Chapter 282 The True Face of Jesus
Delulu blinked her indigo eyes.

"This problem is simple, meow. Because we protected them and didn't let them know we existed, that's why they couldn't find us, meow."

Li Ji nodded: "Of course we know that, but Earthlings don't."

"This paradox isn't very sophisticated. Once statistics are developed to a certain scale, this problem can be discovered quickly, meow. It's just that some civilizations are very arrogant and really think they are the only ones in the universe, meow. A bunch of primitives, they've made a mess of things, meow."

More than the theory itself, Delulu was surprised that Li Ji knew about such an obscure theory.

As expected of a former Earth agent, specializing in interstellar alliance affairs on Earth, he must have thoroughly researched extraterrestrial theories about Earthlings.

"It has a theoretical basis, but the timing is very strange."

"What do you mean, meow?"

Li Ji pointed to the year "1950" on the page.

"Both were in 1950. In the same year that Fermi proposed the extraterrestrial hypothesis, he participated in the invention of a machine that Earthlings could not possibly build. At least from my knowledge, based on current scientific theories on Earth, it is impossible to build such a machine."

"Could it be that your knowledge base is lacking, meow?"

"impossible."

"You're a bit too confident, meow."

"I don't. Let's study the principles of this machine and we'll know if Earthlings can build it."

Delulu tried to move the hands on the dial, but the golden hands wouldn't budge, as if they were welded shut.

"How do I use this thing, meow?"

"Touchscreen. It's in the manual."

"Huh? Touchscreen cat?"

Li Ji walked up to the mirror that was glowing with blue light.

When a finger touches the mirror, blue light ripples outwards.

A line of gold-embossed Latin script appeared on the screen.

Please enter the time and geographic coordinates.

Then rows of squares appeared.

You need to fill in the time and geographical coordinates separately. The time can only have a maximum of five digits, and the geographical coordinates should be accurate to four decimal places.

Li Ji now understood the reason for the dial design.

Positive and negative correspond to BC and BC.

The five dials from 0 to 9 connected together represent the year.

The date, time, and coordinates (month, day, hour, minute, second, latitude and longitude) matched his prediction.

The four dials following the latitude and longitude coordinates, ranging from 0 to 99, represent four decimal places.

"I didn't expect it to be the same as your deduction, meow?"

"You didn't even think of that? Your knowledge of Earth is a bit lacking."

"You're the one who's lacking, you bastard!"

Li Ji touchscreen input.

He randomly chose Siberia in 99999 BC.

Suddenly, the machine began to vibrate slightly, and the dials started to spin rapidly.

Within 10 seconds, the pointers all pointed to the numbers he had set.

"So these watch dials are really just decorations. They're so unnecessary."

Delulu smiled with satisfaction: "This concept of useless design is very Earthly, meow. I'm sure this machine was invented by Earthlings, meow."

Without warning, the blue waves on the screen switched to a vast white snowfield.

On the snow-covered plain, a tall mammoth is walking alone.

Its sturdy legs left deep and shallow footprints in the snow.

Strangely, the entire image was taken from an aerial perspective, seemingly from above, making it difficult to discern the mammoth's face.

"What a strange camera angle."

"Perhaps the person who invented this machine was a drone photography enthusiast, meow."

"Aerial photography didn't exist back then, did it?"

"They're so ahead of their time, meow." The mammoth suddenly stopped moving in the center of the screen.

Dailulu exclaimed excitedly, "It's not moving, meow! Do you think it might suddenly look up at us, meow?"

"If it looks up, it means something is hitting it from above. That makes it even more confusing to me."

The mammoth did not raise its head, but continued forward, leaving a black, unidentified object in the spot where it had been standing.

Delulu squinted and looked closely: "So small, I can't see it, meow."

Li Ji pulled the lever next to the screen, and the image began to zoom in.

As the image gradually came into focus, the black, unidentified object turned out to be mammoth excrement, still steaming.

Delulu quickly turned her head and said, "Yue~ turn it off quickly, meow!"

Li Ji was still carefully observing the pile of excrement: "How was this filmed? Could it be a pre-recorded video?"

The screen went out and returned to blue.

To verify the authenticity of the machine, Li Ji decided to select a video that could absolutely not have been pre-recorded.

He quickly selected the time and coordinates on the screen.

Delulu curiously leaned closer: "What do you want to see this time, meow?"

"I want to see a scene that can never be replicated."

The screen flashed.

Outside the doors of a modern office building, Chinese migrant workers hurry in and out.

Suddenly, a woman dressed in vintage work clothes was dragged out of the building by two security guards.

Dailulu blushed instantly, recalling the time she went to Shanghai with a letter of introduction to apply for a job and was kicked out as if she were mentally ill.

A sharp scream filled Li Ji's ears.

"Li Jimiao! Turn it off right now, meow!"

A slap came flying, and Li Ji flung his head three meters away, deftly dodging Dai Lulu's attack.

"Turn it off right now, meow! Why are you showing this picture, meow? Are you targeting me, meow?"

Lee Ki explained with a tight smile, "I was worried that the videos inside were pre-recorded, so I specifically used our own footage to check them. Your images are so memorable, I thought of that right away."

Dailu turned off the screen with some skepticism, and when she turned her head, she saw that Li Ji's lips were wavy as he couldn't hold back his smile.

"You're talking nonsense! You're clearly smirking!"

"I didn't. Heh heh." Li Ji chuckled out of the corner of his mouth.

Enraged, Dailu slapped him again.

Li Ji slammed his head against the ceiling and stuck it firmly, then his entire body bounced up, perfectly dodging Dai Lulu's attack.

Dailu looked at Li Ji, who was hanging from the ceiling with his head above him, and kept breathing on him: "Ha~ Come down, meow!"

"I'm not coming down!"

"Can we get down to business first, meow? We haven't finished studying this machine yet, meow."

"Throw the manual up here, I can study it."

"Then I won't show you, meow."

Dailu picked up the handbook and flipped through it angrily.

Li Ji hung far away on the ceiling, squinting, still unable to see the words on the manual.

Simply elongate one eyeball and hang it from the ceiling above Delulu's head.

The words on the manual suddenly became clearly visible.

"Much more comfortable."

Given the complexity of the time and space coordinates, two timekeepers were specifically assigned to take turns observing each coordinate.

The following are currently known valuable coordinates.

The Passion of Jesus...

Li Ji suddenly realized why the Pope didn't recognize him as a fake Jesus; it turned out he had seen the real Jesus through a spying session.

If I were to impersonate the real Jesus, wouldn't I be able to convince the Pope to believe me wholeheartedly?
Just as Li Ji was about to speak, he saw Dai Lulu randomly pressing buttons on the screen.

(End of this chapter)

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