Gao Yuan

Hearing the shouts, Chen Fan, who was lost in thought, subconsciously raised his head and looked towards the direction of the main door.

A burly man was the first to come into view, and in front of him was a slender black-robed Priest.

The already wide black robe looked even looser on this slender Priest, with a large section of the long black robe dragging on the ground.

Like a black wedding dress.

Looking at the silver woven threads that outlined exquisite patterns on the delicate black robe, a blasphemous thought couldn't help but surface in Chen Fan's mind.

The next second, a scene automatically appeared in his mind: Carlisle extended a dry, wrinkled, and scorched yellow arm from the robe, and then...

Seeing the image becoming clearer and clearer, Chen Fan suddenly snapped back to reality.

Damn it, this image wasn't his own imagination at all!

'Holy crap! One!!'

That's right, the vivid scene before his eyes was the holographic projection that One had cast onto his retina!

One was clearly unaware of its mistake; it was even happily seeking praise from Chen Fan: [How is it?]

[Isn't the ultra-high-definition holographic photography function equipped on this unit awesome?]

[Just tell me if the realism is high or not!]

The corner of Chen Fan's eye twitched slightly.

High, it was truly high.

Chen Fan suppressed the chill that rose in his heart and warned in his mind: 'You broadcasted very well, but don't broadcast again in the future.'

[...]

The scene before him slowly disappeared, and the blasphemous thought in Chen Fan's mind also vanished without a trace.

"Hey! Chen Fan!!"

"Are you pretending to be aloof with me again, kid?!"

The rough voice came again, and Chen Fan's gaze shifted to the burly man whose physique was comparable to a "double-door refrigerator."

A name subconsciously appeared in Chen Fan's mind: Old Gao.

Full name Gao Yuan.

He was stunned for a moment, then realized that this was the last bit of "wealth" the original owner had left him – besides a complete language system, there were only some basic interpersonal relationship details.

For Chen Fan at this moment, this "wealth" had come at just the right time!

Seeing that Chen Fan was slow to respond, the "double-door" strongman immediately became anxious.

He took half a step forward, pushing the slender black-robed Priest to the side.

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

Gao Yuan said impatiently to the black-robed Priest, "What are you still standing here for? Is the Divine Decree ritual something a mere Priest like you can participate in?"

The scene before him made Chen Fan's eyes widen suddenly.

Holy crap?

So the God Chosen's status is this high?

Carlisle's words, and Quinton's stern, unapproachable demeanor, had made him subconsciously believe that the God Chosen only held a title and needed to act as cautiously as possible on a daily basis, but now it seemed...

Could it be that his understanding was too conservative?!!

Facing Gao Yuan's accusation, the black-robed Priest was like a startled newcomer in the workplace, frozen in place for a moment without making any movement.

Gao Yuan's face darkened upon seeing this, and his tone became increasingly impatient: "Still not leaving? Be careful, I'll tell the Bishop..."

Seeing the situation gradually getting out of control, Chen Fan, who only sought stability, quickly spoke up to interrupt him: "Old... Old Gao, that's enough, there's no need to make things difficult for a Priest."

Gao Yuan's expression froze, and he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue, instead forcing a "gentle" smile onto his face.

"...You're right."

He waved his hand casually: "Go on, go on, I'm too lazy to bother with you."

Saying that, Gao Yuan slightly tucked in his shoulders and squeezed into the room.

Behind him, the black-robed Priest slowly bent down, placing their mechanical right arm on their chest in a bow.

Immediately after, a soft, sweet female voice came from under the wide black robe:

"God Chosen, thank you for your kindness. May the Lord be with you."

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

As for Chen Fan...

At this moment, his eyes were wide:

Holy crap!

There really was a female Priest!!

Before he could recover from his shock, the petite female Priest had already extended her mechanical hand and closed the door to the room.

"You little..."

The moment the metal door closed, Gao Yuan took a step and quickly walked towards Chen Fan: "You've missed the Divine Decree twice in a row. If the Bishop hadn't said you weren't feeling well, I would have thought you were going to give up your God Chosen status..."

Chen Fan was stunned for a moment and subconsciously asked back, "...You can give up the God Chosen status?"

Shit, I was careless!

If he could give it up, why would he go through all this trouble!

"...Of course not." Gao Yuan looked at him with an expression like he was looking at an idiot, "You didn't get sick and mess up your brain, did you?"

Chen Fan: "..."

He slowly exhaled the frustration in his chest, closed his eyes, and ignored this "double-door" strong man with a clear tendency to talk a lot.

According to Gao Yuan, the original owner should have had a somewhat aloof persona in front of him, so his actions were quite reasonable.

As expected, Gao Yuan didn't notice anything unusual.

The moment Chen Fan closed his eyes to rest, his voice sounded again: "Hey, hey, hey, I was just making a little joke, you don't have to be like this every time, do you?"

Seeing that Chen Fan didn't pay attention to him, Gao Yuan was silent for a moment before awkwardly changing the subject:

"Chen Fan..."

"You didn't participate in the last two Divine Decrees, let me tell you, you lost big time!"

"I'm not bragging, this Divine Decree is really mysterious! I really heard the Lord's voice, and I even saw the God Kingdom where the Lord is!"

Chen Fan's ears twitched slightly.

This was a piece of important information!

He suppressed the curiosity in his heart, opened his tightly closed eyes, and looked at Gao Yuan beside him.

"Want to know?" Seeing Chen Fan open his eyes, Gao Yuan immediately showed a smug smile, "If you beg me, I'll..."

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

At this moment, he finally understood the reason why the original owner "acted aloof" in front of him.

"..."

"..."

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

The corner of Chen Fan's mouth curved slightly, and he looked at the strong man beside him with a smile.

Since he transmigrated, this seemed to be his most relaxed moment.

"See that wooden chair over there?"

Gao Yuan motioned towards the chair placed in the center of the room: "The Bishop said this is the Holy Seat for communicating with the God, and only those chosen by the God can sit on it to listen to the Lord's voice."

Chen Fan nodded thoughtfully.

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

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

Chen Fan asked calmly in his mind: 'How so?'

[Receive signals from a higher technological civilization, and after decoding and compiling, transmit them to the God Chosen's brain through the brain-computer interface, thereby causing the God Chosen to have the illusion of seeing the Goddess and the God Kingdom.]