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

Chapter 81 The old lady alien professor offers project opportunities

The first photo shows a black carbon-based motorcycle, tongtongtong.

"Shall we just not consider him?"

Everyone nodded in tacit understanding.

After all, nobody wants to go to Earth with someone whose brain can spin on its own.

Li Ji's tentacles slid gently, revealing a second image—the Hive Man Lahura gulping down Hive Man fermented liquid.

"He has good grades and is also very good at imitating Earthlings."

“But I have a concern. I’m worried he might do something to our most precious cockroaches. We’d all end up in jail because of him.”

"Don't be afraid, I have a way, meow!"

Dailulu took out a black trihedron about the size of a finger from her pocket, which refracted a point of light.

"Doraemon, what kind of lulu tool is this?"

"This is a new technology invented by Meow Meow Biotechnology - the reproductive inhibitor Meow."

"Once it is implanted in the body, it will suppress the user's reproductive desires, meow."

"I'd like to see whether his technology is superior or my Meow Meow Technology is better!"

Lee asked, "So you voted for Rahula? I thought you admired Milia more."

Delulu the cat nodded: "I'm always results-oriented, meow. Lahula has better grades and his human-like appearance is more natural, so I'll definitely choose him first, meow."

"Then let's talk about Milia again."

Li Ji gently slid his tentacle, and a photo of Milia appeared.

"His academic performance and mimicry skills are both average, but he has a good personality."

Dailu glanced sideways, her face full of gossip: "So you like this kind of sticky and soft personality, meow."

Lee Ki rolled his eyes three times: "I just think that kind of personality makes a teammate more obedient."

"That's right, meow."

As if struck by a thought, Dailulu's head, which had just been raised, suddenly froze.

"Are you implying something, meow?"

"How could that be? I'm an interstellar person, not an Earthling. How could my words have a hidden meaning?"

"Shark, who are you voting for?"

Without hesitation, Shark Baby replied, "Milia."

"why?"

"Because her water tastes very good." Shark Baby's tone was innocent and naive.

Lee Ki's three eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

"Something's not right with you. What kind of water is this? You'd better explain!"

"It's just the water that sprays out, right?" Shark Baby's tone remained innocent.

"You're acting even more strangely!"

Delulu frowned and explained in confusion, "What's wrong, meow? Milia has eight kidneys, which can metabolize almost all the impurities and bacteria in the water in her body, meow."

"This keeps the water inside her body sterile and pure, and she can even spray out meows through her skin."

"What's wrong, meow? What are you thinking, meow?"

Li Ji looked flustered: "I thought it was sprayed from his mouth."

"That's disgusting, meow."

"In that case, I'll vote for Milia too."

Li Ji believes that, after all, the next stop is India, where there are few clean water sources, and he needs to absorb more water than the average person.

Having Milia, a portable water purifier, with you is definitely better than having someone who's aggressive towards cockroaches.

"Alright then, Milia will be the one, meow."

Li Ji was somewhat surprised: "You're so decisive?"

"The democratic vote is two to one, what can I do, meow?" Delulu shrugged and spread her hands.

"You've really changed, Hagiru."

The day before their departure for India, Professor Qi, who taught the Social Norms course, specifically summoned Li Ji's group to her office. The metal door opened, and Li Ji was instantly drawn to the glass wall opposite.

Behind that glass wall, which is about 200 square meters in size, is a huge anthill.

It's like a giant version of the "Ant Kingdom" toy we played with as kids.

Tons of soil were piled up behind the glass wall, and ants dug out a network of tunnels, with dense swarms of ants moving through them like streaks of black electricity.

High up, there was an elderly white woman wearing a jetpack and a silver bodysuit, hunched over, with a full head of white hair and a somewhat overweight body.

She hovered in mid-air, carefully dropping the corpses of strange insects into the holes in the glass wall.

"Professor Qi."

"Please have a seat." Professor Qi didn't turn around, continuing to focus on feeding the ants.

Four seats rose from the silver metal wall.

The four of them each used strange postures to fit into the seat surface.

They remained silent, waiting for the professor to speak.

There are more than ten million ants in here.

Li Ji and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.

Who asked her?

Why did you start talking about it yourself?
She really is like an old lady from Earth, talking to herself about strange things.

"This anthill was transported from Earth eight star years ago. According to Earth's weight units, it weighed only 4 kg at the time, and there were about a thousand ants in total."

"But now they have developed such a large ethnic group."

"Do you know why this is?"

Professor Qi turned around and landed slowly.

"Because the professor feeds it well, meow."

Dailulu started licking at lightning speed.

"That's only one aspect. I've also raised many other animals, but none of them have the same effect as ants. Even with abundant resources, different populations will quickly split, and then it's endless fighting."

"For example, rats quickly began to mate with the same sex."

“But ants are different; they also fight among themselves, but the probability of it happening is very small.”

"The reason why such a small group of insects on this earth can maintain such vigorous vitality is their social system."

"I have always believed that scholars who study the natural sciences do so in order to make the whole civilization stronger."

"And we social scientists can make civilization more efficient and improve the lives of every individual through our work."

"Our interstellar civilization has evolved to have extremely high intelligence."

Professor Qi suddenly frowned.

Following her gaze, Li Ji looked to his right, where Shark was shaking its head clockwise, its big red tongue spinning rapidly like a propeller.

"A relatively high level of intelligence," Professor Qi corrected himself.

"However, social problems remain significant, even though there has been no war or unrest for a long time. Social discrimination and the gap between the rich and the poor still exist widely."

Li Ji felt the other person's gaze sweep over him and Dai Lulu.

It is clear that Delulu represents "wealth", while she herself represents "gap".

Li Ji inexplicably felt a dark and chilling coldness, not a physical cold, but a coldness in his heart.

The professor's words reflect the cold, interstellar alliance, where efficiency is paramount, not only in its extreme worship of natural sciences but also in its pursuit of efficiency in social sciences.

He felt that something was missing from his surroundings, something that would enrich his life.

"I do interdisciplinary research, not only studying human societies on Earth, but also various primitive civilizations, and even animal societies."

"I hope to find inspiration in these social structures for social reform in our interstellar alliance."

"Because I firmly believe that these primitive civilizations must have some social systems or social phenomena that have never existed in the history of any civilization in the Interstellar Alliance."

Li Ji tried his best to suppress his laughter, gripping his communicator tightly, which contained the research plan for the current Indian racial issues.

It's time to give the Star Alliance a little India shock.

(End of this chapter)