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

The blue light from the collider disappeared, and everyone stared intently at Li Ji inside the experimental chamber.

Li Ji collapsed again, letting out a painful wail: "It hurts so much! I'm going to die, help!"

Delulu stood angrily with her hands on her hips and snapped, "Stop trying to pull any tricks, meow!"

"I didn't cheat! You've all been fooled! The first experiment was a complete failure!"

Delulu glared at him fiercely: "I won't believe a single word you say, meow!"

Li Ji shouted, "Then don't believe me! Send me to prison, and see if that fake Li Ji will come looking for you again!"

Dailulu frowned, tense: "What do you mean, meow?"

Li Ji painfully curled the three eyeballs into his body, like an iron pipe stuck in a puddle of mud, from which came his weak voice.

"The first experiment was a complete failure, and I was really injured. He manipulated a quantum, which allowed him to sabotage the experiment and artificially control its progress. He only came for the second experiment, impersonating me, and now he's gone back! If you capture me, he'll never come back!"

"Impossible, meow! He had no idea we were doing an experiment, meow! You're lying, don't try to fool me, meow!"

Dailulu opened the experimental chamber and stuck a piece of sealing gel onto Li Ji's mouth, rendering him unable to utter a single word.

She instructed Shark to tie up Li Ji and stuff him into the room, and then stood guard by his side without leaving his side.

“Shark, remember this: don’t believe anything he says.”

Shark Baby puffed out her cheeks and shouted, "I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"

With the door closed, Delulu and Milia discussed their plans for the future.

"What are we going to do next?"

"According to Li Ji's plan, after he arrives on Earth, he will try to contact the senior students, and then find us. At that time, we can take this bad guy and the experimental data to report him. We can only wait for now."

Milia covered her face, asking with a hint of pity, "If, and I mean if, Li Ji didn't contact us, does that mean the Li Ji inside is the real one?"

Delulu scratched her head in pain, her cat fur becoming a mess.

"I don't know either, meow. The logic is all over the place right now. We can't verify what he just said at all. Can he actually monitor us? And can he use quantum teleportation to block the experiment, meow? These things can't be explained by current science. But this guy has even made a soul-swapping machine. What is impossible for him, meow?"

Delulu kept grabbing at the fur on her head, which fell out in clumps.

"Even if Earth's Li Ji contacts us, it could be a fake Li Ji trying to gain our trust on purpose, meow. Wouldn't that put us in a bind? How can we tell who the real Li Ji is, meow?"

Milia's brows furrowed more and more as she listened: "Are you saying that no matter if Li Jilian doesn't contact us, we can't determine whether he is really Li Ji?"

"That's right! We've clearly defined Li Ji before the experiment as Li Ji No. 0, which is the real Li Ji, meow. After the first experiment, the Li Ji who had a headache is No. 1. After the second experiment, the Li Ji who didn't have a headache is No. 2. After the third experiment, the Li Ji who had a headache again is still No. 1, meow. The difficulty now is to determine which one, No. 1 or No. 2, is the real Li Ji, meow. That means we need to determine whether the first experiment was successful, meow."

Milia was getting more and more confused, her mind buzzing: "I don't understand either. I'll just call Mosquito Bro over for you."

She called Mosquito Brother Aka from another room and asked him to analyze the current situation.

Aka was sucking on the fresh blood plasma, which made the onlookers very anxious.

Dailu slammed the blood bag on the ground: "What kind of time is this? All you think about is eating cats! How are you even going to tell the difference? Is there any way to tell the difference?"

Aka looked at the blood splattered on the ground with heartache, but faced with Delulu's tyranny, he couldn't bring himself to pounce on the ground and suck it up.

"I'm thinking. You need to be well-fed to have the energy to think. Right now, it's basically a dead end. We can only rely on what Li Ji from the other Earth says and use logic to judge their behavior."

"Can't scan memories, meow?"

“The two memories are synchronized. We can see everything this Li Ji does clearly, but we might find abnormalities in the other Li Ji’s memories.” Dailulu nodded repeatedly: “That makes sense, meow. But we can’t just sit here and wait to die. If the other Li Ji is the fake one, he might not contact us. We have to find him first, meow.”

-

In America, in the dark, smelly sewers.

Old men in dirty clothes gathered around a fire, listening to a strange man in a coat, Mexican hat, and sunglasses tell stories.

The old men drank beer and laughed heartily.

"Kid, the Autobot stories you tell are way more interesting than Transformers! You should work at Disney!"

"Benny, you're getting senile. Transformers belong to Hasbro."

"It doesn't matter, the key is that the story is so vivid. I don't even need to close my eyes to feel the motorcycle rushing towards me. It's so exciting!"

The thin strip stood up from the punctured tire: "Dads, I have to go. I have other dads to take care of."

The old men held his hands: "We'll miss you so much. Next time, don't just bring wine, bring some herbs too."

"no problem."

As the slender figure turned to leave, he suddenly received a phone call from an unknown number.

"Hey, are you going to be my dad too?"

A slightly hurried voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, do you know Andrew Lee?"

Andrew Lee?

Is this the dad I met somewhere?

There are too many dads, I can't possibly remember them all.

"I should know him. Where did you get this number?"

"Your number was written in blood on his wall. He was found in his neighbor's yard, bleeding heavily from wrist-cutting, and is currently being treated at Northwestern Memorial Hospital in Chicago. Please come and settle your bills as soon as possible."

"Aren't all the fees settled after the treatment?"

"Because he might not survive, and there's nowhere to get money after he dies. Moreover, we've discovered that Mr. Li lacks a sense of social responsibility; he's never signed an organ donation agreement since childhood. Please help him sign one when you come over."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, the slender man thought to himself that this Mr. Li was really too careless, never signing an organ donation agreement, and had no sense of social responsibility whatsoever.

He pulled out a communicator from the thin tube and dialed Gu Yuqing's number.

"Senior, I need to go to Northwestern Memorial Hospital in Chicago right now. Could you open a portal for me?"

"what are you going to do?"

“I have a father who is dying, and I want to go help him.”

"Sigh. You're so thin and long, you have too many dads. Don't do it again, send me the coordinates."

"Thank you very much, senior." (End of Chapter)