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

Chapter 211 Dailulu skips the interview and accepts a job at a pet hospital.
Looking at the emails on my phone.

The cat head logo at the pet hospital seems to be smiling at Delulu.

The surrounding noise and commotion gradually faded away.

Delulu gradually lost the ability to hear any sound.

She could only see the silhouette of the cat's head, as if she were looking in a mirror.

Dailulu chuckled softly and exhaled a breath from her nostrils, causing her entire body to tremble.

She was laughing at herself, laughing at her own overestimation of her abilities, trying to take on the challenge of "finding a job," a task that even most earthlings would find difficult.

She was laughing at herself, laughing at herself for thinking too much. The few people present seemed completely unconcerned about whether she was an alien or not.

They only care about whether they can sell the alien digital avatar for 18000 yuan.

Why did Li Ji's words attract their attention?

The conversation seemed to revolve around aliens, but none of it actually had anything to do with them.

If they were truly Earth agents, how could they have been lured away by Lee Ki's topic?

Did Li Ji use a code?

Mind control?

Could it be... that they really are here looking for jobs, cats?

Dailu whispered in Li Ji's ear, "Are they really here to look for work, meow?"

Li Ji was completely bewildered; the wrinkles in his brain seemed to have been smoothed out.

"Otherwise what? Do you think I'd pay them to sit here and sit with you during your interview? You don't still think they're Earthling agents, do you?"

"It doesn't look like a cat anymore."

"That's not true to begin with."

"That Starseed, meow?"

Did your teachers teach you about things like dimensional ascension and the soul when you were in middle school?

"No meow."

"That's it."

"So she's a..."

The word lingered in Dailulu's mouth, refusing to slip out.

Li Ji said the word for her: "Idiot."

At that moment, Delulu felt relieved.

She was wrong from the beginning.

She shouldn't have blindly followed the textbook methods and gone to the company's front desk with a letter of introduction to ask for a job.

If I had listened to Li Ji earlier, I wouldn't have ended up with a mental illness certificate.

She shouldn't have been so presumptuous as to think she could find a job.

If I had listened to Li Ji earlier, I wouldn't be here mistaking this lunatic who fantasizes about being an alien reincarnation for a fellow villager.

She should have gone straight to the pet hospital as soon as she landed, immersing herself in the company of the creatures on Earth most genetically similar to her.

That's where she belongs.

But then she had a new question.

If this interview wasn't part of an alien abduction plan, then Li Ji is really in a leadership discussion right now!

How did he do that, meow?

Cryptocurrency, concept stocks, and that weird digital avatar—what are all these things?

Where did he hear that from?

Isn't he a former agent stationed on Earth?
How do you even understand the primitive financial science of Earthlings?

I understand now. His identity as a financial professional when he was undercover on Earth was that of someone working in the financial industry, which is why he knows so much.

Everything makes sense now, just like my cat.

As the discussion drew to a close, the girl with glasses glanced down at her watch.

She had been keeping a close eye on the time, a job interview tip she had seen online.

In a leaderless group discussion, you can act as a timekeeper, reminding everyone of the discussion time. This will be seen as a very meticulous person and will increase your chances of being valued by the interviewer.

"We have two minutes left. Let's review what we've discussed and then decide who will go up to report."

"Student 247, could you read aloud what you've written down?"

Sha Bao was engrossed in drawing, the pen scratching on the paper, oblivious to the conversations around him.

Seeing that he didn't react, the girl with glasses carefully poked his arm with her finger.

Shark suddenly turned its head and looked at her blankly: "What are you doing?" "Could you read the contents of the record? We need to make a summary."

Shark looked down at the four-legged bus drawn on the paper.

He chuckled.

"Since you're so eager to see it, I'll show it to you."

He picked up the draft paper and showed it to everyone.

Everyone craned their necks to look at the four-legged bus drawn on the paper.

The bus had four thick, powerful legs and squatted like a dog, wearing a pink lace panty.

"What is this!"

The girl with glasses asked in anguish, her brows furrowed into a "几" shape, and her glasses almost slipped off her face.

Shark Baby grinned sheepishly and explained, "It's a bus. How about it? Isn't it cool?"

The model elegantly touched her forehead, looking like a dying imperial concubine, and suppressed her anger as she asked, "Weren't you taking notes the whole time? What happened to what you were taking notes on? Don't tell me you've been drawing this the whole time?"

Shark Baby nodded repeatedly: "That's what you're drawing. It's very difficult to draw."

"I don't care about that, I care about the contents of the record!"

"I didn't record it. Who said I did?"

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the girl with glasses.

She immediately became alarmed: "Why are you all looking at me? I saw him scribbling and drawing, and I thought he was taking notes. You can't blame me, can you?"

The man with the slicked-back hair pointed at the other person unhappily: "If it's not your fault, whose fault is it?"

The three of them were arguing, and Li Ji took the opportunity to secretly send messages to his teammates under the table using a communicator.

He had just finished discussing and organizing the content of the discussion.

Jelly brain works so well, dual-threading is completely seamless.

He sent a compiled version of the discussion to his two teammates.

"Anyone who wants to show off can take this on stage later."

Dailulu looked at Li Ji: "Then what are you meowing for?"

"I did a great job. That bald guy kept giving me the eye, so I didn't need to report to him to get approved. Don't worry."

"You're such a good actress, meow. But thank you for your kindness anyway, meow. I've let it go. I don't think this company is right for me. I'll just go to the vet instead, meow."

"Did you get an interview from the pet hospital?"

"Of course, meow. And thank you for helping me submit my resume, meow."

Dai Lulu held Li Ji's hand, her eyes hiding a smile as sweet as peach blossoms.

Li Ji gently released her hand: "I can't quite accept your sudden switch to the kind-hearted Haki Miguel. Let's leave the opportunity to perform on stage to Shark Baby."

Shark nodded: "Leave this hard work to me."

"This is clearly a great job, isn't it?"

As time passed, the other three stopped arguing.

The slick-haired guy proposed the ultimate solution: "Let's each go up and present our version."

Everyone agreed that this was the only way.

The three of them immediately buried their heads and began to sort out the nonsense they had just uttered.

Soon, it was Li Ji's group's turn to go on stage to present.

The three of them stood up, and the guy with the slicked-back hair patted Li Ji on the back.

"Let's go."

"I dont go."

"Aren't you going? But many of the outstanding contributions from our group were suggested by you, and we didn't record them. It would be a waste if you didn't go up and share them."

"He can talk about my part."

Li Ji pointed to Shark Baby next to him.

Shark jumped off the chair, clutching the cherished drawing.

The slick-haired man's mouth twitched, as if he had swallowed a fly.

He hesitated, looking at Li Ji with the same deep affection he would show to a lover he had cherished for many years, his eyes seeming to hold him captive.

It's as if it's saying, "Darling, come with me, I need you."

Lee Ki turned his head away nonchalantly, like a scumbag, leaving no room for negotiation.

(End of this chapter)