After Admitting The Wrong God They Regret It - Chapter 36

Coincidentally, the door opened.

All the demons in the room involuntarily sat up straight, their eyes now on the screen, but their movements were sluggish, and their peripheral vision was tightly focused on the doorway.

Then a tall demon walked in through the door.

Not many people came out this time, each one elite. At that time, except for two or three demons who stayed on the starship to stand by, everyone else followed Xinghui and Yuanyuan off the starship. At this moment, they were sitting in the control room, looking quite disheveled.

The demon who entered from outside was obviously one of those who stayed behind on the starship to assist them. Now, he walked in cleanly.

Although disappointed, they were still good brothers. If it weren’t for them diligently staying on the starship for debugging, and still coming in time, they wouldn’t have had such an easy time taking advantage and escaping.

Upon seeing the disappointed expressions of his brothers, the man’s tense expression relaxed instantly, and he laughed heartily.

“Boss went to get medical supplies early on, took Lord God back to the room to rest. What, were you still expecting to see Lord God here? Opportunities are for those who are prepared. Don’t expect anything here. I don’t mean anything. I just came to tell you that I’m changing shifts and going to rest now!”

His mocking laughter echoed in the control room as he quickly left.

In the silence, it was unclear who spoke first.

“Damn.”

Sure enough, who didn’t know who, giving what good expressions?

Truly asking for a beating.

*

In the room specially prepared on the starship.

Xinghui was sitting on the sofa.

He had already taken off his neatly arranged black military uniform, leaving only the thin white shirt underneath. His black soft hair was curled, with traces of blood sticking to it, somewhat dried now and pitifully sticking to his face.

 

The wounds on his cheeks and neck had stopped bleeding, but they were caused by broken energy stones. Combined with Xinghui’s delicate constitution, which had deeply ingrained itself in the minds of the demons, Yuanyuan was carefully applying antiseptic solution to Xinghui’s face and neck.

Xinghui raised his head, his eyes still lacking luster, but compared to before, the demons in front of him were Xinghui’s first believers. There was probably something special about the first time for a man, and the same goes for a little god. The relaxation, trust, warmth, and softness in Yuanyuan’s eyes were something Yuanyuan had never seen before.

Under this kind of gaze, however, the wounds appeared more glaring with time, presenting a frightening bruised purple color. It was particularly annoying to look at.

Yuanyuan was lazy about dealing with wounds, or he would simply cover the wounds with antiseptic solution and bandages without much care. He couldn’t help but curse the Alliance dogs in his heart again for causing Xinghui such injuries. He squeezed the cotton swab with such force that sweat beads formed on his forehead.

He felt more nervous about applying medicine to Xinghui than facing Abyss.

Finally, the ordeal was over, and Yuanyuan let out a long sigh of relief.

“Okay, that’s it for now. After we go back, we’ll treat it with instruments again, and the wounds should heal. The bruising should also fade in a few days.”

The demons’ technology could treat wounds, but it didn’t have much effect on bruises and swelling. After all, for demons, these bruises and swelling would quickly fade, but for a little god like Xinghui, these wounds would be uncomfortable for several days.

It was really troublesome.

A fragile little god like Xinghui, and he was their own.

How should he take care of him?

Yuanyuan nodded earnestly.

Watching Xinghui’s thick, black eyelashes flutter.

“Are you okay now?”

Because of the injury, Xinghui’s white shirt was also stained with quite a bit of blood, spreading from the neckline to the shoulder in various shades of red, indicating different degrees of dryness. The traces on his face had already been wiped away, but perhaps due to blood loss, the already pale color of his lips was even paler now. He licked his lips slightly, feeling dry.

Yuanyuan responded, inexplicably feeling a little parched.

“Can you see clearly now?”

“After obtaining the god fragments and your faith, although I still can’t see, I can clearly see the outlines of people around me now. It’s as if I can see the outlines of living beings.”

This feeling was very strange.

It was like when Xinghui first gained a bit of spiritual power and could see the spiritual power of others. Now, although Xinghui’s vision was still pitch black, besides spiritual power, he could also see Yuanyuan emitting a faint white light overall. Furthermore, when he left, he could also see the outlines of plants. It was as if his vision had further evolved, and he could now distinguish between living beings. Moreover, based on the outlines, Xinghui could also tell who was who.

For a little god who had been blind for many years, this was quite novel.

Especially when Xinghui raised his head and looked at Yuanyuan’s face. He couldn’t quite discern the features clearly, but the small demon horn on the right side of his forehead was very prominent, and Xinghui felt a bit itchy looking at it.

No, no, no, it’s not something a god should do to just reach out and touch someone’s horn! 

Xinghui suppressed that emotion and described his current feelings to Yuanyuan.

Yuanyuan understood.

When Xinghui’s vision fluctuated with his spiritual power, Yuanyuan had already considered that when Xinghui’s power reached a certain level, his normally lifeless black eyes should light up, becoming visible.

The demon who had become Xinghui’s only affiliated clan had completely forgotten about the matters they were supposed to cooperate on and didn’t even consider the issue of the beliefs of other races.

They needed to accelerate the search for other fragments of the god, the source of this newfound belief!

With this thought in mind, the demon’s face still carried a refined smile.

“You should change your clothes first, and I’ll go arrange things for the next steps,” Yuanyuan said as he got up.

Once Yuanyuan left and closed the door behind him, the room quieted down.

Xinghui breathed a long sigh of relief, quickly wiped himself clean, changed into fresh clothes, grabbed the blanket beside him, and curled up in a corner.

He reached out to cover himself with the blanket, drawing it over his head.

In the familiar corner and darkness, Xinghui hugged his knees and couldn’t help but let out a smile that had been suppressed for a long time.

He raised his hand and tapped his earpiece, requesting that all relevant literary materials about gods interacting with mortals be downloaded.

Now that he had believers, he could protect others, no longer the Xinghui who could only watch life pass by without being able to do anything!

Not even Mother Abyss could harm those under his protection.

Xinghui wouldn’t feel uncomfortable anymore with those who favored Abyss, nor would he reflect on himself because of Abyss’s words and thoughts.

He had long understood that seeking validation from those who didn’t accept him was both impolite and foolish. He just felt—

Now, he was really powerful!

Xinghui was always good at regulating his mood.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to spend the five years in the Alliance so calmly, still planning his escape.

Once the excitement subsided, Xinghui’s smile had disappeared. Although he felt a bit more confident, it was strange that the source of that eerie sense of crisis hadn’t become clear. Instead, the feeling of impending danger had only intensified after he gained power.

Xinghui didn’t understand.

But his intuition was always accurate, especially after obtaining the god fragment, which made that sense of unease even stronger, proving his thoughts.

Regardless, he still needed to acquire more power, search for god fragments as much as possible, consolidate beliefs, and find new believers.

Little God had planned out his path for himself.

Just then, there was a beep in Xinghui’s earpiece.

“Dear user, the relevant information you requested has been prepared for you. Please review it.”

Xinghui sat up straight all of a sudden.

Full of enthusiasm.

“Review it.”

As the mechanical voice of the earpiece calmly began to read out the titles of the newly downloaded books, Xinghui’s expression went from serious to odd, and finally to blank.

Little God couldn’t help but raise his hand and rub his face.

He murmured softly.

“What is this?”

“Do you wish to reread the new download directory?” the mechanical voice asked.

“No, no, no need,” Xinghui shook his head, refusing.

So—

Completely different from the fantasies of the masses about the image of gods.

Are all the literary works about interacting with gods like “The Escaped Little Sweet Wife of the God”?

Xinghui tentatively asked the AI to read a summary of one of the books.

The mechanical voice began to speak.

“The god has always been aloof and indifferent to the world, but he gives her a unique and suffocating love. In the royal court—”

“Stop!” 

Already starting to feel his toes curling?

Especially when it was read out by that flat, emotionless electronic voice.

Xinghui couldn’t help but reach up and rub his head, trying to push those words he had just heard out of his mind.

What in the world is this!

Xinghui, who was embarrassed by the bizarre godly literature, didn’t hear the sound of the door being knocked.

Not until the door was pushed open.

Yuanyuan came back with some nutrient solution, ready to hand it to Xinghui. He had just peeked in and was about to speak when he saw the scene inside.

“We’ll be returning to our territory in a few hours. I brought some nutrient solution, strawberry flavor, grape flavor—”

Actually, the demon’s nutrient solution didn’t have so many flavors. The demons drank nutrient solution because resources were so scarce in the desolate star system. They needed to replenish their daily nutritional needs with nutrient solution. They had become accustomed to it, at most adding some sweeteners to make it more palatable.

But since Xinghui had tasted the nutrient solution and showed a liking to it, the Yin Fan Laboratory had worked overnight to develop many flavors of nutrient solution. However, as for whether it was strawberry or grape flavor, it was difficult for demons who had never tasted strawberries or grapes to determine.

But Xinghui quite liked the one they experimented with on the way here.

Yuanyuan thought they were about to return, so he might as well let Xinghui taste them all and see which flavor he preferred. They could make some simple nutrient solutions for Xinghui to drink as beverages in the future.

But Yuanyuan hadn’t expected that as soon as he opened the door, he would see this scene.

It seemed that the little god had just hidden under the blanket. When he heard Yuanyuan’s voice, he suddenly realized, pulling the blanket down. With his already soft and curly hair messed up by Xinghui’s vigorous rubbing, he popped out from under the blanket, and Xinghui’s pitch-black eyes accurately caught his position. This time, there was a bit of confusion in his expression.

Xinghui’s face was expressionless, but his inner voice was shouting curses.

Why did Yuanyuan suddenly come back? His godly image! His divine dignity!

Gone!

With the bedsheet gone!

Xinghui quickly pulled the blanket down, trying to hide it behind him. His face showed no emotion, his voice calm and cold as usual, still calm and composed.

“Is there something you need?”

Having witnessed the entire process of the god hiding under the blanket and then realizing what had happened upon hearing his voice, Yuanyuan approached with the nutrient solution. He glanced inside and saw the situation before speaking.

Yuanyuan: …

He held several bottles of nutrient solution, the translucent liquid emitting a faint warm hue.

He remained silent.

Xinghui looked at Yuanyuan standing at the door, casually closing it and walking towards the bed.

Little God licked his lips again.

Outwardly, he remained extremely composed.

It’s okay, he can salvage his divine image. At worst, he can grab Yuanyuan’s little horn and threaten him not to tell anyone, using his identity as a god.

But he actually wanted to get along well with Yuanyuan in the future, thinking that Yuanyuan was a good demon!!

Anyway—screwed up.

Yuanyuan was now on his knees, leaning forward.

Xinghui seized the opportunity and acted swiftly.

Yuanyuan’s voice, lacking its usual playful and relaxed tone, was rare in its seriousness.

“Are you feeling sad?”

Xinghui, who was grasping Yuanyuan’s horn and pondering how to “threaten” him, was taken aback.

“What?”

But from Yuanyuan’s perspective…

The calm and composed Little God was quietly curled up under the blanket, leaning against the corner. His recent expression seemed like he was upset about something related to the Alliance and the Abyss. That was their family’s god.

Yuanyuan couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed with frustration and heartache upon seeing it. 

Even though his little horn was being held, the towering demon still leaned forward, allowing Xinghui to grip it more comfortably. Although the sensation of Xinghui’s ice-cold fingertips holding the demon horn felt very strange.

“Don’t be sad for those people,” Yuanyuan spoke softly.

Even though Xinghui couldn’t see, his presence was still powerful.

Demons would make their gods forget about the past mistreatment, the forgotten and the deception.

“We will protect you.”

When choosing faith, they chose to give their all.

Whether attacking as Xinghui’s invincible blade or defending as the strongest fortress before the god, they would resist everything.

“No.”

Xinghui’s nerves relaxed a bit upon hearing this, probably because he was used to hiding himself due to speculation from others and concern from Yuanyuan. He also got used to disguising himself as an especially reliable figure. He realized that it seemed okay to relax a little, at least this guy in front of him couldn’t tell.

“I’m not sad. I’m just used to—used to thinking in the corner.”

Such places gave him a sense of security.

“And besides, I will protect you all. Don’t get the relationship wrong.”

The god remained in the corner, with obvious marks on his side profile and neck. He still held onto the demon’s horn, exerting some force to push him down, under the messy curls. His sharp eyes, while saying these words, were serious and reliable, not yielding to anything or anyone.

He needed devout belief, and he would provide all protection. The dominance conveyed in his tone told Yuanyuan that belief was never a one-way relationship.

Yuanyuan’s pupils deepened a bit.

He had to admit, such a dominant god made him feel stimulated and excited.

Unable to resist, Yuanyuan’s wings behind him spread out with a brush.

Xinghui was already curled up in a small corner.

At this moment, watching the white light outline of Yuanyuan’s wings covering him and being handed several bottles of nutrient solution, Xinghui’s inconspicuous smile emerged.

“How is it?”

Similarly unfamiliar with strawberries and never having tasted them, the god licked his lips and nodded.

“Not bad.”

*

The demon’s starship quickly fled, while the army of the Alliance, which had gone to find people and stumbled upon god fragments along the way, returned in defeat. Not only were they defeated, but many people’s faith also began to waver, and they began to doubt what they had done before.

Things were about to be revealed.

This was the worst outcome that Yuanyuan hadn’t anticipated.

“What is Mo Juzhe doing?! He’s already seen Xinghui, why hasn’t he captured him yet! Xinghui can’t even see him, and Mo Juzhe is still bringing so many soldiers from the Alliance. Not only did they suffer a defeat, but many also lost their faith and began to doubt what they had done.”

–

In the magnificent golden palace, Yuanquan and Yuanlin were waiting behind the tall doors of the Moon Room. Yuanlin paced back and forth, the elegant prince Yuejian nowhere to be seen, somewhat frantic.

Yuanquan remained silent, quietly watching the door in front of him.

 

Since returning, Abyss had become restless and furious, even affecting the purification of pollution near the high-level star system, causing panic among the citizens who were accustomed to peaceful days. Everyone was speculating about what had happened to Abyss.

Yuejian had not left his room since the morning.

And Mo Juzhe had fallen unconscious on the way back and was still unconscious while being repaired inside the repair compartment, waiting to wake up.

But they had already learned about what had happened on Tree Spirit Star from the recordings and from others.

Xinghui had gained psychic power and the ability to purify the genetic disease, but he was now involved with the demon clan, even learning from them, and publicly declared that he was not their god.

Yuanyuan found it somewhat ridiculous, but he also felt a strange emotion he couldn’t quite identify.

Perhaps it was the feeling that the quiet god who used to stay in the palace and could be seen with just a casual glance would never return, after all, losing something one had possessed for a long time suddenly could leave one feeling lost and desolate.

But if Xinghui could also control the genetic disease, then certain things would need to be reconsidered.

Yuanyuan was pondering quietly with his eyes downcast when the door in front of him finally opened.

Yuejian appeared at the door, his beautiful and Brilliant golden eyes tinged with red at the corners, especially prominent against his milky-white skin.

His soft golden hair was casually tucked behind his ears, adorned with stars that sparkled brightly, as if defying anyone to try and outshine him, determined to gather all his radiance onto himself.

Meanwhile, Abyss’s discontented murmurs continued, though not as frenzied as before, indicating that Yuejian had managed to calm her down.

Yuanquan breathed a sigh of relief.

“Your Highness Yuejian, how is Crown Abyss?” Yuanquan inquired.

Yuejian pursed his flower-like pink lips.

“Brother made Mother angry. Brother even laid hands on Mother,” he said, his eyes slightly red, seemingly angry.

“How could he treat Mother like that? Hasn’t Mother been good enough to him? When Brother was injured, Mother went over to him immediately and even gave him the god fragments.”

“Lord Xinghui might have a rebellious streak,” Yuanquan said calmly. “After all, on this trip, Lord Xinghui has gained psychic power and the ability to purify the genetic disease. For Lord Xinghui, this gives him the capital to leave.”

“Mother is very sad. Mother said she won’t care about Brother anymore.”

When Yuejian said this, Yuanquan immediately understood.

He had been considering the possibility of finally stimulating Xinghui to manifest his psychic power. If they could find an opportunity to bring Xinghui back, the faith would concentrate on Yuejian, thus maintaining their rule. However, if the genetic disease could be treated, the Alliance would have two gods.

But it seemed impossible now.

They had already split into two sides: Yuejian and Abyss on one side, and Xinghui on the other.

Faced with such a choice, no matter who it was, they would undoubtedly choose the former.

They didn’t even know who had given Xinghui the opportunity to escape, but for them, there was no longer any choice.

“Brother gained power from the god fragments, but that’s all it is. Although Mother is still sad, she told me that the god fragments don’t actually have much power; they’re just a dispersion of some power. I heard that the lower star system, Tree Spirit Star, is already waiting for me, and there are many lower star systems waiting for me. I won’t indulge Brother anymore. Yuanquan, Yuanlin, will you help me?” Yuejian stepped out from behind the door, took the hands of the two, and wore a soft, sweet smile that was as enchanting as ever on his face.

“Of course.”

“We pledge our loyalty to you, Your Highness.”

*

The demon starship had returned to the Z30 star system.

Xinghui earnestly tasted the various flavors of nutrient solution on the starship.

He found them somewhat indulgent, but still quite good.

At least the nutrient solution was indeed delicious.

And Xinghui had seriously experienced the faith of the demon clan. He could basically distinguish it, mostly from the demons he had seen.

It seemed that the condition for having faith was mutual trust. If the trust was not deep enough, such as with demons he had only met once or twice, he could only sense the lowest level of faith from them. For those demons he had never met, he rarely received any faith from them.

So, maintaining the dignity of a god while actively helping his clan seemed to be the most reliable answer.

That evening, with a mindset for study, Xinghui earnestly listened to a book of divine literature, casting aside the embarrassing things he had heard the previous night.

He was currently holding onto the railing of the vehicle. When the vehicle stopped, he leaped down from the platform with agility. The hard soles of his military boots landed on the ground with a clack.

He straightened his cloak and casually brushed off the dust on it.

The demons behind the scenes, who had been vying to be the first to help the great god down from the vehicle, stopped in their tracks, their eyes widening as they contorted their faces, stretching out their hands and watching Xinghui land on the ground.

Their delicate and fragile god needed their protection!

It was a good thing Xinghui couldn’t see, otherwise he would have been startled by their reactions.

Yuanyuan, who had just walked out of the base, also witnessed this scene. He couldn’t help but take a few quick steps forward, coming to Xinghui’s side and scanning him up and down.

Xinghui was dressed in a black military uniform, still wearing the heat-resistant cloak. The little tuft of hair on his head was pressed under the military cap and cloak, unable to sway. Xinghui raised his pale fingertips to lift the brim of his cap and blinked a couple of times when he looked over, blinking due to the sudden increase in light, which was uncomfortable.

“What’s wrong?”

The wound on his neck was hidden and not visible, but the facial injuries had been treated over the past two days and only left a shallow red mark.

He looked obedient when he tilted his head to look up at the person.

Better to pretend not to know. He’s still the all-powerful god!

Xinghui earnestly nodded his little head.

Yes!

As he stepped into the base, Xie Ya was already waiting nearby.

Upon seeing Xinghui, Xie Ya’s smile became genuinely warm, but it quickly faded, replaced by a smiling expression, though his mood seemed very sour.

“Lord God, Boss, there’s a new announcement from Brilliant Star.”

Xinghui stopped in his tracks.

Yuanyuan also paused, jokingly speaking up, “What’s been announced? The obituary for Mo Juzhe?”

“I wish it were that,” Xie Ya chuckled.

“Brilliant Star has issued a statement acknowledging a god named Yuejian, whom Abyss also recognizes as a god. Anyone else impersonating gods is considered disrespectful to Abyss and the Royal Family of Brilliant Star. If discovered, they will be apprehended and punished severely.”

It was practically a wanted notice in another sense.

Last time it was just a warning, but now they were tearing off the facade directly.

“I never expected these bunch of bastards to do anything good,” Yuanyuan sneered coldly. He glanced discreetly at Xinghui’s expression, making sure he wasn’t feeling low because of the news, and continued mockingly, “Like a petulant child who can’t get his toy and declares he’s breaking up with you.”

But this was good too; the Alliance had completely cut off Xinghui’s path back.

Their demon god, they would protect him themselves.

“And it’s just an announcement. Who can’t do that? Xie Ya, from now on, the Z30 star system will be renamed the Godstar system. Before tonight, I want everyone in the Alliance to know about this.”

“Yes, sir,” Xie Ya nodded.

Xinghui actually had some reaction to this news.

But in the end, it was just a feeling of “as expected,” and then he began to think about what his next steps should be.

Finding new faith seemed a bit difficult. Should he continue searching for god fragments?

But was he lucky enough for another chance like that?

Then Xinghui heard the name “Shenxing*.”

He turned his head blankly to look at Yuanyuan.

Changed the name? Shenxing?

Wasn’t that being too hasty?

This name—

Xinghui started tapping the floor with his toes again.

Forget it, forget it, Xinghui, you need to stay calm.

These are your clansmen, your believers. Their faith is just more passionate, nothing to be surprised about!

The demons behind him started chattering.

“Boss, why don’t we just rename the Z30 star system Xinghui system?”

“I think that works!”

Being tolerant of believers—

He couldn’t do it.

The cold little god tightened his small face.

“No, I refuse.”

In the end, under Xinghui’s insistence, the demons of the Z30 star system could only regretfully abandon the idea of renaming the entire star system after Xinghui.

That afternoon, the Alliance’s system was hacked, and the declaration from the demons of the Z30 star system slapped everyone in the face for a full two hours before the virus was cleared.

But two hours was enough for everyone to learn that Abyss had manifested twin gods this time, but the Royal Family had rejected one of them, sending that god to the demon clan on the desolate star system, who also had the ability to treat genetic diseases.

The demons of the Z30 star system proudly changed the name of their main star to the Godstar.

They blatantly challenged the Alliance.

The demons were living better than before. Although their resources hadn’t increased, they now had gods who could better control genetic diseases and alleviate their suffering.

This understanding did not shake the several star systems close to Brilliant Star. After seeing the Alliance’s announcement, which mentioned Abyss, it was clear that the god had fallen out with Abyss and the Alliance’s god, so there was no hesitation in choosing sides.

But the lower-level upper star systems and the lower star systems where life was still relatively good began to waver.

Perhaps happiness came from comparison.

When they saw the demons living on the desolate star system, suffering from more severe genetic diseases than them, they found some comfort in their own situation. They weren’t the worst off, but now that the demons had improved, they were still stagnant, still enduring the pain of genetic diseases, and exhausting their wealth just to snatch an item imbued with divine power.

At times like these, their emotions became somewhat complicated.

The resulting turmoil was enough to give Yuanyuan a headache.

The demons of the Z30 star system were ecstatic.

But at this moment, this star system was still detaining demons from another star system.

Ever since Yuanyuan gained the favor of the gods and began to control the genetic disease within him, Shi Xi began to lament.

As members of the demon clan, they could also feel the presence of divine power and had established a weak faith with the gods. They finally understood why they had been shaken by Xinghui’s psychic power that day. It was the influence of the gods on genetic diseases.

But the demon clan’s genetic disease was not just a remnant of the storm this time; it had been lingering pollution from the desolate star system for a long time, nearly present from birth. Long-term exposure had lowered their judgment in this regard.

The most infuriating thing for Shi Xi was that he could have known earlier than Yuanyuan, but because of his own dullness, not only did he fail to discover it, but he also left a bad impression on the gods, allowing Yuanyuan to stand out and gain advantages in the eyes of the gods. The demons of the Z72 star system watched with envy as the demons of the Z30 star system became more and more Brilliant with each passing day.

How to get closer to Lord God became the urgent topic of discussion for the demons of the Z72 star system who remained in the Z30 star system.

When they heard the news that Yuanyuan and his group had been continuously researching new flavors of nutrient solutions to offer to the god, everyone’s eyes lit up, feeling they had found a breakthrough.

What kind of nutrient solution would taste good?!

Led by Shi Xi, the demons of the Z72 star system rushed into the nearby gathering point of star beasts with their starship and directly took action against a tender and meaty star beast.

After some cooking, Shi Xi confidently carried the huge grill and waited on the way to Xinghui’s room, intending to have a chance encounter with Xinghui.

In the demon clan’s base, since his last return, Xinghui had been able to come and go freely, although many people were still watching over his safety.

But from the command room to his own room, Xinghui could still walk by himself.

During this time, his psychic power had also slowly improved due to the influence of faith.

Xinghui was quite content with this and actively reflected on his daily actions, summarizing and reflecting on them, feeling very fulfilled.

Until Shi Xi presented the huge grilled meat to him.

“Lord God.”

Shi Xi suppressed his excitement, maintaining an elegant demeanor.

“I heard that after you came to the desolate star system, you haven’t tasted the star beast meat here. We happened to bring one back this time and grilled it for you. We would like to offer it to you for a taste.”

Xinghui remembered this guy.

He instinctively took a step back.

“Thank you.”

Xinghui calmly thanked him, looking at the grilled star beast meat with uncertainty.

But he still couldn’t see, and eating like this would affect his image.

“But it’s not necessary.”

And these demons seemed to be a bit too enthusiastic.

Shi Xi’s expression faltered.

It was at this moment that Yuanyuan approached briskly from the side.

Seeing the grilled meat in Shi Xi’s hand, he smiled.

“What a coincidence? Today, we specially developed a nutrient solution with the taste of grilled meat for you to try.”

Yuanyuan held a bottle of nutrient solution in his hand.

The little tuft of hair on Xinghui’s head twitched.

He turned his head sideways.

Then, he nodded somewhat reservedly.

This was acceptable; it wouldn’t affect his image.

Sweet nutrient solution, delicious.

Nutrient solution with the taste of grilled meat, he didn’t know if it would be good.

Yuanyuan was even more satisfied, smiling smugly as he glanced at the displeased expression on Shi Xi’s face.

A little show-off.

The tsundere has left the environment, do you understand?

Shi Xi’s fists were itching.

It was just at this moment that someone from the demon clan approached quickly, his expression not looking very good.

“Lord God, Boss, Lu Xuan and the others have completed their mission. They explored the Reconstructing Star and found it under attack by star beasts. They also brought back a young boy from the Reconstructing clan who wants to… believe in Lord God.”

“Reconstructing clan?”

Xinghui’s attention was suddenly diverted back. The ambitious little god was not conquered by appetite.

“The mission is complete? Let’s go, let’s take a look!”

Yuanyuan: …

Suddenly, he remembered that contract, that promise, that task of finding a new race and new faith for the little god.

What’s the saying about too much joy leading to sorrow?

At this moment, Yuanyuan’s face darkened.

Damn, he had forgotten about this altogether!

Shenxing – God Star ( God Xing )