Raising A Fallen God

Chapter 4

Moon struggled as he slowly sat up. He then carefully turned his head to the side desk's direction and saw a ceramic bowl steaming hot with congee in it. Moon touched the ceramic bowl and brought them to his palms.

Someone took him under their wings. Treated his wounds albeit not expertly, and cooked him a food. Moon doesn't know who his saviour is, but he could not feel any hostility.

His sixth sense is not tingling, and it only means that he is safe here.

But although his innate sense didn't detect any danger, that doesn't mean he can completely put his guard down.

He still wanted to know who was the one who unluckily saved him.

" Is anybody here? " Moon hoarsely asked out aloud.

His voice echoed throughout the quiet house but no one answered him.

The owner of the room has probably gone out of the house to do his business. Moon slowly moved his body and put his feet down to the ground before standing up. Moon walked out with the guide of a bamboo cane and looked around the whole house.

The whole house is full of nature's atmosphere. The house is made of green bamboos, when his feet touched the protruding bamboo floor. Moon felt like this house is a house of a royal family. Although the house was small, it was made with an excellent method and style.

Everything has intricate designs and wood carvings. The curtains were white and swayed with the air softly. Moon touched the fabric, it was soft and smooth.

Moon doesn't know which god resides this place. Thinking of who the owner of this small house, Moon snorted thinking that why would a god save a being like him, who everyone despises.

Moon sat down on the soft rattan sofa that has soft cushions to sit upon. Moon put down the congee in his hands and slowly held the spoon to begin eating.

He tasted the congee and narrowed his eyes as he savored it.

Moon scooped another spoon and ate. The blueish green haired man lowered his head and didn't show any expression but one could understand that he likes the food.

When he finished all the food in the bowl, Moon narrowed his eyes in contemplation.

" This god must have the title in his name as the God of Cooking. " Moon guessed randomly after tasting the wonderful meal.

Moon wanted to fill his bottomless stomach more with this food but decided not to. He can't be too rude in a place that was not even his territory.

Moreover, he couldn't move too much as he is still wounded. Moon took a big sigh as he rested his back on the backrest of the sofa.

What should he do to thank the god of cooking?

Should I offer my pearls to him?

Should I hunt some animals for him to cook?

How about fish?

I am better in the sea than in the mountains.

Before Moon could even stand up to return to his room. Moon suddenly felt a warm touch on his head. Moon immediately turned his head to the back but saw no one.

??

Moon furrowed his brows in confusion. Who was the one who had just touched his head?

Moon widened his eyes in disbelief. There is no way that someone could sneakily go behind him without any of his notice. He has a very strong sensing ability, even the movements of the sound waves in the air, he could still perfectly hear them clearly despite them being plenty of miles away from him.