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

Chapter 39 High Pressure Management
Looking at Gao Yuan's retreating figure, Chen Fan felt a little melancholy in his heart.

"Hey……"

He sighed softly.

【Don’t pay too much attention to these things. 】

After using various physiological indicators to detect Chen Fan's low mood, Yi comforted Chen Fan:
[Such things were common in religious times. 】

[For the sake of the illusory gods, these ignorant intelligent creatures can do anything. 】

"No, I'm just a little sorry."

【regret? What are you regretting? 】

Chen Fan smacked his lips gently: "Tell me, what a good intelligence baby."

"One, you said that if he stops contacting me, where can I go to obtain information so easily in the future?"

【…】

【You are a real dog! 】

Chen Fan shrugged indifferently.

dog?
If you can survive safely in this world, what's the harm in being a bit of a dog?
"Let's get down to business first."

Chen Fan raised his head to identify the direction, and quickened his pace towards his home:
"What do you think the situation outside the city should be like now?"

"besides……"

Chen Fan paused: "Why did Gao Yuan react so loudly when I mentioned outside the city?"

[If the disaster in the first year of Varela was caused by a large-scale nuclear war, then...]

"A radioactive nuclear wasteland?"

[...The environment outside the city should be quite good now. 】

"……what?"

Yi's answer completely exceeded Chen Fan's imagination. He quickly asked: "There shouldn't be some dirty air outside, which is nuclear radiation?"

[Don’t even think about when this nuclear war happened. 】

[The outbreak occurred in 1800 in the old calendar, and it is now 2067 in the old calendar. 】

[For 267 years, the outside world has almost recovered. 】

Chen Fan was stunned.

In his imagination, the damage caused by nuclear war should be extremely huge and lasting.

Yi's words gave him a new understanding.

[Don’t underestimate the self-recovery ability of nature, and don’t overestimate the destructive power of nuclear bombs. 】

[In the final analysis, nuclear bombs are just the trump card of first-level civilization. 】

[As for the reaction of that boy Gao Yuan...]

Yi was silent for a moment: [This machine cannot make an accurate judgment. 】

[But considering the history of Varela City and its religious system, I believe this should be related to the church. 】

……

Varela City, Dongcheng District.

Standing on an inferior road paved with cement and slightly potholes, Chen Fan carefully looked at the low residential building in front of him, which was only three stories high - his home was here.

The dim sunset reflected on this low residential building, giving it a sense of desolation.

The aroma of some food wafted out from the building.

Logically speaking, the residential building should be quite lively as it is approaching meal time.

but……

Whether it was the residential building in front of Chen Fan or the other residential buildings he passed along the way, they all seemed extremely quiet.

This inexplicable silence is even a bit strange.

On the road, numb-looking pedestrians walked quickly in small groups.

A woman with a little girl stooped slightly and passed by Chen Fan.

The moment she passed by, the little girl quietly turned her head, her big eyes suddenly flashing with curiosity, as if she was thinking about the reason why Chen Fan was standing here motionless.

Chen Fan subconsciously twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a smile to the little girl.

"Snapped."

Suddenly, a crisp sound came from the front.

In pain, the little girl hurriedly squinted her eyes and retracted her head. "What are you looking at?"

The woman cursed the little girl in a low voice: "Be careful if you offend the gods. The church will send someone to arrest you!"

After saying that, the woman turned her head carefully and looked at Chen Fan.

When she saw that Chen Fan was not wearing the clergy's standard robes, the woman's tense expression relaxed a little.

But she still didn't say much, she just grabbed the little girl's hand and walked quickly away.

Chen Fan couldn't help but frown.

He didn't feel much when he followed Deacon Carlisle to the main church.

But now he realized a problem: the city's tranquility was based on the high-pressure management of the church.

Under the full surveillance of the goddess statue, all believers are afraid of saying the wrong thing.

After all, no one knows whether they will be sent to the execution platform of the church for saying the wrong thing.

Just as Chen Fan stared at the retreating figures of the mother and daughter, two footsteps, one heavy and one light, came from behind.

"Your Excellency, God's Chosen One?"

A familiar soft and waxy voice reached my ears.

Chen Fan turned around in surprise and saw the wide black hood that just touched his chest. A smile appeared on his face: "Priest Isa?"

"Why are you here?"

The black hood shook slightly: "I..."

"We are announcing to believers the time when the divine descending ceremony will be held."

A slightly older voice came from behind Isa.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Fan noticed the loose white robe and the slightly burnt skin under the hood.

This is also an old acquaintance.

"Carlisle?"

"I didn't expect His Majesty the Chosen One to still remember me." The burnt-yellow skin under the hood twitched slightly, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying, "It's really an honor for me."

"of course I remember."

Chen Fan smiled and nodded: "Speaking of which, I have to thank you for reminding me. At least Priest Quinton didn't cause trouble for me."

Upon hearing this, the black hood that only reached Chen Fan's chest moved slightly.

Seeing the smile on Chen Fan's face, Carlisle's tense mood gradually relaxed: "This is what I should do."

"Your Excellency, God's Chosen One, in three days, the God's Descendance Ceremony will be held at the Place of God's Descendance. Please be sure to arrive at the church in advance."

Chen Fan naturally agreed.

"correct."

"The news about the God's Descendance Ceremony...have you finished informing me?"

As he spoke, Chen Fan glanced at the low residential building next to him.

"The notification has been completed." Carlisle instantly "understood" what Chen Fan meant. He bent down slightly and said, "The mother of the Chosen One is very cooperative with our work."

"She also asked about the Third Oracle Ceremony."

"She was happy to hear that you caught up with the oracle ceremony."

Chen Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

I have to say that he was really afraid that his cheap mother would stab him hard in the back!
He put his hands behind his back and nodded calmly: "Then I won't disturb your next work."

Hearing this, Carlisle also subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Excellency Isa, it's time for us to leave."

Nothing happens.

Under the white hood, Carlisle's mouth twitched slightly: "...Your Excellency Isa? Your Excellency Isa?!"

Chen Fan couldn't help but froze in place when he saw the scene in front of him.

This……

What's happening here?
Is there anything else Isa wants to tell him?

Just when Chen Fan was deep in thought, the wide black hood moved again.

"...You are right, Your Excellency the Chosen One."

Chen Fan: "...???"

(End of this chapter)