With the support of a ninth-level civilization, do you want me to believe in electronic gods?

Chapter 3 Hazardous Technology Administration
The light of the incandescent lamp gradually stabilized, and Chen Fan also completely saw the things in front of him——

Just pictures of gods hanging on the walls.

Chen Fan's face turned pale, and he raised his slightly trembling right hand to wipe away the fine cold sweat on his forehead.

Perhaps it was because of the lighting, or perhaps it was the influence of those weird scenes just now, but he was dazzled for a moment.

After the initial panic, an inexplicable anger rose in Chen Fan's heart.

Tear it up!
Tear up this portrait!

He stared at the female deity in the portrait with bloodshot eyes, his eyes filled with unspeakable madness and the deepest fear.

Time passes minute by minute.

In the end, Chen Fan bit his back teeth hard, and relied on his remaining rationality to suppress the urge to tear up the portrait - tearing up the portrait of gods in the religious era, just thinking about it, he knew that this was an unforgivable sin. !

He moved his gaze away from the portrait, stepped over the dirty clothes scattered by the door, stumbled to the desk, and forcefully opened the matching drawer on the wooden desk.

Looking at the scattered papers covered with writing in the drawer, Chen Fan subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

He carefully took it out and read it carefully in the dim light.

……

Every piece of paper covered with writing is carefully marked with a date.

Chen Fan compared the paper calendar next to his desk and arranged these notes in chronological order.

With just one glance, Chen Fan realized the problem:
At the beginning, a month ago, the handwriting on the paper was very clear, but as time went by, the handwriting began to become increasingly sloppy, and every stroke seemed very hasty.

And this phenomenon is particularly obvious in the notes taken in the past three days!
As of today, which is when the original owner died, the writing on the paper has completely evolved into a bunch of abstract, twisted lines that are difficult for others to understand.

It was obvious that the original owner's mental state had been declining over the past month, and had taken a sharp turn in the last three days, until he committed suicide!

Thinking of the strangeness of the statue in the living room, Chen Fan's face suddenly turned ugly.

He suppressed his restless thoughts and began to read carefully from the first few notes.

June 2067, 6, Qing, tomorrow the Divine Selection Ceremony will be held again. Having said that, the Divine Selection Ceremony has been held more and more frequently in recent years...

On June 2067, 6, Yin, during the God’s Selection Ceremony, I actually became the God’s Chosen One!
June 2067, 6, Qing, everything has changed since I became the Chosen One. My neighbors obviously respect me a lot, except for Sister Huai who lives next door. I don’t know why, but her attitude towards me has changed. …

June 2067, 6, fine, the church deacon sent us a lot of supplies, and our family’s living standard has improved a lot. Thank you to the Lord for the gift...

Chen Fan silently turned over the low-quality, rough paper with a light yellow tint in his hand, his eyes flashing with thought.

It can be seen that the original owner's family situation is not very good. Becoming the Chosen One has undoubtedly brought unprecedented glory to the original owner.

Therefore, the notes written in the past few days are filled with praise and gratitude to the gods.

Since most of the notes contained trivial matters, Chen Fan sped up his browsing movements slightly.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and stopped flipping rapidly in his hands.

It was raining heavily on July 2067, 7. I went to church today. I don’t know why, but the attitude of the people in the church towards me was... a little strange.

From this day on, the handwriting began to become sloppy, and the contents of the notes began to become shorter.

On July 2067, 7, the next divine selection ceremony will be held on August 2. I heard from the church deacon that our group of divine chosen ones will go to the Kingdom of God on that day to serve God.

On July 2067, 7, I heard that...the previous Chosen Ones never came back.

July 2067, 7. I don’t understand… Is the Kingdom of God that good? Why don't those chosen ones come back?

Looking at the scrawled handwriting on the note, Chen Fan felt his heart skip a beat.

Go to the Kingdom of God and serve God...

As a modern man, he immediately noticed the creepy elements in these highly iconic words.

Damn it, it’s not a human sacrifice, right?

Chen Fan quickly raised his head and glanced at the calendar next to him.

December 7th...

In other words, in one month, he will participate in the so-called divine selection ceremony!

After realizing this, Chen Fan's expression suddenly changed.

"Fuck!!!"

Are you kidding me?
After finally regaining his second life, he didn't want to become a sacrifice to the gods! !

No, no, no, it’s not decided yet!
The so-called human sacrifice is just his unilateral imagination, maybe there will be a turning point!
He was breathing rapidly and flipping through the notes in his hand in a panic, trying to find clues that would refute his guess.

It's just that... the handwriting in the notes was so scrawled that it was difficult to read.

Chen Fan strained his eyes and only recognized some recurring words.

【Fake! all fake! ! 】

[The Chosen One? This is a scam! ! 】

【False God! 】

……

"Squeak..."

A refreshing cool breeze blew from the open wooden window. The wooden window swayed slightly, and the incandescent light bulb on the ceiling also swayed.

Looking at the shaking figures on the yellowed paper, Chen Fan felt his hands and feet were cold.

Stimulated by the cool breeze, he shuddered violently, and his bloodshot eyes showed a deep look of fear!

God is fake, the Chosen One is fake, everything is fake!
No wonder the original owner committed suicide - the collapse of faith is enough to destroy a person from the very core!

So, what is the truth? What else did the original owner discover?
he does not know!

But one thing he is sure of:

The divine selection ceremony in one month's time may very well be the time of his death!

"Xiao Fan?"

Outside the wooden door, a familiar shout came: "It's time to go to bed, don't forget that you have to go to church to study tomorrow!"

study?

What to study? Learn how to be a good living sacrifice?
Chen Fan was silent for a moment, responded in a low voice, and then turned off the incandescent light above his head with a prayer.

The dim starlight filtered in through the window and reflected on the portrait of the god. The originally beautiful goddess became inexplicably ferocious and strange.

Lying in bed, Chen Fan had a lot of thoughts in his heart. Confusion, uneasiness, panic... countless negative emotions filled his heart.

Time passed bit by bit, and he finally couldn't bear the physical and mental fatigue, so he closed his heavy eyelids.

……

This is an extremely vast space, with dense or sparse twisted light bands distributed irregularly in this vast space.

The bands of light were brilliant, with colors that were indescribable—far beyond the limits of human perception.

To be precise, this "broadness" is what Chen Fan feels in his heart.

As if being thrown into a space with nothing around him, an involuntary and familiar feeling of floating arose in Chen Fan's heart.

After a brief period of confusion, Chen Fan suddenly woke up: Isn't this the scene he experienced before traveling through time? !
Could it be that he died again?
He didn't do anything wrong, so he shouldn't be carrying it like this, right? !

Just as he was about to carefully observe the surrounding environment, he was struck by a strong sense of dizziness, and a vague and unclear whisper sounded in his ears.

It was like the noise of a radio not receiving a signal. Chen Fan frowned in discomfort, and then subconsciously covered his ears.

But this did not have any effect, the whispers still filled my mind, and as time passed, the whispers continued to amplify!

It's going to happen!

Only one thought flashed through Chen Fan's mind before he was distracted by the extremely obscure whispers and murmurs.

Suddenly, a very slight but very clear voice appeared in the obscure whisper.

"The 3673rd call from the Central Academy of Sciences of the Pan-Universal Human Alliance, the Dangerous Technology Administration, and the TE913 scientific research ship has been received. Please answer."

"The corresponding frequency band signal has been retrieved and trying to get in touch..."

"There is no response to the first communication request. A second communication request will be initiated soon..."

Shocked by the obscure whisper, Chen Fan opened his mouth and shouted with all his strength:

"Uncle Wori! Turn off Freemic!!"

next second.

"The communication link has been successfully established and the target is confirmed to be a carbon-based highly intelligent life form."

"The coordinates have been successfully located, and ultra-long-distance transmission across the universe is being prepared..."

(End of this chapter)