Becoming God of a Dystopian World

Zhao Luo with a sincere smile on his face watched the disciples who were bowing to him as they showed him their gratitude.

"Brother, have you forgiven me too?"

Zhao Luo heard a disciple saying.

'Nod.'

Zhao Luo nodded but the situation didn't end there.

After a moment, the disciples would come up to him one by one and speak to him just to confirm if Zhao Luo didn't hold anything against them.

"Yes, yes, it's okay."

Zhao Luo kept on telling them but there was no end.

Everyone wanted to confirm for themselves.

After the 40th person coming up to Zhao Luo just to confirm that Zhao Luo was annoyed to the brink of explosion.

'Shwaa.'

Zhao Luo brought out his sword from his storage space.

He had chosen Blackey for this occasion.

"The next one who walks up to me will have his head fall to the ground.*Ting*. I already said I won't hold any grudge against you so stop bugging me."

Zhao Luo snapped his finger on the dark and shining blade of Blackey as he held it while facing it towards the disciples.

"We are sorry."

The disciples hurriedly clasped their hands as they started leaving Zhao Luo.

"So, Brother Zhao Luo can get mad too."

"He is always mad at me. What are you talking about?"

Hong Ling and Might started commenting on the frowning Zhao Luo.

'Gulp.'

Might who was talking about Zhao Luo being mad always felt coldness enveloping his body as he looked at Zhao Luo who was glaring at him through the sides of his eyes.

"Stop annoying him."

Yan told while looking at Mite as Zhao Luo walked back to them.

Zhao Luo looked around and found something amiss.

"How many hours were we inside the capsule world for?"

Zhao Luo asked his friends.

"Around 30 hours."

"No, it was for 25 hours."

"No, we were on the Dragon Road for 32 hours."

Wu Yang, Mite, and even Feng Mei had joined the argument.

A simple question had turned into a discussion of life and death.

'Pat', Zhao Luo had put his hand on Feng Mei's head gently.

"Stop it."

Zhao Luo stopped them from arguing.

"We may have been in here for around two days but look around, it's still morning here."

Zhao Luo said as the sun was still shining brightly on the training hall. 

"The Fu Zi world is indeed a mystical relic. Not more than thirty minutes have passed outside but in there we were in the Dragon Road for so long."

Wu Yang explained to them as he also looked amazed.

"We should go back."

Zhao Luo suddenly said right after Wu Yang finished explaining.

Thus after Zhao Luo said that, along with the other disciples who were leaving the training area, they also went towards the exit of the training area.

While walking Zhao Luo had Feng Mei on his right who was holding his hand and Wu Yang on the left side while others were walking three steps behind them.

Everyone had gotten close while completing the Dragon Road so they were talking without focusing on Zhao Luo.

Zhao Luo took this chance to question Wu Yang.

"The three missions are done. I think we all can become outer disciples. Is the last mission that important?"

Zhao Luo knew that even those around him were able to advance to outer disciple right away but he still had the last mission left.

"You need to complete the last mission too for the greater good."

Wu Yang answered him with a mysterious look on his face.

Zhao Luo stared at Wu Yang for a moment but couldn't make anything out of it as the word 'greater good' kept on ringing out in his mind.

'I just have to find the secret disciples.'

Zhao Luo wondered that just finding out the identity of the disciple that he had to defeat would be the hard part. Once he found out who the secret disciple was,

"I will defeat him.", Zhao Luo mumbled as he clenched his fists.

This would be the last mission that he had to complete before he could advance to an outer disciple.

While these thoughts kept on popping up in his mind, Zhao Luo went towards the Hut Zone.

The only thing he wanted to do now was to rest in his room.

After a long day or to be precise, a day which felt long but wasn't, there was nobody who wouldn't want to chill alone.

As they entered the Hut zone, Su Shi and Feng Mei were the first to leave the group.

This continued till only Zhao Luo and Wu Yang were left alone.

"Let's complete the last mission tomorrow."

Zhao Luo told Wu Yang as the one who had been like a guide to him all this time was Wu Yang.

"There won't be any need to complete it tomorrow."

Wu Yang whispered to himself as they walked towards Zhao Luo's room as it was the Hut that came before Wu Yang's.

"Did you say something?"

Zhao Luo had a feeling that Wu Yang was talking to him but he couldn't quite get it.

"No, I didn't."

Wu Yang lied straight out of his face while his expression remained the same.

'Hmmm.'

Zhao Luo wondered as he didn't dwell on the fact that Wu Yang was acting weird.

After walking for a while.

"My destination is here, mister driver. Thank you for dropping me off."

Zhao Luo suddenly notified Wu Yang cutely who was walking behind him.

"What?"

Wu Yang was confused by Zhao Luo's sudden attack which was filled with cuteness.

"Ba-dump."

Wu Yang's heart started beating faster as he clenched his fist.

"Did you fall for me just now? Hahaha."

Zhao Luo laughed as he messed around with Wu Yang more.

But the truth was that Wu Yang hadn't fallen for Zhao Luo but he felt that Zhao Luo's acting was so cringing that Wu Yang felt his blood pressure rising and his heart throbbing while telling him to punch Zhao Luo. But Wu Yang barely stopped himself from doing so.

"As if."

Wu Yang added while looking away from Zhao Luo and loosening his fist.

"I am going in now."

Zhao Luo told him as he opened the door of his hut.

"Zhao Luo."

Wu Yang suddenly called him out.

Zhao Luo turned around to look at him.

"Yeah."

Zhao Luo replied.

Under the shining sky of the day, Wu Yang who was looking embarrassed for some reason and hesitant, Zhao Luo did not doubt that it was 'that'.

'He is going to confess.'

Zhao Luo thought as he grinned.

"Meet me at the training area at 12."

Wu Yang told him before racing away from outside of his hut.

Zhao Luo was left speechless by Wu Yang's weird request which felt more like an order to him.

'It's 2 now.'

Zhao Luo felt relieved as he could still train for more than 9 hours.

After a short while, Zhao Luo was already lying on his bed while looking at the ceiling of his room. Many things were going around in his mind.

Before Zhao Luo would just enter his mental world, the dark space to train but not today.

He had gone through a lot in the last hour that was equal to around some thirty hours in the Fu Zi World.

The one image that kept on appearing in his head most frequently was the time when he and Yan were going to kiss each other.

While the other one was the moment the third elder had turned around and he finally saw the half battlefield zone on the third elder's head.

The moment he got betrayed.

The fight with the monwolf...

The reward pouch...

"The pouch."

Zhao Luo instead of entering his mental took out the leather pouch from his storage.

He opened the pouch and flipped it on his bed. The pouch having its open area facing the bed starting dropping the contents inside it.

"Ting, Ting, Ting."

Zhao Luo's room was filled with the sound of coins hitting coins as the pouch kept on throwing out more and more coins.

There were so many coins that came out of the pouch that Zhao Luo's bed, now had a small pyramid made out of coins on it.

"1.."

"2.."

"3.."

"Huff, huff", Zhao Luo's breathing hastened as he kept in counting the coins.

He wasn't a greedy man but there were just too many fucking gold coins in front of him.

"18.."

.

.

"78.."

.

"147.."

.

"300.."

.

"490.."

 .

"1300.."

"I am rich."

Zhao Luo shouted as he threw the coins up while feeling pure bliss.

"If there were so many coins in the pouch then why did the disciples fight?"

Zhao Luo wondered as he couldn't understand the reason behind the falling out with each other.

But it didn't take long for him to realize the truth as he looked at the shining gold coins that were scattered around his room.

"There were just too many that's why."

Zhao Luo said as he fell backward to lie on his bed again.

"Sigh."

Instead of entering the dark space, Zhao Luo fell asleep.

But before falling into a deep sleep, he did felt that he was forgetting something important.