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

The smile at the corner of Yang Yi's mouth became brighter and wider, and the corners of his mouth pulled upward in a weird way:

"Cousin, my dear cousin, my stupid cousin, do you know how much I want to kill you? In countless dreams, I took a knife and slashed you one by one, cutting you into pieces. I have even found where industrial strong acid can be obtained anonymously. Not only your skin and flesh, but also your bones will turn into slag. You will completely disappear from this world, as if you have never appeared... What? You Are you scared? Look, your face is pale..."

Not only was everything in the room trembling slightly, but the temperature also began to drop. A layer of white frost hung on the glass door, and ice flowers slowly condensed on the smooth coffee table.

Yang Ze has obviously been "condensed" in the air and cannot move, but if anyone can see him at this moment, they will find that his whole body is trembling. His dark-skinned face was as frightened as a dead man.

Yang Yiwu smiled to himself, with a weird and nervous smile: "What does this mean? This is the easiest way for you to die. I have also thought of other ways to kill you. I specially watched "Chinese and Foreign Torture" "Encyclopedia" - You are so lucky, this is a book I read just for you - How about Ling Chi? First wrap a fishing net tightly around you, and then use a sharp knife - a dull knife is better and more It hurts - slowly cut off the protruding flesh. What do you want to do with your own flesh? Feed it to dogs? Feed it to rats? Feed it to yourself? I have only imagined this way of death three or four times...

"By the way, speaking of rats," she seemed to suddenly remember a fun thing, her tone became more excited and her eyes brightened, "There is a rat torture method that is most suitable for you! First, put it in a box with an opening at one end. Mouse, fasten the open end to your body, which part? For example, the belly, the face is fine, the lower body is better! Then light a fire on the box to heat up the box, so that the mice in the box can escape for their lives. They will dig holes in you, drill and drill into your body, until they get into your belly..."

Suddenly, there was a sound of water droplets falling on the ground, "tick-tick-tick-", and then the water droplets became more and more, faster and faster, and a smell of urine floated in the air.

Yang Yi opened his eyes slightly and looked at Yang Ze, "Ah, look, you also think this rat torture is fun, right?"

"There is also a more lasting method. I will fix you and give you a mental pump - this way, no matter how much I torture you or how painful your body is, you will not faint and you will always stay awake. .Then where to start? How about cutting off your thing first..."

Her face suddenly twitched, and the over-the-top smile looked extremely weird on her face, "...and now, you actually dare to come to me? You actually dare to ask me for conditions? You actually want to borrow my light, To gain fame and fortune? Are you crazy? Or am I crazy?"

She leaned closer to this disgusted face and looked at him carefully, as if looking at a strange thing she had never seen before.

However, the smell of urine was really unpleasant. Yang Yi slowly straightened up, and the weird smile on his face slowly turned into indifference.

Amidst the slight trembling of everything, the atmosphere in the room froze into substance, cold and sticky, like a river covered with countless frosts and flowing with difficulty.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you?"

She slowly sat on the sofa, resting her head on her right hand, as if she was extremely tired. Her eyes were blurred, and she was mumbling to herself, not as if she was talking to anyone, but as if she was talking to herself.

"Because you're not worth it. You can't get your hands dirty for such a thing... for such a piece of... shit... to cross that line... It's not worth it, not worth it at all..." She murmured softly. road.

Yang Ze suddenly felt that the power that restrained him disappeared. He shivered and looked at the monster in front of him in horror. He moved his body secretly and carefully, leaving traces of urine on the ground until he discovered She didn't stop him, he immediately ran out, rolling and crawling, escaping as fast as he could in his life.

The trembling in the room changed from rapid to slow. Gradually, the sofa, coffee table, hanging paintings, walls, and floor all stopped trembling, and even the dust particles in the air fell back to the ground.

Yang Yi sat there without moving for a long time, as if he had solidified into a statue.

She could punish him at will, send him to jail in any way, or even be more cruel, kill him, cut his body into pieces, and mash him into meat paste. This was easy for her, but what happened after she did it?

It is precisely because it is so easy for her that she cannot do it and must restrain herself.

Power produces rights, and rights produce infinitely expanding desires. Unchecked desires are evil.

She didn't want to cross that line, and because it was so easy for her, she couldn't cross it.

Nothing will happen if a bucket of sewage is discharged into a clear pool, but once you think that nothing will happen if you discharge sewage, you will allow more sewage to be discharged.

I am a human being. A normal person, she thought.

And she needs to be a normal person in the eyes of others, a person with a bottom line, and a person with principles, so that people will not be afraid of her and regard her as a lunatic with unpredictable behavior, a lunatic without reason, and a person who has been raped because of her past experiences. Tormented mentally ill patients.

She wants to be a normal person, someone who can be trusted, someone who can use common sense and logic to speculate, someone who is morally moderate, someone who has weaknesses, someone who can threaten - a humanoid weapon that can be mastered .

Enough, this is enough, as long as she realizes that she has this power, this ability, and the ability to do it at any time, it is enough.

Just like the rich man she told Chen Huanyue, he didn't mind wearing rags, being pushed around, looked down upon, scolded, and driven away by others. Not only did he not mind, he actually got pleasure from it, because he knew that his family He is a wealthy person, and as long as he wants, he can make these people regret it at any time.

What she wants is not to see her enemy suffer, not revenge itself, but a sense of control, a sense of power, and absolute freedom of consciousness.

She doesn’t need status, power, or even great strength; what she needs is something that can only be obtained through great strength, and something that can’t be obtained without great strength: this is the aloof and peaceful consciousness of power. ! This is the most complete definition of freedom!

Just realizing that she can control the fate of others, that she is powerful and free, is enough satisfaction.

No, no, that's not enough.

She must not only be able to control the fate of others, but also be able to control herself and her infinitely expanding desire instinct - only in this way can she suppress the increasingly violent turmoil in her heart...