Chapter 139: A Path That No Longer Belongs to Humanity

Since the day she merged with the fragment of the Evil God, Yang Yi had understood the Evil God's power.

She had merged with part of the Evil God's memories and understood part of the Evil God's power—before Him, what was Yang Yi? What was humanity? What was Earth?

Humanity is always blindly arrogant, considering itself the wisest of all things, but as Vede said—the universe is a terrifying ocean, inhabited by many unimaginable terrifying creatures: whales, sharks, giant insignia... and humanity is merely a school of krill.

And this fact, unless people personally experience such great terror, will never be admitted by them due to their own arrogance.

Human civilization has its own sense of superiority; in science fiction films created by humans, aliens mostly possess highly advanced material civilizations and can wreak havoc on Earth with ease, exterminating all humanity.

But they always have ugly appearances, moral decay, and aggressive natures; humanity always holds an advantage in some aspect, and the result is always weak humanity defeating powerful aliens...

People's instinctive reaction—a strange group with highly advanced material civilization is often defined by us as inferior to us in some aspect; we rely on ugly imaginations of strange groups to maintain our own sense of superiority.

The declining Qing Dynasty contemptuously called the more advanced Westerners of that time "foreign devils" and "barbarian ghosts."

The reason they had a sense of superiority was simply because they had not realized they were the weak ones.

What if this were not a science fiction film centered on humanity? What if humanity were merely a pitiful supporting character?

Just like the civilization on the planet with two blood moons, just like the civilization on the Yellow Sand Planet.

She had to admit that Vede's approach was a good way out, even the only feasible way out.

But with over 7.58 billion people on the entire Earth, if all ordinary people were abandoned, the remaining awakened ones would be nothing but a fraction—not "sacrificing the tail to save the body," but "sacrificing the body to save the tail."

Could she easily make the decision to abandon these 7.58 billion ordinary people?

Did she have such courage and determination to watch 7.58 billion living people die?

She admitted that Vede was indeed a Napoleon; he had goals, plans, courage, determination, and the bravery to burn his boats.

And she only had a head full of useless empathy—that was 7.58 billion people! Each one had joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness; each was a living life!

She had always been an ordinary person; she felt sympathy for all ordinary people like herself; she experienced her own joy, despair, jealousy, gloom, and pain... extending to everyone's joy, despair, jealousy, gloom, and pain...

She was moved by the good deeds ordinary people could accomplish; she sighed at the efforts of ordinary figures to survive.

Even without awakened abilities, even when she herself was at a dead end, her heart still ached seeing an old man with a wooden crutch leg pulling a cart full of scrap in the scorching summer heat.

Clearly her own life was unsatisfactory, yet she simply could not bear to see the suffering of the world.

The other personality sometimes scolded her for having sympathy that overflowed to the point of hypocrisy—what did those have to do with her? Were those her responsibilities? Unable to even take care of herself, why still feel empathy for others' misfortunes?

People had grown accustomed to this world where money worship ran rampant, where "if you don't work for me, heaven and earth will destroy you," where everyone only wanted to receive and not give, where everyone wished to be the center of the universe, with all things revolving around themselves.

"After I am dead, let the flood rage"—this cold-blooded declaration from the French mad king Louis XVI was revered by many as a golden rule, regarded as their life motto.

On countless dark nights filled with hatred, she too had thought this way.

But, but...

Yang Yi walked into the alien space channel corroded like red spots, and another vast world came into view.

Countless terrifying, huge, and bizarre monsters appeared before her:

In the nearby sky flew a giant beast, its pair of fleshy wings spanning a full hundred meters, its head covered with dense compound eyes;

An octopus-like monster covered in tentacles wandered the sky, its long tentacles with suckers swaying in the wind like ropes hanging from a balloon;

Below, on the ground, grew an endless forest; upon careful observation, one could discover that this dark green forest was breathing, expanding and contracting—the forest was alive;

A group of familiar Void-Eating Beasts floated lazily in mid-air, their gray-white whiskers and hair dancing as they caught food;

Besides these giants occupying half the sky, there were countless strange and bizarre species; the alien creatures discovered on Earth were merely a tiny fraction of them.

This was one of the Evil God's pastures, and now, she was going to steal it.

After merging with the fragment of the Evil God, she had also merged with part of the Evil God's memories, and part of His abilities.

She understood the Evil God's power, and from ten thousand dead ends, she had found that sliver of possibility for humanity's survival.

Yang Yi closed her eyes briefly, the corner of her eye involuntarily twitching.

Since the first time she absorbed the Life Source and could no longer eat human food, she had gradually drifted away from humanity; after being swallowed and merged by the Reproduction Clan and still recovering her human form, this feeling became even more obvious.

Even if she deliberately ignored it, forcibly sinking it to the deepest depths of consciousness, this feeling still appeared like a ghost from time to time, in every unintentional moment.

Until this moment, having made that decision, she truly realized that she was about to walk a path never before taken.

A path—a path that no longer belonged to humanity.

The alien creatures around noticed this unique outlier, and countless kinds of mysterious and unpredictable forces attacked her.

Yang Yi slowly opened her eyes; in her pitch-black pupils remained only a vast indifference.

She spread her arms, and suddenly a constantly rotating, twisting vortex appeared behind her, growing larger and faster; all the attacking alien creatures, even species that had not yet developed intelligence, sensed this terrifying aura...

If one cannot defeat the Evil God, then one can only choose to become the Evil God.