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

She was much bolder in the dream than in reality. She dropped the water pipe, jumped into Chris's arms, put her arms around his neck, pulled his tall body down, kissed his forehead, his blue eyes, and then her sexy lips.

"I know, Chris. But I can't go see you," she said.

"My dear, your heart is colder than ice and harder than steel." He looked down at her, with deep eyes under his high eyebrows. "If you lower your head and look, you will find that those who need to be saved need to be saved." Not only them, but also me, give me some of your compassion for everyone..."

Yang Yi felt extremely guilty. He always aroused her emotions. Whenever she saw him, her heart would beat uncontrollably. Her eyes could not leave his face. Every second she moved away, she thought it was... Your own losses are your own faults.

He was once her most beautiful and most anticipated dream...

Yang Yi felt sour in his heart and was about to say something when he saw Chris transform into a black snake and pounce. Its eyes were red, its triangular snake head revealed its dangerous venom, and the swirling patterns on its body made people dizzy.

Yang Yi turned his head to avoid the attack and found that he had also turned into a snake head. They share a body, a familiar two-headed snake.

The garden full of flowers has also turned into a swamp forest that is dark all year round. There are strange sounds in the dark forest, as if some ghost is peeping in the dark.

"What are you thinking about?" Xiao Yang Yi scolded loudly, "He is about to swallow us up. You idiot, you haven't thought of a way yet!"

Only then did Yang Yi realize that within a few days, his snake head had grown larger than before.

She is clearly the soul of this body, but her snake head actually stretches out from his huge neck like a parasite, as if the evil god fragment is the owner of the body, and she is the parasite.

"Idiot! If you hadn't insisted on showing off last time, we wouldn't have fallen into this situation!" Xiao Yang Yi was very angry, "Look at the consequences of your hypocrisy! We will be swallowed by Him! We will die! "

The triangular snakehead looked down at her, his blood-red eyes looking indifferent, bloodthirsty, and contemptuous, as if looking at an insignificant insect.

He opened his fangs and huge mouth, bit off a piece of meat from Yang Yi's body, and swallowed it slowly and methodically.

She was slowly weakening.

When Yang Yi absorbed the source of life, the Evil God fragments were shared because he was the real owner of the source of life. On the contrary, Yang Yi was able to use the source of life because he was partially fused with him and exposed to his light.

When the big snake head completely swallows the little snake head into its belly, it will be when she is fused with the evil god's fragments and loses herself.

At that time, there was no such person as Yang Yi in the world, there was only a new evil god carrying Yang Yi's body.

Xiao Yang Yi did not scold her this time. She told the consequences directly: "At least for your hypocrisy, Yang Yi, think of a way! If we die, He will hold our bodies and do more than I can control this body." Something more physical - all humans are His food!

"The real evil god has not yet awakened. The arrival of dark matter is just a sign of the evil god's followers opening up territories for their master. At least humanity still has a glimmer of hope.

"However, this evil god fragment gave birth to self-awareness, and he is not willing to be taken back by the evil god. For this purpose, after we are swallowed, he will immediately increase his power and absorb all intelligent life in the world! Then leave this desolation Planet, looking for the next dining table..."

Yang Yi woke up suddenly.

The bedside table lamp was on, illuminating the white sheets, making them look pale. The night air in Britain was cold, and she didn't cover herself with a quilt before going to bed, causing goosebumps to appear in layers.

Darkness enveloped this country house, as if a huge crisis enveloped the entire earth.

If... one day, the people in this hut will turn into a ball of energy, just like a match, which will dissipate lightly after burning.

Countless people in the house, countless people like Thomas and Miranda, will become a match, a ball of fuel.

The entire earth will become a dining table filled with delicious food, just waiting for a gluttonous eater to have a full meal and leave in style - He will not even leave any leftovers.

Yang Yi was cold and numb. Just waking up from her dream, her brain was still stuck in the intertwined time and space between reality and the black forest. She felt as if she was still dreaming, as if everything Xiao Yang Yi predicted was just an illusory dream, not reality.

But she immediately woke up, and she jumped down to the ground with bare feet. The "History of Western Art" followed her movements and fell to the ground with a clatter, sounding like an earthquake in the silent night.

Yang Yi didn't notice that she was running around in circles in the bedroom in vain, her heart beating wildly, like a crazy drummer beating a big drum desperately; her hands could not stop shaking like a Parkinson's patient. Her body felt cold and hot for a while, as if she had fallen into a hole in the ice, and then been thrown into a fire.

The desk lamp illuminated a small area, and she paced back and forth at the junction of light and darkness, her steps quick. Suddenly, she thought she was not in reality, but in a long fantasy - this dream was so long. , actually started from birth and has not ended until now.

Why? Why? Why? why me? …

Countless "whys" were rising, wandering, and dancing in her heart, and she couldn't think about it.

Why me?

Why am I responsible for all this?

Yes, it's just an accident, an accident with extremely low probability.

Just like a lottery ticket, the evil god fragment accidentally came to the earth, accidentally selected her as a newborn, and accidentally developed self-awareness. Thus, countless accidents formed the unstoppable torrent that has transformed her, her life, and the entire earth. They were all dragged in and flowed to an unknown place...

what to do? How can I do?

How do I defeat Him? How do I stop Him?

Her thoughts were like leaves in a typhoon, flying wildly in the air, but she couldn't catch them.

She wanted some advice, but found she couldn't turn to anyone. Even if she tells the truth, who will trust her? Even if someone trusts her, who can really help her?

Didn't she take advantage of her identity to get tested at the Bureau of Oral Administration? Have so many scientific instruments detected it?

If she seeks help from a psychiatrist, they will only think that she is crazy and that she has schizophrenia, splitting not only an "it" but also a "he".

No one can help her.

Only herself, always only herself.

Yang Yi stopped. She felt difficulty breathing, as if the air around her had disappeared. She was like a fish thrown ashore, breathing heavily, but becoming more and more suffocated. The spacious space suddenly became cramped, and the surrounding walls kept pressing on her...

She suddenly understood that in this lonely universe, people would always face everything alone.