Chapter 19 The Deacon's Attitude
God's Chosen One... Your Excellency?
Hiss...
Chen Fan couldn't help but take a deep breath in his heart.
Misunderstood.
It turns out that his status as God's Chosen One is even higher than that of the church's deacon!
Then why is he so panicked!
Thinking of this, Chen Fan, who had some confidence in his heart, slowly raised his eyelids and looked at the frightening face of the man in the white robe in front of him again.
"Your Excellency God's Chosen One, please come back to the church with me as soon as possible."
Surrounded by the silver-white mechanical device, the scorched and wrinkled lips trembled slightly, and issued an emotionless urging: "You have missed the oracle twice."
"If you continue like this, the Lord will be dissatisfied."
While speaking, the pair of mechanical eyes with a faint red light stared at him straight.
That look... It's like observing a dead object!
Not only that, there was no fluctuation on the face assembled by a large number of mechanical devices.
Although the words were all honorifics, there was no respect in the tone, only impatience and indifference.
The mind that had just relaxed a little suddenly froze. At this moment, Chen Fan only felt a chill rising from his back.
This is not the attitude towards the Chosen One!
He couldn't help but think of the information that the original owner wrote down in his notebook - the attitude of the people in the church towards him was a little strange.
How is this a little strange?
People simply look down on him as the Chosen One!
Chen Fan couldn't help but complain in his heart.
[What are you going to do?]
Yi's voice sounded in his mind: [This machine can say the ugly words in advance. This machine can't help you beat him now.]
[And... In theory, mechanized transformation can improve physical fitness in all aspects. The other party is probably not something you, a weak chicken, can easily touch.]
Chen Fan: "... "
Okay, it's really a blessing for him to meet such a smart terminal that has been blamed in advance.
"What else can I do? "Chen Fan responded in his heart unhappily, "Just follow it! "
"It's just a good opportunity to take a look at the city history that Xu Huai talked about. Maybe I can really find something from it. '
[That makes sense. This machine fully supports your decision mentally.]
Chen Fan: '...6. '
"Your Excellency the Chosen One?"
Just as Chen Fan was lost in thought, a deep voice sounded again.
The white-robed deacon took a step forward, closing the distance between him and him again, and at the same time brought him a stronger sense of oppression.
"What are you thinking about?"
Chen Fan endured the discomfort that was rising in his heart, looked directly at the deacon's mechanical eyes and shook his head slowly: "Nothing."
"Let's go, I'll go to the church with you."
Hearing this, the deacon's indifferent face finally showed an extremely ugly smile - the burnt yellow, wrinkled skin was gently pulled, and a sense of distortion was revealed under the pull of the mechanical device.
"Then, please follow me."
The humming sound of the mechanical device sounded again, and the deacon also walked towards the door with unusually steady steps.
"Xiao Fan..."
The mother's call came from the living room.
Chen Fan subconsciously stopped and turned his head to look at his mother, just in time to meet that heart-shaking look.
Under the gaze of Chen Fan and the white-robed deacon, the mother hesitated to speak, and finally murmured in a complicated voice: "...Be careful."
Chen Fan felt his heart tremble.
Before he could speak, the white-robed deacon beside him urged again:
"Your Excellency the Chosen One, please hurry up."
...
Click.
The door closed again, completely isolating the vague and uncomfortable mechanical humming sound outside the door.
The living room regained its former tranquility.
Mother Chen stood there in a daze for a few seconds, then staggered towards the statue not far away in a trance.
Chen Fan's performance just now completely shattered her fantasy and made her realize a fact: Chen Fan today is no longer the Chen Fan she knew.
Logically, she should directly expose Chen Fan's abnormality to the white-robed deacon of the church.
Maybe the white-robed deacon can expel the "evil spirit" that has occupied her son's body -
of course, the more likely result is that Chen Fan will be sent directly to the church's trial rack and sentenced to death.
Thinking of this possibility, her heart suddenly trembled, and the idea of exposing it to the church instantly dissipated.
So...
she chose to conceal it.
This was the first time in her life that she had deceived the church, and it was also the first time in her life that she had deceived.
After confirming that the white-robed deacon had left, she sat down on the mat in front of the statue with a pale face, trembling and raising her hands full of calluses and wrinkles above her head, and then uttered a lament that sounded like crying and laughing:
"Lord..."
...
On the other side.
There was no conversation along the way.
Chen Fan silently followed the white-robed deacon downstairs and walked towards the church along the not-so-flat cement road.
'Yi, do you think this person has a brain problem? '
'He didn't want a good face, but he had to replace it with a mechanical one. And these legs, they make a buzzing sound when walking, is there really nothing wrong with them...'
Chen Fan lowered his eyes, keeping his face calm while whispering to the coach in his heart.
[This machine is not equipped with medical diagnosis function, and cannot make an accurate diagnosis of the target person's brain. ]
Chen Fan, who was choked, cursed in his heart: '...Did I ask you this, is there a problem with your brain? '
[...This machine has no brain. ]
Chen Fan's face froze.
Just as he was about to have a good chat with Yi about the topic of brain, a deep voice suddenly came from the front: "Sir Chosen One, are you curious about my legs?"
Chen Fan felt a tremor all over when he heard this: ? ? ?
Why did you say that, brother!
"You have been staring at my legs since you left home."
The white-robed deacon stopped, his red mechanical eyes turned slightly, and stared straight at Chen Fan: "If it's not curiosity, I can't think of any other reason."
Chen Fan's eyes twitched suddenly.
This is a bit embarrassing.
The mechanical legs that flashed brightly in the sun and kept making buzzing sounds, anyone who passed by would have to take a second look, okay!
Well, he admitted that no one except him would dare to look at the church deacon like this.
That's fine.
Seeing the expression on the white-robed deacon's face becoming more and more solemn (although 80% of this face is mechanical devices, he did see the solemn expression from the remaining 20% of the scorched yellow skin), Chen Fan thought of a reasonable reason in a hurry.
"Well, I just thought of something that happened this morning."
"This morning?" The white-robed deacon was intrigued. He raised his chin and asked curiously, "Tell me about it."
Chen Fan told her everything he saw at Aunt Shen's house that morning, which was considered to be fulfilling his promise to Aunt Shen.
Of course, he excluded all the information related to Xu Huai.
(End of this chapter)
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