Chen Fan raised his head abruptly and looked at the statue of the god on the table with an incredulous expression.

The idol speaks!

And that's not even the most shocking.

In all fairness, considering the environment in which he lived, Chen Fan thought that he could still accept the opening of the statue or the manifestation of the spirit.

After all, no one can say for sure what happens in the other world, what if there really are gods in this world?

What really made Chen Fan unacceptable was that a statue of a god emitted a stiff electronic synthesized sound, and he also used extremely scientific means to explain the superstitious theory he proposed!

Listen, is that reasonable?

Completely different from Chen Fan's reaction, the mother on the side had already shown joy on her face, knelt down in front of the idol in the form of five bodies, and recited words such as thanking the gods.

Theology and science, in a strange way, blended with each other and presented themselves to Chen Fan.

Worship the electronic gods and pray for cyber wishes?

At this moment, Chen Fan only felt that his already shaky worldview had been shaken like never before.

"Little Fan!"

The mother's urging voice came: "What are you doing in a daze?" Why don't you thank the gods for their teachings?! ”

As she spoke, the middle-aged woman, who was afraid of angering the gods, looked anxious, raised her hand and slapped Chen Fan's shoulder lightly.

"Smack!"

A crisp sound interrupted Chen Fan's thoughts and dragged him back to reality.

Looking at his mother's overflowing anxious look and the faint horror hidden in the depths of his eyes, Chen Fan was shocked in his heart, and subconsciously followed his mother and bowed down in front of the statue.

"Lord......"

As his mother's murmur came from the side, Chen Fan, who had come to his senses, only felt an inexplicable chill behind him.

Taking advantage of the time to get up, he quickly raised his head and glanced at the idol on the table.

Not only the psychological factors but also the light and shadow effects, in his eyes, the faint smile on the face of the god began to become weird.

……

After the idol worship, it's time for dinner.

Chen Fan, who had just been washed out of his worldview, was obviously not very interested in the dishes on the table.

But in order to maintain his own personality and not cause more disputes, he still ate the meal in front of him under the gaze of his mother.

Chen Fan swallowed with difficulty the unknown vegetable in his mouth that appeared to be the rhizome of some kind of plant.

Feeling the faint astringency diffusing from the base of his tongue, the detailed information about the worship of the idol just now came to his mind one by one, and he began to carefully analyze the hidden information in his heart.

Although his mother did a good job of concealing it, he still noticed the fear that penetrated into his bones when he visited the statue.

It is conceivable that much of the mother's reverence towards the idol is due to this unexplained trepidation.

This is clearly inexplicable by pure religious belief – under normal circumstances, the gods cannot bring fear to believers.

Creatures seek advantage and avoid harm, and so do people.

If the gods bring negative emotions to the believers, then the belief is not destined to last long.

Unless......

This deity is exactly what exists in the world!

I am afraid that only the gods who really exist can firmly grasp their followers with deep fear!

Thinking of this, Chen Fan suddenly felt a fine and dense goosebump on Zhou's body.

He subconsciously pulled two mouthfuls of food from the bowl, chewing and swallowing to hide the horror in his heart.

"Little Fan?"

The mother looked at Chen Fan who was sitting opposite her worriedly, and stopped talking: "You ......"

On the one hand, she is really worried about her child's mental state.

After coming out of the room, Chen Fan's performance always made her feel a little weird, as if she had changed into a different person.

On the other hand, she didn't want to, or didn't dare to investigate in detail.

She didn't want Chen Fan to lock herself in the room again because of her doubts, let alone ...... Chen Fan, who has just become the Chosen One, has a status far higher than her.

"I'm fine."

Chen Fan came back to his senses, glanced at his mother, hurriedly looked away, took a bite of the food in the bowl, and then pretended not to care and asked, "Mom, do you feel that the voice of the god statue is a little strange today?" ”

"Something weird?" The mother frowned suddenly, as if she was remembering something.

After a while, she shook her head: "No." ”

"God has always been that voice." The mother repeated in the affirmative, "You must have heard it wrong!" ”

This sentence directly set off a storm in Chen Fan's heart!

It's always been this voice!

This means that whether it is the statue speaking or the stiff electronic synthesized sound, it is very normal for the mother to think!

Chen Fan tried his best to keep his face calm, but the horror and doubt in his heart inevitably showed signs in his eyes.

This sign will naturally not escape the mother's gaze.

She frowned, as if thinking about something.

For a while, the living room fell into an eerie tranquility, and Chen Fan also subconsciously sped up the action of pulling the food.

There's obviously something big wrong with this world!

If he wants to get safe information about the world, he can only pin his hopes on the handwriting in the room!

The mother let out a long sigh of relief, breaking the silence that had lasted for several minutes.

"Hoo ......"

She looked at Chen Fan with soft eyes: "Xiao Fan." ”

"You've just become the Chosen One, and it's normal for you to feel stressed."

"There's still a lot of time until the next Chosen Ceremony, so you can slowly adjust and relax."

The mother's voice paused slightly, and after a moment of hesitation, she said again: "Those words just now ......"

"I don't think I heard it, and you forgot about those words of disobedience to the gods."

"Otherwise......"

The mother sighed and did not continue.

Chen Fan's expression was solemn.

Although he didn't know what his mother's Divine Election Ritual was, he thought that it would not be a good thing when he thought of the strange scenes before.

While nodding his head in agreement, the sense of crisis in Chen Fan's heart also climbed again.

……

After dinner, Chen Fan walked into his room again under the watchful eye of his mother.

The wooden door closed slowly, blocking the mother's worried gaze and the strange aura of the idol in the living room.

The room was pitch black, Chen Fan gasped a few breaths, and the originally tense nerves seemed to be relieved.

He raised his trembling hands, his eyes lowered, and made a prayer gesture in the same mother's motion: "Lord, please give the world light ......"

A faint glow burst overhead, tearing through the darkness of the room with an unrivaled momentum.

Heh, fucking it's still voice-activated mode.

Chen Fan tugged at the corners of his mouth weakly, and sighed in his heart as if he was happy.

There is no doubt that human beings yearn for light.

But this light did not bring any comfort and warmth to Chen Fan.

On the contrary, as the incandescent lamp turned on, the sense of crisis and oppression that was a little far away swept over again!

Chen Fan held his breath suddenly—directly in front of him, the gods were looking down on him from above!