I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

Chapter 138 A Pro Gamer

It rained wealth! Damn! Just taking half of that dude’s inventory took almost an entire minute! That never happened before.

Each time I took half of anyone’s inventory, it only lasted for a few seconds. Yet this time it lasted for an entire minute! Whole minute! Damn dude, did you come here carrying your entire family’s treasure volt or what?

“Run!”

Just as I was fixed to my place, the few surviving dragons all came to take revenge. And in the middle of all this, I saw that whore running away and trying to push her girls as far away as possible from here.

“Kill them,” I said without the need to raise even a single eyebrow, “then go and kill those bitches and bring back their bodies.”

*Fwoosh!*

My soulers weren’t that far from me. The moment I gave the order, they moved like a flash and ended up passing through the big bodies of those dragons, killing them.

Then they started to run, leaving a long trail of black smoke behind. Their target was the running bunch of those succubi.

If a dragon leader had such wealth, then I expected something nice from the soft body of the succubus leader.

Of course succubus race couldn’t be compared with dragons, but she was a leader just like this dude here.

“May I ask what you are doing?”

As I just finished gathering my loot from this dude, and before I could even scan my inventory for what I got, I heard this familiar voice from behind.

It was that youth who seemed to be the leader of the people here.

“It’s not polite to ask someone about his stuff without introducing yourself at least,” I simply shrugged while moving after another dead body of a dragon elite and started to claim his belongings.

Unlike the leader, the rest were simply ordinary. They took only a few seconds to get half of their inventories, making me not expect something big.

“Sorry about that,” the youth didn’t get my signal to f*ck off and leave me alone, “I’m Leonardo, everyone calls me Leo, the fiery Leo,” he said as if he was inside one of those silly reality shows of this time or something.

“Hi Leo,” I said without any speck of excitement while continuing what I was doing.

“May I ask what you are doing?” He was quite persistent.

“Why should I answer such a question?” I coldly said before jumping to one of those smashed under my chariot.

“Well…” he seemed to be startled by my answer, “aren’t we humans? Shouldn’t we help each other?”

“Sorry pal,” I finished collecting the loot from one body and jumped to another, “I only taught my secrets to my gang.”

“Them?” He looked at the girls and the spearhead as he said that in a tone that I didn’t like. One single glance from me made this kid tremble slightly. “S… Sorry, didn’t mean any disrespect.”

“Nothing happened,” I returned to my business while coldly adding, “if you really made me feel disrespect, then your head won’t be still attached to your body. Go away pal, this isn’t a game.”

“But I’m a gamer,” he patted his chest strongly with his closed fist as if this was enough to leave me in wonder, “I’m a pro! Before all this I was famous.”

“Never heard about you pal,” I shrugged, “no disrespect meant.”

“…”

He stood there without moving an inch except to follow me.

“So I shall put my hand over…”

*Fwoosh!*

Without warning, my sword was fast, so fast it suddenly appeared in front of his face, stopping a few inches away from his eyes.

“Gulp… S… Sorry, I just wanted to try it!”

“Told you this is only for my gang,” I motioned with my head to the side, “scram and don’t disturb me again.”

“B… But…” he stood up slowly while my sword followed.

“If you are so tired from life, then keep nagging me!”

Helplessly he walked away. I didn’t mind telling him some advice, on condition that he would join my forces.

But to make someone like him, a leader of such a big and organised force, put down his ego and accept to join me, I had to create a need and a ladder of superiority with him.

He had to feel the lack in our abilities. Not only in regard to wealth or gears or things like my chariot, but in skills, knowledge, and experience.

Just like now, he wasn’t interested that much by my chariot or by the way I killed the dragons with. He never asked me about my soulers or that big baby that I claimed from the dragon leader.

He was interested in what I was doing. Why? Because he was a gamer, someone who was driven by desire to be the best, nothing more.

His competitive spirit and his desire for power forced him to come and ask, even sticking around while I was intentionally giving him a cold shoulder.

I knew he wouldn’t give up. If he did, then he wouldn’t be a gamer. A gamer in the apocalypse was simply like a shark in water; deadly and his progress would be phenomenal in later stages.

Those guys lived their entire lives playing games just like the apocalypse itself. So when the apocalypse happened, everyone struggled except for them. And when everyone got a chance to survive, they were making great names for themselves.

I didn’t recall his name or nickname to be honest. Gamers were known by their nicknames prior to the apocalypse. Despite his name didn’t ring any bells, I still wanted him to join my forces.

His force was decent indeed. Few thousand humans with good equipment and enough experience to be second only to my own force. But I wouldn’t crave him for that.

I wanted him for the same reasons I worked to add the jumper, the spearhead, and other girls to my team; his scary growth potential.

So it wasn’t a surprise to see my team coming back after they settled everything and that dude was with them.

“Boss,” the spearhead spoke first, “are we going to hit anyone else?”

“We are done here,” I shrugged, “once I’m done, we can leave.”

“Santa Claus,” just as I was standing from one dead succubus from the group my soulers brought over minutes ago, Karoline said in a joking tone while taking shelter with a spearhead from me.

“Don’t ever say that to me again!” I glared at her while she gave me a tempting apologetic look. “Speak, what do you want?”

“Our little brother here wants to ask you about something,” Karoline pushed that dude towards my vision and I simply turned my glaring look over to him.

“Didn’t I tell you to scream?”

“Boss, can you be a bit gentler with him?” Angelica jumped and literally grabbed my arm while giving me a petition look from her sexy eyes.

“I won’t help anyone who isn’t part of our team,” I freed myself and made my stance clearer as I added, “if you wanted to know, you’ll have to take me as your boss, just like everyone else here.”

I motioned my head to the four girls and the spearhead before leaning over another dead body of a succubus girl, “or else you can just leave and not come here again.”

I heard them chatting in low tone as they worked as a team to convince this dude to join my crew.

Of course every single one of them knew about my plans. After all, I sent a brief message to Angelica and explained things over to her. She got what I wanted and the team was working brilliantly to lure this dude in.

“Alright boss,” Isabella’s happy tone came, “he agreed to join us.”

“Is this right?” I stopped what I was doing and examined him from head to tail.

Aside from his long smooth yellow hair, he was your average type of a guy. He had not a single special mark or feature at all! A common dude who happened to be a game geek before the apocalypse.

“I do,” perhaps only his black eyes that had a strange lustre about them gave me a good impression about him. Of course in addition to him being a gamer.

“Cool,” I took something out, “sign it and you’ll be part of the team then.”

“What is that?!” He grabbed the contract which I filled out quickly and signed it already. It seems I wrote many contracts so far to get accustomed to these.

“It’s your admission test,” I returned to what I was doing before adding, “sign it and you are part of us. Refuse and you won’t get any chance like that again.”

“But..” he seemed a bit hesitant. Dude, just sign the f*cking thing over! You wasted a lot of my time and my team’s effort to make you join.

“But what?” the spearhead asked while he was showing a slightly aggressive tone in his voice.

“It’s just…” I could hear his rejection coming, “I gathered those people around and they trusted me. I can’t just simply leave them behind.”

Oh, it was that! A cool hearted dude then, amazing!

“Boss…” It was Isabella’s voice, and I answered her without even turning my back to her.

“They can join,” I said, “but after passing the traitor test.”

“Traitor what?”

Innocent dude… I swear your group was a locust of traitors judged by that good heart of yours.

“Take this,” I bought one compass fast from the market and threw it over to Isabella, “like usual. I can’t summon my warriors over. So you can use my Gollems and their ballista.”

I motioned to my gigantic chariot and Isabella nodded in understanding. As for that poor Leo, he kept that puzzled look over his face which turned fast into a look of disgust and soon anger when he heard what that compass should do.

Of course he signed the contract first and became one of my people. As for claiming ten percent of the loot here, it was left after scanning his people.

As I finished taking up my loot, I stood on the side watching in silence while my soulers were acting like executioners, killing anyone daring to run away.

It happened like usual, people lined up with puzzlement at first before they started to get what was happening here. In a span of a few minutes, many groups of people started to run, trying to escape their death here.

Of course my soulers weren’t enough to kill them all. But who said my Gollems weren’t there to hunt them down?

As for me, I jumped over my chariot and kept playing chasing games with those miserable traitors until my team scanned all of them.

“Now let me teach you my trick,” I said without feeling the same loss feeling or despair he had on his face. He had all the right to feel so. After all, slightly over half of his forces were traitors!

But when he got to learn about the trick of gathering the loot from them, he didn’t feel any loss at all. In fact he felt some regret for not killing a group of them by his own hands.

In one way he would vent out his anger and feeling of betrayal, and from another he would gain much more than ten percent.

“Don’t look this sad,” I patted him on the shoulder when he knew about the fifty percent loot rule, “the big fish is still lying in wait over there. As a token of celebration for your joining, go and claim the ten percent from that dude.”

Of course I was giving him a share at the expense of someone from my team. We had now six in my team, and only five could claim their loot from the rich dead dragon.

But I had to show him a bone to ignite his desire to excel and do better. Of course he was a gamer, he had a soul of a warrior deep within him.

As for the person who wouldn’t get his share, it didn’t even take a second of my time. I already selected him. Indeed he was my dear spearhead!