After Admitting The Wrong God They Regret It - Chapter 1

In the desolate Z30 starport of the barren star system, it had just been half an hour since the last starship docked.

The air was filled with dust and a dilapidated scent, indicating that this starport was not frequently used and lacked maintenance from various alliance indicators in the star system.

 Xinghui, who had just taken a nap on the starship, opened his eyes wide, standing blankly at the starship’s entrance. He lifted his fingertips and tapped the neural switch near his ear.

“Dear user, hello. The current location is in the desolate star system, which is beyond the scope of the star network service. Unable to locate and provide a map. The safety in the desolate star system is worrisome. Please return to the nearest lower-level star system as soon as possible.”

The slightly playful electronic voice was full of malice in  Xinghui’s ears.

Cracks appeared on  Xinghui’s face, which had been diligently maintaining an imposing divine appearance.

He lowered his hand, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

Wasn’t this supposed to be the lower-level star system of the Weaver constellation??

Did he board the wrong starship?!

“Why is there still a person? Tsk, looks unfamiliar. Not from the Demon Clan, is it? Where’s Yuan Ge? He didn’t know there’s an extra person on the starship after transporting goods from the Bright Star system?”

Demon Clan!

At the mention of these three words,  Xinghui’s body swayed lightly.

In the universe, powerful cosmic storms, referred to as cosmic tempests, occurred periodically. These storms, collectively known as cosmic tempests, left various consequences, including various small celestial disasters and cruel genetic diseases.

After a cosmic tempest, there would appear a corresponding cosmic abyss, where divine beings were born with powers opposite to those of celestial disasters. These divine beings could maintain interstellar stability.

He was born as a divine being from the cosmic abyss after the cosmic tempest.

Divine beings had an unchanging appearance and robust spiritual power, surviving by relying on faith.

However, this was the general situation.

As a divine being, he was weak in power, fragile in body, and unable to see ordinary things. Even after a few years of recovery, he could barely perceive everyone’s spiritual power. Alongside him, another twin divine being, Yue Jian, was also born. Yue Jian possessed the ability of the plant system, effectively suppressing genetic diseases, and was adored by everyone in the upper-level star system.

So, he planned to escape from the upper-level star system, where he couldn’t compete with Yue Jian for faith. This time, he intended to go to the lower-level star system, Weaver constellation, where he had just discovered a new opportunity, to gain some faith.

However, unexpectedly, after just taking a nap on the starship, he found himself in the desolate Z30 starport of the desolate star system.

The desolate star system had only one race, the Demon Clan, who were exiled and rejected by the cosmic abyss.

They had no faith!

Not only that—

Legend had it that the Demon Clan had even eaten gods!!

Calm down!

 Xinghui, you must stay calm!

The minor deity turned pale due to this unexpected turn of events. As he heard approaching footsteps, he turned his head and looked. There were about a dozen people, and the leader had a powerful and vigorous red spiritual power, nearly blinding  Xinghui’s eyes for a moment.

He forced himself not to be dazzled by the light, blinked his eyes, and straightened his back.

A deity couldn’t show fear; if he did, he would lose even more faith.

Even if he were to be eaten, he had to maintain the dignity of a deity!

Yuan Yuan happened to be unloading cargo nearby, heard the commotion, quickly adjusted his military cap on his head, pulled down the brim to shield his eyes from the sun, and scrutinized the somewhat dirty and disheveled  Xinghui. Then, he looked at the exceedingly beautiful, unnaturally pale face and the ambiguous smile at the corner of his lips.

“Who are you? How did you sneak on board?”

Facing the glaring sunlight, with no hint of fear on his face,  Xinghui spoke with a calm and steady voice, exuding authority.

“I am a god.”

He fluttered his long eyelashes and calmly said before the other could speak, “I can protect your star system, all I need is your devotion.”

 Xinghui wanted to curse. The guy’s spiritual power was too strong, and staring at him while talking made it unbearable not to blink!

Is it too late to turn and run now?

Yuan Yuan, still silent, was simply stunned.

He squinted his own dark red eyes in suspicion, took another look at  Xinghui, and indeed, this was an unusual hair color and complexion. It didn’t belong to any race he knew. Handsome as he might be, he also looked disheveled, and didn’t the upper-level star systems always keep the gods hidden like treasures? How did he manage to escape?

Most importantly—

“Protect our star system?”

Yuan Yuan sarcastically pulled up the corner of his lips, and in a moment, he walked to  Xinghui’s side, reaching out to pinch a strand of  Xinghui’s small black curl between his fingertips, rolling it around.

“Do you know where you are?”

The young deity didn’t move a muscle as Yuan Yuan held his small curl in his hand. His long eyelashes fluttered lightly and quickly.

The minor deity maintained a cold expression.

Enough said, he only found out where he was two minutes ago.

“The desolate star system.”

Someone nearby chuckled.

He had a high body temperature, just standing there, and  Xinghui could feel the temperature rising. This guy was still pulling his small curl.

Yuan Yuan stared at  Xinghui.

The young deity coldly raised his eyes. His lifeless eyes couldn’t capture the surroundings. His cold, pale face, dark eyes, and hair, along with his deep red lips, did make him look like a god, high and mighty, indifferent to mortal matters.

Finally,  Xinghui couldn’t help it, tilting back half an inch.

Is this guy a peacock?

Can spiritual power even display like this?

It’s too dazzling; his eyes are going to be blinded!

So,  Xinghui ‘indifferently’ averted his gaze, avoiding the guy’s glaring spiritual power, and looked at the clusters of spiritual power outside the starship.

After hearing that he claimed to be a god and wanted to protect their desolate star system, the demons who followed began to discuss with laughter.

Who didn’t know that the Demon Clan was exiled by the abyss, abandoned by the gods, and their original dwelling place turned into the desolate star system?

“After the cosmic storm, survival grounds have become scarcer. Your repeated visits to the upper-level Bright Star System in recent years also indicate that the situation here is severe, right?”

 Xinghui struggled to suppress his discomfort, controlled his tone to be neither fast nor slow, projecting an air of authority.

“So, I’ve come to help you. This is good news for you. Can you arrange a place for me to stay?”

Yuan Yuan had always been impatient with these pretentious guys. He had never had any interaction with the so-called deities before. Here, where the star network was not connected, he also never bothered to gather information about the gods.

But reluctantly, he had to admit.

This pretty little deity was right.

The Demon Clan’s requirements for traveling to other star systems that joined the alliance were indeed harsh. They not only had to undergo rigorous scrutiny but also wear collars or bracelets that restricted their powerful spiritual powers. For the Demon Clan, it was like a leash on a dog.

As a result, the port had been abandoned for several years, not used once.

In this journey, the aftermath of the cosmic storm was severe, and many people in his z30 star system suffered from serious genetic diseases. The excessive mining of minerals to suppress diseases within the planet had reached a point where it could not control the rate of illness. They had to go to the upper-level star systems, paying a high price to buy similar minerals.

For the Alliance, these minerals were just the most common and lowest-level means of controlling diseases, but when sold to the Demon Clan, they always fetched astronomical prices. Otherwise, they had to be exchanged for exceptionally rare items.

The most effective treatment for these genetic diseases was the power of a deity.

It was said that even a deity’s item auctioned in the upper-level star systems could fetch a sky-high price.

So, this time, they not only brought back minerals but also abducted a deity from the upper-level star system?

The upper-level star systems must be going mad.

Yuan Yuan thought irresponsibly, still holding that strand of small curl, contemplating whether shaving off this strand of hair would be useful.

 Xinghui, who had tried hard to calm down, couldn’t help but shiver involuntarily, feeling a chill at the back of his head.