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

Send the newly built human ecological base to the Yellow Sand Planet; protect scientists to take samples, photograph and study the alien ruins on the Blood Moon Planet; visit and supervise the progress of the National Awakening Plan accompanied by experts; go to the Alien Biology Research Institute to observe the progress of alien biology research... In general, Yang Yi is very busy.

This kind of busyness often made her feel puzzled. She was obviously just a layman in these professional fields, and it would be a compliment to say that she had some knowledge of them. However, she still had absolute authority in these fields.

She knew they didn't need her to understand, or even her help, all they needed was her attitude.

So she tried to intervene as little as possible and imitated the leaders on TV, just responding to "um" and "ah" calls, being a steady person who seemed very busy and nothing could be done without her, but in her own opinion she was doing nothing at all.

The irony is that everyone around her thinks that she is the one who pushed all this forward. The current world peace is attributed to her, the great plan of alien immigration is attributed to her, the research plan for universal awakening is attributed to her... Wherever she goes, everyone looks at her with awe and love, sometimes to the point of fanaticism that gives her goose bumps.

"The nuclear bomb does not need to explode. Its existence itself represents everything." Director Zhou once said to her.

Held a remote meeting with the United Nations this morning to discuss how to deal with the dereliction of duty by UN Secretary-General Andrew Wilder and Interpol Director Kevin Hew.

At the beginning, various countries took this opportunity to push their own people to the top, but Yang Yi remained silent. After some open and covert fighting, the host carefully asked Yang Yi for his opinion.

Yang Yi spoke the truth. She thought that the fault this time was not entirely due to the dereliction of duty of the Secretary-General and the Director of Interpol. The United Nations guard force was weak, and the original department structure could not cope with the world after the arrival of dark matter. Relevant security measures should be added... In the end, as expected, Yang Yi's opinion was used as the result of the handling.

It was already noon when the meeting ended, and Yang Yi and Feng Liancheng walked out of the building.

The remaining autumn heat was still overwhelming, the automatic door opened, and the heat wave hit us in the face.

"I often feel that the work I do is meaningless," said Yang Yi.

"What kind of job is meaningful? Raising wild boars? Growing mushrooms?" Feng Liancheng asked jokingly, yawning as he drank a cup of coffee.

"That's fine." Yang Yi didn't mind him always teasing her about this. "I need to move my hands and feet, work down to earth, and create visible fruits of my labor - the pigs grow fat, the chickens lay more and more eggs, and the mushrooms grow one after another... Only then can I feel a sense of accomplishment, instead of being like this now. My work seems very important, I have great power, and I am very impressive, but in fact I don't know what I have done, and whether all this is really meaningful."

"A real industrialist!" Feng Liancheng gave a thumbs up, "I can't do that. I feel miserable when I think about sweating all day and being with pigs and chickens that can't communicate. If there is no Internet, my God, what's the difference between that and being in jail?" His face wrinkled, as if he was thinking of some unbearable situation.

"On the contrary, I feel relaxed and comfortable." Yang Yi smiled and looked into the distance dimly. "They praised me to the skies, but I always feel like I'm in the clouds, floating in the air, with my feet unable to touch the ground."

"You are always unhappy anyway. The unhappiness now is always happier than the unhappiness before." Feng Liancheng comforted her like a tongue twister and yawned loudly again.

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, looking at the coffee in his hand, "You stayed up late again?"

"Can you not stay up late? I have to work as your secretary part-time and do my main job at the same time. Just split me in half!" Feng Liancheng poured the coffee into his mouth in one gulp.

"There are plenty of people who can replace you in your job, but not everyone can be my secretary." Yang Yi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Are you sure you don't want to be my secretary full-time?"

She had already planned to leave all the work to him.

Feng Liancheng thought hard and sighed, "Well, okay! Actually, ever since Director Zhou told me that the secretary's salary is several times higher than mine, I have been a little shaken..."

After the two parted, Yang Yi met Zhang Ningning on the way back to the dormitory. She was rushing to the cafeteria.

"Yiyi, have you eaten yet?" Zhang Ningning greeted her when she saw her, "Let's go eat together?"

Yang Yi hesitated for a moment and agreed.

"How are you going to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival?" Zhang Ningning held the food tray and winked at her, "With Chris?"

"Mid-Autumn Festival? So soon?" Yang Yi was a little surprised.

She was not very sensitive to dates and did not realize that the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching.

Mid-Autumn Festival? A day for family reunion... A trace of disgust appeared on her face.

"You've been living a muddled life." Zhang Ningning seemed to sense her unhappiness and immediately invited her to her home to celebrate the holiday. "Ever since I told my parents about how you saved Amy, they've been very curious about you and have wanted to meet you for a long time!"

Yang Yi wanted to refuse, but suddenly she became curious about a normal family - she already knew from Zhang Ningning that she was the only daughter in the family, her father was a university professor, and her mother was a doctor. Zhang Ningning had a smooth life since she was a child and had hardly suffered any grievances.

That’s why I’m so cheerful and happy… There is always a small group of people like this in life, full of enthusiasm for life, full of curiosity about everything, and full of hope for the future…

How lucky they are...

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yang Yi went home with Zhang Ningning to celebrate the festival.

Before leaving, she thought it would be impolite to enter empty-handed, but Zhang Ningning dragged her into the car and took her home.

Zhang's parents had already prepared for the visit at home, with all kinds of food in the kitchen. They were not too nervous towards Yang Yi, but showed the parental warmth to their daughter's friends who came to play at home, which made Yang Yi feel relaxed.

Zhang Ningning was very casual at home. She picked and chose from the fruit plate on the table and threw an apple to Yang Yi.

"My parents started preparing for you two days ago, and the refrigerator is full. We almost never cook at home. My dad eats in the university cafeteria, my mom eats in the hospital cafeteria, and I ate in the cafeteria with them when I was a child. After I started working, I ate in our company cafeteria. I have a bad fate with cafeterias in this life!" She said this to Yang Yi secretly, but her voice was actually quite loud, and her tone was filled with a coquettish complaint.

Zhang's father heard it and laughed, "Didn't you praise the food in your company's cafeteria?"

"We can't eat that every day! By the way, our stove is barely turned on once a week, and I don't trust your cooking skills!"

"How difficult is cooking? Can it be harder than an experiment? Can it be harder than surgery? Just follow the recipe step by step!" Aunt Zhang is full of confidence.

Yang Yi looked over and saw several brand new cookbooks on the kitchen countertop, with some signs of having been flipped through.

"It's okay for you two to cook a home-cooked meal, but it looks like you're going to prepare a feast!" Zhang Ningning walked towards the kitchen and Yang Yi followed her in.

Zhang Ningning and Yang Yi helped pick and cut vegetables, while Zhang's father and mother asked some small questions, such as whether they were busy at work, whether they were tired, whether the alien creatures were scary, etc.

Zhang's parents followed the recipe strictly and prepared a feast, which actually looked OK. Zhang Ningning commented that it was not as good as the one in the cafeteria. After tasting it, Zhang's parents refused to admit that it was not as good as the restaurant, but better than the cafeteria.

Yang Yi used her telekinesis to cover her mouth and esophagus as usual, but the food tasted like chewing wax. Zhang's father and mother asked her opinion, and she said, "It's delicious and tastes like home."

Even though she had never experienced what home tasted like.

She stood in the shadows like a voyeur, cautiously peeping at other people's happiness.

Will I get such happiness one day?

This thought suddenly occurred to Yang Yi, but she extinguished it in time.