Chapter 232: When the God Possesses Humanity

An audio file suddenly appeared on the internet, titled "Aka Country Intelligence Vault Recording Leak: YY's Hate-Humanity Recording Exposed." The content was a recording of a heated argument between a woman and a man; the sound quality was crystal clear, background noise stripped away by technical means, making every scream sound especially grating.

When this suspected argument between Yang Yi and Chris was exposed, the online public opinion sphere was permeated with an absurd atmosphere of entertainment.

"An annual magical blockbuster? A live stream of the tragic love affair between the savior of the world and a top celebrity from the enemy nation?"

"?????? Chris? Yang Yi? To drag these two together, this recording is way too fake!"

"They're starting to fabricate and smear again, aren't they? Truly endless!"

"If she really hated humanity this much, how could she save the world time and again? How could she not have killed a single person to this day? Besides, this smearing tactic is trash; Aka Country's move this time is too low-level!"

Similar jokes flooded the comment section; most people scoffed, believing it to be crude AI synthesis or a maliciously dubbed parody.

After all, Yang Yi's private life, like her power, was shrouded in heavy mists, and Chris, as a top global film star and a public figure well-known in Aka Country, being dragged into such a narrative felt more like a vicious smear campaign.

People, with the mindset of watching a shocking entertainment scandal, analyzed the vocal flaws of the voice actors in the recording with great interest, or tried to find traces of AI synthesis.

The shift began when a set of high-altitude photos with astonishing resolution leaked online, quickly washing over major platforms.

It was the former site of Chris's mansion in Beverly Hills, Aka Country—or rather, what had once been a mansion. The photos showed that on that land of exquisite scenery, only a vast expanse of incredibly flat, fine gray powder, smooth as flour, remained.

The building structure, interior decoration, and even the foundation had completely vanished; there were no explosion marks, no burning residues, only this extreme erasure that made one's scalp tingle.

Professional engineers and material scientists quickly pointed out: this method of instantly turning all matter within a specific range into microscopic powder far exceeded the scope of conventional weapons or known Awakened abilities; its precision and thoroughness bore a distinct Yang Yi-style signature—just like the absolute power she had demonstrated at thirteen military bases in Aka Country.

The bubble of entertainment was popped.

"Is Chris dead? I was wondering why I haven't seen him lately!"

"She discovered he was a spy, destroyed his mansion, and then killed him? Did she break her no-killing principle?"

"If Chris's mansion was truly destroyed by her... then could the argument in the video also be real?" Questions began to grow wildly.

Combined with the previously exposed monologue from Yang Yi, full of hatred, the grotesque outline of the puzzle gradually emerged.

The voices online became complex and hesitant; jokes decreased, replaced by increasingly heavy questioning and guesses made with a shudder of fear.

It was no longer merely a love recording of indistinguishable truth and falsehood, but possibly a terrible key to peek into the savior's most true inner self.

Clouds of half-belief and half-doubt began to loom over the public mind, which had just been washed by rational data.

Subsequently, a reputable third-party audio laboratory issued a voiceprint analysis report, concluding that "the audio was not synthesized, with a voiceprint match rate of 99.8%."

A concise report titled "Event Logic Chain Deduction" appeared on a famous science forum abroad, listing with bullet points:

1. She is no longer human (biological evidence);

2. She harbors extreme hatred for humanity (audio evidence);

3. She possesses destructive power;

4. She is leading the plan for the survival of human civilization.

Finally, a bolded question: "When an existence simultaneously satisfies all four points above, how should we define the ultimate purpose of its actions?"

Within a single day, this report was interpreted separately by independent researcher blogs focused on information security, bioethics, and political analysis. Their angles of analysis varied, but the core message was consistent: this was not an emotional outburst, but an exposure of essence.

The next morning, headlines from mainstream media began to appear: "Suspected Overseer Yang Yi's Extreme World-Hating Audio Exposed," "Studies Suggest Her Hate Speech May Be Related to Mutated State." The reporting wording was cautious, but all included the audio file and the voiceprint analysis report.

Immediately following this, a more frantic parade than previous protests erupted in the central square of Diego City.

Trucks bound with speakers circulated a clipped version of Yang Yi's monologue; that shrill scream of "I wish this broken world would explode right now," amplified by loudspeakers, repeatedly struck the eardrums of the crowd.

Protesters held up placards featuring terrifying images of the Zhi Nie race merging with human bodies, crying children, and the portraits of those who perished in that disaster.

"She created monsters in her hatred!" a mother who had lost her son cried out to the camera, her voice hoarse, "The audio is the evidence! She said it herself! She hates all of us!"

"Re-examine the truth! Punish the culprits!" The crowd's roar merged into a wave of sound.

The protest parade of the bereaved families in Diego City was broadcast on a rolling basis by major media outlets: "We heard the roar from the depths of her soul... The international community must re-investigate; the blood of our loved ones cannot be shed in vain!"

Amidst the denunciations, Wade stood behind the window of a distant high-rise building, smiling as he watched the boiling crowd and the square filled with anger and fear.

Far away in a certain religious nation in the desert, inside a church, beneath a solemn green dome, the air was scorching and solemn.

Thousands of believers knelt, their gazes no longer merely looking up at the scripture podium, but piercing through the stained-glass windows toward the east, as if they could see the shadow cast by that alien in the sky.

The bishop's voice lacked the usual peace of chanting scriptures; a hoarse echo reverberated through the church.

In the loudspeakers, sacred scriptures and fragments of Yang Yi's recording were juxtaposed and switched.

"... Selfish! Hypocritical! Vicious! Stupid! Short-sighted!"—Her voice exploded beneath the dome, overlapping with scripture passages depicting hellish punishments.

"Even if the entire world is destroyed—I would be happy!!!"—This outburst of breakdown was edited after the description of the Last Judgment, like a blasphemous declaration uttered by a false god himself.

The bishop pointed east, his voice trembling with intense anger: "Look! This is not a savior; this is a false prophet! It is a delusion shaking your firm faith in the Holy Lord! Her power is not a miracle; it is a test! Beneath her salvation hides a demon's heart that longs to destroy the world!"

The believers' breathing became heavy and coarse; the initial confusion in their eyes was ignited into a Xiong Xiong rage of faith.

Fear of the unknown power had now found a concrete and detestable target—an existence revered by the world as a "God on Earth," yet whose heart was actually filled with extreme hatred for humanity.

Whispers turned into low roars; the panic of shaken faith rapidly mutated into the purest hatred for the false god.

Inside the church, in this holy place, the judgment against Yang Yi had already been completed deep within human hearts.

Ordinary people who had previously held sympathy or rational waiting for Yang Yi fell into immense confusion and a sense of betrayal.

A comment that received a million reposts read: "I can understand that a person might say angry words when in pain. But if the one saying these words is an existence that truly has the power and is biologically no longer human... can we still treat it as just angry words?"