The Church Arrives

Chen Fan looked at Xu Huai in front of him.

From her lowered eyes, he saw a hint of lament, and a faint expectation hidden deep within.

'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 signal to the Intelligent Terminal in his mind: 'Can you use that lie detection function of yours on her?'

One's voice sounded in his mind:

What lie detection function? That's the Vital Signs Monitoring Function equipped on this unit!

'...Is there a difference?'

Of course there's a difference.

Human nature is complex. To truly achieve lie detection requires a large amount of professional equipment.

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

There is a considerable gap in accuracy compared to professional lie detection equipment.

First of all...

'Alright, alright, we can talk about the specific principles later. Just tell me the conclusion first.'

Listening to the incessant synthetic voice, Chen Fan quickly interrupted the somewhat talkative One.

Comprehensive judgment, this unit believes the other party is telling the truth, but...

'But there's a but?!'

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

As everyone knows, what comes after "but" is the most important.

However, this judgment is made on the premise that the other party is a normal person.

'...???'

Sensing Chen Fan's confusion, One quickly explained:

Simply put, if the other party suffers from some kind of hidden mental illness and firmly believes in their own fantasies... the previous judgment is invalid.

The corner of Chen Fan's eye twitched slightly.

He understood!

'You mean... Xu Huai might not be a normal person?'

It's just a possibility with a very low probability.

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

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

Don't even say it, don't even say it!

'Damn it, impossible! Absolutely impossible!'

'According to you, don't I have delusions too?'

One silently added:

So this unit said, it's just a possibility with a very low probability.

Chen Fan was instantly speechless.

Just as Chen Fan was immersed in the intense argument with One, Xu Huai silently took a step forward, curiously examining Chen Fan's expression.

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

From confusion to understanding, from shock to anger, he could be called a Sichuan Opera Face-Changing Intangible Cultural Heritage Inheritor.

Suddenly, Chen Fan snapped back to reality.

Looking at Xu Huai who was close by, a big question mark immediately appeared above his head.

Hey, what are you doing?

"Cough."

Xu Huai coughed lightly, and a hint of shyness that was hard for others to detect quickly flashed across her cheeks.

Under Chen Fan's gaze, she quickly returned to her original cold demeanor and raised her chin at him: "How is it? Have you thought it through?"

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

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

Well, as expected, based on the layout of his own house, if he turned around, he would be facing Xu Huai's bedroom.

Xu Huai also noticed her oversight from Chen Fan's actions: "..."

Just as the two were looking at each other in silence, his mother's voice came from the hallway outside the door.

"Xiao Fan!"

Chen Fan's expression changed slightly, and his gaze quickly passed over Xu Huai, looking towards the slightly ajar door.

After calling out a few times, his 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 muffled sound of a door closing came from next door.

The previously clear sounds of conversation also stopped abruptly.

"The Church is here for you."

Xu Huai looked at Chen Fan with interest, "If I remember correctly, the Church also provides unified training for you God Chosen, right?"

Seeing Chen Fan nod, she pressed on, "What are you planning to do?"

"Let me remind you, the Church is not a good thing. If possible, it's best to stay away from them."

Chen Fan sighed and spread his hands, "What you're saying is a bit too easy."

"As an ordinary God Chosen, what else can I do besides follow the Church's arrangements?"

He said half-jokingly, "Are you suggesting I should overthrow the Church's rule?"

Seeing Chen Fan's "giving up" look, Xu Huai subconsciously frowned.

Chen Fan stepped towards the slightly ajar door. As he passed by Xu Huai, he added in a low voice, "I'll find a chance to read those history books you mentioned."

Xu Huai's brows relaxed slightly, and she nodded indifferently.

"As for you..."

A hint of slyness flashed in Chen Fan's eyes, "I'm considering whether or not to report you to the Church. What do you think?"

The calm expression on Xu Huai's face instantly vanished, and she said angrily, "Chen Fan! You!!"

Looking at Xu Huai's suddenly much more animated expression, Chen Fan felt a surge of satisfaction. The frustration of being subdued in one move earlier also dissipated with his laughter.

"Just kidding, don't panic."

As his voice fell, Chen Fan straightened his expression, reached out, pulled open the slightly ajar door, and left the room.

Click.

The door closed tightly.

Xu Huai's expression also returned to calm.

She looked at the closed door and the God Statue with its back to her, a strange light flickering in her eyes.

"Deacon, for the Lord's sake, please be patient and wait a moment longer."

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

As soon as he pushed open the door, Chen Fan heard his mother's pleading voice, tinged with a hint of flattery.

Considering the deductions One had made before he left home, Chen Fan's expression tightened, and a chilling guess immediately flashed through his mind.

Could it be that his mother had already reported to the Church...

If that were the case, his subsequent series of plans would undoubtedly face unprecedented obstacles!

He composed himself, slowed his steps as much as possible, and used the partition between the door and the living room as cover, cautiously glancing into the living room.

His mother, with her head full of graying hair, stood awkwardly in the slightly cramped living room. A man in a loose white robe sat with his back to him on a wooden chair in the living room.

There was no saying in this world that a mother's status rose with her son's.

As the mother of a God Chosen, her status had barely changed.

Among the neighbors, she could gain some superficial respect because of this identity.

But in front of a Church Deacon, she was just an ordinary middle-aged woman.

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

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

"Please wait a little longer."