After Admitting The Wrong God They Regret It - Chapter 2

But for now, Yuanyuan decided to let the little curly-haired star, Xinghui, off the hook.

Choosing to trust Xinghui, Yuanyuan boarded a small starship with him, returning to their residence and settling Xinghui down.

Xinghui, who nearly had his hair shaved off, maintained his composure throughout the journey, concealing the tumultuous emotions within.

What if they took the wrong starship? What if they encountered demons from the legends who devoured gods?

No panic, stay calm. Unless something unexpected happens, he’s currently maintaining the facade of a god among the demon race.

It wasn’t until he was pushed into a room that a man with a seemingly gentle demeanor smiled and said, “You can solve our problems here, right?”

Xinghui still wore an indifferent expression on his small face, silently noting the journey. Although he held little hope for the demon race, he kept his composure and spoke.

“Yes, as long as you offer your belief.”

“Rest well for now.”

The door closed.

The oppressive demon figure finally left.

Xinghui turned around, feeling for the bed.

Sitting down with a soft snap, he let out a long breath.

Is this considered passing the test?

He probably won’t really be eaten by the demon race, right?

But in exchange, the demon race can get the belief of a hammer.

The god, looking down, hesitated for a moment. Perhaps he should find an opportunity to slip away. The distance from the Desolate Star System to the Reviving Stars seems not too far.

He remembered the route vaguely; however, he didn’t know when their port would be available again.

Moreover, he wasn’t lying just now. Although he currently lacked the power, with belief, he might actually achieve it. Leaving the Upper Star System not only resulted in a lack of belief but also a sense of foreboding that urgently prompted him to seek some belief.

But the little god had only emerged from the abyss five years ago.

These five years have been met with a lot of disdain, and he has yet to gain a trace of belief.

When he was just born, he was a blank slate, learning all theoretical knowledge from the citizens’ fanciful works or statements about gods on the Star Network.

Most citizens’ fantasies about gods involve compassion, but they won’t truly favor anyone, being equal and just while remaining aloof.

Summing it up, Xinghui identified several key points: tasks must be carried out, but the appearance must be indifferent, showing no emotions towards anything. One must exude a sufficient divine aura; even if something unknown is mentioned, one must pretend that everything is under control. After all, an all-powerful god is more likely to be believed!

Reflecting on his performance today, Xinghui felt satisfied.

Very well, maintain this tomorrow.

***

In the corridor, footsteps echoed.

Yuanyuan’s deputy, Xie Ya, stood at the end, surrounded by several demon tribesmen in military attire.

The demon race is entirely militaristic, without a fixed leader. Instead, they form various legions between different planets.

All demon tribesmen are powerful, robust, and naturally superior in mental strength, making them less cohesive, as they don’t easily acknowledge each other.

Each legion is led by the strongest demon in that area.

“Is that little guy really a god? He looks so frail! I could lift him with one arm!”

“Frailty is one thing, but he’s also blind, and I can’t sense his mental strength. Seems like a pretty useless guy. Bringing him back, he’s probably just a decoration. Asking us to believe in him? What a joke!”

“And we brought him back like this. Is there no reaction from the Upper Star System? Whenever gods were mentioned before, the upper and lower star systems in the alliance went crazy. This time, there’s no reaction at all. But to be honest, this little god looks quite handsome.”

“Cough, I also find him quite good-looking. The first time I saw him, my heart skipped a beat. The boss is so close to him; I wonder what the boss feels.”

That delicate, pale, and beautiful guy with those soft curls – he seems quite good to touch.

To be honest, such an appearance is quite in line with the aesthetic preferences of the demon race.