[{"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-51":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},2302190,4502,"Chapter 51: Unrest","after-becoming-a-god-among-humans-i-just-want-to-chapter-51",51,"\u003Cp>Yang Yi found it unbelievable—they had only met twice. Was this the result of the “footbridge effect”? But he was a seasoned player in love; shouldn’t such childish tactics be too crude for him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, she was infatuated with him, she wanted to conquer him, she was drawn to him—but she had never imagined he could truly fall in love with her. Only in the fleeting reveries of midnight dreams did she dare think so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he truly loved her—how could that be? The thought made her herself dismiss it as impossible—and far too soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His impulsive confession filled her with doubt, and even the faint trust she had felt on the terrace retreated entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had a long list of girlfriends: stunning co-stars, pure-hearted female athletes, elegant, refined heiresses, and even a sexy, voluptuous model known as a playboy’s plaything—yet he claimed to have fallen in love with her? It was almost laughable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh, think about it—what did she have over them? Yes, her superpower: the only S-class ability. A worthy object for a man to conquer and boast about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he a spy? Had he been bought off? For what purpose was he approaching her? The Akka National Security Bureau? The Federal Bureau? The Central Intelligence Agency? Or some other organization with designs on her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi carefully replayed his words, sensing the faint tremor in Chris’s hands as they held her shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this were acting, it was too masterful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Acting could deceive, but the heartbeat could not. Her telekinesis quietly extended, probing his pulse and heartbeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thump-thump-thump-thump”—she felt it. His heart was beating rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, no—heart rate increases when one is nervous; that proves nothing. If he were lying and afraid of being discovered, his heartbeat would race just the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, she longed to rush into the banquet and find Jane, to administer a lie detector test on Chris.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if racing against his heartbeat, her own heart also accelerated uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her mind, she imagined a thousand reasons he might be pursuing her—but the one she dared not admit: that every word he spoke was true, that he truly loved her, that she was worthy of love.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, no—even if he was sincere, it might just be admiration for strength. Before he rode the sea beast, he had never shown such intense emotional fluctuation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, admiration for strength. If she were an ordinary person, protected by someone immensely powerful, seemingly capable of overcoming all danger, living an extraordinary, thrilling life, she too would fall in love with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before such overwhelming, awe-inspiring power, one feels utterly weak and helpless—like a human facing a tsunami, an earthquake, a tornado.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a matter of nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once she confirmed this, she almost pitied him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it was all her fault—if she hadn’t deliberately taken him through that experience to trigger the “footbridge effect,” he never would have been so stirred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet at the same time, she felt she had him under control, for no one else in this world could give him such feelings—only she could satisfy him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To fully control a man she had long desired—to make him adore her, obey her, be obsessed with her, and know that in his heart she could never be easily replaced—unless someone stronger than her existed in this world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was even more exquisite than love.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did she need love? No—she only needed a man she had once dreamed of, admiring and loving her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To satisfy her base vanity, to compensate for years of humble, unspoken longing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Control brought security. Now she could afford to grant him a portion of her trust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course she liked him. She still adored him. Every smile of his made her heart flutter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chris, you know—I’m uncertain about our feelings.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi hesitated, thinking how to explain her avoidance of him. She could never tell him she feared she would drain him into a mummy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You leave me disoriented. You’ve shattered my former calm. This emotion unsettles me—I want to draw near you, yet I want to avoid you.” Yang Yi spoke. How much of that was truth, even she couldn’t tell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My mind is a mess. I don’t even know what I’m saying.” Yang Yi concluded, lowering her head, avoiding his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chris exhaled slowly, cupping her face in both hands. Moonlight streamed through the window, casting a cold glow on her face. In her dark eyes, something unreadable seemed to churn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had never found a woman so captivating. She was a mystery, a black hole—everything near her was inevitably drawn into the gravity of her presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yang Yi…” Chris’s eyes, under the moonlight, were a deep blue, like the ocean at night. “Don’t pull away from me, don’t make my heart swing up and down. Please.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi gazed at the face she had seen countless times in dreams. She wanted to give him a certain answer. She wanted to kiss him, just as she had in her dreams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted to abandon all caution, to agree to any demand he made—even if he asked for the moon, she would climb up and bring it down for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at the same time, a chill rose in her chest. Within her, “It,” the hunger pressing in, and that inexplicable prophecy—all made her hesitate: “I… I can’t be sure… I believe in you. I just don’t believe in myself…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chris’s dark blue eyes darkened with sorrow. He understood he had lost everything. On this card table, his hand was nearly empty—while she still held her trump cards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless he overturned the table and walked away, he was destined to be her defeated opponent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hesitated. He felt he must leave quickly, before everything became irreversible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only by leaving her side could he regain his composure and think clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chris gazed at her one last time, said nothing, and slipped away silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi stood alone on the balcony, staring at the moonlight outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once, she had cherished solitude, the quiet of being alone—but now, this silence was deafening, pounding in her head, stirring her thoughts into chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She longed desperately for that seaside town, for her secret sanctuary—only there could she find peace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hunger within her seemed to sense her turbulent emotions. A fire surged along the restless tide of her thoughts, crawling from deep within her core toward every limb and vein, until her entire body began to surrender.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her stomach convulsed. Wave after wave of emptiness crashed over her. The hungry beast locked inside her screamed and thrashed, ready to burst through its fragile prison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wanted to crawl out. It wanted to drink fresh blood. It wanted to feast on pulsing flesh. It needed life to soothe its raging unrest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yang Yi, are you alright?” Daniel noticed Yang Yi alone and walked over.\u003C\u002Fp>",1140,"2026-06-20T07:52:47.920Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","9dd4bfe66b47154334743a6d9c2607c09a229eafe747a2f01c3c025c04bb83c6","after-becoming-a-god-among-humans-i-just-want-to-chapter-52","after-becoming-a-god-among-humans-i-just-want-to-chapter-50",246,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fafter-becoming-a-god-among-humans-i-just-want-to-cover.jpg"]