Becoming God Of A Dystopian World

"I will try. But it won't be easy."

Bu Xing said with a respectful tone.

It seemed like the person he was communicating with didn't seem ordinary as even Bu Xing who was on level six 'VI' of bronze rank had to be careful while replying.

"Hmm, you already how much the oldie cares for the First. And since the First has also relayed his interest in this kid to the oldie, so you better not disappoint him."

"I will try my best so that master isn't disappointed with me."

Bu Xing bowed his head lightly after which all the pieces on the game board disintegrated slowly and then vanished altogether.

Only Bu Xing stood there while the voice he was talking to had also left..

Soon the lights of the room dimmed down and Bu Xing also left the room.

On the second floor of the test zone, Zhao Luo stood there with a confused look.

He had suddenly been pulled here and the feeling he got was somewhat similar to getting teleported by the TPC but he couldn't remember seeing a circle there.

Zhao Luo had no idea who the First was or the one Bu Xing was talking to nor the 'oldie' who was brought up during their exchange, he only knew that for now, he was standing in front of two elders who looked at him with wide eyes while striking their white beards that reached their knees.

Both looked so similar to each other than anyone would think of them as twins. One was wearing a crimson robe that looked like a bright sun, while the other had a silver robe that seemed to be giving off the feeling of looking at the moon as Zhao Luo stared at him.

'Why do they both have such long beards?'

Zhao Luo's first thought was on their beard which was exactly the same shape and size.

"We usually don't meddle in the inner disciple's tests, yet we are here. Can you guess why?"

One of the two elders asked Zhao Luo.

The one who talked was the one wearing the crimson robe and funnily the one wearing the silver robe had his eyes closed.

'Is this a test too?'

Zhao Luo wondered while thinking of an answer.

"Is it because you both are too old to do these kinds of stuff?"

He answered them without filtering his thoughts and soon realized what he had done.

Both elders glared at Zhao Luo and he felt a strong pressure falling over him.

Zhao Luo squinted his eyes.

'It's like I'm staring into a sun and a moon at the same time.'

Zhao Luo mumbled while feeling a burning sensation in his eyes.

"Correct."

Both Elders seemed to be in sync as they uttered one simple word that completely switched the situation.

Everything seemed to have returned back to normal and Zhao Luo smiled.

"There are many special cases in the inner hall. Just like the one who had tested you."

'I don't think anyone could be more special than him though.'

Zhao Luo wondered while the two elders spoke together like a broken record. Their voices stacked over one another resounded out in the room Zhao Luo was in, that was on the second floor.

"We were the one who brought him here to test you since little dousan was filled with praises for his friend."

"Who knew that his friend would be an exceptional character?"

Zhao Luo nodded his head as the Elders seemed to be praising him and he couldn't help but agree with their words.

"But the question is, how were you able to win against someone, who could even defeat us in guessing?"

The Elders question had placed Zhao Luo in a tight spot but he looked calmer than ever.

"I have been extremely lucky at games for as long as I can remember. So winning this was nothing for me."

Zhao Luo said with a proud face that screamed his words in front of the elders and they looked impressed by Zhao Luo. But then one of the Elder opened his mouth.

"Then why did you lose four rounds?"

"Keh."

Zhao Luo who was smiling instantly choked on his saliva as he hurriedly thought of his next answer.

"I wanted to know how good that Senior was."

Zhao Luo told them while worrying that the two elders would see through his lies but to his surprise, they turned to each other.

"See. I did tell you that he was a challenger."

"No, that was me. Remember when I told you that he looks like someone who doesn't fear challenges."

Both argued as they had already commented on Zhao Luo while he was playing against Bu Xing.

They turned back to Zhao Luo and this time they didn't even hide the surprise they had towards how impressive he was.

"Everyone else has to prove their strength by battling with a puppet whose strength is the same as a level one of a bronze rank disciple. Once they survive against it for ten minutes or defeat it, they will become an inner disciple. But you don't have to do that."

The elder wearing the crimson robe told Zhao Luo about the test that the other disciples were taking, while the Elder with the silver robe continued.

"How about it? We are letting you pass as a reward and also this..."

The elder brought out a small bag and threw it towards Zhao Luo.

"There are hundred Xin coins inside it."

"Nice right?"

Both Elders took turns saying a line and looked at Zhao Luo with a satisfied look on their faces.

Zhao Luo instantly stored the bag away and looked at the elders.

"Elders, I have a request."

Zhao Luo gave them a palm fist salute as he wanted to ask them something.

"Hmm."

"Go on."

The elders looked intrigued.

"I want to fight the puppet."

Zhao Luo told them as he wanted to test his strength against the puppet.

"Hahaha."

The elder with the silver robe laughed and brought his palm in front of the other Elder.