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

Chapter 82 The Journey to India Begins with Becoming a Brahmin

Professor Qi looked at Li Ji with admiration.

“Recently, the entire academic community has been paying attention to racial issues. I have also read your paper last time, and it is very insightful.”

"Your research methods are truly impressive."

Li Ji almost laughed: What methods? Leading an American riot or massacring gangsters?
"Especially the part about the death of the last interviewee, it actually has a touch of artistry."

"It presents the plight of this ethnic group in the most ingenious way. For the first time, I felt that even a cold academic paper could have the power to strike straight to the soul."

Lee Ki desperately pinched his pointed lips to avoid laughing, even though it was impolite.

RIP, you idiot!

“We are currently working on an interdisciplinary project and need data on Earth. I would like to give you this valuable opportunity.”

"If your research is good enough, we will include the results of your research in our project."

“This level of project experience is enough for you to apply for scholarships at the star system level or even the Milwall province level.”

Li Ji and his companions were somewhat excited; such an opportunity was rare.

"That's why I specifically called your group here today, to discuss our next research direction."

What are the research topics and cities you have chosen for this project?

Lee Ji frankly stated, "Our target is Uttar Pradesh, and the topic is the caste system in India."

Professor Qi's wrinkled face froze, and he slowly uttered, "Oh, it's India."

"It seems the professor has a deep understanding of India."

Li Ji looked at Professor Qi with longing in his eyes.

As expected, not all professors in Earth Sciences are so unreliable.

Professor Qi frankly stated, "There was absolutely no research."

"Not a single meow?"

"Because I was almost tutored on reproductive knowledge by 17 Indian men in turn when I first landed in India, I have never dared to go there again."

At this point, Professor Qi's voice trembled, indicating that he was deeply traumatized.

This is very Indian.

"India is so scary, meow!"

Dailulu's back was hunched high, probably because she was somewhat stressed by the image she was looking at.

"What research methods will you be using?" Professor Qi asked with concern.

Li Ji recounted the results of their previous meeting.

"We will still use a combination of quantitative analysis and field visits."

"Your data last time was very detailed. Can you guarantee the source of this data?"

"no problem."

Li Ji was very confident about this. There were so many ready-made papers on Earth; he could just copy them. After all, the Interstellar Alliance and Earth weren't connected by the internet.

Who would go to a primitive man's library to check for plagiarism?

"That's good. For the on-site investigation part, we don't need to use interviews."

"To obtain more authentic and reliable feedback, I suggest that you dress up as people of different castes, experience the living conditions of each caste firsthand, and then provide detailed video and written reports."

Li Ji's heart tightened.

To reluctantly become a Brahmin for a while, and to live the life of a superior person with a critical mind, can be considered a sacrifice for academic pursuits.

But if I were to spend a few days as a Dalit in India, wouldn't my status as an alien be wasted?

"Professor, is it really necessary to be so radical? Even when people imitate Earthlings, there are still some flaws, let alone when imitating a specific race with very unique culture and customs."

Professor Qi, his wrinkled old hands, grabbed Li Ji's tentacle: "I'm not sure about the other groups, but your group is the best."

"Especially you, Professor Wilde showed me the video of you as the president of the Council to Conquer Extraterrestrials on Earth."

"You can even fool those guys who know everything about aliens. Your skill in pretending to be an Earthling is unparalleled."

"And the fact that you received a medal in Los Santos shows that you can deeply integrate into the cultural atmosphere of Earthlings."

"You're the perfect candidate for this research."

Li Ji looked at the professor's aged face with an extremely serious expression, and his burning gaze was almost impossible to refuse.

"Professor, I think we can still use a safer interview approach—"

Just as Li Ji was about to state his reasons, he was interrupted by the professor.

Professor Qi collapsed to the ground with a thud, letting out a series of groans.

All the students were shocked and stood up anxiously, asking, "What happened?"

Only Li Ji understood everything.

Damn it, you're not some old lady from Earth pretending to be an alien and sneaking out here, are you?

How can someone stage an accident to extort money?
"Professor Qi, will you not get up if I don't agree?"

Professor Qi nodded while wailing. Li Ji could now understand why it was so difficult for his classmates to understand the Earth.

Because I understand that it's also difficult for them.

What kind of professor would stage an accident on the ground to force students to conform to their learning methods?

Can't you use threats or bribes?

Deducting credits, blocking graduation, and denying project funding—don't you know these primitive tricks of earthlings?

He swallowed.

Dalit it is.

Since I've already modified the mimicry ball's monitoring system, it's impossible for me to swallow my anger and suffer in silence. At worst, I can just vent my anger and then use AI to modify the recording.

In that case, the Brahmins will suffer, and I'll bear the blame.

"Then let's follow the professor's idea. The four of us will assume the persona of Indian men and experience the lives of different social classes in turn."

The hunched old lady professor suddenly sprang to her feet, startling Li Ji.

"It's a deal. Actually, experiencing both the highest and lowest social classes is enough. That way, the contrast will be more striking."

That's such a quick change of heart!
"I have prepared a reference checklist for you. You don't have to complete it, but you can use it as a reference when you are unsure which aspects to observe and experience."

Li Ji's communicator received a message from the professor.

Drinking water

【diet】

[Using the toilet]

[Self-cleaning]

【stay】

[Faith Activities]

【Transportation】

Means of making a living

Social relationships (including inter-caste and same-caste relationships)

[Consumption Habits]

[Education Level]

Looking at the long list, Lee knew that life in India wouldn't be easy.

Luckily I chose Milia, otherwise I really would have to drink Ganges water.

They left the professor's office and walked down a corridor lined with steel walls. They were heading to Li Ji's dormitory to modify Milia's mimicry sphere first.

The advantage of a weak personality is that they are obedient and easy to manipulate. They can do bad things together without any coercion or inducement, which saves trouble.

“What kind of place is India?” Milia asked cautiously.

Dailulu said excitedly, "I checked the information in the school library, meow. It says that India is an ancient civilization with a long history, and many religions of the world were born there, meow."

"It sounds like a very sacred place."

Milia smiled, her eyes full of anticipation.

For atheistic interstellar beings, the mystical aura emanating from primitive religions on Earth is extremely attractive.

"There is also a river called the Ganges, which is said to be the most sacred river. People who bathe in it will receive blessings from the gods."

Shark Baby chuckled foolishly: "I can't wait, the river water must be very clean."

Li Ji chuckled dryly and remained silent; some things are more impactful when seen with one's own eyes.

A few days later, they boarded the spaceship bound for Earth as scheduled.

Li Ji slowly opened his eyes; the nutrient solution in the flight cabin had already dissipated.

But the hatch in front of them did not open as expected.

He pushed the hatch with his tentacles, but it remained unmoved.

"What's going on? Can you get out?"

"No meow."

Everyone answered "no".

　Let me give you all an update on the situation.

　　Thank you all for your support. It seems this book is about to be included in the Sanjiang Literature and Art Publishing House. We're one step closer to the Nobel Prize.

　　Because of the need to promote new books, the original release date will be postponed a little.

　　I can also save up more drafts and update a little more for everyone on the day of publication.

　　Thank you again for your support, fellow Earthlings!

　　I've recently received some donations from fellow countrymen, but I haven't had a chance to thank them yet. I'm really sorry, because I uninstalled the Author Assistant app, so I can't see who donated. I'll thank them all in the release notification.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)