Seven trillion powerful performances enable it to walk in any environment imaginable, even without activating the shield and spatial cloaking system, it's sufficient to face any extreme conditions on Earth. I don't know what Father God wants to see; every time I wish to stop, he would say a phrase: "Choose a direction and keep going."
Well, it seems that at least during times like these, Father God, who is like the brother next door, still possesses a hint of divine mystique. But how exactly does one "keep going"? In the past thirty minutes, we've visited the South Pole, the Mariana Trench, the central Sahara, the top of the Himalayas, the Mississippi River, and the Maldives—I thought Father God would perhaps be interested in some of Earth's most magnificent landscapes, but the conclusion is that to this mightiest being, any scenery is indistinguishable; he has no interest—or perhaps the exact opposite, he is interested in all of them but feels we should continue moving.
