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

'idiot! A few days ago, I swore that I had a heart! Now it is easily shattered by two words. This is your so-called belief. If you can't stand being an evil god, then die quickly and give up your body to me! Oh my god, you can actually transcend humans and become gods directly? This is simply... so exciting...' It was so excited that it almost jumped.

Yang Yi came back to his senses, and his numb and cold thoughts relaxed a little.

'What are you going to do with this evil god? ' Yang Yi murmured and asked. She didn't know why she asked, as if she wanted to get out of this state.

'Do whatever you want, do whatever you want! I am already a god. There is nothing in the entire universe that can limit me. I am completely free! '

If it were controlling the body, it would probably be dancing excitedly at this moment. It laughed crazily and said, 'This is also your pursuit, the true pursuit in your heart, what you dare not admit, the true self that you fear! A true wish that can only be fulfilled by me! Ha ha ha ha……"

Interrupted by it, Yang Yi's thoughts finally came back, like a frozen river gradually thawing in winter. Although it was still cold, it also began to flow.

Hmm—if it were the evil god, that would make sense.

She thought so.

This idea gave her an inspiration - what about the other person in the body? What is He? Why are the colonists prevented from speaking the name of the evil god? He was afraid that the evil god would focus his attention on this place! He was afraid that the real evil god would discover Him!

Then I must not be the evil god, and he must have some relationship with the evil god, so that those alien races mistook him for the evil god!

This may be the correct answer!

The thawed river flowed faster and faster, her thoughts became smoother and smoother, and her stiff body regained its temperature. She had never felt so lucky. Her eyes felt warm, sore and swollen, and then she realized that she was crying with joy.

"It's that colonial tribe." Yang Yi said to Wade with a smile, his smile more relaxed than ever before, "It called your Lord's name."

"Where is it?"

"Killed by me."

Although he was confused about her ups and downs of emotions, Wade was overjoyed when he heard this, "I knew that our goals were the same!"

Yang Yi was noncommittal and shook his head lightly, "So many people have died. My purpose is to kill you. You actually think that we are the same kind of people. It's really strange..."

Her tone was very soft. The thoughts that suddenly passed by her just now, even though they only lasted a few seconds, seemed to her like she had experienced decades of ups and downs in her life. It almost consumed all her strength. She was very tired. Lost interest in talking.

"Why am I wasting my time here with an executioner?" she seemed to be asking herself, preparing to leave.

Wade smiled sadly: "Executioner? Yes, they now call me the executioner, the murderer, the crazy cultist..."

Suddenly, he became excited and shouted: "Who am I an executioner? What am I a criminal? If we talk about murder, Hitler killed six million people, Napoleon killed 6.5 million people, and Genghis Khan even killed two people. Billions of people, but they are all regarded as heroes and great men!

"Presidents of the Akha country, they sent tens of millions of soldiers to the battlefield, they invaded other countries, just to open up sales for the military-industrial complex behind the 'political aid', just for some dark oil, just to publicize even them They don’t even believe in freedom and democracy! As long as they use a beautiful slogan, they can kill people with peace of mind. What do they think of morality and conscience? It’s just a beautiful dress that can be changed at any time. They never take it seriously. Thing! They are aloof, think they are the masters of mankind, and play with human lives through politics. The masses are just worthless bugs in their eyes.

"Why don't you look carefully at their expressions on TV? Do they have conscience in their eyes? Do they have morality? If you ask them about their morality and conscience, they will even laugh at you! Just because they have the power and the right to speak, they They can kill people justly and righteously, and people will still admire them and praise them!

"Yang Yi, what am I doing for? It's for the future of the earth! It's for the survival of mankind! If I succeed, I will be the hero of the new human race! A great man! Human beings in the future will praise my name day and night, and they will My deeds will always be publicized in textbooks!”

Wade finally lost his gentle expression, his face turned red with excitement, and he looked at Yang Yi with brave, fearless and fanatical eyes, like a warrior who sacrificed his life for his ideals, a saint who was willing to suffer for his faith.

After hearing Wade's impassioned speech, Yang Yi suddenly understood a fact in his tired mind:

It turns out that she is an ordinary person.

Even if she possesses power far beyond that of ordinary people, even if she gains power comparable to that of a god, she will never be able to become such a "hero" mentally. In order to achieve their ideals and goals, these "heroes" can regard everything on the road as an obstacle and human life as a bug. They are fanatical believers in ideals and practitioners of ideas, but they are not "people" themselves.

And she has a weak will and a mediocre personality. If she didn't have super powers, she would always be just one of the ordinary people. She respects everyone with a conscience and sympathizes with those who are struggling to survive. Two years ago, when she saw a child whose skin was burned in a fire on the news, she felt sour and donated half of her newly earned salary; She had seen a mother standing helplessly with red eyes because she couldn't afford the toys her children wanted. Her eyes also started to heat up.

She felt for them as much as she felt for herself.

And until now, she didn't feel that she was any different from them. She was just lucky enough to win the lottery prize, and suddenly she had a little more talent.

These ideas may seem ridiculous to those big shots. She absorbed the life source of more than 4,000 people, even though she did not kill these people. She was troubled day and night because of this. She is bound by morality and tortured by her own conscience.

Would Hitler have any regrets for starting World War II and massacring the Jews?

Would Genghis Khan have no food to eat because he killed 200 million people?

Would Vader lose sleep over the thought of killing hundreds of thousands of innocent people?

Will the president of Akha have nightmares because he sent tens of millions of his compatriots to die on the battlefield, or because he invaded other countries and displaced countless people?

When they watch international news, will they feel a little emotional when they see the Middle Eastern girl whose arms were blown off by a bomb, crying and looking for her parents in the ruins?