He lives on another planet and is majoring in Earth Science.

Chapter 273 Visiting the World's Most Mysterious Archives
The Pope sat solemnly on the edge of the bed, his expression serene.

Although his mind was filled with countless thoughts, his face remained extremely calm.

He faced the danger with a calm and composed demeanor, maintaining the dignity of the Pope and, in turn, the dignity of the entire Catholic Church.

Li Ji couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration.

Delulu quietly walked up to the Pope.

A clean slap landed squarely on the Pope's face.

"What are you pretending for, meow? You have no manners at all when you meet God and his family of four. Have you forgotten where your power comes from, meow?"

"Eh?"

Both Li Ji and the Pope were dumbfounded.

Is it really that rough?

The Pope pointed at Shark, who was squatting on the ground like a dog, and exclaimed, "He's not really God."

"What makes you think he's not the real God? You're such a weirdo. You always say God blesses you, but now that God is right in front of you, you don't recognize him. Do you recognize Jesus then?"

"Jesus is even less real. Jesus has already died."

Delulu gave a wry smile and rubbed her forehead: "Old man, do you even understand? God is omniscient and omnipotent. Is it that difficult for him to resurrect his own son?"

The Pope was so angry he couldn't speak, he could only stare anxiously.

He was torn between his own thoughts and his inner turmoil.

How could there possibly be a living God and Jesus in this world?
But since God is omnipresent, it makes perfect sense for Him to appear.

God is indeed omniscient and omnipotent, and the logic behind the resurrection of Jesus is sound.

Could it be true?

No way! How could it be true!
Seeing his expression, Li Ji couldn't stop smiling.

Delulu frowned and asked Shark in exasperation, "Are you sure this is the real Pope, or some senile old man you picked up off the street? He doesn't understand any of the doctrines at all!"

Delulu sat down next to the Pope.

"Let me get straight to the point. Our demands are very simple, meow. We just want you, as the Pope, to publicly declare that Hong Xiuquan is the legitimate son of God and has the right to inherit Heaven, meow."

"I just want to take back what my brother has taken from me over the past few centuries, meow."

The Pope asked, bewildered, "What did he steal?"

"Everything, meow! The faith of believers, churches all over the world, these religious paintings, meow! The person who was supposed to be painted here is me, meow!"

Dailulu pointed to the Jesus window decoration on the side.

Li Ji found it hard to imagine that the stained glass windows of a church would be covered with images of Hong Xiuquan's head.

Delulu pointed forcefully at the Pope.

"Including you, meow!"

"I?"

"You should belong to me too, meow! You should be my servant, ruling the church in my name, meow. But now you don't even know who I am, how pathetic, meow."

Delulu sighed.

"Today I walk through the streets and alleys, and everyone greets my brother, meow. But very few people know me, meow. Everyone talks about my brother's deeds and famous sayings, but no one knows that I am the successor of God the Father, meow!"

"Everyone should spread my sacred classics; my famous sayings are no worse than my brother's, meow."

Li Ji asked eagerly, "Little brother, what are your famous quotes?"

Dailulu opened her arms wide and excitedly shouted in fluent Chinese: "We are all one family under heaven, sharing peace and prosperity!"

"Bravo! Applause!"

Lee Ki led the applause, and Milia immediately followed suit.

The Pope didn't understand a single word.

Seeing that he didn't react, Shark grabbed his hand and clapped along with him.

The Pope, in his own palace, was like a toy to these four madmen. He still couldn't figure out their ultimate goal.

What is the motive of a crazy Chinese man who wants the Pope to recognize him as the second son of God?
How could such a madman manage to bypass the Vatican's layers of security and appear in his bedroom as if no one else was there?

It's all so absurd.

After a moment of silence, the Pope said firmly, "I cannot do that. I can only preach the contents of the Bible; anything beyond that is heresy."

"You can't do what God and Jesus told you themselves? You mean you'd rather hold onto a book written by Jesus's students based on their speculations than believe what Jesus himself said?"

“I don’t believe they are God and Jesus! If God and Jesus really came, I would definitely believe them.”

Delulu was a little tired, and turned to Li Ji, saying, "I'm so angry, meow. Why does this guy just refuse to believe that we are God and Jesus, meow?"

“I told you he wouldn’t believe me. Actually, this could have been done without the Pope, right?”

Dailulu instantly understood his meaning: to use mimicry to impersonate the Pope and deliver a speech, unilaterally announcing her recognition of Hong Xiuquan.

"No way, meow. I need the Pope's personal confirmation, meow. Isn't the record of the Vatican's recognition of Hong Xiuquan hidden here, meow?"

"If we have it, we'll probably keep it."

"Then as long as we find that record, we can convince the Pope, meow."

Delulu patted the Pope on the shoulder: "If you have records of this here, then you'll have to admit it, meow?"

The Pope replied ambiguously, "That depends on whether it really exists."

Where is the archive, meow?

"I can take you there."

"You don't need to take me. We know where the archives are, meow."

The Pope asked in surprise, "How did you know? It's the most mysterious place in the world. Even among the Vatican staff, only a few people know its exact location."

"I've already said it, God is all-knowing, all-powerful, and all-seeing, meow. Have you even read the Bible, meow? You idiot, meow!"

In fact, Delulu had hacked into the Vatican's security network in advance and located the locations of all Vatican network facilities on the network map.

The four men took the pope hostage and led him out of the bedroom.

The Pope was flanked by God and Jesus, one on each side, and he was constantly aware of his surroundings.

There wasn't a single living person in the vast palace.

He blinked repeatedly at the overhead monitor, trying to get the security guard on the other end of the monitor to notice his predicament.

However, the surveillance cameras along the way had already been hacked by Dailulu, and almost all of the people were taken down.

They walked through the complex palace corridors and came to the entrance of a cellar.

Open the cellar door and go down the marble steps. Below is a small space with walls on all four sides.

"There's no road here?"

Li Ji looked at the surrounding stone brick walls, but there were no water stains or moss, so it didn't feel like an old cellar.

Dailulu pointed to the wall in front of her.

"It's right behind here, meow."

The Pope explained, "This secret door requires a special key to be inserted into a crack in the wall. I don't seem to have the key with me; I'll go back and get it."

"No need for that, meow."

The next second, the wall in front of them opened up smoothly.

The Pope was dumbfounded.

"How could this be? How did the door open without a key?"

"I've already said it, God is all-knowing and all-powerful, meow. You're not a professional, meow."

Looking at the most mysterious place in the world before him, Li Ji excitedly said, "Welcome to the Vatican Archives."

The Pope roared inwardly: What are you welcoming? This is my territory! Mine!

(End of this chapter)