Chapter 3: A Fan Chasing a Star

The UN Secretary-General had no choice but to quiet the scene, repeatedly emphasizing the necessity of establishing the International Awakened Alliance and that nations worldwide must unite closely to cope with the increasing number of alien creature invasion incidents.

Only then did the crowd have to withdraw their gazes, refocusing their attention on this conference.

Yang Yi's tense body finally relaxed slightly; she raised her head a little, casting a small glance around, and was immediately met with several looks full of vigilance, suspicion, unease, and curiosity. She coughed lightly in a feigned manner and tucked her head back into the pile of documents.

Her English level was a bit poor, and the translation in her earpiece was particularly formulaic, full of clichés and official jargon; over time, it made one drowsy.

This isn't your company's weekly meeting; wake up!

Fortunately, there were other colleagues nearby, such as Zhou Jian, Director of the Xia Nation Awakened Management Bureau, and Deputy Director Zheng Qingjiang, as well as colleagues Feng Liancheng and Chen Chen Yushu, plus secretaries and accompanying translators.

Her colleagues were more professional than her; Feng Liancheng didn't wear a translation earpiece, listening while recording something in his notebook. He was one of the people who guided her to join the Xia Nation Awakened Management Bureau after the beach incident yesterday.

Chen Chen Yushu listened to the translation in his earpiece with a blank expression.

It seemed as if only she was idle. She vaguely realized that based on her performance on the beach yesterday, her presence at the UN seemed to be merely for show; otherwise, why bring someone like her who had only started work on the first day? Thinking of this, she took out her phone, which had long been muted, and conscientiously scrolled through the news under the table.

Actually, a year ago, news of awakened ones appearing online had already emerged intermittently, and everyone treated it as rumor. In the past two years, short videos have flourished, with various specially produced or shoddily made special effects clips as numerous as ox hairs; even if a few genuine ones were mixed in, like fish eyes passing for pearls, it would be hard to detect them.

Three years ago, she awakened her superpower; perhaps driven by the instinct to find her own kind, she had always paid attention to such matters but dared not search for them deliberately, after all, the internet leaves traces.

In the first year, she found absolutely no similar people; she thought she was the only one in the world with superpowers, feeling panicked in her heart, terrified of being caught and sliced up for research.

In the second year, she found some clues, but they were very scarce. She felt a secret joy; perhaps there really were people like her in the world.

In the third year, numerous rumors of superpowered individuals and awakened ones appeared online, some accompanied by videos. Strange incidents and alien creatures around the world gradually increased; she had a vague premonition in her heart, so she wasn't too shocked by the content of this meeting.

Observing the people in the conference hall carefully, not everyone knew about alien creatures and superpowered individuals. For instance, the ambassadors from places like Jiya, Yamei, and Stan not far away wore expressions throughout the meeting that said, "Where am I? What am I doing?"

The purpose of this conference was twofold: first, to establish the International Awakened Alliance, and second, to debunk rumors: that giant crab caused several warships of the Xia Nation and the Aka Nation to sink in the Pacific Ocean, leading to rumors that the world's two major nations were at war and the Third World War was about to begin.

So there are already so many alien creatures in the world; so that giant octopus she drove into the deep sea wasn't the only one; by the way—sea animals all seem very delicious...

She randomly swiped her phone screen when suddenly an app popped up with a news alert: the big star Chris was filming on location in Xincheng, where the UN is situated.

Hey, isn't this a coincidence? This is an opportunity sent by heaven for her to get close to her male god; if she doesn't seize it properly, how can she justify the tons of drool she's shed facing the screen in the past?

If heaven offers and you do not take, you will suffer the consequences; if the time arrives and you do not act, you will suffer misfortune.

Opportunity knocks but once; if you miss this village, there won't be another shop; why not go take a look during the lunch break?

She secretly glanced at Director Zhou and Deputy Director Zheng, her heart beating nervously.

Just one look, it won't delay anything... She hesitated for a while and finally made up her mind.

She looked up the location on her phone and, taking advantage of the lunch break, quickly hailed a taxi and headed straight for the destination.

Her male god Chris was filming at Xincheng's landmark—Times Square, which is almost the iconic tourist attraction of the Aka Nation, frequently appearing in the Aka Nation's sci-fi and action blockbusters; this time, the play Chris was filming was the second installment of the "Spy Sea Action" series.

Speaking of "Spy Sea Action," this is another spy film following the "Agent 007," "Mission Impossible," and "Kingsman" series; because the first installment had a good reputation, and with the triple guarantee of Chris's acting, looks, reputation, and appeal, the producers intended to turn it into a series, and Chris was expected to become a top global male star thanks to this series.

Don't blame her for talking incessantly whenever she mentions her male god; after all, she has been obsessed with him for quite some time. She dares to bet that anyone who watches the movies he acts in will be captivated by the charm he displays—according to statistics, one-third of the fans on his personal blog are male fans.

After experiencing Xincheng's century-old specialty—traffic jams—she arrived at Times Square an hour later. Getting out of the car, she looked up and was shocked by the countless huge screens on the skyscrapers. Dazzling advertisements, giant human figures, dazzling light and shadow, flashing nonstop; even a holographic projection of a whale swam in the air, and she instinctively dodged the waves splashed up as it moved.

She was like a country bumpkin visiting a big city for the first time, momentarily dazzled.

Forgive the country child; growing up in a small town and working in a fifth-tier coastal city after graduation, she really hadn't seen much of the world.

Her gaze was drawn to one of the large screens, which was a huge advertisement for Chris: Chris, dressed in formal wear, walked through a banquet hall with a sexy beauty; suddenly his watch vibrated lightly; in a zoomed-in close-up shot, Chris seemed to realize something, and his pupils suddenly dilated—oh, the director really knew how to do it; his ocean-blue eyes were more beautiful than the world's most expensive sapphires.

She swore that if one day she became a rich woman, she would give him the most beautiful sapphire in the world, just to make him smile!

The place where the male god was filming was on a road, currently shooting a car chase scene; the area nearby had been rented out by the film crew, making it impossible to enter; one could only see a crowd of heads, with countless fans screaming Chris's name at the top of their lungs, helplessly sighing at the ocean under the obstruction.

She really wanted to fly over these barriers and land gracefully right in front of Chris; unfortunately, she couldn't, because she was a low-key person.

Checking her watch, there was only an hour and a half left until the afternoon UN meeting; subtracting the one-hour return trip, she only had half an hour. She certainly wasn't willing to make the trip in vain, so she had to think of a way quickly.

Observing the surroundings, Yang Yi saw several young girls walking toward the nearest hotel; looking up and seeing the rooftop restaurant of the hotel, she immediately understood their plan—they were preparing to spend money on the top-floor restaurant to chase stars from above.

She touched her pocket, thought about her bank card balance, and immediately gave up the idea of imitating them—as a poor worker, her salary had barely covered the rent, leaving nothing; she had only just become a civil servant two days ago, her salary hadn't arrived yet, and her pockets were empty.

This was the only way! She looked around, found a secluded alley, and, taking advantage of the absence of people, leaped up to the roof of a building.

She wasn't the only one with the same idea; when she went up, several girls were already gathered there, pointing at the floor below and screaming.

She quickly squeezed in while no one was paying attention and saw Chris's heroic figure jumping from one car to another below, with a long-armed camera tightly following his movements. A large truck was also closely following his figure.

Wow, when he moves, those broad shoulders, narrow waist, and perky butt are truly a feast for the eyes.

For the first time being so close to her male god, her eyes sparkled as she greedily tracked his figure.

"Wow, the male god's butt is so perky, I love it so much!"

Huh? Who voiced my inner thoughts?

Yang Yi turned her head; an Asian girl with straight bangs stood out distinctly among a group of people with high noses and deep-set eyes; she didn't know if she was of Chinese descent or from the Xia Nation.

She held a high-definition camera, zoomed in several dozen times, capturing the male god running in the distance in a very alluring way.

It seemed she was a fellow enthusiast; Yang Yi suppressed her excitement and took out her phone to start filming as well.

Chris was chasing cars. She didn't know why every action movie had to shoot a car chase scene, always blowing up several cars—to be honest, watching such scenes too many times gets quite boring.

But! She had to say "but" again; that was Chris! Look at his heroic figure leaping from the overpass onto the top of a truck, those long legs, that strong waist, that agile skill in rolling to dissipate force; just for this, she was willing to contribute three movie tickets for him!

"Wow, to film this movie, he must have done a lot of training; look at his broad shoulders, even bigger in dimension than before, simply to the point where you can't see the ceiling!" a dazed voice murmured to herself nearby.

These are sisters by different fathers and different mothers; I must get to know her... ah no, is that something one can say in public? I must strongly condemn her.

Yang Yi glanced at the girl with straight bangs; she saw her busy filming while her eyes sparkled.

Just as she wanted to get to know this sister by different fathers and different mothers, a scream pierced her ear canal, and she quickly turned around.

Chris was driving a motorcycle chasing a black sedan; the large truck following behind suddenly emitted a violent braking sound, with thick black smoke billowing from the front, and then accelerated violently toward Chris.

"Dodge!" "Chris!" The staff members were stunned, screaming loudly at Chris.

Chris looked back once, immediately rode the motorcycle at a frantic speed toward the side, trying to dodge the truck's impact; however, time had run out; the swift truck, like a ferocious beast, crashed into him, and an explosion roared up, causing Chris's figure to disappear in the flames and black smoke.

Several young girls nearby screamed wildly, almost piercing their eardrums. With tears streaming down their faces, they pushed and squeezed each other, rushing downstairs to see what had happened to Chris at the scene.

Only she and that girl with straight bangs remained on the terrace.

Yang Yi didn't have time to chat with this fellow enthusiast sister now; she was busy using her telekinesis to grope her idol.

Just a moment ago, when the girls screamed and the large truck collided with Chris, everything before her eyes seemed to play in slow motion: Chris was driving the motorcycle, with a concrete guardrail in front and a ferocious large truck behind, while the motorcycle was also moving at high speed; even if he were made of steel and iron, he would be crushed into a flat iron cake. He helplessly reached out to block, his blue pupils slowly dilating due to shock—ah, even in such a wretched state, he was still so charming...

Yang Yi was lost in her fangirling, but she didn't delay saving the person.

Before Chris was struck, a protective shield formed by her telekinesis wrapped around him, instantly pulling him to the side.

The truck crashed into the guardrail; explosion fragments that were originally flying straight at him bent unnaturally in mid-air and shot off to the side.

To prevent a secondary explosion, Yang Yi thoughtfully used her telekinesis to carry him out of the blast radius, making it look as if Chris had been knocked away by the explosion's aftershock.

After placing him in a safe spot, she was still unsatisfied and even wanted to use her telekinesis to give his perky butt a feel—no doubt, it would be bouncy and feel amazing—but of course, she didn't actually do it; after all, she was an upright person.

What, upright people don't want to touch someone's butt? Hey, she had been obsessed with him for four and a half years, a full four and a half years! She had been obsessed with him since before she awakened! She had even saved his life; what's wrong with her just thinking about it??? What's wrong!!!

Only now did the deafening roar of the explosion reach the distance, and the center of the blast was already a mess.

Yang Yi watched a group of girls rushing past security toward the blast center downstairs and felt smug inside: Don't worry, no need to thank me, he's fine.

Since the situation was already resolved, she had to leave quickly; being discovered would not be good.

She prepared to withdraw after achieving success, waving her sleeves away without taking a single cloud with her.

"Hey, you did it, right?" said that fellow fan with the straight bangs.

"What?" Her heart trembled; she pretended not to understand and continued walking toward the stairs.

Sister, if we had met earlier, we might have become friends who fangirl together, but now she didn't want to expose her identity and cause trouble, so she could only say sorry.

Besides, the afternoon meeting was about to start; she didn't want to be late on her very first day of the meeting—especially since she was now a glorious civil servant; she didn't want to drop the ball on her first day at work just because of chasing a celebrity...

"I know you did it; you saved him..."

"Bye-bye—I'm going to be late for work; see you if fate allows!" Yang Yi quickly started running down the stairs, leaving this place of trouble.

At the same time, countless cameras around silently monitored everything.