More Like Him

"Who?"

Monkey's pupils shrank. On the spot, every golden hair on his body exploded out, and he perfectly performed the difficult feat of jumping three feet high, nimbly shooting up onto the roof beam.

His wary gaze swept the surroundings, and he said in a low voice, "Who's playing at gods and ghosts? Come out, now!"

The great hall was deathly quiet. That voice did not appear again.

Monkey crouched upside down on the beam of the great hall, his alert eyes sweeping left and right, all around the hall, but he did not see a single figure.

"No one. Could I have heard wrong?"

Monkey had originally not believed for a second that he had heard wrong, because that voice had been too clear, too real.

But wherever his gaze reached, he had practically looked over the entire temple hall, inside and out, and still had not seen a single figure. Aside from the sounds made by rats, there was no other noise.

"No, you did not hear wrong. There was a voice speaking."

That voice laughed loudly. "As for playing at gods and ghosts... This god is a god to begin with, so why would I need to play at one?"

Following the voice, Monkey abruptly looked toward that divine statue and swallowed. "You... could it be you speaking?"

He had already been wandering in Human Race territory for several months, and with his inborn sacred nature, quick wit, and extraordinary intelligence, he had learned human speech.

Buzz!

This Golden-Armored Divine Being held a Golden Whip and wore golden armor, looking dazzlingly gold and exceptionally mighty.

At that moment, spiritual light flashed in both eyes as he looked toward him. "What do you think?"

Monkey jumped down from the roof beam and stared blankly up at that divine