Chapter 69: Do You Know How I Spent These Four Days?

Yang Yi yawned as she stepped out of her room; the suite butler, who had been waiting anxiously outside, saw her and his eyes lit up, which startled her.

"Uh... may I ask what you need?" Yang Yi asked the butler uneasily.

"It's like this," the butler, realizing his emotions were too intense, immediately regained his professional demeanor, becoming polite and attentive. "Mr. Mayor, the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, and all the leaders are waiting for you in the side hall. The hotel has prepared a private room and is simply waiting for you to grace us with your presence."

"This..." Yang Yi was a bit reluctant to go; with this time, she would rather go back and sleep for a while.

But she felt embarrassed to refuse; she had always been bad at turning people down.

"Captain Yang, you resolved the threat of alien creatures in our city last night; the entire population of our city is grateful to you."

The butler became excited again. "You don't know how we've been getting by these past few days. I saw those monsters with my own eyes," he said, unable to help shivering.

"Those terrifying monsters; let alone killing them, just seeing them made me freeze up in fear at the time. So, I truly admire you. You rushed to Mist City for the sake of all the people, amidst your busy schedule, without even time to rest, without even time to eat dinner, and faced those terrifying monsters single-handedly..." At this point, he was almost moved to tears.

Regarding those tears, Yang Yi felt as if they were pricking her; she involuntarily took a small step back.

Yang Yi didn't dare say she didn't like "eating," and since her purpose in coming to Mist City was to resolve the alien creature threat, she didn't feel that throwing herself immediately into work was any hardship.

She only felt that this suite butler seemed to view her as too "great," as if he had lifted her to a height she had never imagined, a height detached from ordinary people...

Why was he so "grateful" to her?

If she were still the former Yang Yi, an ordinary person without superpowers, even if she sacrificed herself for the benefit of the masses, she would likely only win a word of admiration, and perhaps someone would secretly call her foolish.

But once she stood at a certain height and gained certain halos, her actions instantly became noble; ordinary acts on her part appeared "down-to-earth," and even skipping meals to throw herself into work became proof of her "greatness."

In the past, she treated her accounting job with the same diligence as she now treats her Awakened work, yet no one ever praised her for doing well or was so "moved" by her work attitude. Moreover, the boss always thought she didn't do enough, wishing to dump all matters regarding accounts onto her, yet refused to raise her salary.

Although this current job can provide safety for more people, that is not the reason they have elevated her to such a high status.

The only difference between the past and the present: status—a byproduct brought about by her power.

When a person of high status performs a slightly down-to-earth act, people of low status feel grateful. A person of high status naturally gains the approval of the majority. Furthermore, people believe that a person of high status must possess rich experience, extraordinary talent, and Gao Chao wisdom. Even without these, they must have some other outstanding quality.

Most people are accustomed to obeying, submitting to, and blindly following those in high positions; perhaps this is a kind of worshipping strength?

And Yang Yi, having been a commoner for so long, has not yet gotten used to this feeling of being held up high by others; instead, it makes her feel uncomfortable all over.

If she could immediately leave this awkward situation, she would rather accompany the leaders to socialize; she hurriedly said, "Uh... this is my job; it's what I should do, what I should do... please take me to the private room!"

Over a short stretch of road, everyone Yang Yi met was inexplicably grateful to her; every waiter was eager to run up and ask what she needed. When she went to the restroom to use the toilet and came out, a female waiter about her age stood nervously by the sink, holding hand soap and a disposable Mao Jin, waiting anxiously to serve her.

On the way, she also met three guests; one of them froze the moment he saw her, watched her leave, then pulled out his phone and started calling frantically. Even after Yang Yi had walked far away, she could still hear his excited voice: "Do you know who I met? Yang Yi! The God of Humanity! Can you believe it? I live in the same hotel as her!..."

Another was a middle-aged man in his forties, who looked like a big boss; he puffed out his belly, stepped out of his room, saw her, froze instantly, then hurriedly pretended to be casual as he chased after her, desperately searching his mind for words, until finally he managed to blurt out, "The monsters in Mist City—was it you... you who resolved them?"

Yang Yi nodded: "Mm, yes." He seemed to not know what to say; seeing Yang Yi about to turn a corner, he finally managed to blurt out a second sentence: "You are truly amazing." He fumbled as if wanting to hand over a business card, but ultimately withdrew his hand. Yang Yi felt sorry for him just watching.

The third group of guests was a couple; the two had originally been holding hands affectionately, waiting for the elevator. Yang Yi stood beside them, also waiting for the elevator to go down. The couple kept secretly turning their heads to look at her, as if they couldn't believe it.

"Is that Yang Yi?" the girl whispered to her boyfriend beside her, excitedly pinching his arm. But her boyfriend was equally excited; pinched until he bared his teeth, he only cared about stealing glances at Yang Yi.

Yang Yi, feeling so awkward her toes curled, had to speak up first: "Yes, I am Yang Yi." Immediately, the two screamed and rushed forward to get an autograph.

The entire process in the elevator was torture for Yang Yi. The couple was extremely excited; during the elevator's descent, they were incoherent, asking one moment if she had resolved the monsters in Mist City, the next asking if the monsters were terrifying, the next asking about the brain-eating worms and Fire Demon in Wuming City, and the next asking what an S-rank superpower felt like... After exiting the elevator, Yang Yi's mind was buzzing.

Fortunately, the Mayor's Secretary, waiting at the elevator entrance, rescued her.

Entering the private room, it was another round of more official, more subtle, and even more Gao Chao praise, compliments, flattery, and adulation that made people feel comfortable; Yang Yi was already somewhat numb.

Just as she was eating without tasting the food, Yang Yi received a long-overdue phone call.

The moment she saw that phone number, she immediately found a reason to go to the restroom and temporarily left the private room.

Yang Yi took a deep breath and answered the call.

"Alright, you won!" Chris's voice continued to come through: "For a full four days, you didn't make a single call to me! Yes, these four days, you were busy; I saw the news; you resolved two A-rank threats, and you resolved them perfectly!

"But that is not a reason not to call me; even if it was—during a break to eat, during a break to go to the restroom, before sleep—any time, even just a single second, you could have squeezed out time to make that one call to me! Even just sending a smiley face would have been fine!

"But you didn't. You keep saying you are obsessed with me, that you like me, but I don't see it, not even a little! You simply don't care about me! You just wanted to fulfill a fan's dream! Once you got it, you just discarded it, like tossing aside a used wrapper or a drink bottle! Damn it, you won!"

"Uh... I thought... you were angry with me; I thought you were ignoring me because you implicitly... broke up..." Yang Yi stammered.

"I never said that! I was waiting for you to call me first! I sat alone and stewed in anger like an idiot for four days! Understand? A full four days!" Chris's tone was almost frantic:

"Do you know how I spent these four days?"