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

The long, thin figure paced back and forth at the entrance of the cold storage.

How exactly did Li Ji arrive on Earth?
Why did he become an Earthling?

I just can't understand it, I absolutely can't understand it!

Let's skip this part—

"Could I skip this part too?"

Old Mickey raised his hand, the white old butcher, who had spent his life killing, looking miserable.

"My mind is a complete mess right now. On one hand, I'm thinking about the dead person in my cold storage, and on the other hand, all sorts of other random thoughts keep popping into my head. I'm going crazy!"

"Then you'll be fine if you stay away from me."

Mickey screamed in despair, "There's a dead person in the cold storage! How can I go far away?!"

“Old Mickey, calm down. Buy yourself a plane ticket to Hawaii, put on your swim trunks, and enjoy your beach vacation as if nothing ever happened.”

Mickey nodded frantically, repeatedly telling himself, "Yes, yes, I'm in Hawaii. I don't know you. I don't know!"

As he spoke, he walked out of the slaughterhouse.

He sat languidly at the entrance of the cold storage, carefully considering what to do next.

You absolutely must not ask your senior for help!
Li Ji is a fugitive, and the senior is a special agent; this will only make things difficult for the senior.

Who can we ask for help?

I'm a fugitive too!
Does Earthlings possess technology capable of bringing the dead back to life?

Maybe!

I opened my phone and started searching for technologies about resurrection, then watched two hours of Netflix sci-fi movies.

He chuckled to himself as he looked at it, "Hehe, this is really good!"

"Wait a minute! What am I doing?!"

"Humans on Earth are truly unreliable; they can't even revive someone after they're dead! They waste their time and energy creating these manipulative works of art—it's despicable!"

He pulled out a communicator from the slender frame and slowly dialed a number: "I have no choice but to gamble. I hope Shark is a reliable person. I can't tell him about Li Ji. I need to trick him into taking the person away first."

The call was dialed.

"Hey, Shark Baby, I need your help with something."

Shark Baby kicked Li Ji, who was struggling beside him.

"What do you want from me? I'm not available right now."

"I have a friend from Earth who has died. I would like you to help me get him to the Alliance hospital for emergency treatment."

"You can ask your senior for help with this. I'm very busy here."

"duo~"

The phone hangs up.

The long, thin line kept swirling in my mind: which of my classmates was kind-hearted yet naive and easily deceived?

A giant shrimp head with a unicorn-like arm appeared.

"Hey, Shrimp Pupu, I need your help."

Shrimp's voice sounded slightly surprised: "Long and thin? Why are you calling me? How are you doing picking up trash in the K768 Nebula?"

"I'm fine." The slender figure was thankful that brainwaves couldn't be transmitted directly through quantum communication. "I need your help. A friend I knew on Earth died, and I want to resurrect him. Could you go to Earth to retrieve his body and find him a doctor on the black market?"

The thin strip felt that what it said was full of loopholes.

Nobody knows he's been to Earth, so where did he get Earth friends from?

Not to mention how he could contact his friend on Earth, who was far away in the K768 Nebula, after his friend on Earth died.

And why go to a black market doctor instead of a professional hospital?

"Okay. Send me the coordinates."

"You actually agreed?"

"You're so surprised. Why wouldn't I agree? It's just a small favor."

"Okay, I'll send you the coordinates right away."

“He’s also in America. We live quite close by; we happen to be doing research here.”

"you?"

"Yeah, me, Magic, Tongtongtong, and Lahula, we're all here." The voices of the four greeting each other came from the other end of the phone.

Li Ji's heart began to pound with anxiety. With so many people around, if even one person noticed something was wrong, it could send him back to prison.

The coordinates have been sent; there's no turning back now.

After sending out all the details, the long, thin message quickly left, knowing that if he stayed, his brainwaves would give him away.

An hour later, the roar of motorcycles could be heard outside the slaughterhouse.

"Slow down, slow down, slow down!"

The motorcycle carrying three burly men crashed through the slaughterhouse gate and slammed into the cold storage wall.

Rahula, dressed as an Indian girl, flew off the motorcycle: "Tongtongtong, how many times have I told you, don't drive dangerously!"

“That’s right, he’s right. I’m about to throw up my breakfast.” The black shrimp, who only had half a body, lay down on the ground with a thud, gagging incessantly.

The woman playing the role of an obese white middle-aged woman magically flipped herself off the bus: "I feel fine. You guys are too weak."

Tongtongtong let out a pitiful horn sound: "Only magic understands me."

Lahu, leaning against the cold storage door, said, "This is the place the slender guy was talking about. I still don't understand why this guy has an Earth friend? Hasn't he never been to Earth?"

"Don't assume that everyone else is like you, someone who never left their home planet before going to university."

With a smile, Moli opened the cold storage door. A blast of cold air blew in, and he immediately stiffened, his limbs shrinking into his torso, making him look like a ball of flesh.

"What's up with him?"

"It's just hibernation."

Xia Pupu walked into the cold storage room and, following the instructions on the thin strip, pulled out the black bag from the corner.

He kept shouting to Rahula, "Be gentle, don't break it!"

"It's okay if it breaks, it's not a big deal if it loses an arm or a leg."

"It's not like you can reproduce!"

They opened the black bag, revealing a frozen, pale, and stiff corpse. Its black hair was covered in white frost, as were its eyelashes and eyebrows.

"He died with great spirit. By Earthling standards, would he be considered handsome?"

"I think so. Why send them to a black market doctor? Can't they go to a regular hospital?"

Lahu kicked the back of the car named Tongtongtong: "Are you stupid! Earthlings are primitive people, how can a regular hospital accept them? We can't just send them to a veterinary hospital, can we? But how do we get him back now?"

The shrimp looked around with dazed eyes, as if it might drool at any moment.

"Oh no, my stomach full of food is putting pressure on my brain."

Rahu glanced at his companion beside him.

A fool, a temporarily foolish fool, a hibernating ball of flesh.

He sighed, "If Li Ji were here, he would have so many ideas."

Before the other groups boarded the ship, they sneaked into the flight cabin that originally belonged to Li Ji's group and hid the body in Li Ji's hibernation pod.

Lahu patted the glass: "You really should thank Li Ji. I just wonder where Li Ji is suffering now."

The spaceship started up and returned to Milwall University.

After all the students disembarked from the spaceship.

The four of them sneaked back to Li Ji's flight cabin and carried out the cold body.

Lahula touched her cold skin with disdain: "Shrimp, what's your relationship with Slimy?"

"We haven't exchanged more than a few words."

"Then you'll help him too? Or how about we just leave him on the side of the road and go eat at Rainbow Waterfall?"

Tongtongtong shouted, "I agree!"

Shrimp Pupu asked, "Are you still going to do it? If you're not, I'm going to do it too. I already promised to make it into thin strips."

"Come on! We've already finished half of it! But the thin, long strip guy absolutely has to treat me to a meal of K768 Nebula's secret-recipe grilled shark fin!"

The four men carried the body onto the bus and flew towards the black market that Magic was familiar with.

The other passengers on the spaceship cast curious glances at them.

A whale-man touched the corpse and said, "This white creature is very beautiful. What is it? Can I keep it as a pet?" (End of Chapter)