Reclassified as a Reclaimer 2

The system called me nothing. I built a home out of everything it threw away. Now it wants the salvage back. Our fortified ruin has walls, water, a working forge, and free people—the ones the new meritocracy discarded. My junk class keeps finding power in the rubble, and I keep handing it back to the people it was stolen from. Apparently that’s a problem. A restriction field tightens around our walls, throttling every restored power inside. Constructs circle overhead, logging everything we rebuild. And out in the dead zones, the system has started hauling living people’s power away before they can ask for it back. Then one of those stolen allotments traces to its owner: the youngest S-tier the city ever crowned. Her class was carved away without her consent, and the System is dragging what’s left of it to a municipal vault. She’d rather lose it forever than owe anybody a favor. So I do what reclaimers do. File the claim. Post the bond. Fight the system for a living woman’s power while armed collectors blockade the only road home and the clock on her claim runs out. Behind me, the household holds the wall: my guardian, my analyst, my maker, my medic. Loyal, dangerous, and done letting the System take anything else that’s ours. It wants its salvage back. Come and claim it. Reclassified as a Reclaimer 2 continues this LitRPG men’s harem adventure with junk-class progression, base defense under siege, and a loyal harem without jealousy. Perfect for readers who love: • Underdog junk-class heroes who beat S-tiers with patience and paperwork • Hard LitRPG: System panels, claims, bonds, levels, and loot • Post-apocalyptic siege defense and base-building • A sanctuary worth fighting the whole city for • A loyal harem of dangerous, competent women—no jealousy, no drama • Found family that holds the line together • A dry, patient, pragmatic protagonist • The system’s biggest lie unraveling thread by thread