[{"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-80":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},2302219,4502,"Chapter 80","after-becoming-a-god-among-humans-i-just-want-to-chapter-80",80,"\u003Cp>Zhang Ning left—on her first day at work, she was dragged to a team-building event, got drunk before noon from Yang Yi’s drinking, and Director Zhou granted her the afternoon off. Yang Yi had Liu Siyuan take her home; she lives in the capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi was alone again. She’d drunk more than all four of them combined, yet couldn’t get properly drunk—she could only slump helplessly on the sofa, mind crystal clear, staring blankly at the curtains swaying in the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while, she pulled out her phone and began scrolling through Chris’s personal blog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She used to do this often—whenever she had free time, she’d browse his blog to see what he’d posted. Sometimes it was promotions for movies or ads; sometimes it was snippets of his life. Since being rated S-class jointly, she rarely did it anymore—too busy, and not just physically busy, but mentally overwhelmed, as if a flood of tasks had suddenly rushed at her, slamming into her without warning, leaving her dizzy and disoriented.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Think about it—she’d gone from an ordinary office drone to the first Awakened in just half a month, yet it already felt like years. Recalling her simple, ordinary life half a month ago felt like remembering something from long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She started from the photo of them together. Ah, back then, she’d been stunned by the hundreds of thousands of comments beneath it—even a little proud, though mostly exhilarated. He’d had his hand on her shoulder then, and even now, she could still feel that warmth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She scrolled through his playlist—sure enough, all rock. He’d said he’d been obsessed with rock as a teenager, even worked to buy vinyl records. Ah, what song had he played when he introduced it to her that day? Old Time Rock and Roll… He’d swayed gently, smiling as he spoke of his youth—so damn sexy…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she browsed his blog and reminisced, Yang Yi felt unusually at ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Chris sent a message: “I saw your personal blog went live!” The emoji was [Grinning Face with Smiling Eyes].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi smiled faintly and typed: “Your loyal fan is currently browsing your latest blog.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment she sent it, Chris called her video.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi couldn’t help laughing and answered the call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, why watch my blog when you could just look at me? That’s heartbreaking!” Chris seemed to be working out—sweat glistened on his forehead. He raised an eyebrow slightly, his blue eyes shifting with the motion, looking almost childlike. “You can ask me anything directly—I’ll tell you everything!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was early morning in Ark Country. He wore a sleeveless workout shirt and gray athletic pants on a training ground, surrounded by giant tires, resistance ropes, and weightlifting equipment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright—” Yang Yi smiled. “You’re working out? Am I interrupting you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sweetheart, no matter the time or the matter, you’re always first. Screw the workout—who cares?” Chris tossed his dumbbell onto the ground, wiped his sweat with a towel, winked at her, and added with a hint of playful complaint: “You having free time is so rare—I’ve got to make the most of it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh my god—Yang Yi’s heart was struck by that wink, leaping dozens of beats in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stop it, stop it, calm down! Calm down! Yang Yi screamed inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What happened today?” Chris picked up a sports drink from the ground and walked toward a cluster of large villas nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked like an estate—probably the Beverly house he’d mentioned. Aside from his mother’s home, this was where he spent most of his time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Yi had seen his entertainment news before—he’d spent over 200 million Kardian dollars on a mansion in Beverly, Luocheng’s most luxurious residential area, perched atop a hill, occupying the entire peak, overlooking the ocean and the surrounding mansions. It had a tennis court, basketball court, training ground, swimming pool, lawns, woods, and an entire villa complex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also had a sharp investment mind. Beyond his main career—acting, endorsements—he earned hundreds of millions of Kardian dollars annually just from investments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So she always felt he was the most expensive non-sale item in some luxury exhibition—she’d never even gotten an invitation to enter before. Now, she’d somehow managed to lock this sapphire into her display case. What an unpredictable world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Look—even without supernatural powers, he was still dazzling. And you? Only your powers give you any shine. Strip away this accidental stroke of luck, and what do you have left?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Apart from this lottery ticket fate handed her, she was utterly ordinary. She felt like a poor man who’d suddenly won a mansion ticket—but once he spent the money, he’d still be just an ordinary man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mediocrity. Yes, she’d always thought herself mediocre—average IQ, average EQ. Her only real strength was self-awareness. Unlike those blindly confident ordinary people—she envied their unwarranted confidence, the one thing she lacked most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as the first Awakened, she still believed she was fundamentally mediocre—and one day, she’d return to mediocrity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For everything she’d gained—powers, authority, status, even this sapphire—she felt they’d all someday return to their original places, no longer hers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So she never abused these things destined to vanish. Perhaps this was an unconscious form of self-protection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with Chris, she often lost control. She couldn’t help herself—emotion and reason both told her to stop, yet impulse and some irrational hope kept whispering: Try again. Just try once more…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yang Yi?” Chris sat down on the porch, his eyes never leaving his phone screen. He noticed she’d slipped into that familiar state—half lost in thought, half in a daze. She seemed to be looking at him, yet also at something else. This always filled him with unease. To break it, he called out in a mix of Ark and Xia languages:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Darling? Sweetheart? Girlfriend? Yi Yi?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? What?” Yang Yi snapped back to attention at his endless stream of endearments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tell me—what happened today? Please? I feel you’re upset.” Chris sat on the cool chair, holding his phone steady before him, angling it so she could see his face clearly. He knew Yang Yi couldn’t resist this—he was good at using his advantages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at her seriously: “Even if I’m not beside you, I want to know you—to know your life, your past, your present, everything about you…”\u003C\u002Fp>",1049,"2026-06-20T07:52:47.920Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","727d3a28a84c69e3843d4db7368786b3206775465cf3075cec0f02c91c126640","after-becoming-a-god-among-humans-i-just-want-to-chapter-81","after-becoming-a-god-among-humans-i-just-want-to-chapter-79",246,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fafter-becoming-a-god-among-humans-i-just-want-to-cover.jpg"]