Becoming God of a Dystopian World

The assimilation took a lot more time than the ones Zhao Luo had done in the past.

Zhao Luo opened his eyes and felt a new strength rising inside him.

'How much did I improve?'

Zhao Luo mumbled as he clenched his fists and got up.

While thinking about his improvement, Zhao Luo who had lost his sense of time had no idea that it took him three hours to assimilate.

It was already the new day outside.

The disciples of the outer hall were excited for all the new changes that would occur since the first spot had a new owner.

They all waited for Zhao Luo's appearance while some fanatics were even waiting outside Zhao Luo's palace.

Zhao Luo who had just finished assimilating his upgraded apparitions had no idea about such things.

"Form."

Zhao Luo summoned the compact and strengthened tungsten mountain in front of him.

He pulled back his right fist and then launched it at the mountain.

"Explosive Fist."

'Bang!'

His fist which was in the explosive plane struck the hard and metallic wall of the mountain.

A deep dent which was small in size but had the exact shape of Zhao Luo's fist was left on the mountain.

Following the dent, line marks started rising from the dent and reached the ends of the mountain.

'Crack.'

Zhao Luo heard a crackling sound as he noticed the cracks that had covered the whole mountain.

"The power of my explosive fist has increased."

Zhao Luo realized while he compared the power of this explosive fist to the one which he had pre-assimilating these apparitions.

Zhao Luo pulled back his left fist and instantly threw it back at the mountain.

'...'

'Calming Fist.'

Zhao Luo mumbled and a dent popped up outwards on the other side of the mountain.

The same thing happened as deep cracks started rising from the other side and covered the mountain.

"Good."

Zhao Luo felt excited as he hadn't imagined his growth to be this much when he wasn't even here.

"This is way better."

"Auto training really is a cheat."

Zhao Luo said loudly with a smile while forgetting about his other abilities.

'Rumble'

The mountain in front of him was just a single touch away from crumbling.

"Bullet Fist."

Zhao Luo pulled back his fist again and used a fast and accurate jab.

"BOOM."

The mountain crumbled down to the dark floor, the moment Zhao Luo's bullet fist touched its surface.

The small bits of it were blown away to the farthest corners of the dark space.

"Hah."

Zhao Luo turned around and slowly opened his mouth.

"Summon!"

The nine apparitions were summoned by him again.

Zhao Luo closed his eyes and formed his ghost again.

"Thud!"

The ghost also appeared in front of him.

"Train well guys."

Zhao Luo said to them without hiding his happiness.

Even though he was a little irritated by them earlier, but now he was completely satisfied after testing his new strength.

"I should leave them here."

Zhao Luo closed his eyes and exited the dark space.

'There is no need to stay there since they can train all they want, anyways and I don't even have a technique to learn.'

'Whoosh.'

Zhao Luo thought while opening his eyes.

"It would have been nice if they could learn them too."

Zhao Luo mumbled like a lazy person.

While turning his back on the bed, a feeling of sleepiness enveloped him.

'This is a first.'

Zhao Luo thought while slowly indulging this rare sensation.

"Let's sleep."

Zhao Luo mumbled lazily and closed his eyes.

A moment later Zhao Luo slipped into his sleep state and had left behind all of his worries, as a calm expression appeared on his handsome face.

"Bang, Bang, Bang!"

"What the..."

Zhao Luo got up as the moment he had closed his eyes to sleep someone had started knocking on the main door.

'If it's something stupid, I am going to kill whoever it is.'

Zhao Luo made an oath with glaring eyes as he left his room and went towards the main door of the palace.

"Little Brother~"

Zhao Luo who was going towards the door with a look of 'a soon to be a killer' and hastened steps suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He realized the owner of the voice.

'Only he... Senior Cutie calls me that.'

Zhao Luo mumbled as he slowly went towards the door.

'For some reason, I don't want to open this.'

Zhao Luo had a creepy feeling and felt reluctant to open the door.

"Brother Zhao Luo."

Zhao Luo heard another voice.

A voice that was so sweet that Zhao Luo felt his soul escape his body.

"Mo Anna."

Zhao Luo mumbled as this voice obviously belonged to the girl he liked.

Zhao Luo hurriedly opened the door and looked excited.

"What?" 

Zhao Luo stumbled as only Senior Cutie was outside and Mo Anna was nowhere to be found.

"Little Brother, what are you looking for?"

Senior Cutie asked Zhao Luo with a grin.

"Ah, Where is she?"

Zhao Luo asked Senior Cutie with a suspicious look.

"Oh, you mean...Little Princess."

'Tap, Tap.'

Zhao Luo fumbled backward as the words 'Little Princess' came out of Senior Cutie's mouth while his sound suddenly changed.

"Y-your voice..."

Zhao Luo stuttered as he looked at Senior Cutie who looked like an evil demon in Zhao Luo's eyes.

"How could a bald man use such a cute and enchanting voice? No!"

Zhao Luo muttered through his breath as the shock of listening to Mo Anna's voice through Senior Cutie's mouth was a horror for him.

"Haha, Little Brother it's a very simple technique of mine."

"If you miss her, tell me."

"Zhao Luo~"

Senior Cutie said to Zhao Luo while changing his voice to Mo Anna's again as he ended the dialogue.

Zhao Luo's eyes shook as he tried to stand straight.

"I need to stay careful of him."

Zhao Luo decided while Senior Cutie moved inside.

"Wow."

Senior Cutie looked around while pretending to be amazed by the magnificent-looking hall of this palace.

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