With the support of a ninth-level civilization, do you want me to believe in electronic gods?

Chapter 17 Visitors from the Church
Chen Fan looked at Xu Huai in front of him.

From her lowered eyes, he saw a little lamentation and a faint expectation hidden in the deepest part.

'One, do you think her words are credible? '

Chen Fan was a little unsure about Xu Huai in front of him, so he could only send a distress message to the smart terminal in his mind: 'Can the lie detection function you used earlier be used on her? '

A voice sounded in my mind:

[What lie detection function? It’s the vital sign monitoring function equipped with this machine! 】

'...Is there a difference? '

[Of course there is a difference. 】

[Human nature is complex, and a large number of professional instruments are needed to truly realize lie detection. 】

[This machine only makes a rough judgment by comprehensively analyzing the target's vital signs and micro-expressions. 】

[There is a considerable gap in accuracy from professional polygraph instruments. 】

【first……】

'Okay, okay, let's talk about the specific principles later. You should state the conclusion first. '

Listening to the chattering synthesized voice, Chen Fan quickly interrupted the chatty one.

[Comprehensive judgment, this machine thinks that the other party is telling the truth, but...]

'And a but? ! '

Chen Fan, who was about to breathe a sigh of relief, quickly listened carefully.

We all know it, but it’s what comes after that that matters.

[However, this judgment is based on the premise that the other party is a normal person. 】

'...? ? ? '

After noticing the confusion in Chen Fan's heart, Yi quickly explained: [To put it simply, if the other party suffers from some kind of hidden mental illness and firmly believes in his fantasy... the previous judgment will be invalid. 】

The corners of Chen Fan's eyes twitched slightly.

He got it!
'䱱means... maybe Xu Huai is not a normal person? '

[It’s just a very low probability possibility. 】

Hearing this, Chen Fan's face quickly turned ugly.

Putting aside the facts and just looking at the behavior of Xu Huai and his surrounding neighbors...

Don't say it, don't say it!
'Fuck, impossible! Absolutely impossible! '

'According to what you say, am I also delusional? '

Yi silently added: [So what I said is just a possibility with a very low probability. 】

Chen Fan suddenly became speechless.

……

While Chen Fan was immersed in the heated argument with Yi, Xu Huai silently stepped forward and looked at Chen Fan's face curiously.

In just a few seconds, Chen Fan's expression had changed several times.

From confusion to understanding, from shock to anger, he can be called the intangible inheritor of Sichuan Opera's face-changing.

Suddenly, Chen Fan suddenly came back to his senses.

Looking at Xu Huai who was standing close in front of him, a big question mark suddenly appeared above his head.

Jiejie, what are you doing?

"cough."

Xu Huai coughed lightly, and a trace of shyness that was imperceptible to others quickly flashed across both sides of his cheeks.

Under Chen Fan's gaze, she quickly returned to her original cold look, and raised her chin towards him: "How about it, have you thought about it clearly?"

"If you don't believe me, you can turn around and leave now."

Chen Fan subconsciously turned his head and glanced: "..."

Well, if nothing unexpected happened, referring to the layout of his home, he turned around and faced Xu Huai's bedroom.

Xu Huai also noticed his omission from Chen Fan's actions: "..." Just as the two looked at each other speechless, his mother's shouts came from the corridor outside the door.

"Xiao Fan!"

Chen Fan's expression changed slightly, and he quickly looked past Xu Huai, looking towards the ajar door.

After calling several times in succession, my mother's extremely humble voice came from next door again: "Deacon, please wait a moment, Chen Fan should be back soon..."

The next second, a dull sound of closing the door came from next door.

The clearly audible exchanges suddenly stopped.

"People from the church are coming to find you."

Xu Huai looked at Chen Fan with great interest: "If I remember correctly, the church will also provide unified training to you chosen ones, right?"

Seeing Chen Fan nod, she asked again: "What are you going to do?"

"Just to remind you, church is not a good thing and it's best to stay away from church if possible."

Chen Fan sighed and spread his hands: "What you said is too easy."

"As an ordinary chosen one, what else can I do besides obey the church's arrangements?"

He said half-jokingly: "Am I still asked to overthrow the rule of the church?"

Seeing Chen Fan's "disrespected" appearance, Xu Huai frowned subconsciously.

Chen Fan walked toward the ajar door. When he passed by Xu Huai, he added in a low voice: "I will find a chance to read those history books you mentioned."

Xu Huai's eyebrows relaxed slightly and he nodded calmly.

"As for you..."

A hint of cunning flashed in Chen Fan's eyes: "I'm considering whether to expose you to the church, what do you think?"

The calm look on Xu Huai's face disappeared instantly, and he said angrily: "Chen Fan! You!!"

Seeing Xu Huai's expression that became much more vivid in that moment, Chen Fan felt relieved, and the depression he had felt after being subdued by one move also dissipated with laughter.

"Just kidding, don't panic."

After the words fell, Chen Fan straightened his expression, reached out and opened the ajar door and left the room.

Click.

The door was closed tightly.

Xu Huai's expression also returned to calmness again.

She looked at the closed door and the statue with its back to her, with a strange look in her eyes.

……

"Deacon, for the sake of the Lord, please wait patiently for a while."

"I believe Chen Fan will be back soon..."

As soon as he opened the door, Chen Fan heard his mother's plea with a somewhat flattering tone.

Considering the inferences given before leaving home, Chen Fan looked stern, and a chilling guess suddenly flashed through his mind.

Could it be that my mother has already asked the church...

If this is the case, then his next series of plans will undoubtedly be hindered as never before!
He calmed down, slowed down as much as possible, used the partition between the door and the living room as a cover, and cautiously cast his gaze towards the living room.

The mother with gray hair was standing helplessly in the slightly narrow living room. A man wearing a wide white robe was facing away from her, sitting on a wooden chair in the living room.

There is no saying in this world that mother is more valuable than son.

As the mother of the Chosen One, her status has hardly changed.

Among the neighbors, she can gain some superficial respect by virtue of this status.

But in front of the church deacon, she was just an ordinary middle-aged woman.

In front of this man in a white robe, my mother's attitude was extremely humble.

"Deacon, please believe me. Chen Fan will be back soon to go to church with you."

"Please wait patiently."

(End of this chapter)