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

Chapter 458 Is this the big heist?
Dailu was so angry she was panting. She immediately opened the email.

"Damn it, how dare you underestimate me. Let me see what's so difficult about it."

The email contained a numerical puzzle that seemed impossible to solve at first glance.

Just as Delulu was about to solve the problem, Bonnie's voice came from behind her.

"Girl, the Blood Gang rules state that we shouldn't joke around during meetings. Put your phone away now."

Just as Delulu was about to breathe on him, the mimicry ball's monitoring system suddenly sounded.

She had no choice but to give up and obediently put the communicator in her pocket.

Bonnie, with her arm around Lee Ki, chatted confidently: "When you're out in the game, the most important thing is to be handsome; nothing else matters. Man~"

Delulu silently noted in her mind: [Earth's Law of Crime #1: These organized Black criminal gangs lack mature rational thinking; they engage in criminal activities solely for the vague concept of "coolness," which is essentially no different from the violent behavior of animals driven by the desire to show off and mate. Conclusion: Black people are animals.]

Bonnie took out her beeping phone and answered the call.

"Okay, boss, we'll go right away."

He jumped up excitedly, looking just like a chimpanzee: "God damn! YBs, we've got a job! Come with me!"

The remaining four people were dumbfounded.

What is YB?

"God damn! How come you guys don't know anything? YB, you young blood newbies!"

Before they even left the house, Bonnie suddenly stopped.

"Wait a minute, you guys can't be without nicknames if you're in this business. I'll help you come up with one, otherwise it'll be too embarrassing to go out and work."

He pointed at Delulu and asked, "What's your name?"

"Dairuru meow".

Bonnie frowned in confusion: "Dailulu meow? That's not a good name, it's too cute. You should change it to Lil Lulu."

Lil is short for little, and this name is Little Lulu.

Delulu frowned, but remembering that the professor was watching, she had no choice but to give up.

Bonnie pointed at Shark: "Then you should call yourself 3shark."

What does this 3 mean?

"It doesn't mean anything, it just sounds cool. Celebrities all call themselves that, having numbers in their names makes them seem cool."

"Not handsome at all."

Bonnie pointed at Milia: "Your name is Melove. It's such a great name!"

He couldn't help but clap his hands in amazement, while everyone else was completely baffled.

He then pointed at Li Ji and said, "Your name is LK."

"Is this too simple? It's just abbreviations."

"That's how names are used in the underworld."

Dailulu chuckled: "At least you're better than me, little Lulu."

"Go go go! Let's go!"

The four followed Bonnie to the bottom of a bridge arch.

Under the desolate bridge arch, there were only a few homeless people with tents pitched.

This place is dark and secluded, much like a breeding ground for evil.

Professor Qi watched the scene on the projection with great anticipation. She knew very well that in a backward world like Earth, such places were the most likely to be hotspots for crime.

She hadn't expected that Li Ji's group could infiltrate the Earth's criminal organizations so easily, and even gain their trust so quickly, preparing for a sensational case.

Shark Baby rubbed his hands together, jumping up and down with excitement.

"What should we do first? Should we go beat up those guys who look pretty much dead?"

Bonnie shook her head: "na~na~na~ We need to make something super cool hot shit."

Shark froze, pulling up his pants and looking around.

"Here? That's not a good idea, I don't have that kind of fetish."

Bonnie opened her arms wide and said excitedly, "Of course, it's here! Where else could we show off our skills?"

"Ok."

Shark made a snap decision, only to find that Li Ji had grabbed his hand that was pulling up his pants. "He obviously didn't mean that! I think the corpus really needs an update. Bonnie, what are we going to do?"

Bonnie pointed to the wall on the bridge pier and said, "This is the big thing we're going to do."

Not far away, a tall, thin Black man with dreadlocks walked over, carrying a bulging, old, faded sports bag.

"Are all the goods here?"

Is it pure?

"Guaranteed pure".

"Thanks for your hard work."

Lee Ki seemed to have witnessed something extraordinary.

"Oh my god, are you suggesting we sell that stuff here?"

Bonnie unzipped the bag and took out a bunch of paint cans, all sorts of colors and shapes.

On the other end of the camera, Professor Qi frowned as he carefully examined the jars.

Having not been to Earth for many years, their addictive drugs have seen new developments, seemingly either in liquid or gas form.

But if it's a liquid, and there's no injection equipment, it's impossible that Earthlings invented a psychotropic drug that can be drunk directly, right?
Impossible! Their digestive systems are simply not capable of supporting oral intake.

This group of students is really good; they've come into contact with such traditional criminal industries right from the start.

Professor Qi switched the monitoring to He Ping's group with satisfaction.

He Ping is currently in Japan dancing otaku dance with the white-haired members of the Yamaguchi-gumi.

They were performing in the downtown area, surrounded by onlookers.

He jumped around very energetically, constantly asking, "When are we going to do something criminal?"

The white-haired old man next to me, panting heavily as he danced the Gokuraku Jodo dance, said, "Aren't we just raising funds for crime right now?"

Pineapple Head held up a standee and shouted energetically from the side: "Don't miss it! The Yamaguchi-gumi is giving you a passionate dance performance. If you have money, support us financially; if you don't, support us with your presence!"

KK crouched in the corner, staring intently at the communicator: "Why hasn't Dailulu started her homework yet?"

"KK, come and take my place for a bit, I can't jump anymore!"

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Bonnie shook the paint can in her hand: "What are you all standing there for? Come on over here!"

Everyone walked over with surprised looks: "What are you doing?"

"Graffiti!"

"Aren't we supposed to be going to work?"

"Isn't this living in your eyes?"

"I thought we were going to do some gang shit."

"That's gang shit."

"What kind of gang shit is this?"

Bonnie shoved the paint cans into their hands.

"This block is ours from now on. The boss told us to come over and graffiti the 'blood' and 'Little Fat Wild Boar Gang' logos. How is that not gang shit?"

"I thought there would be some tough stuff."

"Man? Isn't that ruthless? Graffiti, that's awesome! If those girls knew you painted this wall, which one wouldn't want to sleep with you!"

Bonnie was incredibly excited, her expression like she'd just eaten shit—a classic Black expression of excitement.

Li Ji felt that any simple matter sounded like something from the underworld when this person spoke it.

Dailulu silently made a mental note of it.

[Earth's Crime Rule #2: These Black criminal groups like to use colorful graffiti to mark their territory on the streets, a behavior no different from dogs marking their territory by urinating on the roadside.]

Bonnie urged as she sprayed red paint, "Hurry up, cover up the original painting first."

Dailulu continued recording.

[Earth's Crime Law 2.1: In addition, they also cover up graffiti by other criminal gangs, which is no different from a dog urinating in a place where another dog has already urinated.]

(End of this chapter)