[{"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-45":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},2302184,4502,"Chapter 45: Reap the Benefits of Others","after-becoming-a-god-among-humans-i-just-want-to-chapter-45",45,"\u003Cp>Her soul seemed frozen solid, like winter falling into an ice hole—at first she still felt the cold, but soon even sensation vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heavy, icy, she sank into the deep ocean floor, struggling to rise, yet an invisible force dragged her downward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Such a delicious soul!” Amy exclaimed. “So pure, filled with pain, forged through torment… oh~~ wonderful! There are two souls!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amy’s jubilant voice echoed in her mind, and she suddenly snapped awake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fool! Coward! Get over here and help! If you don’t wake up, our nest will be taken!” Yang Yi’s other personality—it—shrieked venomously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop wasting your energy…” Amy’s tone was gleeful, no longer sluggish. “Once I’ve invaded your mind sea, this is my domain—it’s our species’ trait!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get out! You alien worm! This is my territory—even if that useless coward Yang Yi dies, I’ll take over this body!” The other personality raged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi’s body became a battlefield; the other personality, already holding half the ground, erupted into roaring flames and surged forward, wrapping the black energy tightly in its home-ground assault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the energy laughed merrily, letting itself be enveloped—black mist coiled into fine threads, staining the flames like ink dripping into clear water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Idiot! Are you waiting to reap the benefits of others’ strife?” The other personality’s voice grew faint, tinged now with Amy’s tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi said nothing, silently watching the struggle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amy’s power resembled infection—a strong, muscular giant could still be brought low by a tiny cold virus; though the giant was powerful, he couldn’t resist the virus’s invasion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she couldn’t find a way to counter this trait, even her fiercest charge would be corroded by Amy’s power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it! Coward! Worm! Idiot! Fool…” The other personality cursed wildly, unsure whom she was cursing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amy giggled, the black mist expanding—nearly half the burning flame turned black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi thought rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amy’s earlier fear hadn’t been fake—so what was she truly afraid of? Why had she grown bold the moment she entered Yang Yi’s body?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She recalled the gloomy, chaotic dark matter energy she’d sensed when first entering Amy’s bedroom—what feeling had surged within her then?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she extracted Amy’s infection energy from Zhang Ningning’s body, besides mental force, what else had she used?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hunger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had felt hunger, because the extracted infection energy carried a trace of Zhang Ningning’s life force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi’s mind stirred with sudden understanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black mist had nearly dyed half the flame black; Amy’s laughter grew louder, more brazen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So delicious! So pure! After consuming these two souls, I’ll undergo a rare evolution…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, it shuddered violently, as if a small animal had been locked onto by a predator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It frantically turned to look at Yang Yi, who had been watching—only to find a vortex like a black hole forming there, its misty body being helplessly sucked inward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No! No! What is this? Let me go…” The black mist peeled away from it, strand by strand, drawn into the vortex like a vacuum sucking up smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My lord! Spare me! I’m sorry! I’ll tell you everything! Your faint power felt familiar—it reminded me of a demon god, so I was terrified…” As the last thread of black mist remained, Amy’s shrill voice rang through the entire mind sea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vortex slowed slightly; Amy sighed in relief, ready to offer more tempting words—when the vortex suddenly opened wide and swallowed every last trace of black mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I gave you a chance before,” a low whisper emerged from the vortex. “I won’t give anyone a second chance to deceive me…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn fool! Why didn’t you act sooner?” The other personality asked weakly, voice venomous and furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, it took human form—identical to Yang Yi’s appearance, yet utterly different in aura: if Yang Yi was reserved, calm, and burdened with thought, this one was outward, reckless, and utterly unbound; anyone with eyes could tell them apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Reap the benefits of others’ strife,” Yang Yi said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Idiot, you know we’re bound together, twin souls—one suffers, the other suffers too…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m happy,” Yang Yi said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid its venomous curses, Yang Yi felt more elated than ever before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in reality, Yang Yi’s body felt a momentary bloatedness—not the satisfying fullness of a meal, but the forced, suffocating fullness of having swallowed a handful of clay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No nutrition, foul-tasting, toxic—its only use was to dull hunger slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Judging by current observations, soul-parasite demons are rare; next time she encounters one, she must capture a few—when hunger becomes unbearable, they might serve as emergency sustenance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For non-human species, she had no moral scruples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle John! Aunt Joan! How are you?” Zhang Ningning cried in panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The couple lay prostrate on the floor, motionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi did as before, drawing out thin threads of black mist from their bodies—the seeds Amy had sown; left unchecked, they might grow into new soul-parasite demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two groaned and stirred awake, but ignored their own condition, rushing straight to Amy’s bedside: “How is our Amy…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John and Joan stared in despair at their twenty-year-old daughter—her hair had turned completely white, her skin shriveled and wrinkled, resembling a woman of sixty or seventy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John placed a trembling hand beneath Amy’s nose, testing for breath—finally sensing a faint airflow; Joan pressed her ear to Amy’s chest, straining to hear her heartbeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mom… Dad…” Amy’s voice was weak, but her eyes, open now, were clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve come back to your senses… you recognize us at last…” John exclaimed in delight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alive… you’re still alive…” Joan clutched her daughter and wept uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi’s expression had been cold, but witnessing this scene, her eyes suddenly stung.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is what normal parent-child love looks like? So there truly are people in this world loved unconditionally by their parents…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a hazy memory surfaced: a weary back turning away after placing her before a rusted iron gate, walking off without looking back… Years later, when she became famous, a middle-aged woman appeared, reaching out and calling: “Yiyi, Yiyi, I’m your mother…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi took a deep breath, nausea rising in her stomach, irritation swelling in her heart—this scene of weeping embrace suddenly repulsed her. She turned and walked out of the bedroom.\u003C\u002Fp>",1028,"2026-06-20T07:52:47.920Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","87892c6fe5158855d63f103bcc9a7870cba87e4d0df93cfb4f0bdfca7a5ea9c0","after-becoming-a-god-among-humans-i-just-want-to-chapter-46","after-becoming-a-god-among-humans-i-just-want-to-chapter-44",246,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fafter-becoming-a-god-among-humans-i-just-want-to-cover.jpg"]