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

Chapter 382 From Useless Second Generation to Football Genius
Li Ji grabbed the young master Mang and asked anxiously, "How did you do that just now?"

Young Master Mang's eyes were lifeless, and his head drooped.

"Of course it's because I'm so useless that even Coral can't stand it and wants to smash me, hoping I'll die soon."

"I'm asking how you managed to control the ball with your chest and then volley it?"

Everyone looked surprised, as if they had heard extremely unfamiliar words.

Li Ji had no choice but to demonstrate it himself.

He picked a coral fruit the size of a football from a nearby coral tree and tossed it high into the air.

He straightened his chest as if to catch the ball.

The coral ball fell from the sky and stuck firmly to his chest.

Li Ji's tentacles, which he was about to launch into the air, were suspended in mid-air, with nowhere to go.

Young Master Mang and Shark Baby shook their heads together: "We didn't understand."

"I understand, let me demonstrate."

Milia plucked the coral fruit from Liki's body, tossed it high into the air, and puffed out her chest.

The coral ball fell from the sky and stuck firmly to her chest, obscuring her face.

Young Master Mang shook his head: "I understand it even less."

Li Ji was speechless for a moment, unable to find the words to describe it. He tried to use his fingers to simulate the scene just now, but he didn't have any fingers.

Shark said, "I think I understand now. It's like that ball came 'whoosh' over, then 'duang' and 'gong,' and the ball flew out 'whoosh' and then 'whoosh'."

Young Master Mang suddenly realized: "If you had said that earlier, I would have understood. Your expression skills are too good; you could be a translator."

Shark Baby scratched his head shyly: "Oh, not at all, I'm just a little bit better than the average person."

"How did you understand that? So, Second Young Master Mang, how exactly did you do that just now?"

Young Master Mang looked bewildered, his eyes unfocused, like an innocent husky: "It's just an instinctive reaction, is it that hard?"

Li Ji repeatedly exclaimed in admiration: "It's really difficult! This kind of football skill requires professional training to be executed so perfectly."

"The chest control perfectly absorbs the force of the ball falling from a height, as if it were glued to the chest."

"The power of the volley and the angle of the shot are almost perfect, achieving a clever balance between power and skill."

"The ball drew a strange arc in the air; in a real match, it would be unpredictable."

Young Master Mang frowned like the village chief's foolish son, clearly not understanding much.

"I just activated my pectoralis major and pectoralis major, then used my hamstrings and thigh muscles, along with my ankle and outer foot muscles. It's not that difficult, is it?"

"You mean you can flexibly choose which muscle to activate?"

"Yes. Every single piece can move. Is that difficult?"

As he spoke, the muscles of the Second Young Master Mang's entire body bulged up gradually like waves, with each muscle pulsating alternately from top to bottom, like waves surging over his body, leaving Li Ji dumbfounded.

"You're simply a born football genius!"

The red tongue pointed at the confused snake face.

"I'm a genius?"

"Yes."

"Are you mistaken? I'm a good-for-nothing. How could I be a genius?"

"Don't underestimate yourself, you are a football genius."

"I'm a genius? I'm a genius." The corners of the Second Young Master Mang's mouth slowly turned up, and his tone became increasingly excited. "I'm a genius!"

After calming down, he asked, "There's one more question: what is football?"

"You know nothing, why are you so agitated?"

"After all, it's my first time being called a genius, so I'm still a little excited."

Li Ji spent more than ten minutes explaining to Mang Ershao what kind of sport football is.

Young Master Mang nodded repeatedly. "Did you understand?"

Young Master Mang nodded seriously: "I understand. But I have one more question. Can I bite the ball with my mouth?"

Why does everyone keep asking this question?

Shark Baby chimed in, "I knew this was a crucial question."

"It has never actually happened, but it is theoretically feasible."

"I understand."

Mang Ershao stood on the edge of the mudflats, the white waves crashing against the shore. He stood resolutely, gazing at the sea, like a valiant general.

The starlight shone on the sea and also on his tough scales.

He held his head high and said thoughtfully, "It turns out that the reason I've lived such a muddled life is simply because I haven't found my true talent. Football is my destiny. I've wasted so many years wrestling in the meaningless financial markets."

"The main waste is money."

A towering wave rose on the sea, its snow-white spray resembling the unwavering determination of Young Master Mang. Against the backdrop of the waves, his figure appeared even more majestic.

"I've made up my mind! I'm going to dedicate myself to football, and I'm going to become the number one football king in the galaxy!"

A small wave crept up to his feet along the mudflats.

He shuddered and quickly fled back to the shore.

"Wow, it's so cold."

"Whose football legend is so cowardly?"

He excitedly ran to Li Ji's side: "Tell me quickly, where can I play football? I want to go play football right now!"

"Earth."

Young Master Mang was stunned: "A primitive planet?"

"Yes."

"Doesn't the Interstellar Alliance have it?"

"not yet."

"We can do it ourselves!"

Li Ji hesitated for a moment: "This is considered an entertainment activity, which is prohibited by law."

Young Master Mang didn't care at all: "What is the law anyway?"

"Are all rich kids this arrogant?"

Li Ji couldn't help but take two steps back in fear.

Young Master Mang quickly stepped forward: "What I mean is, as long as the project is good, we have plenty of ways to make it legal."

"for example?"

"This could be a medical project, a food survival project, or an academic project."

Young Master Mang turned around and pointed to the exhibition behind him: "This exhibition is held under the name of a medical supplies trade fair, and 'Galaxy Exhibition' is nominally a commodity expo magazine."

What part of this place has anything to do with medicine?

Young Master Mang wrapped his body around Li Ji's eyelids, appearing very intimate: "It's all just a pretext. The law is rigid, but people are flexible. Everyone cooperates, finds loopholes together—isn't that how the world works?"

"So, you can promote football in the Interstellar Alliance if you want to?"

"That's right, I can launch any project if I want to. But whether it will make money is another matter. No, it definitely won't make money."

Li Ji was filled with intense excitement.

As the number one sport on Earth, football generates a staggering $5000 billion annually across its entire industry chain. If it were to be promoted within the Interstellar Alliance, the revenue would be immeasurable.

Li Ji excitedly grabbed the second young master Mang's neck: "Chairman, let's start our business! I'm ready!"

"Wait a minute. Before that, I still want to investigate this project. I need to learn from my past experiences and not invest blindly again. When are we going to go to Earth and play football? I want to realize my long-overdue talent."

(End of this chapter)