[{"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-44":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},2302183,4502,"Chapter 44: Soul-Hosting Demon","after-becoming-a-god-among-humans-i-just-want-to-chapter-44",44,"\u003Cp>“Amy? Wake up, look who’s here?” John gently shook his daughter, but Amy showed no response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amy’s mother Joan said: “Amy’s periods of consciousness have been getting shorter lately. Five days ago, she only had occasional moments… but today, she was conscious for barely a second. We’re worried…” She covered her mouth and could say no more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Ningning quickly supported Joan and pleaded to Yang Yi: “Yang Yi, please… I beg you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi reached out and touched Amy’s face. She was painfully thin, her skin dull and lifeless, sagging, her cheekbones jutting out—she looked older than her own mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amy’s breathing suddenly deepened; as Yang Yi’s hand fully pressed against her face, her eyeballs darted rapidly beneath her eyelids, as if she were about to wake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi’s mind stirred, and her psychic force silently enveloped her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amy suddenly opened her eyes, glaring at her with hatred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes were pitch black—no whites, no pupils—like a mindless beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Amy!” Joan screamed in terror, “How did her eyes change like this? What’s happened to her?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John also stepped back in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So her eyes weren’t like this before? Then, was it the psychic stimulation that caused this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi unleashed her psychic force to fill the entire room, wrapping Amy in layers like an insect trapped in amber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amy grew even more ferocious, emitting a guttural, inhuman roar. Instantly, everyone in the room felt dizzy, as if the sound directly attacked their minds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi was prepared—she sealed Amy’s mouth with psychic force and pinned her firmly to the bed, immobilizing her completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Has she ever had this happen before?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No! Before, Amy just screamed and banged her head against walls, and sometimes she’d wake up. She said… she felt a monster inside her, fighting for control of her body…” John, still clutching his throbbing head, hurried to explain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi’s heart lurched. She remembered the “Him” inside her own body—and the “It.” How similar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But compared to the two consciousnesses inside her, the monster inside Amy was far more violent, its beastly side dominant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she could ponder their differences, a loud “bang-bang” echoed from downstairs—as if many people were frantically slamming against the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amy smiled with delight, her pitch-black eyes radiating venomous malice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi swept her psychic force downstairs, her expression darkening. “Zhang Ningning, protect your uncle and aunt!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, she reached out toward Amy and instantly drained all the dark matter energy from her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amy struggled violently, snarling like a beast at Yang Yi. The banging downstairs intensified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amy’s room was on the second floor; the window was right behind Yang Yi. John gathered courage and stepped to the window, glancing out—then recoiled in horror. “Outside! There are so many people! They’re smashing our door! Are they insane?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, beneath the streetlights, countless shadows silently poured from their homes—as if summoned—converging toward Amy’s house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Ningning was terrified. She pulled Joan behind her. “What’s going on? Why are they smashing the door? Are they coming for us?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi’s face was expressionless. The surrounding energy had been drained, yet her hand remained extended. Slowly, a black mist began to rise from Amy’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once separated from Amy’s body, the black mist curled, twisted, and writhed as if alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the black mist was drawn out, Amy’s resistance grew fiercer, her gaze toward Yang Yi increasingly venomous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, the crowd swelled. Downstairs, the door shattered with a deafening crash—chaotic footsteps stormed up the stairs to the second floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhang Ningning,” Yang Yi remained calm, “block the stairs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Ningning clearly had no combat experience. Only after Yang Yi shouted did she snap out of her panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked toward the door—and her blood ran cold. The staircase was packed with motionless faces, all with pitch-black eyes like Amy’s, scrambling upward in a frenzied crush, only to jam helplessly at the landing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Ningning frantically pressed her palms against the wall, activating her earth-control ability. The wall surged like a living thing, blocking the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“W-what else do we do?” Zhang Ningning asked in panic, as if Yang Yi were her only anchor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi didn’t answer. As more black mist was drawn out, Amy’s face flickered between struggle and feral rage—two emotions alternating rapidly, as if two consciousnesses fought for control of her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her complexion grew increasingly gray and lifeless. Wrinkles crept across her skin. Her golden hair visibly turned white before their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi hesitated and stopped. If she kept draining, the black mist might not be fully extracted before Amy’s life force vanished entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pounding against the walls downstairs didn’t stop. The inexplicably gathered crowd outside refused to retreat. Scratching sounds came from the windows—some were trying to climb in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, the crowd piled atop one another, forming a human ladder climbing upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mom… Dad…” Amy whispered weakly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John and Joan rushed forward together, overjoyed—then, in an instant, eerie black light flashed in their eyes, and they lunged straight at Yang Yi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi had her back to them, using psychic force to repel the crowd outside—she was completely unprepared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Ningning opened her mouth to warn her—but it was too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two figures moved like lightning, but as they reached Yang Yi’s side, they struck an invisible wall and couldn’t advance an inch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Yang Yi turn calmly. “Boom—boom.” John and Joan’s bodies were crushed to the floor by psychic force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You have some wit. But not much.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi spoke to Amy: “You infected this entire neighborhood in six days. There’s no way you’d overlook the two people closest to you. If this is your trump card, you’re vastly underestimating me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Ningning had just breathed a sigh of relief—until Yang Yi’s words stunned her. She immediately turned to look at Amy on the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amy’s pitch-black eyes slowly calmed. The beastly gaze vanished, replaced by something human—thoughtful. “...You… sss… you’re Yang… sss… Yang Yi. I’ve seen you on TV!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, she seemed unfamiliar with this human body—but soon, she spoke fluently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you Amy now—or some otherworldly entity?” Yang Yi frowned slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course I’m Amy!” She turned to Zhang Ningning. “Ningning, don’t you remember? We planned to go hiking together last week… Oh, by the way, I heard this human god likes Chris Norton? Ningning, you’ve got competition now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you really Amy?” Zhang Ningning asked, disbelief trembling in her voice. “What did you do to Uncle and Aunt? And all these people outside—why are they…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’re fine! If you hadn’t brought this human god here to ruin my work, they’d already be fully infected.” Amy looked at Zhang Ningning with disappointment. “Ningning, I’ve always considered you my best friend. Why did you bring someone to hurt me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, no—I just wanted to cure you!” Zhang Ningning stepped forward, agitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t look into her eyes!” Yang Yi suddenly realized something and shouted a warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Ningning froze. Deep in her pupils, a pitch-black tide surged, spreading until it filled her entire eye sockets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi had no choice—she pinned Zhang Ningning to the floor as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Yang Yi understood how she infected so many—through eye contact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But why, when she had stared into Amy’s eyes for so long, had nothing happened to her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you?” Yang Yi stared intently at the withered girl on the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am Amy. Amy is me.” A strange smile spread across her wrinkled face. “We are one now. Kill me, and you kill Amy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi remembered the other “It” inside her own body—it, too, had always said: “You are me. I am you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pounding against the walls downstairs grew louder. The entire community erupted in noise. In the darkness, countless figures seemed to converge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The commotion was too great. Yang Yi knew that unless she killed them all, this couldn’t be resolved quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this was Ark Country. She was a foreign visitor—and to Ark Country’s authorities, she was effectively an enemy. If she acted rashly, international conflict was almost certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi disliked showing off. If someone else could handle it, she never took matters into her own hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she had come merely to help Zhang Ningning with a small favor, the meaning of this moment had now changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amy lay immobilized on the bed, yet stared at Yang Yi with eerie arrogance—as if she knew Yang Yi couldn’t touch her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The noise outside grew louder: running footsteps, scratching, meaningless howls—rising in intensity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi smiled coldly. Her psychic force spread—suddenly, the entire community was covered. She pressed down gently. All noise vanished, as if the earlier chaos had been an illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amy’s expression shattered. Black blood streamed from her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd outside tried to respond—but only stirred slightly before Yang Yi crushed them again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi gave her a cold glance, pulled out her phone, and dialed Director Zhou. She explained the situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Director Zhou’s voice was grave. He instructed her not to act rashly. They would immediately notify Ark Country’s authorities—they were on their way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amy’s gaze grew even more venomous, but her body was pinned as if beneath an invisible mountain—not even a finger could move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi repeated the process, draining the black mist from Zhang Ningning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Ningning’s face visibly withered—from fresh and youthful to exhausted, as if she’d gone a week without sleep. Slowly, she opened her eyes. “Huh… what happened to me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You were infected. How do you feel now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I feel exhausted. My whole body aches. My head’s dizzy.” Zhang Ningning struggled to open her eyes. The surroundings came into view—then she remembered what had just happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How are Uncle and Aunt? What happened to Amy? Why did this happen?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi snapped: “Didn’t I say? You were all infected.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Ningning fell silent, uneasy, staring at Yang Yi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That gaze made Yang Yi realize her tone had been harsh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hunger inside her had stirred since entering the house—and now peaked. Though far weaker than the lure of the Essence Life Source in Misty Town, it was enough to make her restless and irritable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi extended her hand. The black mist writhed slowly in her palm. Undoubtedly, it contained a trace of Zhang Ningning’s life force—but mostly, it was chaotic, evil energy, like a sweet treat smeared with filth—both pitiful and repulsive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who are you? What monster are you? How can you drain my power?” Amy finally broke through a sliver of psychic pressure, her voice piercing like a knife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi’s expression shifted. She deliberately mocked: “Is that hard?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Amy’s eyes widened in horror. She stared at Yang Yi, then whispered to herself: “Impossible… impossible… how could she…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her expression twisted again—face contorted, body convulsing as if in death throes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A jet of pitch-black energy leapt from Amy’s body and fled toward the outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire community was sealed under Yang Yi’s psychic force. The black energy slammed into an invisible barrier and bounced back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amy’s venom and mockery stirred no emotion in Yang Yi—but her fear and flight ignited a nameless fury inside her, flaring up like a sudden flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She reached out, and the black energy writhed as it was drawn onto her palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi leaned close to the black mass, prodding it with psychic force. It struggled violently, desperate to escape her grasp—but couldn’t even leave her palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi asked coldly: “What are you afraid of? Why are you so terrified that I can drain your energy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Great One, forgive me! I am but a humble Soul-Hosting Demon. Had I known this was your pasture, I would never have dared steal your sheep…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black energy trembled, hissing softly, whispering pleas as it shrank smaller and smaller in her palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another language she’d never heard before—yet she understood it perfectly, just as she had with the Fire Demon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words “pasture” and “lamb” made her heart tremble; a strong sense of unease surged within her, as if an invisible, colossal mouth above were slowly opening in the unseen depths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Explain clearly!” Mental force formed several steel needles that stabbed violently into its body, causing it to hiss in agony. “Tell me everything you know!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes… Si … my lord! Please spare me, I’ll tell you everything…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“First, tell me why you’re afraid I can drain your energy?” Yang Yi slowly withdrew the mental steel needles; the energy cluster shrank even further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My lord, my ability is insignificant—I merely parasitize the souls of sentient beings to sow seeds—but once successful, we become inseparable from our host. Only a few high-ranking lords possess the power to fully separate us from our host…” Amy’s voice grew fainter, as if she were mortally wounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi’s heart leapt; she suppressed her excitement and asked coldly, “Who are they?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The noble Deslaid, Brophir, Asathde, Leyatori… and the Supreme One…” Amy murmured, as if afraid to utter that name—even as a title.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who?” Yang Yi’s heart pounded wildly; she leaned closer, straining to hear more clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The name Asathde startled her, but the name it dared not speak made her heart tremble—as if she were about to push open an ancient, mysterious door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the pitch-black energy, compressed to its limit, suddenly shattered the mental restraint and surged into her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too careless—it still had one last trick…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi shuddered violently; a bone-chilling cold seized her.\u003C\u002Fp>",2232,"2026-06-20T07:52:47.920Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","59d912dab049c7dd844d226f0c64aa73f36e254788be3dee5d5638644efe3369","after-becoming-a-god-among-humans-i-just-want-to-chapter-45","after-becoming-a-god-among-humans-i-just-want-to-chapter-43",246,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fafter-becoming-a-god-among-humans-i-just-want-to-cover.jpg"]