Apocalypse King: Recruiting S-Tier Beauties With My Ruler System Chapter 77: They Can Class Change!?

Not long after preparing to leave, I finished packing items we might need. Food for trade, and although we didn’t need to eat that much now, after reaching a higher stage. There might be so uses upon reaching the campus.

’Food is always good in the apocalypse.’

I noticed Qinglan vanished a short ti ago, taking a shower, and then she left.

Thanks to their conversation earlier, the won stopped fighting or falling out with each other, helping focus on the task at hand. Yin rolled on the huge black sofa, pawing Yifei’s face like dough as she complained.

Mu Qinglan made scrub him in the shower, now he looked like a fluffy wolf... or lynx... It might be closer to a lynx and a ragdoll. His ears were huge... fluffy triangles.

’I wanted to bring her... but her current class. Why did I make her a maid?’

[System Question: Do you want to adjust her class?]

"Hm?"

Ever since it helped with the Tutorial mode, sotis the system would speak with a feminine voice instead of the dry, chanical one.

’Are you... The tutorial woman?’

[System Answer: I am neither woman nor man... just a helpful system]

’Can I change classes often?’

There was a silence as I placed a spare set of clothes into my inventory. With 40 spaces, I prioritised things like clothes and the contraceptive, drink and food. The useless optimism of a little virgin.

[System: You can change a person’s job once. Do you wish to modify Shen Yifei?]

At the ti I gave her the maid role, that was sothing I did as a half-joke. Although an excellent cook. She gave almost no experience points and lacked the strength to fight because of her non-combat class.

’Can I see what jobs she can switch to?’

[Affirmative: Showing Available Role Switches for Shen Yifei]

Current: Maid

Suggested: Combat Maid (Hybrid Class - Warrior/Maid)

Others: Soldier, Chef, Cleaner, Lover, Wife, Sister, Mascot...

There were lots of stupid and useless roles... I couldn’t believe that she also had the role of mascot, but sohow I felt the system was helping more than it should. It left fighting a horde of zombies alone.

Then, like now, it tried to guide or help .

I crouched next to Yin, scratching behind his ears while flicking through the available job list with my free hand.

The options spun lazily before my eyes, but only one caught my attention.

Combat Maid (Hybrid Class – Warrior/Maid)

"Combat Maid, huh...?" I muttered under my breath, lips twitching into a crooked smirk. "Sounds like sothing out of a cheap light novel."

Yin purred, pawing at my shin like he agreed, no, he was probably just trying to con out of more fish...

But the more I read through each of the roles for her... the less ridiculous it beca.

Cooking, cleaning, loyalty, and now the ability to kill when needed.

Honestly? It fit her and also fit us.

A strange, ssy survival family built out of broken pieces.

’Would she hate it?’ I wondered, flicking my thumb over the acceptance tab. ’Or why didn’t it appear from the start...’

[System: Because she entered battle as a maid, and has a desire to fight...]

[To be less of a burden.]

Yifei was stubborn, cute and very proud. I found myself looking at her as she kicked both legs while lying on the sofa, tapping at her phone.

Thanks to using my glass and tal to create solar charging panels on the roof and adding that feature to the windows, we could at least maintain reserve power.

The power grids started failing earlier this evening... so I doubled it would last forever.

However, I knew that deep down, Yifei wanted to be useful and not just the girl who clung to the edge of the group, always trailing behind.

And if giving her this class helped her survive or have a new focus that helped her stay with us longer, then she’d forgive eventually.

"Yifei?" I spoke to her.

"Mm?"

She didn’t look at at first. But then I noticed the movent of her pupils in the window’s reflection. When our eyes t, Yifei rolled onto her side and gazed up at .

A pretty face...

"Do you want to fight with ," I asked quietly, "or remain in the base?"

The question lingered between us.

Yifei propped herself up on one elbow. Her twintails spilt down her shoulders, half-tad by the elastic she tied them with earlier. Her toes curled slightly against the couch, flexing once, then settling.

"Hmm..."

She looked at Yin, who clawed at my neck, wrapped around my shoulders. Yin seed to enjoy that place most, brushing his silky hair against my neck before kneading my muscles and purring.

Yifei tilted her head while biting her bottom lip, as if tasting the words she wanted to say before speaking them aloud.

"If I stay here..."

Her fingers plucked at the blanket. A tiny, nervous gesture. "Won’t I just be... useless?"

"I want to be helpful too. Even Yin is fighting... right?"

I could feel the fear from her trembling voice, knowing that Shen Yifei wasn’t brave, wasn’t a hero, but that made her words... and this mont more important, at least to .

"But if you order to stay, I’ll stay."

Yifei looked sad, but I couldn’t read her mind and could only be honest with her. "I don’t want to force you to do anything." Unlike new survivors and the other S-Tiers, Yifei was soone I made into an A-Tier. She was unique even amongst Qinglan and Roulan.

I took a deep breath.

Then noticed her glancing at , with expectant eyes.

"I don’t want to be here, and force you to protect , at least... that’s what I think."

Her words made my chest pinch strangely, not out of pity... but sothing closer to pride.

Without thinking, my hand reached out and tousled her hair. Not rough. Not teasing. Just... familiar. She didn’t pull away, and just watched with widened eyes, and felt happy she didn’t hate it.

"I want to fight... though I am not strong like Roulan or cool like Qinglan. Is it still okay?"

It seed Yifei had made her choice.

"Then will you co with us tonight, and Qinglan?"

There were a few seconds of silence before her lips curled into a faint smile, and she nodded. "I will do my best... please let co!"

I guess it wasn’t only growing, as I exhaled through my nose.

The decision was made.

"Change her job," I said aloud, locking the command with a thought.

[System: Confird!]

[Shen Yifei’s New Role: Combat Maid][Class Perks Added]

[Strength: 1.5, Agility: 1.0, Physique: 1.0| Passive Skill: Weapon Familiarity (Light Arms)][Warning: ntal Stability Under Pressure – 87%]

87%, huh?Good enough for now.

It wasn’t about perfection.

It was about survival.

A faint shimr flickered around Yifei’s body as the class change finalised. She sneezed, wrinkling her nose, still clueless that her entire life path just veered off a different road because of .

Yin blinked up at , head tilted sideways like he was judging my morals. I snorted under my breath. "Don’t look at like that. She’ll thank later."

Hopefully.

The living room humd with a low energy, the evening generators flicking on as the stored energy went into strange batteries. A technology beyond our world... but the system created them using the excess solar power.

These things would store power for the backup generators.

[Current Battery Levels 3% (10 Hours)]

"Then you should get your things, we’ll be outside of the base for a few days, still want to co?"

Yifei blinked a few tis before she nodded, rolled off the sofa and darted into her room, tapping her feet rapidly with a radiant smile on her lips.

The low rumble of the auxiliary generator throbbed through the floorboards. A steady, comforting noise—like a giant beast breathing sowhere under the building.

I pushed myself up from the sofa, and it seed the journey would be interesting... as long as Qinglan doesn’t kill the poor girl.

Outside, Longwan’s dying sunset had bled into sothing uglier—half smog, half smoke, dark clouds blotting out the stars already clawing at the dusk.

Ti to move.

I tapped Yin lightly between the ears. "Guard Roulan until we’re back, alright?"

He wled, the sound almost offended, then hopped down and planted himself firmly in front of her, tail flicking with feline arrogance.

Good enough.