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

It was nearly noon, and the diffuse fog gradually dissipated.

This is also the time when the crowds are the largest. People who have been suffocating all day come out of their homes for a rare breath of air. This is also the most lively moment in Fog City.

It has been a week since the city was closed, and people have become accustomed to always being on guard against those around them, lest they suddenly turn into monsters and "eat" them.

Fog City News has been reminding everyone to be careful of the fog, be careful of the monsters in the fog, and stay away from other people, but for fear of causing mass panic, they did not report the terrifying image of the monster to the public.

Although people have heard that there are monsters in the fog, most people still don’t know what the monster looks like.

Yang Yi wore a mask and walked on the street with Wei Changan and Chen Yushu, observing everything in Fog City.

Apart from the tense atmosphere and the panicked crowd, Yang Yi didn't find anything special, which made her a little disappointed.

She felt a little stressed.

The sincere request from Wucheng's leader, Professor Li's heavy sigh, the hurried passers-by on the street, and the panic expressions all made her feel a huge weight on her heart.

It was as if a weight that she had never thought of before was suddenly placed on her shoulders, and she was standing in a daze, and without warning, she collapsed under the weight.

She had a strange feeling in a daze: What am I doing here?

Shouldn't I work in Haibei City? what time is it now? Shouldn't I be sitting in front of the computer doing accounting? Check all the ledgers for that misplaced number after the decimal point?

Why am I here? What am I doing here?

Have I not returned to my secret base for days? Are the sweet-scented osmanthus blooming in full bloom there? The little purple flowers of Huang Jing must have been defeated long ago...

No one has been cleaning up the secret base in the past few days. Is it overgrown with weeds? Have new branches grown on my wicker chairs?

Countless inexplicable thoughts were floating in her mind. Walking on the unfamiliar streets of Fog City, she was in a trance and didn't know where she was, as if she was in a dream.

"I have no clue!" Wei Changan sighed.

Yang Yi suddenly woke up and realized where he was and what he was doing.

She suddenly understood her inner thoughts: She was thinking about the secret base again, but she was escaping.

Whenever the pressure is too much, she wants to run away.

She is used to letting herself get away from the present moment and go to a safe and calm place that no one knows, to soothe the feeling of being without a place in her heart that is always floating in the air, and to get rid of the panic of being wandering and helpless.

She never thought about being the "first awakened person", a "god on earth", or taking on a responsibility that she never dared to take nor wanted to take on. Her biggest dream was to be forgotten and let herself disappear. However, all sentient beings are hidden in the ordinary masses and become a drop of water in the waves of the ocean.

Now, she was lifted up by the waves and became a bright moon on the sea.

Does anyone care, do I like this or not? She thought like this in a daze.

But another thought arises: I have given you such power, but if you don’t do it, who will? This responsibility is not given to you, but to the lottery ticket you carry. Unless, you can give the lottery ticket to someone else...

"Are you just searching aimlessly?" Wei Changan was a little impatient.

The three of them walked to a park, where the vegetation was lush, sparsely populated, and the fog was thicker than elsewhere.

Suddenly, Yang Yi's expression changed and he froze: "Be careful! There is something in the fog!"

Wei Changan and Chen Yushu were facing formidable enemies.

There were rustling sounds coming from the woods, as if there were countless insects moving quickly, or like countless snakes crawling on the sand.

After a while, a long black shadow suddenly rushed out of the fog and rushed towards the three of them.

Even though they were prepared, they were still shocked by the appearance of this monster.

This is a long centipede-like monster - a centipede composed of human body, with countless arms, hands, legs and feet forming its feet.

And on its long body, countless eyes are scattered everywhere, and the mouth, nostrils, ears, belly buttons, hair and other organs grow in a tangled mess, forming an image that is more deformed and uncomfortable than a postmodern painting.

Before being attacked by it, just seeing its image caused a kind of psychological pollution.

A cold and numb feeling invaded Yang Yi's body.

Her neck felt stiff, and every time she raised her head she felt like a puppet in disrepair, and the blood all over her body seemed to have coagulated.

Even my thoughts became stiff.

hurry up! Once you get close to it, you will be fused and become a part of it!

Yang Yi screamed in her heart, her figure in the sea of ​​​​consciousness twisted, and the cold numbness on her body dissipated instantly.

With a flash of thought, the human centipede was cut into two pieces and fell to the ground.

After cutting off the monster's mental attack, Chen Yushu and Wei Chang'an also recovered. Countless blades and wind blades danced wildly in the air, and the human centipede was chopped into a pile of rotten flesh in an instant.

"These things are originally human beings..." Wei Changan said in a heavy tone.

The minced meat on the ground is still squirming, and countless flesh buds are swaying and growing like grass sprouting in spring, connecting with each other, and have the momentum to gather again.

This powerful vitality made the three people's hearts tremble at the same time.

"Old Chen! Your arm!" Wei Changan screamed strangely, his voice changing tone.

Yang Yi took a closer look and saw that a little finger had climbed up on Chen Yushu's elbow. At this moment, the little finger was frantically drilling into his flesh.

"Whoa!" A cold light flashed, half of his arm fell to the ground, and Chen Yushu screamed in pain.

It turned out that Chen Yushu actually used his metal ability to cut off his own arm.

Such decisiveness surprised Yang Yi.

"Quick! Yang Yi! Take him to the hospital! I'll clean up the mess!" Wei Changan shouted.

The situation was urgent. Yang Yi used his mental energy to pick up Chen Yushu and Broken Arm and rushed towards the hospital.

It was her first time in Wucheng, and she was not familiar with the geographical location at all. While hurriedly checking the address of the nearest hospital on her mobile phone, she watched the severed arm gradually being eroded and deformed.

She understood that Chen Yushu might be disabled this time.

Although she knew that the casualty rate of awakened people on the front line was very high, she still couldn't accept it for a while when the person next to her suddenly appeared as her own companion.

If only I could be more careful...

"Do you know?" Chen Yushu looked at the scenery passing below and endured the pain and whispered: "How jealous I am of you!"

Yang Yi looked at him in surprise. This man who had always been taciturn, this man who was even a little too arrogant in her eyes, actually told her that he was jealous of her under such circumstances.

"I'm jealous of your talent! I'm jealous that you don't have to work hard and you are born with such a powerful force! What requires hard work for us is just a thought for you." Chen Yushu looked at her with suppressed eyes. With an emotion.

"When I awakened, I was Class C - I was so excited at that time, thinking that I was transcending ordinary people and becoming a unique special case. In my 25 years of ordinary life, I finally stopped being an ordinary person and became a person with super powers! "

"Then I was absorbed into the Awakened Administration, where I met many other outstanding awakened people. I found out that I was rated C-level - but I was full of confidence. I knew that as long as I relied on hard work and hard work, I could rely on one time. With another breakthrough, I will always become B-level, and I may even become the unique A-level, and I will become the top one among the awakened ones."

His severed arm was tightly clamped by Yang Yi's telekinesis to prevent excessive blood loss, but his face was still pale and drops of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Stop talking, wait until you are better." Yang Yi whispered. She had found the address of the hospital, determined the direction, and flew over quickly.

Chen Yushu ignored her and continued venting: "But you appeared at this time. You may not even know that the scene of you punching the sea monster back into the sea shocked the awakened people at that time... ...Especially the Fire Demon incident - you have shattered many awakened people's expectations for the future. Your talent is a mockery of those who work hard, and your existence is a mockery of other awakened people!"

Yang Yi was speechless and didn't know what to say for a moment.

She had never thought about the problem from this perspective.

Seeing her innocent and even helpless look, Chen Yushu suddenly became excited:

"Yes! What I hate the most is your appearance, as if all this is just like this to you - you want to say, I don't want this either, right! Why are you so pretentious? With such a powerful power, you should Act like you are superior! You should be arrogant, even arrogant, and look down on everyone! The more ordinary you appear, the more incompetent, mediocre, and stupid we who work hard to rise to the next level are. …”

After leaving Chen Yushu to the doctor, Yang Yi almost ran away.

When he came to the place where the monster appeared again, Wei Changan had already burned the monster to ashes.

"How is Old Chen?" Wei Changan asked. It was obvious that he really cared about this taciturn colleague.

Yang Yi thought of the twisted broken arm, "Maybe it will be disabled..." she said in a low voice.

Wei Changan felt very heavy and didn't say much.

The two continued walking in the direction of thick fog. Yang Yi carefully observed the surrounding situation while thinking about Chen Yushu.

Finally, she couldn't help but speak: "Chen Yushu said that he was very jealous of me and my talent, because I can get everything easily without working hard...while others need to work hard to break through to the next level..."

Wei Changan glanced at her in surprise, then smiled calmly and spread his hands: "Isn't this obvious? Who is not jealous of you?"

"you also?"

"Of course." Wei Changan deliberately said in an exclamatory tone: "S level! You will be S level when you wake up. How can you not make people jealous with such a talent?"

He shrugged, making the atmosphere less solemn, and said in a humorous tone: "You haven't even tasted the taste of hard work... You know that you are stuck at the bottleneck. You have tried your best to absorb dark matter, but your body is like a sieve. What does it feel like to not be able to control energy? Do you know what it feels like to work hard to purify energy, trying to reduce impurities in your body and make your moves more powerful, but you get half the result with half the effort?"

Yang Yi never thought about it, she didn't even realize these problems.

She absorbs and purifies dark matter energy as easily as eating and drinking. She never thinks this is a problem. Why would anyone find it difficult to eat and drink?

"I once asked Professor Wu from the Awakened Person Evaluation Institute. I asked him how likely it was for an ordinary awakened person to reach S level. I remember that he patted me on the shoulder and told me that sometimes talent is more important than hard work. .

"I didn't give up and asked him again, what is the state of S-class? He said that you have never asked him any questions about the absorption, conversion and use of dark matter. It is probably like instinct. This may be the state of S-class. .”

"You see, everyone yearns for Rome, but some people are Rome themselves. How can this not make people jealous?"

Yang Yi was silent. She didn't know that she was like this to other awakened people.

$$

After patrolling along the mountain with Wei Changan, she faintly felt that the mist seemed a little sticky, not physically, but in terms of feeling.

This feeling lasted until nightfall.

At night, this city has completely turned into a "ghost town". Only the light from the windows of various communities proves that there are still people living in this city.

Empty highways, deserted streets, street lamps emitting cold light lonely in the lingering fog, occasionally one or two dogs barking from the distance, breaking the silence of the night.

Yang Yi stood in the fog condensed high in the sky, overlooking the city.

If all the reasons came from the fog, then personally immersing herself in the thickest fog was the only way she could think of at the moment.

Her telekinesis slowly spread out like running water, stretching its soft tentacles into the mist.

More telepathy flowed along the flow of the mist, and gradually, the entire city was covered by her telepathy.

Even if the cause of the monster's formation cannot be found for the time being, dealing with the monsters that have already formed can make the city a little safer.

As she thought this way, her telepathy spread faster.

But somewhere she didn't notice, an invisible slime seeped out of the mist, squirming and approaching her body in mid-air as if it were alive.

The mucus quietly passed through the mental barrier and gradually penetrated into the skin.

Yang Yi was originally concentrating on using her telekinesis to explore the entire city, searching for traces of monsters. Suddenly, her expression became confused and she fell into a trance.

She seemed to see the mist suddenly become extremely thick, twisting and forming countless weird images.

One moment it was a deformed monster formed from various human tissues, another moment it was the desperate curse of the fire demon before his death, another moment there were countless mummies crawling towards her under the altar, and another moment it actually formed the image of a little boy wearing a red T-shirt...

Oh, it was the little boy under the altar in the misty town—she vaguely remembered who this was.

After a moment, the little boy began to squirm again. A hand stretched out from his body, and then his head popped out. Like a parasitic fetus, an adult figure grew out of the child.

Yang Yi was shocked and had a bad premonition.

She stared at the newly grown figure, and saw him slowly turning around and giving her a sincere and shy smile.

It's Chris.