I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse-Chapter 1866: Hunting Bones!

Hye fell into a deep silence for several minutes, his fingers drumming against his thigh. He was calculating the ripple effects of revealing a higher tier of currency.

Finally, he reached into the shadow of his inventory and pulled out a single, obsidian-colored fragment. It was a Dark Realm bone, pulsing with an aura so cold and dense it seemed to swallow the light in the room. He handed it to her.

"Send this to them," Hye commanded. "Tell them that if they can secure a batch of one hundred thousand artificial planets in a single transaction, I will pay for the entire lot using this specific grade of bone."

"This..." Olana’s breath hitched as she took the fragment. She turned it over, her internal scanners failing to even categorise the material. "The market has never seen anything like this. This isn’t just a bone; it’s a concentrated core of energy."

"I know," Hye nodded, a smirk playing on his lips. "I didn’t give Moth a single one of these. This is a significantly higher grade than anything the Hescos have in their possession."

"Giving my family an exclusive advantage like this... they’ll love it!" Olana realised Hye was playing the diplomatic game with master-level precision.

He was targeting her family where they were most vulnerable: their reputation. Holding a monopoly on a new, high-tier universal currency would elevate their house to unprecedented heights.

"Stress the requirement," Hye added firmly. "One hundred thousand artificial planets as a single batch to earn the privilege of this trade. We also need a fair, transparent assessment of this bone’s value relative to the market so we can scale our future deals. Tell them I can satisfy as many planet orders as they can fill—and this deal isn’t limited by time."

"Not time-limited?" Olana looked at him with scepticism. "How can you possibly guarantee a supply of something this rare indefinitely?"

"Don’t worry about the supply," Hye replied, his eyes flashing with a hidden intent. "I have one more ’visit’ to make before we officially depart for the expedition. Make sure you are fully prepared to leave. Once we start, there is no turning back."

"Understood," she said. She still didn’t quite grasp how he planned to fund a literal empire of planets, but she suspected he might be underestimating the sheer scale of her family’s treasure houses. They had enough stock to supply him for a century.

What she didn’t know was that Hye had just received a critical piece of intelligence: a skirmish had broken out near the universal border.

An Outer Battlefield fleet was aggressively pursuing a fleet from this universe. Both had emerged from the void without warning, and Hye saw them not as a threat, but as a harvest.

He intended to crash their party and amass a fresh stockpile of Dark Realm bones before the month began.

The battle was raging in a sector not far from where Major’s fleet had recently fought. Hye checked the coordinates recorded in his staff, activated the jump drive, and tore through space.

When they emerged near the heat of the conflict, the stars were obscured by streaks of plasma and the debris of shattered hulls.

Hye immediately switched gears. He recalled their small transport and summoned a massive, menacing warship—a vessel clearly identifiable as an Outer Battlefield craft. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"Listen up," Hye’s voice boomed over the internal comms to his elite units. "We’re doing this the old way. Once you clear a ship, you jump immediately to the next. Do not stop, do not look back, and do not show mercy until I give the order to withdraw."

"Your orders are my wishes, my mighty king," Lucas said, bowing with a level of reverence that made Olana flinch. She watched the exchange, her mind reeling at the absolute devotion Hye commanded.

Hye didn’t have time to correct her impressions. He watched through the main viewscreen as thousands of Soulers and Reapers exited the airlocks like a swarm of shadows, drifting toward the surrounding vessels.

The appearance of a massive Outer Battlefield ship didn’t initially cause alarm. The pursuit fleet from the void assumed it was a powerful ally arriving to finish the job, while the fleet from this universe braced for the end, thinking another enemy had arrived.

It was only when the ships on both sides began to go dark—their crews silenced and their engines dead—that the true horror of Hye’s arrival began to dawn on them.

The void of space, usually a canvas of distant, twinkling stars, had been transformed into a graveyard of twisted metal and frozen atmosphere.

As the scale of the dead zone escalated, expanding to cover a massive expanse of the sector, the grim reality of the situation began to dawn on the combatants.

It wasn’t just a few scout ships going dark anymore; scores of vessels from both the outer universe and the local systems were falling silent, their hulls becoming hollow shells drifting in the wake of an invisible predator.

For the first time in the history of this skirmish, both fleets realised that the massive ship that had just entered the fray was a bad omen for everyone involved.

"They are actually uniting against me. How interesting!" Hye evilly remarked, a cold, amused glint in his eyes as he watched the tactical display.

He wasn’t here for the thrill of the fight, nor was he here to gain experience in the nuances of deep-space manoeuvres.

He was a man of singular focus, and his goal for this entire engagement was the acquisition of Dark Realm bones.

That was his primary objective. To achieve it, he had initially targeted the densest cluster of outer universe ships, knowing their high-level officers would yield the richest harvest.

However, as the efficiency of his Soulers and Reapers grew, the scale of their boarding actions spiralled out of control.

They were no longer discriminating between friend or foe; they were simply harvesting everything that breathed and possessed a soul.