After Admitting The Wrong God They Regret It - Chapter 68

As Xinghui stepped into the command room, he was met with numerous gazes from the demons.

 

In just a few short months, Xinghui had indeed quickly become the backbone of the demon race.

 

Xinghui adjusted his hat and walked to his position, enduring the intense stares. When he reached his spot and looked down, he was momentarily surprised.

 

In front of his usual seat was a plate of crystal-clear strawberries, as if freshly picked from water, with tiny droplets still clinging to the green stems.

 

Expectant eyes watched Xinghui.

 

Xinghui turned his head to look at them, then at Yuanyuan.

 

“Is this for me? When did you grow these?”

 

From his recollection, even though a lot of things could be grown from the items captured from the elven race, this was unusually fast. It hadn’t been that long, and strawberries were already on the table.

 

“We exchanged some of the captured elves with the elven race a couple of days ago. Those elves were of no use to us anyway,” Xiya said as he stood up.

 

For these past few days, Yuanyuan had been focused on Xinghui, leaving most urgent matters to Xiya.

 

Compared to other demons, Xiya wasn’t as skilled in combat but had a knack for handling tricky situations.

 

Moreover, with the deity being the only one left in the interstellar realms and no more upper star systems to contend with, they had successfully obtained many items from the elven race, and many were still being studied.

 

They wanted not only military advancements but also to ensure that their deity lived comfortably.

 

Most importantly, everyone had seen how Xinghui had been suffering from high fever recently.

 

The deity once again stood resolutely in front of his believer.

 

Xinghui felt slightly uncomfortable under the burning stares.

 

For him, the success rate was high. Moreover, if he didn’t act, a storm would sweep the entire universe, leaving him no space to survive.

 

Xinghui picked up a strawberry and asked, his gaze lowered.

 

“Have you detected any activity or news from the Alliance? Have you found any trace of the mermaid race?”

 

After asking, Xinghui popped the strawberry into his mouth.

 

The cool, sweet juice burst in his mouth, making him squint and slightly smile.

 

So sweet.

 

“There have indeed been some issues with the Alliance,” Xiya quickly responded. “Due to the false deity and the Abyssal entity’s slumber, the Alliance and the Radiant Star Royal Family have lost control of the situation. Many star systems have now announced their separation from the Alliance, including no longer following the arrangements of the Radiant Star Royal Family.”

 

Xinghui nodded.

 

Hearing that the Abyssal entity was asleep didn’t evoke much reaction from him.

 

After all, the Abyssal power had been significantly weakened, and back then, the mermaid race had gone to great lengths to enhance the storm’s chances, even daring to disrupt their own star systems.

 

He was just a bit sentimental.

 

After all, he had lived in Radiant Star for five years, most of which was spent in the palace, with few interactions with outsiders. However, he frequently saw Yuanyuan.

 

The remaining two Kera races were eager to seize power and restore their former glory, determined to leave a significant mark in history. Yet reality slipped through their fingers like fine sand, and the more they wanted, the more they grasped at nothing.

 

As he thought about this, Xinghui swallowed the strawberry. Before he could put his hand down, someone moved quickly.

 

Taking out a cloth from somewhere, the person naturally held Xinghui’s hand and began to wipe the strawberry juice from his fingers.

 

The person was so natural that Xinghui was caught off guard. When he finally realized what was happening, he stepped back and widened his dark eyes slightly.

 

Yuanyuan looked up and met Xinghui’s gaze.

 

What’s this?

 

Is wiping hands not allowed now?

 

You said you were comfortable earlier, but now you’re acting like you don’t know me?

 

Xinghui had already withdrawn his hand and tried to appear calm as he continued listening to Xiya.

 

But internally, he was screaming.

 

This is so strange!

 

The scene reminded him of something he’d read, like a book called *The Deity’s Little Wife*, where the deity naturally held the female lead’s hand and lovingly wiped it—

 

The sense of déjà vu was so strong, but why—

 

Xinghui rubbed his fingers.

 

Why does this perspective feel off? In that book, the hand-wiping scene should be—

 

The little wife?

 

Xinghui expressionlessly pushed away this baseless fantasy.

 

No, that doesn’t exist. Those things are just unrealistic fantasies.

 

Besides, the little wife should not be him…

 

The deity didn’t really understand what was going on in Yuanyuan’s mind.

 

He had only recently discovered that, aside from his role as a believer, Yuanyuan seemed to have not done anything particularly serious.

 

In fact, the deity was now considering whether his excessive trust in Yuanyuan had led to such emotions from a demon race that lacked respect for both the Abyss and the deity.

 

Xinghui, who had only been born five years ago and had never encountered such matters in his inherited legacy, felt somewhat confused.

 

Xinghui tried to refocus.

 

Xiya continued, “As for the mermaid race, we haven’t been able to locate them. Their starship disappeared after reaching the vicinity of the mermaid star system. Now, most of the inhabitants of the mermaid star are other oceanic races.”

 

“It’s not surprising. The mermaid race’s psychic powers lean towards spatial manipulation. Although they live in the ocean, their psychic powers manifest as control over ocean currents. I saw other worlds that don’t belong to the interstellar realm inside the storm, and one of them had powers similar to Yuejian. That place was almost completely engulfed by the storm. It’s likely that Feng Yu brought it along when manipulating space, and it was shattered by the storm when a true deity was born.”

 

Xinghui lowered his gaze. The normally lively divine fragment now hovered quietly and flickered in his palm.

 

“There’s no need to continue searching for the divine fragment.”

 

Xinghui touched the small fragment and spoke.

 

“When sealing the storm before, my psychic energy spread everywhere the storm appeared. The fragment responded strongly to divine power, but there was no reaction at that time. Any other fragments might not be here now. Currently, the fragments we’ve found are mostly in lower star systems, close to the isolation zone. The upper star systems have not had any. Moreover, the mermaid race had been plotting for a long time. With that fake divine fragment, it’s clear that he knew about divine fragments well and had some in his possession. So, over these five years, the mermaid race might have found quite a few fragments.”

 

After all, these fragments were not from the deity’s memory inheritance but were genuine fragments of a deity’s power scattered throughout the interstellar realm.

 

“Continue searching for people and matters related to the mermaid race.”

 

Xinghui looked up.

 

“Catch them as soon as possible and end this farce.”

 

“Yes, also, we have interrogated the false deity. He is currently experiencing some mental issues, constantly crying out to go home, saying his home is not in the interstellar realm. It seems like what you said is true. Do you need to know his subsequent disposal?”

 

Yuanyuan spoke beside Xinghui, his smile carrying a hint of malice.

 

To be honest, if Yuejian shed the guise of a deity, Xinghui would really know nothing about him, except for a superficial acquaintance. Yuejian’s actions seemed to be fabricating lies to deprive him of faith, feigning concern for everyone around him, and pretending to be tolerant and gentle, while in reality, he was insecure and anxious, eager to expel anyone when he felt he could no longer maintain the pretense.

 

Though Yuejian caused significant impact on the star system, Xinghui had no intention of interfering with his disposal and simply shook his head.

 

“Just handle it as you see fit.”

 

“Alright.”

 

Yuanyuan smiled politely.

 

Demons were known for their ruthlessness, so they showed no mercy.

 

Yuanyuan personally handled the interrogation of Yuejian.

 

Of course, to prevent Yuejian from lying further, they employed some technological means to stimulate Yuejian’s memories, projecting the most vivid images from his memory onto the screen. Though the images were somewhat blurred, they still corroborated some facts.

 

However, such technology had severe effects on the brain.

 

Now that their task was complete, they planned to send Yuejian back, which would surely be quite an event.

 

Yuanyuan thought of the chaotic Alliance and his dark red eyes deepened.

 

“Now for the final matter,” Xiya said seriously, presenting a star network screenshot. “This is an organization that has frequently appeared and been discussed since the confirmation of the false deity.”

 

The screenshot on the screen showed some jarring text.

 

‘Why must we rely on the deity’s grace? The deity’s birth and acceptance of our faith should protect us and the entire star system, right? Whether true deity or false, including the Abyss, they don’t care about our lives at all!

 

They claim that faith is mutual trust, but that’s just an excuse. Worthless deities release their anger on us. Look at your deceased loved ones—why should they be tortured and lose their right to live just because of a few words and your personal bias? When the false deity deceived us, who wasn’t fooled? Now it’s time to settle scores? Why?!’

 

Xinghui quickly scanned the text on the screenshot.

 

Xiya’s teeth were clenched, but he tried to remain calm in front of Xinghui.

 

“The royal family and the Alliance can no longer control the current situation. Malice, once given an avenue, will emerge without hesitation, and despite the Alliance’s attempts to suppress such speech, it can’t keep up with the speed of its spread. Upon investigation, this anti-deity organization, calling itself the Firmament, has been around for a long time but is now resurfacing. Detailed investigation suggests that their leaders might have ties to the mermaid race and could be part of their plan.”

 

Of course, what infuriated the demons the most wasn’t these morally coercive comments mixed in with situation analysis and calls for divine intervention.

 

It was the mindless agreement below.

 

The constant questioning of why they weren’t protected and why they were being held accountable.

 

But the reality was, the storm had receded, and Xinghui had been ill for several days. Besides, who the hell was holding them accountable?

 

They had cursed so fiercely and criticized so harshly before, and now they were asking why?

 

Why not question themselves?

 

A bunch of ****

 

**Author’s Note:**

 

Yuanyuan: Little wife? What little wife?! I want a cool and stylish wife!

 

Xinghui: …6

 

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I’ve been very busy. For the next few days, I’ll still be out and about, probably until Wednesday or Thursday. I’ll try to update more, and hope to finish this story in about a month (attempting to set a more frequent update flag).