Becoming God of a Dystopian World

Before Zhao Luo could correct himself, the old man started speaking.

"It's been a long time since anyone called me by my name. So I don't want to bring those memories back. Just call me Empera."

The old man said with a solemn look but Zhao Luo was lost in the name that the old man wanted to be called with.

"Empera? That's an odd name, old man. How can ' Empera ' be a name? Sounds more like a title?"

Zhao Luo questioned the old man.

"Empera means emperor."

Zhao Luo realized something and said.

"Don't tell me, it was your dream to become an emperor but you couldn't achieve it in your life so you want me to call you Empera."

Zhao Luo nodded while thinking,

'yep, this must be it. For the things, he will be teaching me and as his student, I should at least fulfill his wish'.

"Sigh. Your stupidity knows no bounds, youngster."

The old man said to Zhao Luo, who was going 'all-in' on his imagination.

Zhao Luo shut up after the old man called him out on his stupidity.

The old man had been enveloped by a majestic aura,

"The place where I am from is ruled by Gods.

These Gods rule over their Worlds. Then there is someone who rules over these Gods. I am one of them. The people who had ascended to Godhood who were ruled by me called me Empera as all those who are the strongest among the gods are called Empera. Only a few dared to say my name and when those few left my side, only the word Empera remained. As I was the Emperor of Gods so they called me that."

The old man told Zhao Luo about his past, just this little bit was enough for now.

"Should I call you Uncle Empera or Master Empera from now on?"

Zhao Luo teasingly asked the old man.

"Just Master would be enough."

The old man simply replied to Zhao Luo without noticing the funny remark of Zhao Luo as he was lost in some other thoughts.

Thus this relationship of Master pupil started in the space inside the mind of Zhao Luo.

Zhao Luo realized that his Master was thinking about something and stayed quiet so as not to disturb his master.

He stood up and walked away from the old man.

The apparition that Zhao Luo had summoned before as a result of his experience of summoning them over along period.

The base of his thought apparitions was not solid but now with the knowledge of the stages of Naoli that his Master had taught him, he had a more profound view.

So Zhao Luo stood there, gazing in the darkness of his mind.

Zhao Luo closed his eyes.

He was controlling his inner thoughts. Letting his mind settle down. Getting rid of those thoughts that had no meaning for the present Zhao Luo. Like,

'When will I wake up?'

Or thoughts along the route of,

'How is the outside World be like?'

This kind of random thought held no meaning to him now.

After calming his mind and getting absolute control over all his thoughts he had achieved the first stage of Naoli.

'Controlling'.

The difference now is the Knowledge that was once missing. Now Zhao Luo knew the correct way to go about summoning his thoughts as apparitions.

Zhao Luo advanced to the second step.

'Summoning'

He summoned the apparitions one by one and soon according to his mental capability, he had reached his limit when he summoned the ninth apparition.

This was easy for him as summoning was already his strong point.

Now the third stage was binding these apparitions to his mind space. It was a little complex for him if he went by the way his master had told him.

First, he had to bind them then let them be free. Freedom was equivalent to giving them independence.

Zhao Luo had already attained the third stage even before the old man had arrived in front of him. So he knew it by feeling.

Zhao Luo looked at the nine apparitions and focused on them.

He focused so hard that he started shouting without being aware of it,

"Ahhhhhhh"

As Zhao Luo went crazy, the old man was brought back to the present because of the screaming Zhao Luo.

"Why are you screaming? ???"

The old man asked Zhao Luo with a questioning look.

"Master I am trying to bind them."

Zhao Luo answered earnestly.

The old man couldn't decide whether he should laugh or cry after hearing the reason for the screams that were coming from Zhao Luo.

"You can bind them without screaming. Look at them."

The old man instructed Zhao Luo.

Zhao Luo followed the instructions of his master and looked at his summoned apparitions.

The apparitions were calmly standing in front of him staring right at Zhao Luo.

"As I have already told you that 'Binding' is simply compelling the apparitions to your mind space. So why were you screaming?"

The old man wanted to know the science behind the scream of Zhao Luo.

"I thought by screaming at them, they would be bound to my mind space for a longer time. I have been doing the same thing before too."

Zhao Luo started blabbing.

The old man was in a state of regret. He thought maybe he was too fast in letting this idiot become his pupil. If he didn't stop the screaming Zhao Luo then either Zhao Luo or his apparitions would be sacrificing their hearing abilities sooner or later.

"You just have to command them to stay in your mind space till you order them to vanish and they will abide. Simple as that, this method doesn't require screaming either."

Zhao Luo was shocked after hearing what his master had to say.

He looked at his apparitions and did as his master had good him.

"Okay, so you guys have to stay here till I let you guys go. Why am I saying 'you guys' to myself? Whatever, don't disappear till I tell you to."

Zhao Luo relayed his command to his apparitions.

Now he had accomplished the correct Stage Three of Naoli, 'Binding'.

"Good, you just need to master Binding, then you can move onto Assimilation."

The old man told Zhao Luo.

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