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

Chapter 378 The Amazing Alien Weapon: A Captivating Story Behind It
Dailulu revealed her airplane ears and exhaled a series of breathy sounds.

"I get angry whenever that matter is mentioned."

Young Master Mang awkwardly laughed and took a step back.

"Lulu, do you still remember that incident?"

"I'll never forget it, meow. Back then, it was this sly snake who tricked me into investing, meow."

Dailulu pointed angrily at the Second Young Master Mang, as if she might bite him to death at any moment.

Li Ji asked in surprise, "Investment failed? You're not short of money, why are you so angry?"

"It's not a failed investment, meow."

"So the investment was successful?"

"Is that even possible? This idiot loses money on everything he invests in. He's the biggest spendthrift in the entire galaxy."

Young Master Mang wished he could bury his head in the ground.

Dailulu continued, "The reason I was so angry is that he actually invested in clothing brands."

"Didn't you love clothes the most? I just thought of something else. Aren't we all wearing these ugly silver bodysuits? Where can we find any other fashionable clothes?"

"That's the problem, meow! Interstellar people's aesthetic sense is practically zero. If we could give them a little shock with Earth's wonderful aesthetic sense, meow. But the designer this guy invested in is a complete waste of aesthetic sense, and the clothes he designed are like this, meow!"

"Lulu, there's no need to show this kind of thing."

Delulu tapped on the communicator, immediately projecting a strange image.

A stiff-bodied cat mannequin is wearing a python skin outfit; the dense patterns are enough to make one's scalp crawl.

What's most appalling is that there are two legs on the front of the clothes that are completely different from the legs of the Second Young Master Mang.

The sudden visual shock forced everyone to grit their teeth and furrow their brows.

Milia covered her mouth: "I feel like I want more—yue~"

Only Shark Baby quietly said, "I also want to get one to wear."

"You're being too morbid," Li Ji said helplessly. "This feline model has really suffered a lot."

"No model, meow."

"What do you mean? You mean the cat head and paws are also part of the clothing?"

"That's right, meow."

"How many years was this designer sentenced to?"

"It's a shame he got away, meow." Delulu turned around and shouted at Young Master Mang, "But Young Master Mang, I will never forgive you, meow! Using my money to make this kind of thing, you're a beast, meow!"

Mang Ershao explained, "My dad said that investing is about investing in people. I felt that the designer was very talented, but who knew that he would incorporate elements of our race to please the investors? It must be that capital influenced his creation, which led to poor sales."

"No, he's a complete and utter piece of trash, meow! You'd better stay away from me at this exhibition, or I'll unleash Shark Baby to bite you to death, meow!"

Shark Baby, looking dazed, flashed its big white teeth and said, "Awoo~"

They parted ways with the Second Young Master Mang without looking back.

Cat Flower greeted her with a smile again.

Delulu smiled disdainfully: "This is so annoying. It must be that lightning ball coming to beg me. This time he's not sincere at all, he just sent his assistant."

She simply extended a finger, waiting for the other person to lick it.

To everyone's surprise, Cat Flower ignored her and walked straight towards Li Ji.

She cupped her face in her hands, smiling radiantly; "Li Ji, did you come because you missed me, meow?"

"Are you sick!"

The hearts of those around them skipped a beat; they seemed to have heard something extraordinary.

Milia whispered to Delulu, "Did you bring a gun?" Delulu feigned composure and stiffened her neck, "What do you need a gun for, meow?"

Milia pinched Delulu's face, a slightly terrifying smile on her lips: "Do what you want to do, listen to your heart, meow~"

Dailulu forcibly perked up the airplane ears.

"I don't want to meow. I don't care about meowing."

Cat Flower, holding onto Li Ji's tentacle, said, "I'll show you and your friends around, meow."

The two walked in front, and the others could only follow silently.

Delulu pretended to be calm, but in reality, she was grinding her teeth to powder.

Cat Xiaohua led Li Ji to the first exhibit, where many tourists were gathered around the glass display case.

Inside was a strange wooden artifact.

It looks like a thin bamboo tube, similar to a blowgun.

Li Ji asked curiously, "What is this?"

Cat Flower explained, "This is a weapon from the Fragrant Planet, meow."

"I understand, blowguns, arrows filled with poison, which are launched with a blow and kill silently."

"You guessed half right, this is indeed for blowing, but there's nothing inside, meow."

"Then how do we attack?"

Cat Flower pointed to the holographic projection behind the glass display case.

A video from a first-person perspective is playing above.

The main character in the picture has two dark whirlwinds in his hands, and another dark whirlwind floats around him.

"Shangri-La, do you really intend to assassinate the King of Shangri-La?"

Shangri-La held the bamboo tube in his hand and said earnestly, "That's right. King Xiangdao enslaves his people. Only by killing him will our country be better off."

"How did he enslave the people?"

“He told us—” Shangri-La gripped the bamboo tube tightly, his voice trembling with emotion, even sounding like he was about to cry, “—to clean up the fumes emitted by the nobles!”

"When farmers grow plants, the gases they produce cannot be inhaled immediately. Seventy percent of them must be handed over to the national treasury, and the remaining thirty-five percent return to nature as seed gas. Only one and a half percent actually ends up in the farmers' mouths!"

"The farts produced by the animals raised by herders have to be handed over to the national treasury, and they can only absorb 20% of them themselves."

“How can people live like this? The villagers are so thin they’re almost out of breath, while the high-ranking officials and nobles are as fat as dark clouds.”

As the saying goes: "The air around the rich stinks, while the dead lie on the streets."

"I must assassinate him today!"

The protagonist continued, "What method do you intend to use to assassinate him?"

Shangri-La took out the bamboo tube in her hand: "This is it. I'm going to use this merciless blower to blow this old thief to death! I've already ingested poison, and he inhaled my excrement. I'll make sure he dies!"

Shangri-La flew up to the stone castle, slipped through a window, and shouted, "You old thief! Prepare to die!"

He stuck the merciless hairdryer into his body, and a burst of white gas shot out.

Before Xiang Daojia, wearing a golden gas crown, could react, her entire body turned into a black and white mixture.

He conjured a tornado, struggling in agony, and as his body slowly turned gray, he vanished into the boundless night along with the warrior Shangri-La.

Our protagonist silently picks up the merciless hairdryer from the ground.

"Rest in peace, Shangri-La, history will remember you."

(End of this chapter)