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

Chapter 265 The Vatican is too stingy with Delulu
Delulu handed the phone back to the white guy with a disgruntled expression.

The white guy gave a thumbs up: "Great shot! Thanks, bro!"

"Who's your brother, meow? Jesus and I are the real brothers, meow."

"Funny joke. Very funny. Goodbye. Jesus, God, beautiful lady, Asian uncle!"

The man waved his hand, leaving behind a dashing silhouette.

Hong Xiuquan, like a spoiled young lady, stood with his legs together and stomped his feet angrily.

He shouted at the retreating figure, "Who are you calling 'Asian Uncle'? I am Hong Xiuquan! I am the Heavenly King, the Son of God, and the Brother of Jesus!"

Seeing that the person didn't react, Dailulu was about to rush out.

Li Ji quickly went up and pulled him away.

"It's not worth it. Brother, let's get down to business first."

"Hmph! She's lucky, meow. Jesus stole Hong Xiuquan's life, meow. Once I get the Pope to recognize Hong Xiuquan, these people will definitely remember his name, meow."

"They will not only remember, they will never forget it."

They walked through the streets of Rome, heading towards the Vatican.

Shark asked curiously, "What exactly is the Pope?"

Li Ji explained, "The Pope is the leader of the Catholic denomination within Christianity. At the height of his power, he also controlled a vast country."

"However, nowadays, the Pope no longer holds enormous secular power."

"We only own a small piece of land within the city of Rome. We are now heading to the Papal States—the Vatican City."

"Here we are."

Before us lay a not-so-large St. Peter's Square.

A 25-meter-tall obelisk sits in the center of the square, its bronze cross at the top gleaming in the sunlight.

The sun cast a long shadow of the obelisk.

At the end of the square stands the tall and magnificent St. Peter's Basilica. In front of its enormous dome, which is as beautiful as a planet, 142 statues of saints stand in a row, as if looking down on the believers from above.

Two arched colonnades extend from either side of the church, interspersed with tall Roman columns, like the arms of giants embracing St. Peter's Square.

A row of low iron fences separates the square from the outside world.

Delulu leaned on the railing, gazing at the tall and magnificent St. Peter's Basilica: "Not bad for a doorman, meow."

Li Ji looked at the promotional sign placed next to the railing.

The document contains a map of the Vatican and related information.

"Actually, this is already a quarter of the Vatican's."

"Eh?"

The three of them simultaneously exclaimed in surprise.

They gathered around the signboard.

The map shows that St. Peter's Square occupies about a quarter of Vatican City's territory.

The remaining area consists of expansive gardens, the papal palace, and a small residential area.

"If this little bit is a quarter, what is the total area, meow?"

Milia pointed to the sign: "It says 0.44 square kilometers."

Dai Lulu smiled: "0.44 square kilometers. My garage is bigger than this, meow."

Shark Baby squinted and tilted his head to measure the distance in the square: "It's too short. Even God wouldn't be satisfied running here."

"God doesn't have that need."

Dailu smiled slightly: "The followers of Jesus are having a really tough time, meow. They still have to believe in Hong Xiuquan. As long as they convert to my sect, I will expand this place a trillion times, meow!"

"Are you suggesting that the Pope should attack Mars?"

Delulu pointed to the magnificent gate of St. Peter's Basilica: "Let's hurry up, once we cross the border, we'll reach the Pope's palace, meow."

"In fact, this is the real border of the country."

Following the direction Li Ji pointed, there was a gap in the middle of the fence, large enough for three people to pass side by side. The fence was only up to a person's chest at its highest point.

The Vatican's gates look no different from the gates of a children's playground in a residential area.

Dailu patted Li Ji on the shoulder: "That's too shabby, meow. Don't worry, brother, meow. Once all your followers acknowledge me, I'll definitely help you build a gate spanning ten thousand square kilometers, meow."

"You're going to pilot a starship?"

The four people walked through the Vatican's gates, attracting the attention of many tourists.

Everyone greeted them.

"Hello, Jesus!"

Li Ji smiled and waved to them.

"Hello! Guys!"

Sunlight streamed through the hollow of his palm, illuminating his kind face.

Upon seeing this, the person who was greeting them immediately pursed their lips, stretched their philtrum, widened their eyes, and forced a smile, trying not to laugh.

There is nothing more unsettling than seeing Jesus with holes punched in his hands in a Christian holy site.

Shark asked curiously, "What's with their reaction?"

Milia guessed, "This must be a gesture of reverence for God."

Delulu stood in the square, facing the sunlight, squinting as she counted the saints on the church roof.

Jesus, in the center, has a halo around his head and is holding a cross in his arms.

Li Ji leaned closer: "The artistic treasures of Earthlings are a pleasure to look at."

Delulu didn't speak, but slowly moved her eyes from left to right.

"You're so engrossed in watching it?"

"Don't bother me, I'm looking for Hong Xiuquan, meow."

"How come Hong Xiuquan is here?"

Dai Lulu, who resembled Hong Xiuquan, stomped her foot angrily like a little girl: "Damn it, why is there Jesus but not Hong Xiuquan, meow?"

"I need to think about how to design the statue if I were to put Hong Xiuquan's statue there, meow."

"Don't you think holding a clump of virus in your hand is enough of a visual aid, meow?"

Li Ji could hardly believe his ears: "Who, a good person, has the virus in their hands?"

Suddenly, God squeezed his head out from between the two like a dog: "Actually, everyone has the virus in their hands!"

"Shark, that's enough!"

Delulu explained, "Look, Jesus is holding a cross because he was nailed to the cross, meow. This shows that Christians are commemorating people based on their cause of death, meow."

"Hong Xiuquan died of illness, so it's reasonable that he had the virus in his possession, and it also aligns with the doctrine, meow."

Li Ji retorted, "Hong Xiuquan died from malnutrition caused by wild grass, not from a virus. He should have been pinched by a blade of grass."

Dailu nodded seriously: "That makes sense, meow."

"Fuck."

A row of fences blocks the way in front of St. Peter's Church, and you have to queue up from the corridors on both sides to enter.

Jesus, God, Hong Xiuquan, and Wang followed the long queue, waiting to enter St. Peter's Basilica.

The team adopted a Disney-style spiral design, resembling a snake playing a game.

After a long 30-minute wait, they finally made their way from the end of the corridor to the middle, but the entrance to St. Peter's Basilica still seemed far away.

Looking at the densely packed crowd in front of her, Delulu complained, "How does Earth manage to cram so many people into such a small space, meow?"

"Perhaps it was inspired by the slave trade."

"I have a question, meow. Can we really see the Pope on this road, meow?"

(End of this chapter)