The Deacon's Attitude

God Chosen... Your Excellency?

Hiss...

Chen Fan couldn't help but gasp in his heart.

He had misunderstood.

So, his status as a God Chosen was actually above that of a Church Deacon!

Then what was he panicking about?!

Thinking this, Chen Fan, feeling a little more confident, slowly raised his eyelids and looked again at the terrifying face of the White Robed Man in front of him.

"God Chosen Your Excellency, please return to the Church with me as soon as possible."

Surrounded by silver-white mechanical devices, the yellowish and wrinkled lips trembled slightly, letting out an emotionless urge: "You have already missed two Divine Decrees."

"If this continues, the Lord will be displeased."

As he spoke, those mechanical eyes, faintly glowing red, stared straight at him.

That look... it was like observing a dead object!

Not only that, but there was no fluctuation on that face assembled from a large number of mechanical devices.

Although the words were respectful, there was no hint of reverence in the tone, only impatience and indifference.

His mind, which had just relaxed a little, instantly froze. At this moment, Chen Fan only felt a chill rise from his back.

This didn't seem like the attitude towards a God Chosen!

He couldn't help but think of the information the original owner had written down in his notebook – the people in the Church had a strange attitude towards him.

How was this just a little strange?

They clearly looked down on him, this God Chosen!

Chen Fan couldn't help but complain in his heart.

What are you planning to do?

One's voice sounded in his mind:

This unit will be blunt, this unit cannot help you beat him up right now.

Moreover... theoretically speaking, mechanical modification can improve physical fitness in all aspects. The other party is probably not someone you, this weakling, can casually provoke.

Chen Fan: ...

Alright, alright, encountering such an Intelligent Terminal that immediately shirks responsibility when something happens was truly his good fortune accumulated over two lifetimes.

'What else can I do?' Chen Fan replied irritably in his heart, 'Just follow him!'

'This is a good opportunity to go and see the city history Xu Huai mentioned. Maybe I can really find something in it.'

That makes sense. This unit fully supports your decision mentally.

Chen Fan: ...6.

"God Chosen Your Excellency?"

Just as Chen Fan was lost in thought, the deep voice sounded again.

The White Robed Deacon took a step forward, closing the distance between them again, and also bringing him a stronger sense of oppression.

"What are you thinking about?"

Chen Fan endured the discomfort that rose spontaneously in his heart, looked directly into the Deacon's mechanical eyes, and slowly shook his head: "Nothing."

"Let's go, I'll go to the Church with you."

Hearing this, a hideously ugly smile finally appeared on the Deacon's indifferent face – the yellowish, wrinkled skin twitched slightly, revealing a twisted taste under the pull of the mechanical devices.

"Then, please follow me."

The buzzing sound of the mechanical devices running sounded again, and the Deacon also walked towards the door with exceptionally steady steps.

"Xiao Fan..."

His mother's call came from the living room.

Chen Fan subconsciously stopped, turned his head to look at his mother, and met her heart-wrenching gaze.

Under the joint gaze of Chen Fan and the White Robed Deacon, his mother hesitated to speak, and finally, with a complex expression, she whispered: "...Be careful."

Chen Fan felt a tremor in his heart.

Before he could speak, the White Robed Deacon beside him urged him again:

"God Chosen Your Excellency, please hurry."

Click.

The door closed again, completely isolating the faint, unsettling mechanical buzzing sound outside the door.

The living room returned to its usual tranquility.

Chen's mother stood in place, stunned for a few seconds, then, in a daze, she stumbled towards the God Statue not far away.

Chen Fan's performance just now completely shattered her illusions and made her realize a truth: the current Chen Fan was no longer the Chen Fan she knew.

Logically, she should have immediately reported Chen Fan's strangeness to the Church's White Robed Deacon.

Perhaps the White Robed Deacon could expel this "Evil Spirit" that had occupied her son's body—

Of course, a more likely outcome was that Chen Fan would be directly sent to the Church's judgment stand and executed.

Thinking of this possibility, her heart suddenly trembled, and the thought of reporting to the Church instantly vanished.

So...

She chose to conceal it.

This was the first time in her life she had deceived the Church, and the first time in her life she had lied.

After confirming that the White Robed Deacon had left, she collapsed onto the Prayer Mat in front of the God Statue, her face pale. Trembling, she raised her calloused and wrinkled hands above her head and let out a sigh that was both a cry and a laugh:

"Lord..."

On the other side.

The journey was silent.

Chen Fan quietly followed the White Robed Deacon downstairs and walked along the uneven concrete road towards the Church.

'One, do you think this person has a problem with their brain?'

'They have a perfectly good face but insist on replacing it with a mechanical one, and these legs, they hum when they walk, will they really be okay...'

Chen Fan lowered his eyes, keeping his face calm while silently complaining about the Deacon in his heart.

This unit is not equipped with medical diagnostic functions and cannot make an accurate diagnosis of the target person's brain.

Chen Fan, choked for a moment, cursed irritably in his heart: '...Did I ask you that? Is your brain also broken?'

...This unit does not have a brain.

Chen Fan's expression stiffened.

Just as he was about to have a good chat with One about the topic of brains, a deep voice suddenly came from the front: "God Chosen, are you very curious about my legs?"

Hearing this, Chen Fan felt his whole body tremble: ???

Brother, why would you say that!

"Since leaving the house, you've been staring at my legs."

The White Robed Deacon stopped, his reddish mechanical eyes rotating slightly, staring directly at Chen Fan: "If it weren't for curiosity, I can't think of any other reason."

Chen Fan's eyelid twitched violently.

This was a bit difficult.

Mechanical legs that gleamed brightly in the sun and constantly hummed, anyone passing by would take a second look, okay!

Alright, he admitted, besides him, probably no one else would dare to examine a Church Deacon like this.

Never mind then.

Seeing the White Robed Deacon's expression becoming increasingly solemn (although 80% of this face was mechanical devices, he could indeed see a solemn expression from the remaining 20% of the sallow skin), Chen Fan, in a moment of desperation, came up with a plausible reason.

"Ahem, I was just thinking about something that happened this morning."

"This morning?" The White Robed Deacon's interest was piqued. He raised his chin and asked curiously, "Tell me about it."

Chen Fan recounted everything he saw at Aunt Shen's house this morning, which also fulfilled the promise he made to Aunt Shen.

Of course, he omitted all information related to Xu Huai.