Becoming God of a Dystopian World

Zhao Luo who was unable to decide which technique to pick out of these hundreds of techniques felt like he was in a pickle.

'This is even harder than the challenges of the training area and the fights against Mite and Wu Yang.'

Zhao Luo thought as he looked around the shelves.

"Which book should I get?"

Zhao Luo wondered as the remaining time was only 9 minutes.

Every book had an attractive name. Except that he wanted to try learning all of these techniques later on but he couldn't even take the books right now because of his limited points.

"Should I just go for "what the rock is cooking", maybe it could turn out to be a hidden gem?"

Zhao Luo who was hoping for getting the best technique looked at the C rank silver book.

There were two reasons why Zhao Luo was still holding onto this technique name.

Firstly, the name of this technique by some heavenly coincidence sounded very similar (same) to the slogan of his favorite wrestler.

Secondly, Zhao Luo was feeling very biased towards the 'rock' part of the technique. 

But still, it was hard for him to choose this technique.

Slap!

Zhao Luo lightly clapped his face causing a slapping sound to echo around.

"Let's just take it."

Zhao Luo said with his eyes fixed on the silver 'What the Rock is Cooking' technique.

His hand moved closer and closer to the book.

Then right before the moment, his hand could touch the book, Zhao Luo stopped.

"WAIT."

A shouting shrill voice entered his ears, causing Zhao Luo to stumble back and look towards the direction where it had come from.

A bald head entered his sight, making it entrance from behind another shelf.

"Senior, you.."

Zhao Luo knew who this bald and shiny head belonged to.

After a few seconds, Senior Cutie was standing before Zhao Luo.

"This technique won't suit you."

Senior Cutie told Zhao Luo, causing him to take back his hand.

"Then which one should I choose?"

Zhao Luo took a step forward and asked for the senior's advice.

[Remaining time: 8 minutes]

"How many points do you have?"

Senior Cutie started looking around while questioning Zhao Luo.

Zhao Luo also followed behind him hoping that this senior cutie would recommend Zhao Luo a good technique that would suit him.

"I have 31 points."

Zhao Luo answered him. 

His eyes moved along wherever and whichever part of the shelf Senior Cutie would look at.

With 5 minutes remaining and 31 points, it was getting hard for Zhao Luo to wait any longer.

"How did you even get so many points?"

Listening to Zhao Luo's answer, Senior Cutie's focus was diverted.

"I got them by excelling in the Sect Entrance Exam."

Zhao Luo said proudly with a mighty voice.

Indeed it was a thing that he could boast about to others. But the truth was 31 points were the leftover points that Zhao Luo had. 

His total points were more than double to this, that is, 75.

"I see. Well, I think this will be perfect for you", Senior Cutie nodded, and Zhao Luo could see the baldy's hand going towards a corner of the shelf.

'Did he already find it?'

Zhao Luo wondered as he saw Senior Cutie grabbing a scroll and taking it out of the shelf.

"Here this will suit you well", Senior Cutie told Zhao Luo while looking at him with a smile.

'Hmm.'

Zhao Luo took the scroll from Senior Cutie's hand and looked at it.

"Why didn't I notice this one before?"

Zhao Luo said with obviously stunned eyes.

"Don't worry. I was like you too."

Senior Cutie patted Zhao Luo's shoulder.

They both were talking about the scroll.

The scroll in Zhao Luo's hand was a D rank but the shocking part was that it was a golden scroll.

That is a gold-tier technique.

Irrelevant of its grade, this was the first golden technique he was holding in his hand.

"Extraordinary Breath, (D)"

Zhao Luo read the name and was blown away by it.

"How extraordinary a technique with 'Extraordinary' in its name would be?"

Zhao Luo mumbled with questioning eyes.

"It is a very extraordinary technique."

Senior Cutie answered Zhao Luo's question without even blinking his eyes and showing an honest expression. 

"I see, so 'very' was the answer."

Zhao Luo replied and looked back at the scroll in his hand.

If the junior elder could hear Zhao Luo's and Senior Cutie's discussion he would have bled to death.

Moving away from their outrageous conversation Zhao Luo found himself holding back from opening the scroll.

Unlike books, the scrolls didn't have pages that he could turn or flip.

Once a scroll was opened his points will be deducted which Zhao Luo wasn't sure about and he could only trust his Senior's words.

"You won't be disappointed."

Senior added interrupting the confused state of Zhao Luo.

'Nod.'

Zhao Luo nodded his head and opened the scroll which contained the technique 'Extraordinary Breath'.

'Fwoo~'

The scroll rolled open in a split second.

Zhao Luo's points dropped down to 0. 

His remaining 31 points were deducted instantly.

"Ahem", without waiting for any further Zhao Luo started reading from the scroll.

[A warrior spends his whole life trying to get that unmatched strength by various means.]

[Grabs a sword and calls himself a swordsman]

[Grabs a pen and calls himself a scholarly warrior]

[Grabs a wooden stick after shaving his head and calls himself a monk]

Zhao Luo who was reading the short parts of the technique from the scroll stopped at this part and looked at Senior Cutie's head.

Senior Cutie who was standing in front of Zhao Luo didn't know that Zhao Luo was comparing him to a monk.

"Ahem"

Zhao Luo cleared his throat again and shook his head before continuing the scroll.

[Grabs martial arts and masters it, to become a martial warrior]

[No matter what he grabs, the end is still death]

[His road will always have a confirmed end till he grabs the forbidden]

Zhao Luo stopped here and was quite confused. He looked at Senior Cutie and showed him this part. He wanted to know what type of meaning this part with 'forbidden' had.

"Hmm, this is simply another way to express about a warrior aiming to go against the heavens. Whenever a person is born into this world, he starts racing towards his death. No one is exempt from the fateful end of their life. This is how heavens work. But this scroll will teach you how to go against the heavens. Thus the word 'forbidden' was used here. After the other parts were used to build a whole world of warriors just to end it at their deaths."

Senior Cutie's explanation was so detailed and on the point that Zhao Luo understood well what the meaning behind the last part was, that he had read.

But before Zhao Luo could say something in return or continue reading the scroll, the baldy opened his mouth once again.

"This technique is hard as no one has seen the result of this technique thus dropping out from learning this but I believe you can do it!"

Senior Cutie said with a mysterious smile and sharp eyes.

Zhao Luo could barely read the meaning behind the smile on the face of this senior.

Zhao Luo folded the scroll as a feeling of being betrayed crept over him.

'No, he didn't', Zhao Luo tried to calm himself down as the smile on the face of baldy kept on growing into a mischievous grin.

"Why?"

Zhao Luo asked Senior Cutie while storing the scroll in his storage space.

The time left was only one minute.

"I believe in you, that's why."

Senior Cutie answered Zhao Luo's question with an unwavering voice.

This made Zhao Luo even angrier and he blamed himself for being a fool.

"Then why are you making such a disgusting expression?"

Zhao Luo further questioned the baldy.

"hahahahaha....looks like I got caught. Ahhh, I have always been weak when it came to keeping a poker face."

The baldy laughed with an evil grin on his face and told Zhao Luo who was shaking his head while hearing this bullshit coming out of his senior's mouth.

"You still haven't answered me. Why?"

Zhao Luo asked again hoping to know the reason for being fooled by a person who had been helping him since he had entered the outer hall.

"It's simple. Why would I help my enemy?"

Senior Cutie asked as the grin on his face disappeared.

"I would never help my enemy either", Zhao Luo said while looking down.

"See. That's how the world works...", Senior Cutie nodded as he felt that Zhao Luo was being true to himself.

"But I would never betray someone's trust like this."

Zhao Luo interrupted the baldy.

'Just for 31 points, he showed me his true self. Hah'

Zhao Luo scoffed at the baldy and moved towards the stairs to return to the junior elder.

Senior Cutie felt a sharp punch landing on his face when Zhao Luo interrupted him.

"..."

He could only watch Zhao Luo moving away from him.

Zhao Luo's back disappeared from Senior Cutie's sight as the shelves blocked his view of Zhao Luo.