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

Chapter 475 Dailulu completely loses her temper

Four tough, unyielding gangsters had no choice but to grit their teeth and squeeze into the crowd.

The person who was jostled turned around with an annoyed look: "Mind your manners!"

The gangster didn't speak, but glared at the other party, displaying his braces like a fierce hunting dog.

The person being squeezed immediately lowered their head, probably afraid of being bitten.

They finally managed to squeeze into a slightly forward position, only to find that the show hadn't even started yet.

"What's going on? It's going to end soon if we don't start. Where did that person go?"

On stage, Li Ji was out of ideas. He only knew three hand gestures, and since Bonnie hadn't taught him any more, he simply started performing acrobatics.

He tossed the shark high into the air, and it landed steadily in his palm.

The audience burst into applause.

Everyone seemed to have forgotten that they came to a hip-hop music festival.

"This is the best pre-show I've ever seen, much better than the noise music from those 18th-tier rappers."

Professor Qi, watching from the other end of the monitor, was dazed. She didn't understand, couldn't comprehend, and couldn't even accept it.

She repeatedly checked the course records and was convinced that this research activity was about Earth criminology.

Still unable to believe it, she checked the footage from all the other groups, confirming that everyone was either committing crimes or fighting crime.

She rubbed her eyes and examined the footage of Lee Ki-gumi again.

She did somersaults and hand gestures in front of everyone, and even threw her underwear on the ground and picked it up.

She fell into self-doubt.

"Li Ji is so outstanding, he shouldn't make such a basic mistake. Could it be that, like before, our information is too outdated? Actually, Earth's laws are very different now. Is doing a somersault in public a crime?"

"This could be a crime exhibition, where people on stage are showcasing criminal activities to satisfy people's curiosity."

"That Black woman who spoke very quickly just now committed the crime of speaking very quickly."

"It is very likely that when the number of viewers reaches a certain level and the speaking speed reaches a certain level, it will be considered a crime."

After a three-second silence, she sighed.

"This is ridiculous, I can't even believe it myself. Let me think about it again, Li Ji would never be so playful, he must have something more to it. Let's see what Dailulu is doing first."

In the video, Delulu is playing a number-filling game on her communicator, her hands trembling with excitement.

Is playing number completion games a crime? What exactly are they doing?

Matata rushed into the tent and shouted, "Sister Lulu, hurry up and get on stage! What are you still doing here?"

"Wait a minute, don't bother me, meow!"

"Time is running out! If you don't get on stage soon, they'll have to step down! You have to—"

A dark gun barrel was pointed at Matata, and he instantly became docile.

"—No matter what, you must act according to your own conscience. The most valuable thing about a person is to follow their heart."

"Go outside, meow!"

Matata reluctantly left the tent and paced back and forth at the entrance.

Suddenly, an excited shout came from inside the tent.

"I solved it, meow!"

Soon, the joyful cheers turned into heavy panting.

"Calories, fat orange cat, you little rascal, you're really into calico! You still prefer calico cats!"

A figure in a fuchsia dress rushed out of the tent and hurriedly ran towards the stage.

Matata exclaimed excitedly, "Great! She's finally on stage!"

Li Ji was juggling Shark Baby on stage when he suddenly heard a series of thumping footsteps coming from the stage below. He looked back and saw Dai Lulu walking towards him.

"You're here."

The joy lasted only a moment before he sensed something was very wrong.

Airplane ears, a puffy mouth, glowing green eyes, and dreadlocks standing up like a Super Saiyan. All the essential elements are present; this is Deluru in her berserk form.

The four gangsters below the stage caught sight of Delulu and pulled out their magic toy guns.

"Get ready. Fire as soon as they step onto the platform. Make sure it's a fatal shot. Don't let them escape!"

Delulu grabbed the leaf sprayer from the ground and yelled at Li Ji at the top of her lungs, "Go to hell, you cat!"

Thick, pale green smoke billowed out instantly, engulfing Li Ji.

Thick foliage filled the entire area, and the thick smoke made it difficult to open one's eyes.

"It's a leaf! It's a leaf!"

The audience breathed heavily with excitement, reveling in the decadent atmosphere.

"Don't inhale it!"

The four gang members quickly covered their mouths and noses to avoid inhaling the fumes from the leaves.

Drug use is a daily routine for them, and leaves are like chewing gum, usually eaten as snacks.

But at this moment, they were on a mission that could not be lost; the honor of the entire New York Crippled Gang rested on the shoulders of the four of them. They absolutely could not inhale this degenerate gas.

Once inhaled, it will soon cause mental distraction, difficulty concentrating, and a significant decrease in hand-eye coordination.

Although they were the gang's best gunmen, they couldn't be assassinated while high on drugs.

They held up toy guns, trying to find targets, but the smoke was too thick and sprayed from top to bottom, making it impossible to see anyone standing below the stage.

"No, we have to go up."

They tried to push through the crowd to get onto the stage, but things were different now. Everyone was high on drugs, like they were drunk. They were much bolder and weren't afraid of the black guys. There were even some crazy guys who were flexing their muscles and trying to squeeze in with them.

However, unable to reveal their assassination intentions, they had no choice but to swallow their anger and continue pushing forward in a different direction.

"Damn it, when have I ever been squeezed like this? I don't even have to queue at the supermarket, but here I'm about to be squeezed into a meat patty."

The girl next door, who was getting really into it, shook her head and rambled on, "The black meat patty is just burnt. Hehe."

He glared at the girl, but didn't dare to retaliate, and continued to push forward.

Lee Ki on stage was stunned: "Why would they be after me?"

He forcibly closed his mouth and nose to avoid inhaling the air, but it was to no avail. He was breathing through his skin, and the gases from the leaves had already seeped into his body through his pores.

Strangely, I didn't seem to feel anything unusual.

He grabbed the spray gun from Delulu's hand: "Let's talk this out, what are you doing?"

Delulu gripped the spray gun tightly and wouldn't let go: "Who wants to talk to you nicely, meow! Go talk to your little calico, your big fat orange cat, and your mother gorilla, meow!"

"What are you saying? I don't understand a word you're saying."

"If you don't understand, then you'll never understand, meow!"

The two men scrambled for the spray gun, but the spray continued to pour onto the audience.

"You two, stop watching and help me!"

Milia obediently squatted by the spotlight, far away from the misting area, and chuckled as she watched the two arguing over the mist: "You two just need to explain this clearly, right?"

"I want to too, but I can't understand what Dailulu is saying."

Li Ji suddenly pulled the spray gun to the left, and the audience in the left half of the section erupted in loud cheers, getting even more excited.

"I've made myself perfectly clear. If you really want to understand, you'll naturally get it, meow!"

Delulu suddenly pulled the spray gun to the right, and the audience in the right half of the section erupted in loud cheers, getting even more excited.

"Shark Baby, come help me!"

Sha Bao lay on the ground, dizzy: "I'm dizzy, I can't control myself. The fans are so enthusiastic, they're almost climbing onto the stage."

In the pale green smoke, a hand holding a toy gun quietly reached out onto the stage.

"Bam—"

(End of this chapter)