The white-robed coach listened to Chen Fan's narration silently.

"The little boy you were talking about...... I seem to be a little impressed. ”

The white-robed coach stretched out his hand that had been hidden in the white robe and gently rubbed his temples, which were still fleshly mortals.

The arm was dry and thin, and the burnt yellow skin was full of wrinkles, and at a glance it was an old man's hand.

"I remember, it must have been last year, right?"

"Do you remember?" Chen Fan was stunned, and patted his ass out of instinct, "You have a really good memory." ”

The white-robed deacon's mechanical eyes glanced at Chen Fan, and the lines of his face softened slightly: "You are more able to speak than the other Chosen ones." ”

"Anyway, there is still plenty of time now, since you mentioned it, I'll talk to you about it."

Chen Fan secretly laughed in his heart.

I used to say that time was tight, but now it's time free......

How else to say that thousands of clothes are worn, and sycophants are not worn?

"I can't say it's memory, right." The white-robed deacon took a step forward and continued, "The ordinary people who can be blessed by the gods are only a few, and I am afraid that there will not be a few in a year, this is still a child, so it is naturally easy to remember." ”

Chen Fan followed his footsteps, and at the same time "inadvertently" glanced at a small section of mechanical legs exposed under the white robe.

This small action was naturally noticed by the white-robed deacon, who pulled the corners of his mouth and showed an awkward smile: "Yes, this is also a gift from the Lord." ”

As he spoke, the white-robed deacon reached out and gently tapped the various mechanical devices embedded in his face, and said proudly: "Except for the clergy of the church, no one can receive so many blessings!" ”

Looking at the face embedded with mechanical devices hidden in the hood, Chen Fan only felt a feeling of discomfort from the heart.

Welfare?

He doesn't think it's a blessing!

Having said that, Chen Fan still showed just the right amount of admiration on his face against his will: "Awesome!! ”

The smile on the white-robed deacon's face grew thicker and uglier.

"You're the Chosen One!"

"Over the years, I've seen a lot of the Chosen One, and it's the first time I've seen one like you!"

Chen Fan's heart tightened: "What do you say?" ”

"Don't be nervous." Compared with before, the attitude of the white-robed deacon was much softer, "You should know that the status of the Chosen in the church is basically the same as that of the bishop, and I am afraid that no one in the church can force them to do things except the archbishop, which is why the attitude of the Chosen One towards us deacons is ......"

As he spoke, the white-robed deacon sighed and shook his head helplessly.

Chen Fan's heart suddenly understood.

Dare is the contradiction between the grassroots personnel and the airborne leadership!

The deacon is the grassroots of the church, and the Chosen is the parachute leader.

And that's not the worst of all, the worst thing is that these leaders often only have a "tenure" of tens of days or months.

At the end of the term, the Chosen One will go to the kingdom of God, and a new batch of Chosen One, or a new group of "leaders," will take office.

It's strange that there's no contradiction.

The deacons of the church have to respect the chosen one because of their status, but the chosen one looks down on the deacons of the church, and at the same time, considering that the chosen one will soon leave, the deacon of the church will often only cope with the chosen one, and so on becomes a vicious circle.

Everything was explained!

"Let's go."

Just as Chen Fan was thinking, the white-robed deacon retracted his withered and thin right hand back into the wide white robe.

After a moment of silence, he reminded softly, "If you miss the oracle again, I'm afraid you'll have to suffer." ”

"The archbishop is not as talkative as I am."

After speaking, the white-robed deacon quickened his pace and walked forward.

……

After more than an hour, the white-robed deacon's footsteps finally slowed down slightly, and the mechanical hum that was like white noise faded away.

Chen Fan gasped lightly and raised his hand to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead.

Looking at the white-robed deacon's unfluctuating demeanor, he couldn't help but show a little envy in his heart.

Flesh and blood are weak, and machinery soars.

That's right.

How can a mortal body be better than these mechanical devices!

[This machine advises you to accept this idea as soon as possible.] 】

Yi interrupted Chen Fan's thoughts in time: [The reason why the People's Federation lists the mechanized transformation of the human body as a dangerous technology is because it has extremely serious sequelae. 】

[At worst, it can lead to the destruction of civilization.] 】

To put it mildly, it can also destroy a person's self-perception and way of thinking at the root. 】

Chen Fan was shocked.

Before he could inquire in his heart, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

It was four sprawling buildings that spanned several blocks.

Each building is pyramid-shaped, and its architectural style is very different from the surrounding low-rise bungalows made of cement and concrete.

They're made of steel!

The steel gold tower is engraved with the same arcane patterns as those on the mechanical prosthetics.

Not only that, but there are also a large number of fine corrugated structures distributed on the surface of the pyramid, and a slight wave of heat gushes out of these corrugated structures.

Even when he was still hundreds of meters away from the massive steel pyramid, he could feel the heat gushing up into the sky.

In the central area of the four pyramids, there is a tall columnar building.

The top of the pillar shimmered with an extremely strong glitter, and at first glance, its brightness even exceeded that of the scorching sun in the sky!

What the hell is this......

As soon as this thought flashed, a blue holographic projection appeared in front of his eyes—

To be precise, it should be on the retina.

A few lines quickly outlined a simple schematic diagram, and at the same time, Yi's voice also sounded in his head: [Preliminary observation of this machine, this may be a molten salt tower energy storage power station. 】

Chen Fan: ......?

'What's that?' Power station?! ’

[Yes, the surrounding four pyramid-shaped buildings are covered with a reflective film with a certain arc that concentrates sunlight to the molten salt energy storage device at the central spire.] 】

[To put it simply, you can think of the four pyramids as a concave mirror.] 】

Looking at the lines constantly sketched in front of him, Chen Fan suddenly realized: "The solar stove is right!" ”

【…… It's okay if you understand it that way. 】

[As for the purpose of the four pyramids...... There is insufficient data for the machine to make accurate judgments at this time. 】

One finally gave a summary: [Anyway, this thing shouldn't be the technology that this civilization should have. 】

Chen Fan swallowed with difficulty: "You mean to say ......'

'This thing could have been made by an alien civilization?' ’

[Theoretically, yes.] 】

He glanced quickly at the white-robed deacon beside him.

From his respectful demeanor, it was clear that the building in front of them was their final destination.

The main church!

Other words...... He might have to go to the territory of an alien civilization next?!

At this moment, Chen Fan suddenly felt his scalp tingle!

He slowed his pace and followed the white-robed deacon, walking apprehensively towards one of the steel pyramids.

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