" I pushed again. His answer wasn't the one I was looking for.

"Quest eleven," he puffed his chest as if he did something heroic back there.

"Only eleven? Tsk," I poured a cold bucket of water on his head. As expected, his answer came the same way that forced me to smile.

"Do you seek death?"

"Ok, I want something from you…" I paused before wiping out the smile over my face as I seriously added, "it's more important than my life itself. Do you perhaps happen to have a celebrity endorsement agreement reel in your inventory?"

And I impatiently waited for his answer.

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