I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

Just as I got squeezed between two sides, I couldn't help but improvise. I clenched my hand over one spike from the rock spear, rotated my body in the air, before changing my trajectory.

It helped to buy me sometime, however I still ended up with few injuries.

"I have to find another way," looking at the gaps in my simple clothes that got soaked with my blood made me realise this wasn't a good plan.

It was just a reflexive move to avoid the sudden change. And now I have to think fast and find a way to survive the huge number of incoming spears towards me.

If I could just find a way to change my trajectory midair, things would be really easy.

What the heck was wrong with this test? I didn't get anything to use.

I kept using these crude methods and more injuries piled up. From my past experience with the wounds at my fists, these weren't going to heal!

However after my sixth successful escape, and when I was checking my wounds in the split seconds between the attacks, my eyes flashed with a realisation.

"I'm not without anything actually… I got this…" I didn't hesitate when I noticed the thing I got and neglected all this time; my clothes!

They were common grade in my eyes, however after getting hacked many times, it was surprising that the clothes were still holding themselves together over my body.

Only the places where the spikes penetrated got holes in them. If it was a common grade material, wouldn't it get torn to pieces already or what?

Without waiting to deduct anything more, I stripped off my upper half naked, held the clothes and rolled it to form a rope.

"Bring it on!" as the next wave of attacks were coming at me, I jumped as usual. The spikes came out from both sides, trapped me inside fast.

Yet just before I'd get scratched by any, I waved the rope I just made and hastily grabbed the other end with my free hand.

Just like an acrobatic in a circus, I changed my path midair without the help of anything but a mere rope.

"It worked, hahahaha, it worked, hahahaha!" as I landed on the ground safe and sound, I couldn't help but laugh.

This stage of the test was destined to be crushed by me.

Starting from here, things started to go smoothly for another two and half days. Like this, almost four days passed, and I got slightly more than one day left before the end of this test.

I was feeling overconfident at the moment. I managed to crush anything thrown at me, and now I was looking for the last and most deadly form of this test.

As I was expecting, the change happened without any warning like usual. Just when I was evading the incoming attacks from one rocky spear and the many spikes coming from it and the ground, I felt something was wrong.

I was in midair already, jumping over the reach of the spikes and the spear, forming a beautiful arch in midair.

However when I was there, I instantly turned around and saw something that made the hair on my back stand to no end.

The spears that I just evaded before used to fly for a few seconds before finally crashing down on the ground, releasing a storm of small rocks all over the place.

However the last few I just passed didn't experience this. I watched in amazement these spears turning around like they were guided missiles, taking a wide turn in midair, before turning towards me and coming in my direction at fast speed.

F*ck! Was I supposed to deal with all of them from now on? What the heck was wrong with the one who designed this test? Was this even called a test anymore or an attempt to kill?

I calmed myself while landing. Right now I was going to get attacked by spears and spikes from different directions at the same time. Thinking about that made me realise I was doomed!

I thought I'd get out of this without much harm. However, seeing all these spears coming from two directions made me drop this hope.

If I got out with my life intact then I'd be blessed with luck.

Luck? No, I shouldn't depend on such an intangible and unreliable factor. I took a deep breath, calmed down my mind, and started to imagine the upcoming hell I was going to face.

"Let's try it out then," I knew that trying to think about a way in such a distressful situation wasn't going to work. When things went south, one had to trust his instincts and depend on his improvisation and desire to survive in dire moments.

So instead of worrying myself and burdening my mind and soul with such useless worries, I threw everything out of my mind, focused only on the upcoming threats.

If I was going down, I'd go down while trying my best and not just while fearing what was happening.

I jumped, evaded one attack from one spear and many spikes like usual, before another one came just from my back, aiming at my blind spot.

"Humph!" as this was happening, I suddenly saw something. The spear coming at me didn't yet release any spikes as it didn't get near me yet.

So instead of worrying about the spikes, why wouldn't I try something else?

Without any delay, I pushed my leg and it hit the side of that spear. Once the two met, spikes started to grow fast.

I also saw the retracting spikes at the ground pause before they resumed their growth once more.

So the incoming spears still held the same abilities as the ones before. However, there was a minute delay in releasing their attacks, and I used this slight push to let my body fly away from the spear.

The evasion was a success, but it wasn't that great actually.