Am I A God?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The rich game player continued to explain, "Besides the powerful creatures, there are three invincible characters in the deepest end of the Scripture Library. Players have a one in a million chance at being able to defeat the three of them…"

Zhao Yao counted the numbers above the guy's head and became very serious as he scolded in his thoughts, "Five million? To enter the Commerce City requires more than five million? Is the designer crazy? No wonder this rich guy's unable to get through. Who would be foolish enough to pay this sum of money?"

Zhao Yao gazed at the numbers above his head and asked, "How did you accumulate a debt of five million? Is the damage that horrifying?"

The rich game player looked lost in space as he said, "I was confident like you but after meeting the three invincible characters, I was killed immediately by a single blow. Now, I have to stay in this dark place forever."

Zhao Yao did not react to his words and pushed off the rich guy as he proceeded to the deepest end of the golden hall.

Although the dungeon was a blood sucker, Zhao Yao's goal was Diana's evolution. Moreover, he was going to retrieve all his money so he decided to press on.

The rich game player grabbed Zhao Yao's calf and said, "My brother was also confident like you but later he died with pride."

"Pride?"

"He was dealt two blows by the final BOSS, one more blow than I."

Zhao Yao rolled his eyes and pressed ahead. The rich game player looked astonished at Zhao Yao and asked, "Didn't you see the numbers above our heads? Are you still bent on going in?"

Zhao Yao flung his hands down and walked towards the deep end without looking back. "Don't follow me. You are bothersome."

The rich game player continued to hold onto Zhao Yao's calf and said, "Don't go in! You'll go bankrupt!"

At the entrance of the Golden hall, Zhao Yao met more than ten trapped players. The numbers above their heads ranged from millions to tens of millions.

"Whoa, another newbie."

"Looks ordinary. Doesn't seem like a powerful character."

"You'll be trapped here with us."

Zhao Yao looked annoyed at them and asked, "Since you're trapped here, why are you still staying online?"

The rich game player said, "Though it's bad here, it can replace our sleep and we gain an additional eight hours per day. We can use the chat tools to socialize. The guys here like to boast to each other so I come here every night."

Zhao Yao shook his head as he ventured into the deep end. A guy with one million above his head said, "Newbie, I'm advising you to exit when it's only a few thousand dollars. Once you are killed inside and you are in millions of debt, there's no turning back."

Zhao Yao turned his head and said grimly, "I've no fear as I'm beyond rich."

"That powerful?" Seeing Zhao Yao's receding figure, everyone was piqued and they followed behind him. As they were not willing to pay their bills and were using the game to replace their sleep, they followed Zhao Yao fearlessly.

"The first hidden arrows trap!"

"Beware! Dodge!"

The sky was raining arrows and Zhao Yao tried to dodge. He was depressed by the increasing number above his head.

"He's a complete newbie and didn't dodge any arrows."

"His level's so low and he dared to challenge the dungeon. He's finished."

"He was arrogant just now but he's not that powerful."

"Next is the incinerator's trap!"

"Be careful! You'll burn if you're hit! Each second you burn will cost you ten thousand dollars!"

Zhao Yao looked at the fearsome flames and the increasing numbers and rolled on the ground in panic. "Stop watching me burn! How do you extinguish the fire?"

The rich game player said, "It's alright, the fire will burn out by itself."

The number had breached half a million and red veins appeared in Zhao Yao's eyes. He patted his chest to calm himself.

"Look, the Closer creatures' here!"

"A bite costs a thousand dollars! The previous demolition expert player lasted for ten minutes!"

Zhao Yao started to run when he saw the approaching creatures. As his level was low and his category was a tank type creature, his speed was slower than his attackers. He was bitten and the damage cost more than two hundred thousand dollars. He felt heart pain as he entered the next segment.

The crowd followed Zhao Yao as he took damages all the way until he arrived at the treasure vault. The number above his head had reached eight million and they guessed that Zhao Yao was giving up.

Paying eight million to gain access to the Commerce City was too extravagant and wasteful.

Before the final segment, three characters floated before him.

A book appeared before Zhao Yao and on it was written, "… Divinity Gambit?"

A panel appeared before him and it said,

"Since you have reached this stage, you've proven yourself. You will be given a Closer pet's skill manual. Please use it to get through the final segment."

Zhao Yao read the manual and looked at his black Closer turtle. He slapped the manual on his Closer pet which learned the Divine Gambit skill: Expend money to attack with a powerful blow. Each use costs ten thousand renminbi.

"You're indeed ruthless."

After Zhao Yao learned his skill, a middle-aged man who was standing in the middle of the three final bosses said, "If money can solve the problem, it's not a problem."

A white-haired elder on the right side said, "We can bribe the problem originator for problems that can't be solved."

The youth on the left said, "It does not matter how much money you have as I hate money."

"Has it begun?" Zhao Yao looked stunned as they floated closer.

The middle-aged man pointed with his finger as he said, "One billion for a small target."

The sound of coins dropping down rang in the air and it seemed like it was the only sound in the universe. The air was filled with the fragrance of money. The shadow of a large coin appeared behind Zhao Yao and it fell and crushed down on him.

"One billion?" Zhao Yao was shocked and saw light rays shooting out from the man's finger. He tried to dodge but his level one agility was too slow as he was crushed by the coin shadow.

Zhao Yao became grave as he was seriously wounded. He covered his chest as he felt pain in his heart.

He lifted his head and saw the number above his head become more than a million. He was relieved. If it was a billion for a hit, he would be finished.

"I've grown more resilient as I find a million to be a small amount…"