Becoming God of a Dystopian World

[ The answer is very simple ]

Another Empera spoke out of his turn just to attract the irk of the previous empera.

[ TSK. Don't Interrupt me! ]

The empera who was going to guide Zhao Luo scolded his fellow Empera's ego into silence.

The voice of this empera was so loud and powerful that Zhao Luo couldn't stop himself from shaking.

[ So where were we? ]

The empera said in a confused tone.

Zhao Luo felt baffled for a moment.

Zhao Luo's first impression of this empera's behavior was that 'he was extremely toxic and arrogant' for just an ego but then after seeing Zhao Luo's potential as a crimson God the attitude of this Empera had taken a turn of 180°. 

The change was so much that he hadn't talked down to Zhao Luo since then.

'And now he is guiding me. How the times have changed...'

[ Yes, the mountain ]

The voice of the Empera which sounded excited echoed in the dark space.

It was the feeling of bliss that the ego was feeling as his voice marched on to give guidance to his disciple.

Zhao Luo nodded while the Empera continued with what he was saying.

[ Your master had already taught you the stages of Naoli perfectly. But that 'perfection' is only limited to those who are better than average. Unlike you, whose mind is at the extreme level. If you follow my advice, you can summon a mountain so strong that even if you are destroyed, that mountain will live on ]

The Empera gave a drastic example to impress Zhao Luo.

"Why would I be destroyed?"

Zhao Luo who was listening to the example was feeling frustrated. 

"Why don't you teach me something that will make me so strong that I will be invincible??"

Zhao Luo smirked while talking to the Empera in a screaming manner.

[ NO ]

[ This is your path. Only you alone shall stride on it alone. The only things we can help you with are those which won't affect you directly. So are you ready? Or should I go? ]

'Tsk. Bastard.'

Zhao Luo mumbled as he cursed at the empera silently.

"Yes, I am ready."

Zhao Luo answered back.

[ Good. Next time you summon a mountain, don't simply imagine its shape ]

"Then, what?"

Zhao Luo who had simply been summoning his apparitions and a few other things with just a simple thought was facing a new challenge.

[ Yea. A shape is just a shape with the simplest of components. Your apparitions are different since they are the embodiment of what you know and your strength. But if it's just a lifeless thing, no matter how big it is, if you focus on it from a different angle then it could turn out into something impossible. ]

The Empera told Zhao Luo an interesting fact.

This caused Zhao Luo to think quietly for a moment before questioning the Empera again.

"And what should this 'different angle' be?"

Zhao Luo asked with an excited tone.

[ Think of the mountain as a giant whose body is made out of the strongest metals that you know of. Leave it to your imagination. Only then an unbreakable mountain will appear before you. ]

The Empera's presence dissipated along with the egos of others.

The advice had ended, now it was all on Zhao Luo's and how he would proceed from here.

"I understand. Thank you."

Zhao Luo slightly bowed his head while saying the words of gratitude as he stood in the darkness of his world while being surrounded by his restless apparitions.

Zhao Luo closed his eyes and started thinking of the kind of mountain he wanted.

"Something that will be strong as iron."

Zhao Luo mumbled and a light greyish mountain emerged in his mind, ready to be summoned anytime. But then he shook his head causing it to disappear.

Zhao Luo could be called a knowledgeable existence of the 21st Century if not a genius like Takuma.

He knew that an iron mountain wouldn't be the answer that he was looking for. He needed something stronger.

Zhao Luo tried to remember other metals he could think of that were stronger than iron.

"What about a mountain of steel?"

Zhao Luo wondered as a big grey mountain with a pinkish shade emerged in his mind.

Soon a mountain started rising in front of him slowly as Zhao Luo was quite fixed on this one as the pink shade was making Zhao Luo biased towards it.

'No'

Rumble!

Zhao Luo shook his head and the rising mountain fell apart.

But after the current rejection, Zhao Luo suddenly opened his eyes.

Zhao Luo finally found his answer as a memory popped up in his mind.

A memory that could be said to be 120 years old.

It was the time when he was a mytube freak, spending more than 18 hours on it, watching countless videos.

That is where he had seen a documentary on the strongest metal known to humanity.

A grey metal but it could be said that the metal's grey color had an unexplainable deep lustrous depth.

"Tungsten"

Zhao Luo remembered the metal which was known as the strongest as closed his eyes yet again.

Zhao Luo took only a single instant to think of it in his mind and then it happened.

'TsStstSs'

A dark grey mountain rose from the ground and reached the same height as the first mountain that Zhao Luo had summoned.

"What a lustrous shine!"

Zhao Luo said as he focused on the mountain in front of him that radiated a mysterious pressure.

This could be the World's strongest mountain if Zhao Luo could move it outside.

"It's like I am being pulled in towards it."

Zhao Luo mumbled as he looked up towards the summit of the mountain.

'Pop'

'Pop'

The next moment, while cracking knuckles Zhao Luo moved towards the tungsten mountain.

"I can finally learn the Explosive Fist Plane."

Zhao Luo said with an awkward smile.

Then he proceeded to pull his arm back to the extreme and then launched his fist towards the surface of the mountain.

A fist with more than 9069 strength struck the mountain's dark grey surface.

"BANG!"

A loud sound rose.

"Bang"

"bang"

"ban."

It echoed around three times.

"Agh."

Zhao Luo pulled back his fist while listening to the echoes and found a stinging pain haunting his fist.

'What about the surface?'

Zhao Luo hurriedly looked at the lace where his fist had landed.