After becoming a god on earth, I always want to lie down

Yang Yi's heart skipped a beat, knowing that he had discovered something abnormal about his body. I'm afraid I realized something was wrong when I rescued her - her recovery speed was too fast.

But she was still very grateful to him. He didn't leave her alone. He even hired a doctor for her and waited until she recovered from her injuries before driving her away. Such kindness was enough.

Yang Yi stopped Miranda who was about to speak for her and said with a smile: "Thank you for taking me in these days. I'm really grateful, but now it's really time for me to leave."

She looked at Miranda sincerely, "I like the name Frieza, thank you, Miranda." She hugged the old woman a little unfamiliarly, feeling a little sour in her heart.

The perfume Miranda sprayed had a light bluegrass scent, and the warm fragrance passed into her nose from between her collar. She felt a bit familiar in a daze - but she knew that this was just an illusion.

How happy it would be if my mother were her... An idea suddenly appeared in her mind, and then she felt funny at her outrageous idea.

"Miranda, I'm going to miss you," she said.

She smiled, turned around and walked out of the small country garden, as alone as when she came.

"Friza, wait a minute." Miranda called to stop her, and the look she looked at Thomas changed from kind to stern, "Mr. Thomas!"

"We can't keep her, her origins are a mystery, and she has many secrets..." Thomas explained a few words rarely.

"I know, I'm not a fool," Miranda said, "but this girl isn't a bad person, I can see that."

Thomas shrugged noncommittally.

"No matter what, you can't let a young single girl walk out without even a penny on her! Where's your demeanor? Thomas!" Miranda said sternly.

Thomas raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "Okay, okay, damn gentlemanly behavior! I will give her money and send her to a safe place. I will send her wherever she wants to go!" He entered the room angrily. Go, Tims quickly followed him with his tail between his legs.

Yang Yi was neither walking nor standing, hesitant and restless.

Before she came, the relationship between the two should have been very harmonious. In her opinion, they even looked like a kind mother and a rebellious son. But now, the two of them were actually quarreling over her, and she felt extremely guilty.

Miranda held her hand and said, "Let Thomas take you there. Do you have somewhere to go?"

Yang Yi quickly said: "Yes, yes. Thank you, Miranda, don't do it because of me..."

Thomas came out with a stinky face, "Let's go!" He interrupted her and walked to the garage with his car keys and wallet.

Yang Yi had no choice but to get into the car and sit in the back seat. The figure of the old woman in the rearview mirror gradually became smaller and blurred.

It wasn't until she was out of sight that she looked back and found that Thomas had been silently observing her through the rearview mirror.

"So - where are you going?" Thomas looked away and asked calmly.

Yang Yi opened his mouth and was silent for a moment.

She knows nothing about this place, and she doesn’t even have an identity now. Going to the city will only make her more visible. The best result is that she will be treated as a smuggler, and the worst result is that she will be captured by some underground organization and used as a human body. Experiment... Moreover, she really likes the countryside here, with few people and beautiful environment.

The most important thing is that the fragments of the evil god in her body are always threatening her existence. If this is the last time of her life, she just wants to be alone and die alone.

Thomas stared at her from the rearview mirror with a slightly mocking look in his eyes, without urging her.

It seemed that losing her power gave her some inspiration. Suddenly, an idea emerged silently: Now, at least she can prove her fearlessness!

She hates her own cowardice the most. If she can still be braver than when she has great power when her mental power is almost zero, wouldn't that just prove that she is not cowardly?

She wants to prove to herself that she is not excellent because of Wei Li, but that Wei Li is excellent because of her!

As soon as this arrogant idea came up, even she was surprised.

However, just as a spark can start a prairie fire, this spark can't be stopped when it comes out. An arrogant passion prompts her to act immediately, without looking forward or backward, without hesitation, without thinking back, without reflection. No need to even doubt it!

Go kill that panther! The panther that nearly killed her.

An ordinary earthly creature, not a strange creature, with no superpowers, only sharp claws and an agile body - more importantly, it offended her when she lost her superpowers and gave her setbacks. She must Take back your dignity with your own hands!

This idea attracted her like a fascination, and she found several reasons why she had to do this:

First, she does not have strong mental power now. She belongs entirely to herself - yes, she never thought that power belonged to herself before, but belonged to... a responsibility, an obligation, a mission, and a service to the whole world. What kind of metaphysical things exist for human beings - she only keeps and uses them temporarily, and cannot abuse them. It's like a position. She just happened to be put on the shelf and took that position.

If she still had that ability, she would not dare to take risks personally, because at that time, even her life would not only belong to herself, but also involve more people. But now, she was completely her own, she had stepped down from this position, she was free.

If she died under the claws of the black panther, it would only be her own loss, and would not cause the loss of more people.

Second, she had to prove herself. Prove that you have courage. As an ordinary person, you have the courage to go to the tiger mountain knowing that there are tigers in the mountain. Prove that you are not a coward! In the past, when faced with danger, even if she was afraid, her great power always gave her confidence.

But now, she has no confidence. She is just an ordinary person. At best, she is an ordinary person whose wounds heal quickly. Isn't this a great opportunity to prove her courage? Isn’t courage just knowing you might lose but still moving forward?

Third... She searched for reasons for her irrational impulses, but she couldn't find any. But it doesn't matter, these two reasons are enough.

She became excited and felt that this idea was not an inexplicable impulse, but the result of careful consideration.

Suddenly, in this impulsive energy, a small bubble quietly emerged from the corner: when she had great power, she was submissive and did not dare to abuse it easily; but when she lost her great power, she became arrogant and went out of her way to prove this great power. It is because of her that I am strong. How ridiculous!

But then, the tiny bubble quickly dissipated.

"Just put me near the forest." She said with strange joy in her voice.

Thomas was a little surprised, then he seemed to think of something, sneered, and without asking for a reason, he turned the steering wheel and drove towards the forest.

Near the edge of the forest, the bushes were so thick that the car could no longer move forward.

"Mr. Thomas, thank you again for your help. Goodbye!"

Yang Yi was supported by excitement in her heart. She thanked Thomas and got out of the car and walked towards the dense forest.

"I say, this lady!" A head with brown curly hair leaned out of the window, and Thomas emphasized again: "Do you really have nothing else to say?"

Yang Yi turned around, hesitated, and with confusion, praised in a questioning tone: "You are such a good person!?"

Thomas felt as if he had swallowed a fly, and waved his hand, "Let's go, let's go, I wish you luck, miss!"

So, Yang Yi walked quickly towards the forest, seeming to be summoned by something.

In the dark green shade in the distance, the figure of the white knitted pullover gradually blurred. Thomas looked at it coldly, but finally couldn't help shouting: "Don't forget, there is a panther in there! There are other wild animals!" "

The slender figure waved his hand from a distance, and the last bit of white disappeared.

Thomas frowned, showing a hint of worry, then sneered and murmured: "It's just a trick!"

Although he said this, he did not start the car and leave immediately. Instead, he turned on the car music. Beethoven's "Pathétique" sounded, and the passionate music flowed in the car.

He leaned on the seat with his arms folded, half-squinting his eyes, and occasionally glanced at the forest, waiting for the figure to finally lose control of his fear and turn around to come back.