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

Chapter 23 Gaoyuan
Hearing the shouts, Chen Fan, who was immersed in emotion, subconsciously raised his head and looked towards the door.

A burly man came into view first, and in front of him was a thin black-robed priest.

The already loose black robe was even more baggy on the skinny priest, and a large part of the long black robe was trailing on the ground.

Just like a black wedding dress.

Looking at the silver braided threads outlining the exquisite patterns on the exquisite black robe, Chen Fan couldn't help but have this blasphemous thought in his mind.

The next second, he automatically imagined a picture in his mind: Carlisle stretched out a dry and wrinkled burnt-yellow arm from his robe, and then...

As the picture became clearer and clearer, Chen Fan suddenly came back to his senses.

Damn this scene is not his own imagination at all!

'Shit! one! ! '

Yes, the picturesque scene in front of him was the holographic image projected on his retina!
One obviously didn't realize its own problem, and it even cheerfully asked Chen Fan for credit: "How's it going?" 】

[Is the ultra-high-definition holographic photography function equipped with this machine awesome? 】

[Just tell me whether the degree of simulation is high or not! 】

The corners of Chen Fan's eyes twitched slightly.

High, really high.

Chen Fan suppressed the chill in his heart and warned from the bottom of his heart: "The broadcast is very good, and it is not allowed to be broadcast again in the future." '

【…】

The scene in front of him slowly disappeared, and the blasphemous thoughts in Chen Fan's mind also disappeared without a trace.

"Hey! Chen Fan!!"

"You're pretending to be cool with me again, aren't you?!"

The rough voice came again, and Chen Fan's eyes moved towards the strong man with a figure comparable to a "large double-door refrigerator".

A title subconsciously appeared in Chen Fan's mind: Lao Gao.

Full name Gao Yuan.

He was stunned, and then realized that this was the last bit of "wealth" left by the original owner - in addition to a complete language system, there was only some basic interpersonal information left.

For Chen Fan at this moment, this "wealth" comes at just the right time!
Seeing Chen Fan's delay in responding to him, the strong man with "double doors" suddenly became anxious.

He took half a step forward and pushed the thin black-robed priest aside.

"Go, go, don't block the road."

Gao Yuan said angrily to the black-robed priest: "Why are you still standing here? The oracle ceremony can also be participated in by a little priest like you?"

The scene in front of him made Chen Fan's eyes widen suddenly.

Damn it?

Is the status of the Chosen One so high?
Carlisle's words, as well as Quinton's stern attitude of keeping strangers away, made him subconsciously think that the Chosen One only had a vacant position, and usually needed to act as cautiously as possible, but now it seems...

Do you think his perception is too conservative? ! !

Faced with Gao Yuan's accusation, the black-robed priest seemed to be a frightened newbie in the workplace. He froze in place for a while and did not make any move.

Gao Yuan's expression darkened, and his tone became increasingly impatient: "Still not leaving? Be careful with the bishop and me..."

Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, Chen Fan, who only wanted stability, quickly interrupted him: "Old...Old Gao, that's enough, there's no need to embarrass a priest."

Gao Yuan's expression froze, he swallowed the words that came to his lips, and then forced a "gentle" smile on his face.

"...You are right."

He waved his hand casually: "Let's go, let's go, I'm too lazy to argue with you."

With that said, Gao Yuan slightly put his shoulders back and got into the room.

Behind him, the black-robed priest slowly bent down and at the same time put his mechanical right arm on his chest and saluted. Immediately afterwards, a soft female voice came from under the loose black robe:
"Your Excellency, the Chosen One, thank you for your mercy. May the Lord be with you."

Gao Yuan didn't look back, just waved his hand casually.

As for Chen Fan...

At this time, his eyes were widened:
What the hell!

There really is a priestess! !
Before he could recover from the shock, the petite priestess had already stretched out her mechanical hand and closed the door to the room.

……

"You kid..."

The moment the metal door closed, Gao Yuan stepped forward and walked quickly towards Chen Fan: "You missed the oracle twice in a row. If the bishop hadn't said that you were not in good health, I would have thought that you were going to give up your identity as the Chosen One. It’s over…”

Chen Fan was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously asked: "...can I still give up my identity as the God's Chosen One?"

Damn, I was careless!
If he could give up, why would he go through so much trouble!
"...Of course not." Gao Yuan looked at him as if he was looking at a fool, "You kid won't get sick and make your brain stupid, right?"

Chen Fan: "..."

He slowly exhaled the depressed breath in his chest, closed his eyes and ignored this strong man with "double doors" who had an obvious tendency to talk.

According to Gao Yuan, the original owner should be aloof and cold in front of him, and it is quite reasonable for him to do so.

Sure enough, Gao Yuan didn't notice anything unusual.

At the moment when Chen Fan closed his eyes to rest, his voice rang out again: "Hey, hey, I was just making a little joke. You don't do this every time, do you?"

Seeing that Chen Fan ignored him, Gao Yuan was silent for a moment and then abruptly changed the topic:

"Chen Fan..."

"You didn't participate in the first two oracles. Let me tell you, you've suffered a big loss!"

"I'm not bragging, this oracle is so mysterious! I really heard the voice of the Lord, and even saw the Kingdom of God where the Lord is!"

Chen Fan's ears twitched slightly.

This is heavyweight information!
He suppressed the curiosity in his heart and opened his closed eyes to look at Gao Yuan beside him.

"Want to know?" Seeing Chen Fan open his eyes, Gao Yuan suddenly showed a proud smile on his face, "If you beg me, I will..."

Chen Fan's mouth twitched and he closed his eyes again.

At this moment, he finally understood the reason why the original owner was "pretending to be cold" in front of him.

"..."

"..."

A few seconds later, Gao Yuan's somewhat aggrieved voice sounded again: "...Okay, you win, I'd better tell you directly."

Chen Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked at the strong man beside him with a smile.

This seemed to be the most relaxing moment for him since he traveled through time.

"See that wooden chair over there?"

Gao Yuan pursed his lips toward the chair placed in the center of the room: "The bishop said that this is the Holy Seat that communicates with God. Only those chosen by God can sit on it and listen to the voice of the Lord."

Chen Fan nodded thoughtfully.

In his mind, Yi had already made corresponding guesses based on this sentence.

[This unit believes that this so-called Holy See may be a brain-computer interface connected to a signal receiving and amplifying device. 】

Chen Fan calmly asked in his heart: "How to say?" '

[Receive signals from high-tech civilizations, decode and compile them, and then transmit them to the brains of the chosen ones through the brain-computer interface, thus allowing the chosen ones to have the illusion of seeing the goddess and the kingdom of God. 】

(End of this chapter)