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Chapter 285 The Pope Sees the Real Jesus
"do not want!"

The Pope's shout was earth-shattering.

It sounded like a mandrill crying mournfully in the valley.

Li Ji was startled.

Delulu leaned closer and whispered, "What's in his browsing history, meow? It's so scary, meow."

"I don't know either. Judging from his reaction, it seems like something really exciting. I'm even a little tempted to watch it."

The Pope suddenly opened his eyes and, in a daze, saw a man with loose brown curly hair.

The dim lighting blurred their faces.

It looks like the guy who was just cosplaying Jesus.

The Pope felt nauseous at the thought that this guy was blaspheming Christ in such a way.

As his vision gradually cleared, he slowly made out the person's face.

A familiar feeling flooded my mind.

It was a face that you could never forget once you saw it.

It was the face he thought about and longed for day and night.

It was the face that haunted his dreams every night.

"How is this possible? Is it really you?"

The Pope stared blankly, then knelt down in front of Li Ji with a thud.

"Bishop of Rome pays the highest respect to the great Jesus Christ."

The Pope prostrates himself in the highest honor, an honor reserved for God and Jesus.

He kept his head down and refused to get up.

When I first took office a few months ago, I was already honored to be able to see the face of Jesus during a chance encounter.

It was as if a door to a new world had been opened.

The young Peruvian boy who grew up in Chicago decided to devote his life to Jesus Christ the first time he opened the Bible.

But who would have thought that he would ascend to the papacy at the age of seventy, and that he would experience such a dramatic day not long after becoming pope.

They actually saw Jesus Christ himself.

The Pope was so excited that he was trembling all over, and even his breathing became rapid.

"Honorable Jesus Christ, why have you come here? Are you unable to bear seeing your faithful servant suffer the humiliation of Satan's apostles?"

Li Ji was stunned for a moment.

He realized that the Pope seemed to have some misunderstanding.

"Actually, I arrived long ago."

"So you must have been secretly observing my reaction, right? I'm sorry, my cowardly behavior has shamed you. But please rest assured, I absolutely did not bow down to those blasphemous villains!"

The Pope's words were forceful and resonant, like those of a sprightly old knight.

"Emmm, actually, emmm, actually I was the one who played the fake Jesus before."

Li Ji's mind raced as he considered how to phrase his words in a way that would convince the Pope.

"what?"

The Pope looked up in horror at the majestic savior before him.

He suddenly realized that although the two Jesuses looked different, their physiques were extremely similar.

Reflecting on the events of the day, the Pope recalled how he had once hated the false Jesus so much. Doesn't that mean he actually hated the real Jesus?

"Please forgive my sins!"

Faced with the Pope's sudden apology, Li Ji was stunned again.

Why are you doing this?

The Pope knelt at Li Ji's feet, earnestly repenting. "Today, as you tested me, I failed to maintain boundless tolerance as you taught. I even harbored resentment towards you without recognizing you. Please forgive me."

Li Ji hadn't expected the other party to be so good at self-manipulation. Was this the same kind of bloodline suppression Jesus exerted on the Pope?

I hadn't thought of anything to say, so how did this old man automatically make everything seem reasonable?

Li Ji decided to go with the flow and, instead of trying to explain himself, let the Pope explain for him.

He helped the Pope up: "Get up. I forgive you. Now tell me, how did I test you?"

The Pope looked around at the faces that he hated so much that his teeth itched, and the painful memories of the day flooded back into his mind.

"You first sent a Black boy to kidnap me. The purpose was to see if I could genuinely accept every ethnic group."

"All people are created in the image of God. Therefore, all people are the same and should be treated equally and receive true equality."

“I believe I passed the test this time. I was tolerant and respectful of the child, even when he tied me up.”

Li Ji and the other three sat around the Pope, their scalps tingling with unease as they listened.

The Pope is indeed the Pope, a great synthesizer of doctrines and a man of great wisdom. Even being kidnapped by Heiwa, he was able to decipher so much.

"The second test was to have that child dress me up as a woman."

Li Ji listened intently, eager to know how the Pope would interpret the situation.

"This test was designed to make me empathize with women. Equality is not limited to ethnicity, but also includes women, children, and the elderly."

"Wearing women's clothing allows me to let go of my sense of shame and not feel ashamed, which is the only way to achieve true open-mindedness."

"It is also a form of support for women within a religious system where women are relatively disadvantaged."

As it says in 1 Corinthians: "God does not create chaos but peace."

“I confess that I failed to maintain inner peace at that moment. When I put on the black stockings, my mind was in turmoil. I still need to cultivate myself.”

Li Ji nodded repeatedly: "Good, very good. Anything else?"

"Of course there is. The third test is to examine whether my loyalty to God and you is blind, using God's family of four as a test."

"If I hadn't had the good fortune to see your face during the opportune moment, I might have believed it."

"In this way, I might make a big mistake because of my blind loyalty."

"Right and wrong, good and evil, must be rationally considered, and one should not blindly follow."

Lee Ki scratched his face awkwardly.

"Actually, that wasn't a test; we really are a family of four."

The Pope exclaimed in surprise, "What?"

The three eerie figures were smiling and waving at him.

"So God really had another son? But the Bible doesn't mention it?"

Lee Ji is talking nonsense: "The Bible was written too early, and it was written around me and my believers, so of course many things are not mentioned. It is not enough to understand the Father from only my perspective."

The Pope pointed at Delulu in alarm: "We need to understand it from his perspective?"

Dailu smiled slightly: "That's right, meow."

The Pope was in a daze. He had previously dismissed this as pure heresy, but now his most trusted Jesus was telling him that it was all true!
"I'm a bit slow-witted, and I'd also like to ask if God's legal wife is also real?"

Milia was still wearing the Pope's shawl around her waist, and she was pulling at the gold thread on it, completely lacking any maternal demeanor.

"Of course. My mother, Mary, was pregnant as a virgin, so of course she did not marry God. It is perfectly reasonable that he later met his true love in Guangxi, China."

"But how could God the Father—"

Delulu squeezed the Pope's shoulder: "How many times have I said it? The Father is all-knowing and all-powerful, so of course marriage is an easy thing for him to do, meow."

"Then this four-legged creature really is—" The Pope looked helplessly at Shark Baby, hesitating to speak.

Shark stuck out its tongue and licked its nostrils: "Yes, I am all-knowing and all-powerful."

(End of this chapter)