Chen Fan shook his head and turned his attention to the chronicle in front of him again.

The year 159 of the Varela calendar, that is, the city of Varela has only existed for 159 years?!

Isn't that a short history?

Chen Fan lowered his head, gently flipped through the pages of the book, which looked a little hard and smooth because of the oil, and began to consult this 159-year-old history again.

【…… In the first year of the Varela calendar, with the help of the church, the city of Varela gradually got on the right track. 】

After the last miracles, the goddess left the world and returned to her kingdom. 】

[After the goddess left, there was a sudden epidemic in the city, and there were countless deaths and injuries, and the archbishop prayed to the goddess. 】

The Lord answered the prayers of believers. 】

[The goddess came into the world and blocked the filth outside the city with her own hands. 】

[In the second year of the Varela calendar, the church ......]

Chen Fan's speed as he turned the pages began to quicken.

Over time, he came to realize the true nature of this chronicle.

Throughout the text, except for the words describing the coming of the end times, Chen Fan only saw words praising the goddess and the merits of the church!

What a chronicle, it's simply a merit book made up by the church itself!

'One, what do you think?' ’

Looking at the Chronicle of Varela, which was wrapped in various precious metal decorations in front of him, Chen Fan asked Yi in his heart.

[Obviously, the authenticity of this chronicle is yet to be verified.] 】

Of course, that's not to say it's useless. 】

As Yi's voice sounded, lines of holographic annotations attached to the chronicle also appeared in front of Chen Fan's eyes: [At least some of the disasters it recorded are still of reference value. 】

Chen Fan knew it in his heart.

In fact, while consulting this chronicle, he noticed a key message - the catastrophe.

According to the records of the Chronicle of Varela, at the beginning of the goddess's incarnation, there was an extremely serious natural disaster in this world!

Merely......

Countless fireballs appeared in the sky, what kind of natural disaster is this?

Chen Fansi thought about it and felt that only the meteorite impact was more in line with the narrative in the chronicle.

This barely explains the inference that the gods came from an alien planet—maybe the so-called gods are a higher civilization in distress?

Chen Fan, who had watched a lot of science fiction movies in his previous life, immediately made up a set of scripts with explosive concentration.

The high-civilization starship was attacked by a meteorite and was forced to descend on this backward planet in desperation.

In order to return to their homes, they had to turn to the local natives for help, but their tactics were a little more drastic.

And this drastic method just gave birth to the protagonist's rebellious psychology, so the protagonist led the protagonist group to start a counterattack all the way.

Lift the veil of the gods, slam the gods high above to the ground, and then free the people from the gods' control......

I have to say that it is full of the smell of hitting the street.

[This machine recommends that you put away your brains.] 】

One interrupted Chen Fan's divergent thoughts: [In fact, for an interstellar civilization with the ability to sail across star systems, the harm of meteorites is basically negligible. 】

[Whether it is active interception or passive interception, interstellar civilizations have countless means to solve these space street. 】

[In addition, according to the chronicles, the goddess extinguished the fireball in the sky, which is enough to prove that the fireball is an object that "hangs" in the upper atmosphere.] 】

'So what do you think?' ’

Chen Fan, who was completely denied, reluctantly asked: 'Volcanic eruption? Earthquake? Tsunami? ’

'Or a fucking three-day volley? ’

【……】

[It's not clear to the machine, but theoretically, there shouldn't be such a natural disaster on the planet's surface.] 】

Chen Fan sighed in his heart.

It seems that we have to find the truth from the more objectively expressed and older history books.

But......

Are there really such books in the church's library?

Chen Fan stretched out his hand and closed the page made of pure gold, and looked at Gao Yuan with a serious face:

"Lao Gao, are there any earlier history books here?"

Chen Fan, who was afraid that Gao Yuan would misunderstand the meaning, added again: "I mean, the books that record the history before the first year of Varela. ”

"A chronicle before the first year of Varela?"

Gao Yuan raised his head and looked at Chen Fan blankly: "Why do you want to understand these things?" ”

He slowly got up and groped his way to the bookshelf behind him.

"There should be."

"The church's library has all the books, but I don't know where they are placed......"

"I'll help you find it."

Seeing this, Chen Fan also got up from his chair and followed Gao Yuan to look carefully in the huge library.

……

Half an hour later.

"It's weird......"

Gao Yuan stood in the middle of the two rows of bookshelves with a blank face, raised his hand and scratched the back of his head: "How can there be no such history books in the church's library?" ”

"This, this can't be!"

Following behind Gao Yuan, Chen Fan, who also had no gain, sank in his heart.

Has the Church destroyed all these books?

If that's the case, then where should he go to find the truth that Xu Huai said?

"Old Gao, has the church told us about the history of Varela before the first year?"

Gao Yuan's eyes showed the color of memory: "...... It doesn't seem to have been said. ”

"Hasn't anyone asked about it?"

"Ask? Why ask? ”

"Isn't anyone curious about the history that happened before? Aren't you curious? ”

Looking at the high distance that slowly shook his head, his eyes full of confusion, Chen Fan sighed softly.

[It should be the influence of that aroma.] 】

Yi reminded in his mind: [After the decline of cognitive ability and logical thinking ability, it is normal for curiosity to be greatly reduced. 】

Chen Fan gritted his back molars hard and cursed in his heart.

What the fuck is this......

[Look for descriptions from all the books that exist.] 】

[That girl named Xu Huai is right, history is history, it will penetrate every corner, and it is by no means something that can be covered up by manpower. 】

Chen Fan raised his head and glanced at the various classics densely packed in the library, and three question marks popped up on his head.

？？？

Fuck, do you hear this talking about people?

I guess before he can finish reading a few books, he will be sent to the kingdom of God to serve the gods, right?

[When did this machine say that you want to watch it?] 】

After perceiving what Chen Fan was thinking, Yi's voice sounded again: [The basic scanning function can quickly scan the content in the book, as for the next analysis work, that is the old business of the machine. 】

Chen Fan's eyes lit up.

If you say that, he's not sleepy!

After traveling for so long, he can finally experience the pleasure of cheating!

Hang, come!

Next......

In Gao Yuan's astonished gaze, Chen Fan stretched out his right hand and quickly stroked every classic book on the bookshelf in front of him.

"Chen Fan?"

Gao Yuan looked at Chen Fan's unusual movements in a daze: "...... are you?"

"Shh

"Be quiet, I'm reading."

Gao Yuan: "? ”