After Admitting The Wrong God They Regret It - Chapter 83

071 was finally starting to get anxious.

 

“What are you doing? 99, go back to your room right now.”

 

Looking at the young boy and then at 071’s attitude…

 

“Oh, so this is why you and the merfolk teamed up to screw us over?”

 

One of the demons realized.

 

They were eyeing the boy, who didn’t seem to have much physical strength and had various racial traits mixed together.

 

He looked a bit odd but was quite brave.

 

071’s body stiffened slightly upon hearing the demons’ words, realizing that his biggest secret had been exposed.

 

But as he looked at the demons surrounding him, he decided to give up hiding the truth.

 

In this situation, it was better to be rational and honest with them.

 

“This is a child who was brought here in the past decade. As you can see, he’s like me. Now, whether the gods win or the merfolk win, it seems like things are finally coming to an end. He’s also a victim. My mistakes, and the merfolk’s mistakes, shouldn’t be blamed on this child, right?”

 

071 forced a difficult smile.

 

Aside from having lived too long and being too tired, wanting to end it all, the only thing that still weighed on him was 99.

 

This child seemed to reflect his past self—a boy who was desperate but still a bit innocent, always hoping someone would find and save him.

 

If the merfolk succeeded, they would help 99, a test subject, survive the so-called adaptation period.

 

But he never expected that Xinghui would gain the upper hand. He hadn’t mentioned this before because he thought that after all this was over, the gods wouldn’t blame these test subjects brought in by the merfolk. They should be able to live the peaceful life he longed for.

 

But he never anticipated that 99 would run out on his own.

 

As 99 increasingly sensed the dropping temperature of 071’s body, his expression became frantic.

 

“Brother? Brother!”

 

“He might be useful to you when you go after the merfolk. For that reason, can’t you help him out?”

 

“Hey, hey, what’s this about leaving a child in our care? We were just on opposite sides, remember? If you want someone to take care of him, do it yourself.”

 

The demon, who had been holding 071, suddenly jumped up, as if allergic to such scenes. He couldn’t help but tremble, stepping back a couple of steps while waving his hands frantically.

 

071 watched as the demon jumped up, scratching himself as if something had made him unbearably itchy. The exaggerated movements left 071 stunned, and he couldn’t help but smile a little, feeling a mix of helplessness and amusement.

 

For a moment, he felt more relaxed than he had in all the long years before.

 

Demons are supposed to make people nervous.

 

Are they cursed or something?

 

Why can’t he just die in peace?

 

071 silently complained.

 

“I don’t want anyone else to take care of me, Brother. You promised me that we’d leave together.”

 

99’s small face was filled with tension. Although he was a test subject and looked very young, it was hard to determine his actual age. His reactions and expressions made him seem like a child, and he was now rubbing 071’s hands back and forth, trying to warm them up.

 

“We’ll be family without those bad people.”

 

071 squinted his eyes.

 

At this point, he was truly at his limit.

 

He really wanted to pat 99 on the head and tell him that he was a test subject implanted with divine power, that he had lived for an unknown amount of time and was already tired of living, and that those family members he hated so much were probably all dead by now.

 

No more gambling-addicted father, no more drug-addicted mother, no more massive family debts, and no more little boy who had been sold to the merfolk by his parents. The idea of the two of them becoming family was just a beautiful fantasy.

 

This era no longer belonged to him.

 

But in the end, he didn’t say any of this.

 

He just squinted his eyes.

 

“Don’t cry. It’s enough already. Living is too exhausting. It’s not a genetic disease; things are too chaotic and messy for anyone to notice us—not even the gods.”

 

He had been used as a test subject by the merfolk, forcibly infused with divine power, and had lived far too long because of it. Unlike the merfolk’s inheritance, he had been dragged along by the merfolk, surviving until now. He had seen and heard the gods, and that’s why he found Xinghui different.

 

His breathing gradually weakened.

 

99 shook his head frantically, biting his lip, and sobbing.

 

He had been panicking ever since he couldn’t find 071 after sneaking out of his room, and now his worst fears were confirmed. He even started to plead with the nearby demons for help.

 

But the demons had already checked on 071’s condition.

 

His mental power had been altered. Using his mental power was equivalent to using divine power, and ordinary people using divine power would inevitably pay a price. This price had withered him to this state, and now all his vitality had been drained.

 

He shouldn’t have lived this long in the first place; in this situation, there was no way to save him.

 

It wasn’t a genetic disease; the gods wouldn’t come. Praying wouldn’t help.

 

“I was right, wasn’t I?”

 

As someone who had dealt with divine power for a long time, 071 seemed to sense something, tilting his head slightly and asking softly.

 

A nearby door finally opened.

 

The black-haired god raised his eyes, meeting 071’s gaze, which was already somewhat unfocused.

 

Xinghui’s clothes were still a bit disheveled; they had just found Feng Yu’s location and had just come out of Feng Yu’s mental space.

 

With just one glance, Xinghui could tell what 071’s condition was. He shouldn’t have lived to this time at all; he had been kept alive by experiments, and now everything was collapsing.

 

Having heard 071’s words, Xinghui thought for a moment and then spoke.

 

“The gods likely won’t.”

 

After all, whether it was the Abyss or the gods’ inheritance, they both put the storm at the forefront. The connection between them and their followers was the genetic disease, the pollution caused by the storm. The gods and the Abyss rarely interfered in other matters.

 

071, who had been dealing with divine power for a long time, smiled.

 

“I knew it.”

 

But he was actually waiting for Xinghui to say the next line.

 

— The gods might not, but Xinghui will.

 

Yet the black-haired god remained silent, only acknowledging that 071’s previous views were correct, without commenting on the apparent futility of his self-deprecation.

 

071 looked into Xinghui’s eyes for a long while before finally letting out a sigh, as if expelling the last bit of his energy, uncertain if he felt envy or simply resignation.

 

“You’re really lucky.”

 

Despite the cold demeanor of the god and their recent antagonistic stance, Xinghui showed no signs of making him regret his actions. Instead, he seemed to offer a comforting silence, tacitly acknowledging that 071’s considerations weren’t entirely in vain.

 

It was as if he was telling 071 that it was over now, and he could rest peacefully.

 

It was clear that he was merely an entity composed of power, without genuine emotions.

 

So why did he seem so gentle?

 

“There’s no breath left.”

 

One of the demons spoke softly.

 

The test subject before them was merely a minor episode.

 

They had been shown all the things the merfolk had done over the years.

 

While they were supposed to be adversaries, it didn’t quite feel that way.

 

99, who had been biting his lip and crying from the start, now realized that there was no breath left in 071. He held onto the last remnants of warmth in 071’s hand, his face showing a look of confusion, as if he didn’t know where to go next.

 

He didn’t cry loudly; his sobs had turned silent, with tears streaming down his small face in a manner more heart-wrenching than loud cries.

 

“The merfolk are truly wicked.”

 

“How many races were fused here?”

 

The demons were uncertain, and they didn’t know how long this young boy could survive.

 

Xinghui quietly watched 071’s still form on the ground.

 

The god remained calm and composed.

 

But now Xinghui felt a sense of anger.

 

An indescribable anger.

 

It wasn’t just anger at the merfolk’s attempt to exploit the storm.

 

Nor was it anger at the merfolk’s manipulation of the gods.

 

It was a fierce and complex emotion.

 

Xinghui’s expression remained unchanged, his black eyes blazing as he looked towards the passage.

 

“Let’s go.”

 

Yuanyuan, who had muttered something under his breath earlier, responded to Xinghui’s command.

 

“You’re looking for that person, right?”

 

The once silent boy spoke up.

 

He lifted his head. The naive expression on his face had disappeared, though his age still made him appear young. His small antennae twitched slightly, and his big eyes widened.

 

Xinghui nodded.

 

The boy, still sitting by 071’s side, looked directly at Xinghui.

 

“There are a few more floors below. It will be quite troublesome if you want to reach the control room. I can take you there, but only two people at most. Do you need my help?”

 

At this moment, the previously innocent-looking child’s eyes showed a trace of resentment, and his tone had matured somewhat.

 

“Don’t doubt my intentions. I’ve been fused with the merfolk’s power. Essentially, I’m not just an ignorant child.”

 

He lowered his head.

 

Having spent years in this laboratory, it was impossible for him to be completely unaware.

 

When 071 saw him in this state, it felt like seeing his past self—the desperate little boy who had never received any hope. Now, seeing this child, even though he couldn’t do much, he still wanted to leave a glimmer of hope for 99, unlike his own past.

 

99 wasn’t a simple, innocent child.

 

He was an abandoned child with no expectations from anyone, and no one cared about him.

 

He had also realized 071’s intentions, and from the moment he entered the laboratory, he noticed that 071’s status was different.

 

As the only test subject who had survived with divine power, the merfolk treated 071 differently from other test subjects.

 

By aligning with him, one could suffer less and endure fewer hardships.

 

That’s how he had been thinking.

 

And that’s still how he thought.

 

The young boy, still biting his lip, had tears falling from his eyes.

 

But whether this was an evolution or the merfolk’s eventual failure, the notion of leaving together and living together was genuine.

 

It wasn’t about familial ties, nor was it related to romantic love—

 

They were like two abandoned, wary little beasts, cautiously drawing close and warming each other with their injured bodies.

 

They had discarded their names, deceived each other, and worn facades in their interactions, each fulfilling their own needs.

 

They were accustomed to it all.

 

But just before dawn, when one of them fell, the other, despite having grown used to the pretense, could only push the motionless figure of the other, bewildered.

 

The boy wiped his tears, his pale face smeared with dirt from his small hands. He stood up and looked at Xinghui.

 

His tiny body still trembled slightly, but his gaze remained unwavering.

 

“I’m familiar with this place too. Besides being able to transport you down instantly with mental power, I can also help you get there quickly.”

 

99 noticed that the demons instinctively turned their gaze toward Xinghui.

 

99 lowered his head again.

 

— So why does it hurt?

 

He thought the demons’ gaze at Xinghui seemed somewhat understandable. He had briefly found redemption from another person, but now that person… was gone.

 

*

 

Feng Yu was now in a state of panic.

 

He pressed his lips together, trying to transfer crucial data and figure out how to help the merfolk escape from the demons’ encirclement.

 

At this moment, he was no longer thinking about how to provoke the storm or how to achieve this evolution. He was only focused on how to escape.

 

There was also a deep-seated fear.

 

He had a strange premonition.

 

The merfolk’s legacy, spanning countless generations, might end today.

 

End with him.

 

This was unacceptable to Feng Yu.

 

The merfolk’s long history made them believe they possessed absolute rationality.

 

Problems that the abyss and gods couldn’t solve, they could. As the power of the abyss and gods dwindled, they could find other solutions for the interstellar people.

 

To them, human life had long lost its meaning and respect over the long inheritance, not to mention that gods and the abyss were merely entities of power, clumsily learning ordinary human emotions.

 

While the merfolk panicked, Feng Yu could no longer suppress the flickering divine fragments.

 

**The fragments were dissipating quickly; the merfolk hadn’t prepared enough to contain them.**

 

Since Xinghui entered this space, the shallow golden fragments fluctuated wildly, showing a fierce and ostentatious temperament.

 

Feng Yu finally opened the container and pressed down on the golden fragments inside.

 

In doing so, Feng Yu seemed to make eye contact with the golden-haired youth in the fragments.

 

A race that had never failed lacked the ability to accept failure, leading Feng Yu to lose his composure and reason.

 

“I did nothing wrong. This is the best arrangement. The storm is growing stronger, and if we do nothing, we will all die—but it’s okay, we still have a chance, we still have a chance.”

 

He pressed the divine fragments, seeking comfort from the golden-haired deity.

 

But the golden-haired deity, who had already opened his eyes, was filled with a brilliant light. His gentle appearance was sharply contrasted with his agitation and indifference.

 

A chance, my foot.

 

The deity silently mouthed: Go to hell!

 

In the next moment, Feng Yu felt a fierce wind above his head.

 

A hand pressed down on his head, forcefully pinning him against a nearby instrument.

 

Red lights mixed with increasingly noisy system alarms.

 

Feng Yu grunted, facing the demon’s dark red eyes, with a gun pressed against his head.

 

“Been looking for you. Is it you who bullied my god from the start?”

 

The demon grinned maliciously.

 

Feng Yu’s pupils constricted.

 

He wanted to ask how the demon had suddenly appeared here.

 

But the hand that had been holding his head moved down to choke his throat, while Yuanyuan’s other hand held a gun to his head.

 

Feng Yu struggled to breathe and couldn’t move.

 

Just then, Xinghui landed, meeting the gaze of the golden-haired youth with only half an image in the shallow golden crystal.

 

The black-haired young man in military uniform, with slightly tousled hair pressed under his hat and sharp, clear eyes, stood amidst scattered debris.

 

The golden-haired youth’s previously soft expression turned into one of shock.

 

It was as if he was trapped inside the crystal, pressed against its edge with his hands. Gone were the previous agitation and indifference; now, he was all softness and obedience.

 

If he had a tail, it would probably be wagging now, silently calling out: Brother.

 

The brilliant golden eyes sparkled, looking incredibly beautiful.

 

The divine fragments, which had been quietly staying with Xinghui, suddenly flew up, circling around him before merging into the half-human-high crystal.

 

Found you, brother.

 

You found me!

 

Xinghui had already guessed.

 

But the moment he met the golden-haired youth’s gaze, he still felt a pang of confusion.

 

He instinctively adjusted his hat.

 

So this is—his younger brother?

 

Under the golden-haired youth’s expectant gaze, Xinghui finally stepped forward, approaching the swaying fragments.

 

The young man lowered his gaze, his pale fingers touching the fragments to steady them.

 

“I am Xinghui, and according to the timeline, I am your older brother.”

 

The golden-haired youth’s eyes lit up, and he tried to touch Xinghui’s fingertips from inside the crystal.

 

The young deity felt a bit nervous inside, as this was his first meeting with his younger brother according to his memory.

 

So—he had just about learned how to maintain the dignity of a deity and interact with followers, and now a younger brother had appeared.

 

Clearly, this younger brother was different from a fake one and looked very obedient.

 

Should he learn how to get along with his younger brother?

 

The young deity was serious and solemn.

 

But he quickly realized that this wasn’t the time to think about such matters.

 

As the divine fragments merged with the crystal, Xinghui didn’t feel his power fluctuate.

 

Just as he had thought, the power wasn’t from the divine fragments but from within himself.

 

However, the crystal was too large, and Xinghui felt it was a bit tricky, not knowing how to take it away.

 

Moreover, even though all the fragments had returned, the crystal remained incomplete.

 

And there was still the storm.

 

Xinghui gently patted the crystal: “Wait for me.”

 

Golden-haired deity: Okay, okay, okay!!

 

I’m so obedient!

 

Yuanyuan restrained Feng Yu and looked back.

 

He saw the shallow golden crystal swaying back and forth, identical to the original divine fragments.

 

Yuanyuan wasn’t fond of divine fragments, but if the golden-haired deity was Xinghui’s younger brother—

 

Yuanyuan and the golden-haired deity locked eyes.

 

The golden-haired deity glared at him, seemingly considering if this crystal could ‘crush’ the guy.

 

Attempting to abduct a deity! He deserves the death penalty!!

 

Yuanyuan grinned, not looking at the golden-haired deity anymore, focusing on Xinghui as he walked among the instruments.

 

Many of the sophisticated instruments were unfamiliar to Xinghui.

 

He simply pulled out the gun from his waist.

 

“What’s next?”

 

The main culprit had been captured. Yuanyuan tightly controlled Feng Yu and asked Xinghui as if seeking instructions.

 

“Destroy this place.”

 

Xinghui spoke without hesitation.

 

Feng Yu’s eyes widened in rage, gasping and hoarsely speaking: “You can’t—”

 

Xinghui had already pulled the trigger, speaking calmly.

 

“Of course, I can.”

 

**Author’s Note:**

 

Golden-haired deity: Brother loves me the most! I’m the most obedient!

 

Yuanyuan: You call him brother, I call him wife. That’s my wife, wife, wife!

 

Golden-haired deity: … Damn it! 

 

**Entering the main plot, each chapter will try to add more content, aiming not to lag.**