[This machine recommends that you go to find out about the situation.] 】

[Now you need to get as much information as possible about the outside world, which is good for your next life, and good for our cooperation. 】

There is no need to be reminded, Chen Fan also knows this truth in his heart, but ......

Who knows what the consequences of rash action will be?!

This is not a game, and there is no such thing as saving and reading files in reality!

[Based on the comprehensive judgment of the current available information, this machine believes that the identity of the Chosen One can effectively reduce the risk factor of this behavior.] 】

After struggling for a moment, Chen Fan gritted his teeth and made a decision!

Done!

Looking at his mother standing by the gate with a vigilant expression, Chen Fan's heart moved slightly:

First of all, he needs to think of an excuse that is enough to "fool" his mother!

……

After a few minutes, Chen Fan, who had thought of the words, firmly stretched out his hand to the wooden doorknob.

"Little Fan!"

After noticing Chen Fan's actions, her mother suddenly came back to her senses.

She pressed Chen Fan's arm and looked into his eyes in a panic: "What do you want to do?!" ”

"I am the Chosen One."

Seeing his mother trying to stop his movements, Chen Fan said as usual: "God loves the world, and the church has said that the chosen ones should lead by example and convey the glory of God to the world. ”

After speaking, Chen Fan looked at his mother's eyes as usual.

He didn't say that!

In the notes of the original owner, this is what he learned in his first church class after becoming the Chosen One.

It can be called the supreme program of action for the Chosen One.

Under Chen Fan's frank gaze, the mother hesitated for a moment and slowly let go of her wrinkled hands.

She didn't speak, just looked at her child with a complicated look.

Chen Fan couldn't understand this look, but he knew that his mother was no longer blocking his steps.

Listening to the growing noise outside the door, he took a deep breath and reached out to twist the wooden doorknob.

……

Outside the door, the sun was shining.

The warm sunlight reflects on the concrete staircase, giving people a feeling of heat and dryness.

This is the first time Chen Fan has stepped out of the house since he crossed into this world.

He subconsciously turned his head to look out beyond the hallway—a patch of low concrete bungalows scattered across the ground, the sky was blue, and at the end of his vision was a dazzling light, surrounded by four equally shimmering spires.

What's that?

A trace of confusion rose in Chen Fan's mind, but now was obviously not the time to delve into this issue.

He suppressed the confusion in his heart and set his eyes on the corridor in front of him.

There were a lot of people standing in the corridor.

This may be the common nature of human beings, no matter what the world is, there will always be a crowd of people who join in the fun.

Chen Fan's gaze swept over the crowd, and finally stopped at a completely open wooden gate not far away.

The door was broken and leaned crookedly against the frame.

With just a glance, Chen Fan simulated the scene in his mind: a group of uninvited guests broke into the residential building, and then violently kicked open the not-so-sturdy wooden door.

Angry shouts, cries and chatters echoed through the corridors.

Maybe the "lively" is too exciting, and no one has found Chen Fan at this moment.

Just as he was about to squeeze through the crowd to the "place where the crime occurred", an open door next door caught his eye.

More precisely, it was the scene inside the door that caught Chen Fan's attention – a statue of a god.

Unlike the statue of the god in Chen Fan's house, this statue was placed haphazardly on the concrete floor.

The statue sat on the concrete floor, facing the open door, its delicate eyes slightly reflected in the sunlight.

Chen Fan subconsciously frowned.

Although he was not aware of the teachings and beliefs of this mysterious religion, he ...... Judging from the information he had obtained in the past two days, it was certainly not a normal act to place the statue on the ground at random!

His heart moved slightly, if he remembered correctly, the original owner had mentioned the neighbor in his notes.

Xu Huai, the original owner called her Sister Huai.

In the notes left by the original owner, after the original owner became the Chosen One, Xu Huai's attitude towards the original owner changed negatively!

Chen Fan silently wrote down this clue in his heart, and then walked towards the "place of the crime".

……

"This is Sister Shen's house, right?"

"yes, who else but her?"

"Tut-tut...... What did Sister Shen do, how did she provoke these people in a good manner? ”

"You don't know?! I've heard that this eldest sister Shen owes a lot of debts! ”

"Huh?"

There was a cacophony of chattering in my ears.

Chen Fan pursed his lips and did not take these discussions to heart.

Based on his experience working in previous lives, such gossip tends to be less credible.

The corridor is not very spacious, and even a little narrow.

Chen Fan struggled through the crowd.

Perhaps his movements were a little more violent, and the neighbors around him who were watching the excitement suddenly cast angry glances at him, including the middle-aged woman who chewed her tongue: "Hey, you ...... person"

In the next second, the sound stopped abruptly.

Under Chen Fan's gaze, the fat on both sides of the middle-aged woman's cheeks trembled violently a few times: "You, you...... How did you get here? ”

"Who, who's coming?"

Beside her, a woman who hadn't turned back asked absentmindedly, "What about that useless dead ghost in your family?" ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman's face suddenly showed embarrassment, she turned around and slapped her face fiercely: "What are you talking about!" ”

"It's the Chosen One!"

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

The middle-aged woman's low voice suddenly made the surrounding crowd not calm.

In just a moment, Chen Fan felt that countless eyes were focused on him.

Excited, excited, but more of a visceral reverence.

Chen Fan is very familiar with this kind of gaze - this is the gesture of his mother when she worships the statue.

At this moment, Chen Fan more deeply realized the status of the Chosen One in this world.

His heart shook, and he slowly walked his steps.

In the next second, with his movements, the crowd around him began to slowly retreat, spontaneously clearing a clearing for him.

At the same time, Yi also expressed his sigh in real time in his mind: [I have to admit that this is the most deformed technological civilization that this machine has ever seen. 】

Chen Fan's eyes moved slightly, and he silently asked in his heart: "Have you seen a lot of scientific and technological civilizations?" ’

【…… So far, it's just two. 】

The corners of Chen Fan's mouth twitched slightly.

He completely understands that this smart terminal is not reliable at all!!

[But there are a large number of civilized social models in the native database!] 】

One added: [The machine has just searched the social model recorded in the database, and guess what? 】

…… You, you guess?

Chen Fan's emotions were a little incoherent.

[No social composition of a technological civilization is like this, at least not in the local database!] 】

[You kid is going to be developed! 】

There was an inexplicable excitement in Yi's voice: [Listen to me, let's take advantage of the fact that we can record more sample data now, not to mention more, this civilized social form alone can at least submit more than a dozen papers to the Civilized Sociology Branch under the Academy of Sciences! ] 】

Hearing this, Chen Fan only felt a sudden pain in his temples.

Dare to love a higher civilization and also talk about this set of papers?!

Wait, that doesn't seem to be the point right now!!

Chen Fan, who realized that he was led astray by the smart terminal, quickly dragged back his thoughts and focused on the crowd in front of him.

“…… Your Excellency the Chosen One, this is a trivial matter, and you don't need to ask for it yourself. ”

The middle-aged woman who chewed her tongue before had a flattering smile on her face, and explained to Chen Fan in a low voice: "It's just a door-to-door debt collection." ”

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows.

Nothing more?

Who's door-to-door debt collection can make such a move?

He kept his calm demeanor as much as he could, and walked forward silently.

Seeing that Chen Fan did not stop, an anxious look suddenly appeared on the middle-aged woman's face: "Lord God's Chosen One, those people ...... It's not easy to mess with! ”

"Don't put yourself at risk!"

"If something happens to you, we'll ......"

In the middle of speaking, the middle-aged woman was dragged by the person next to her: "What are you talking nonsense!" ”

"The Chosen One is blessed by the gods, how can something happen!"

Listening to the surrounding discussions, Chen Fan's heart couldn't help but sink.

In the eyes of these neighbors, these uninvited guests are not afraid of his identity as the chosen one?

And something happened to the Chosen One, which seemed to be a disaster for them as a bystander?

The latter can be understood as the wrath of the church or the gods.

Can...... What about the former?