Chapter 211: The Moon

Yang Yi directly summoned the Diego City management, asking where the secret experimental base was, and learned the laboratory had been blown into ruins.

The mayor of Diego City thought she was coming to hold him accountable; he did not deny the existence of the laboratory, admitting he knew the laboratory was researching alien creatures, which other nations were also doing.

The laboratory reported directly to the Ark Country Alien Creature Research Department; the mayor solemnly declared that the casualties caused by the escape of the experimental subjects were purely an experimental accident, that Diego City had suffered undeserved disaster, and that the Ark Country Alien Creature Research Department must bear full responsibility.

Realizing she could get no more information from them, Yang Yi left Diego City.

She flew while thinking.

This Reproductive Race that escaped the laboratory might have two sources: one is a new Reproductive Race that came to Earth through an interdimensional passage. Its closeness and familiarity with her might stem from an instinctive affinity for the Mother Goddess of Desire.

The other possibility is that Ark Country obtained her DNA, wanting to get a clone of her, but instead cloned a monster.

The greater possibility is the second one; if it were the first possibility, the Ark Country government would have had no need to conceal the Diego City Class A disaster, and could have reported to the United Nations immediately upon the laboratory leak, requesting assistance.

Since the second possibility is greater, then why does Ark Country possess her DNA information?

During the Rescue United Nations period? At that time she had not yet displayed power surpassing humans; in everyone's eyes she was just a more powerful Awakened. After she defeated the Fire Demon later, all her DNA information was strictly erased by the Xia Country accompanying personnel.

Or—Chris?

Did Chris approaching her start as an Ark Country conspiracy from the very beginning?

She thought calmly, stripping away emotions, relying purely on logic to analyze.

Chris, Chris, Chris...

This name kept swirling in her heart; this name itself connected too many emotions. Gradually, in the sea of consciousness composed of logic and reason, the symbol "Chris" drew out various complex and indescribable emotions.

Her heart suddenly twisted in pain.

She touched her chest area, then suddenly smiled—at least this pain proved she truly existed, proved she was still a human capable of feeling pain.

She stopped in the sky.

A sense of unease and unknown troubles entangled her; she felt as if wrapped in an invisible large net, bound, unable to breathe.

At this moment, she did not want to approach any human; she wanted a place far from humans, with only herself, to sit quietly for a while.

She flew upward continuously, bursting through the troposphere, stratosphere, mesosphere, thermosphere, and exosphere, seeing far away the artificial satellites orbiting Earth, seeing the International Space Station; she paid them no mind.

Until she arrived at the Moon.

This is far enough, she thought. Then she randomly found a piece of lunar rock and sat down.

Earth floated far away in space, like a blue rotten apple.

It would be good to have a bottle of beer too. Unfortunately, alcohol could no longer produce any effect on her.

She hugged her knees, resting her head on her knees, gazing quietly at Earth.

Just like in childhood, when she nestled in broken cotton batting, quietly watching the crickets in the corner of the wall.

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While she was far from Earth, staying alone, Earth once again erupted into a huge uproar because of her actions.

First, satellites from various nations and star-detection telescopes observed her figure on the Moon.

After power departments in various nations analyzed the significance of this action and the causes behind it, the reaction of most countries was: maintain a wait-and-see attitude.

Second, various astronomy enthusiasts saw her figure on the Moon through astronomical telescopes. Subsequently, various high-definition images and videos flooded the entire internet.

Internet trending keywords: #YangYiLandsOnMoon #LoneShadowOnTheMoon #WhatIsSheLookingAt

"What did she go to the Moon to do?"

"The God of Humanity... does she want to abandon us?"

"Why is she sitting on the Moon in a daze? What happened?"

Reply: "Just checked the news; she resolved the Diego City Class A disaster. I heard tens of thousands died there; she was probably moved and wanted to be alone for a while..."

"YY must be watching over us from the heights, searching for the gods' method to fight the Evil Gods."

Reply: "Agreed; Yiyi must be very tired, having to attend to interstellar migration while also handling alien creature disasters. It's hard enough to get time to be alone, yet she is still misunderstood by so many people."

"I really envy her; she can go wherever she wants, going into space without even any protection. I don't envy her being the strongest in the world; I only envy her freedom."

Reply: "Freedom? Heh heh, wait until you are in her position, and you will know how precious freedom is. Being monitored by the whole world, even sitting in a daze on the Moon gets photographed; where is there any freedom..."

"Hugging her knees; this is a defensive posture: in animal behavior, it belongs to a primitive defensive concealment strategy, reducing the risk of predation by shrinking the exposed body area; in human psychological mechanisms, this action forms a physical barrier by curling the body, reducing exposure of core areas (such as chest and abdomen), thereby lowering anxiety brought by external threats and seeking a sense of security. For example, when nervous, uneasy, or facing an unfamiliar environment, this posture can provide psychological security."

Reply: "What's wrong with YY? Is she anxious, uneasy?"

Reply: "What else is she anxious about? She is already the strongest in the world; isn't she the happiest person in the whole world?"

Reply: "Exactly; if I had her abilities, I would throw money around every day, rotate through beautiful women to serve me in bed every day, rotate through different villas to live in every day; just thinking about it is beautiful! Still anxious about what!"

"Does this prove she no longer needs an atmospheric environment? To what stage has her life form evolved?"

Reply: "Is she still human now? If not, in what form does she exist? If not, can we still trust her?"

A few minutes later, Yang Yi memes appeared on the internet; someone photoshopped the text "Want to be quiet" onto her figure sitting in a daze on the Moon.

Without knowing it, she triggered an internet carnival.

Every tiny movement of hers was endowed with countless interpretations.

She left Earth seeking quiet, yet placed herself under the gaze of all humanity; the Moon became the world's largest "live broadcast stage."

She hid 380,000 kilometers away, thinking she could escape humanity. Little did she know, she had merely changed to a more conspicuous, more inescapable showcase window, continuing to be watched, analyzed, worshipped, and feared.

Yang Yi, sitting in a daze on the Moon, knew nothing of what was happening on Earth, until a phone call came in.

She picked up her phone and looked; it was Director Zhou's call.

She looked around, then answered the call.

"Yang Yi, what are you doing on the Moon?"

"How did you know?" Yang Yi asked.

"Satellites, the space station, and star-detection telescopes all captured it. Making this call was not easy; I requested help from the National Aerospace Administration and contacted you through the lunar base station and relay satellite network." Director Zhou's voice was kind, and he said with a chuckle, "What? Is there a problem with the Diego City Class A disaster? What happened?"

"Let's talk about it when I return," Yang Yi paused, "I just wanted to be alone for a while; it's quiet here..."

She did not finish her sentence, thinking of what Director Zhou said about being photographed, and also thinking of the various public opinions that might be triggered.

Peace and quiet? Where is there any peace and quiet?

She gave a bitter smile.