[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-after-becoming-a-god-among-humans-i-just-want-to":3,"chapter-after-becoming-a-god-among-humans-i-just-want-to-after-becoming-a-god-among-humans-i-just-want-to-chapter-3":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","After Becoming a God Among Humans, I Just Want to Lie Flat",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2302142,4502,"Chapter 3: A Fan Chasing Stars","after-becoming-a-god-among-humans-i-just-want-to-chapter-3",3,"\u003Cp>The UN Secretary-General had to silence the crowd and repeatedly emphasize the necessity of establishing the International Awakened Alliance and the need for all nations to unite closely in response to the growing number of alien incursions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did everyone reluctantly turn their attention back to the conference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi’s tense body finally relaxed slightly; she lifted her head just enough to glance around, immediately meeting several glances filled with wariness, suspicion, unease, and curiosity. She coughed lightly to mask her discomfort and ducked back into her pile of documents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her English was poor, and the translation in her earpiece was overly formulaic, full of bureaucratic clichés—after a while, it made her drowsy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This isn’t your company’s weekly meeting—wake up!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, there were other colleagues nearby: Zhou Jian, Director of the Xia Country Awakened Bureau; Deputy Director Zheng Qingjiang; colleagues Feng Liancheng and Chen Yushu; plus secretaries and accompanying interpreters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her colleagues were more professional; Feng Liancheng didn’t wear translation earpieces, listening while jotting notes on his laptop—he was one of the people who had guided her into the Xia Country Awakened Bureau after the beach incident yesterday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yushu listened to the translation in his earpiece with a blank expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt as though only she had nothing to do. She vaguely realized that, based on her performance on the beach yesterday, her presence at the UN seemed purely for show—why else bring a brand-new intern on her first day? Thinking this, she pulled out her phone, already silenced, and began scrolling through news articles under the table, perfectly at ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Actually, news about awakened individuals had been surfacing online for a year already, but everyone dismissed it as rumors. In the past two years, with the explosion of short videos, countless professionally made or crudely produced special effects clips flooded the internet—even if a few real ones slipped in, they were nearly impossible to spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three years ago, she had awakened her ability; perhaps driven by some instinct to find others like herself, she’d always paid attention to such things—but dared not search deliberately, since the internet left traces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first year, she found absolutely no one similar. She thought she might be the only person in the world with such an ability, and she was terrified, afraid someone would capture her for dissection and study.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second year, she found a few faint clues—but very few. She felt a quiet joy: perhaps there really were others like her in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the third year, rumors of superpowered individuals and awakened people exploded online, some accompanied by videos. Strange events and alien creatures grew increasingly common worldwide; she developed a vague premonition, so the content of this meeting didn’t shock her at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carefully observing the people in the hall, not everyone understood the matters of alien creatures or awakened individuals. For example, the ambassadors from countries like Gia, Ama, and Stan—all wore expressions throughout the meeting that clearly said, “Where am I? What am I doing here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The purpose of this conference was twofold: first, to establish the International Awakened Alliance; second, to debunk rumors—that the giant crab had sunk several naval vessels belonging to Xia Country and Aka Country in the Pacific, sparking rumors that the world’s two great powers were at war and World War III was imminent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So there were already this many alien creatures in the world? And that giant octopus she’d driven into the deep sea wasn’t the only one? By the way—sea creatures seem awfully delicious…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She mindlessly scrolled through her phone when an app notification popped up: the superstar Chris was filming a movie in New City, the location of the UN.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hey, what a coincidence? This was fate handing her a chance to get close to her idol—if she didn’t seize it, how could she possibly justify all the drool she’d spilled in front of the screen over the years?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When heaven offers something, don’t refuse—it invites misfortune. When the moment arrives, don’t hesitate—it invites disaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opportunity knocks once—if you miss it now, you’ll never get it again. Shouldn’t she go take a quick look during lunch break?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stole a glance at Director Zhou and Deputy Director Zheng, her heart pounding nervously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just one look—nothing will be delayed... She wrestled with herself for a moment, then made up her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She checked the location on her phone, and during lunch break, she hopped into a taxi and headed straight for the destination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chris was filming at New City’s landmark—Times Square, essentially Aka Country’s iconic tourist spot, frequently featured in Aka’s sci-fi and action blockbusters. This time, Chris was filming the second installment of the “Spy Sea Operation” series.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Spy Sea Operation” was the latest addition to the spy film genre after “Agent 007,” “Mission Impossible,” and “Kingsman.” Thanks to the strong reception of the first film and Chris’s triple guarantee—his acting, looks, and star power—the studio intended to turn it into a franchise, and Chris had a real chance of becoming a global top-tier male star through it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t blame her for gushing about her idol—she’d been obsessed with him for a long time. She’d bet anyone who watched his movies would be utterly captivated by his charm—statistics showed one-third of his personal blog’s followers were male fans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After enduring New City’s century-old specialty—traffic jam—she arrived at Times Square an hour later. Getting out of the taxi, she looked up and was stunned by the countless giant screens towering above. Flashing ads, massive moving figures, dazzling lights, and even a holographic whale gliding through the air—she instinctively dodged the spray from its virtual waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt like a country bumpkin seeing a metropolis for the first time, dazzled beyond measure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forgive the country kid—she’d grown up in a small town, worked after graduation in a fifth-tier seaside city, and had simply never seen anything like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze was drawn to one massive screen: a giant ad of Chris, dressed in formal attire, arm in arm with a sexy woman, strolling through a grand banquet hall—when suddenly his watch vibrated gently. A zoom-in close-up showed Chris realizing something, his pupils widening in shock—oh, the director was brilliant; his ocean-blue eyes were more beautiful than the world’s most expensive sapphires.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She swore that if she ever became a wealthy woman, she’d buy him the most beautiful sapphire in the world—just to make him smile!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chris’s filming location was on a highway, shooting a car chase scene. The area had been rented out by the production crew—no one could get close, only crowds of fans screaming Chris’s name frantically, helplessly gazing from behind barriers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She longed to fly over the barriers and land gracefully right in front of Chris—but she couldn’t, because she was a low-key person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She checked her watch: only an hour and a half remained before the afternoon UN meeting. Subtracting an hour for the return trip, she had only half an hour. She couldn’t bear to come all this way for nothing—she had to think fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking around, Yang Yi noticed several young girls heading toward the nearest hotel. She looked up at the rooftop restaurant and instantly understood their plan—they were going to pay to dine up top and stalk their idol from above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She patted her pocket, thought of her bank balance, and gave up the idea—she was a poor worker whose salary had just covered rent, and as a brand-new civil servant who’d only been on the job two days, her paycheck hadn’t even arrived yet. She was broke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine, this’ll have to do! She glanced around, found a secluded alley, and leapt up onto a rooftop—no one noticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t the only one with this idea; several girls were already gathered there, pointing down and screaming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She slipped over unnoticed and caught sight of Chris leaping from one car to another below, a long-arm camera tightly tracking his movements. A large truck followed closely behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wow, when he moved, that broad shoulder, narrow waist, and firm butt—so pleasing to the eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time so close to her idol, her eyes sparkled as she greedily followed his every motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wow, his butt is so perfect—I love it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh? Who just said my thoughts out loud?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi turned her head. A young Asian girl with a straight fringe stood out sharply among the tall-nosed, deep-eyed crowd—either Chinese diaspora or from Xia Country.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She held a high-definition camera, zoomed in forty times, capturing the distant, running idol in an irresistibly alluring frame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A kindred spirit! Yang Yi suppressed her excitement, pulled out her phone, and began filming too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chris was chasing a car. Why did every action movie insist on a car chase scene? Always blowing up several vehicles—honestly, after seeing it so many times, it got boring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But! Here comes the “but”—it was Chris! Look at how he leapt from the overpass onto the truck’s roof—those long legs, that toned waist, that smooth, efficient roll to absorb the impact—just for that, she’d gladly buy him three movie tickets!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wow, he must’ve trained hard for this movie—look at his shoulders, wider than before, practically beyond human limits!” a dreamy voice murmured beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was my soul sister—I must get to know her… Wait, no, could I really say that out loud in public? I must strongly condemn her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi stole a glance at the girl with the fringe—she was busy filming, eyes shining with adoration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Yang Yi was about to introduce herself to this soul sister, a scream pierced her ear—she spun around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chris was riding a motorcycle chasing a black sedan, when the large truck behind him suddenly screeched to a halt, then belched thick black smoke and accelerated violently toward Chris.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get out of the way!” “Chris!” The crew froze, screaming frantically at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chris glanced back, instantly gunned the motorcycle to full speed, veering sideways to avoid the truck—but it was too late. The massive truck slammed into him like a beast, and an explosion erupted—Chris vanished in fire and smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girls beside her screamed wildly, nearly bursting their eardrums. Tears streaming down their faces, they pushed and shoved toward the ground, desperate to reach the scene and see what had happened to Chris.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only she and the girl with the fringe remained on the rooftop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi had no time to chat with this fellow fan now—she was busy using her telekinesis to fondle her idol.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just now, as the girls screamed and the truck hit Chris, everything in her vision slowed to a crawl: Chris on his motorcycle, a concrete barrier ahead, the monstrous truck behind, the bike hurtling forward—any steel frame would’ve been crushed into scrap. He helplessly reached out, his blue pupils slowly widening in shock—ah, even in such disarray, he was still so captivating…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi daydreamed, but didn’t delay saving him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Chris was struck, a telekinetic shield enveloped him, instantly pulling him aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The explosion debris, originally flying straight toward him, veered unnaturally in midair and shot off to the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To prevent secondary explosions, Yang Yi gently used her telekinesis to move him beyond the blast radius—making it look as if Chris had been thrown clear by the shockwave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She set him down safely, still reluctant to leave—she even wanted to use her telekinesis to give his firm butt a little pat—no doubt it would be bouncy, wonderfully soft—of course, she didn’t actually do it. After all, she was a moral person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What? A moral person wouldn’t want to touch someone’s butt? Hey, she’d been obsessed with him for four and a half years—four and a half whole years! Since before she even awakened! She saved his life—can’t she just imagine it? Can’t she?!?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only now did the explosion’s roar reach the distance—the epicenter was a ruin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi watched the group of girls below racing past security toward the explosion site, smugly thinking: Don’t thank me—he’s fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the situation was resolved, she had to leave quickly—being discovered would be bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She prepared to make a graceful exit, sweeping away without leaving a trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, was that you?” said the girl with the fringe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?” Her heart jolted. She pretended not to understand and kept walking toward the stairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister, if we’d met sooner, we might’ve become best friends in our mutual fangirling—but now she didn’t want to expose herself and cause trouble, so she could only apologize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, the afternoon meeting was about to start. She didn’t want to be late on her first day—especially now that she was a proud civil servant. She didn’t want to mess up on her very first day because of idol worship…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know it was you—you saved him…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bye—I’m almost late for work! See you sometime!” Yang Yi dashed down the stairs, fleeing the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, countless cameras silently monitored everything around them.\u003C\u002Fp>",2148,"2026-06-20T07:52:47.920Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","3c33a247620009e9817cdd8a808fce1d089ac37340cb52748d131476c61cf0d8","after-becoming-a-god-among-humans-i-just-want-to-chapter-4","after-becoming-a-god-among-humans-i-just-want-to-chapter-2",246,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fafter-becoming-a-god-among-humans-i-just-want-to-cover.jpg"]