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

Chapter 76 Professor, you don't want your academic mistakes to be known by everyone, do you?

In the teaching evaluation room, Professor Biyangde's four blue fingers flew up and down on the control panel as he entered the students' videos from the mimicry spheres into the database.

“Professor Wilde, although you are the one to assess the 20 points of human behavior on Earth, I shouldn’t be involved.”

“But I witnessed the appalling behavior of Group Seven yesterday, which seriously violated your scoring criteria.”

"They actually massacred Earthlings. Although I don't care about this kind of thing, I know you can't tolerate it."

"They wouldn't do that, would they?" Professor Wilde was somewhat troubled; Group Seven was her favorite.

Although Sha Bao's grades aren't good, she has a serious attitude towards learning and is a very cute person.

Dailulu is the top student by a wide margin, excelling in both character and academics; she couldn't possibly act so recklessly.

And then there's Li Ji; I have high expectations for him and want to see how much potential he has.

However, his score in all the retakes in the previous semester was barely passing, which put him in a very precarious position.

If you score below 90 in any subsequent course, you can basically be booked to drive a garbage ship.

Oscar Wilde certainly didn't want such a promising talent to go to waste; he was counting on him to lead the continuous exploration of geoscience.

That racist Biyangde is definitely trying to take this opportunity to mess with Li Ji.

Previous generations of Barbaradu aliens had suffered losses at his hands.

The holographic screen in the center of the deliberation room lit up, replaying the scene of Li Ji wiping out the gang.

Oscar Wilde mimicked an Earth woman by covering his mouth and gasping for breath, the transparent air swirling within her indigo body.

What are your thoughts?

"What exactly does Li Ji mean by 'gangster'? According to him, these people are a bunch of thugs who endanger social security, and killing them wouldn't be a crime under Earth's laws, right?"

The word "gangster" no longer exists in the StarCraft language; it can only be translated into a vague, classical StarCraft language.

As an expert in human behavior on Earth, Oscar Wilde had no interest in gangs, a social organization that was outside her research scope. She had never encountered them during her few trips to Earth, so naturally she didn't know much about them.

Biyangde said indignantly, "He's talking nonsense! I have done in-depth research on this."

“A gang is a form of family organization for Earthlings. Such families range in size from dozens to hundreds of people, and are mostly male.”

"This black gang family is probably a variant of the Sicilians, but they are essentially the same."

“They are all honest people who make a living through drugs, alcohol, finance, and security services.”

"Li Ji is clearly framing me!"

Biyangde was very confident in his research results; he wrote the paper after watching several documentaries about Earth.

This paper has not only been published in a third-tier journal, but has also been included in textbooks.

This time, Li Ji has really messed up his profession. Even if we put aside racial grudges and only look at his professional rigor, I can't let him get away with it.

Oscar Wilde was in a dilemma. The other party was a professor of family studies, and he spoke with great conviction. Wilde had no way to exonerate Li Ji.

"Why don't we finish watching the rest?"

"Then look again."

The video was played at 120x speed.

"slow down!"

The screen shows Li Ji receiving an award from the city hall.

"So the Earth government is now rewarding Li Ji because they massacred an honest and law-abiding Earth family?"

"The social changes on Earth are really fast. It's becoming more and more puzzling."

The two looked at each other, completely baffled.

The more Wilde read, the more he felt that Li Ji's statement seemed to be correct.

Doesn't that mean that Professor Biyangde's paper published in a third-tier journal and included in textbooks is wrong?
The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat awkward. Neither of them said a word, waiting for the other to speak first.

Oscar Wilde could no longer contain himself.

"The debriefing meeting is coming up soon. How about I watch the rest of the recordings myself? Why don't you go and hold the meeting with the kids first?"

"it is good."

Professor Biyangde readily agreed and left the deliberation room without looking back.

He hoped that he had reached an understanding with Wilde.

I won't interfere with how you want to grade Li Ji and the other students.

Don't point out my academic errors.

We can still be good colleagues.

My research field is a niche branch of a niche discipline.

The Education Commission has been cracking down hard lately; a professor from the neighboring cockroach department was dismissed for academic fraud.

If it's discovered that my research findings were generated in bulk by AI analyzing Earth movies, I might be impeached before Earth Science is abolished.

His knowledge only appeared in the supplementary section of the elective textbook, so Li Ji and the others probably wouldn't find it and wouldn't expose him.

He just needs to hurry up and remove this part from the textbook in the next update.

Distracted, he bumped into the whale man's two-meter-thick thigh.

He staggered around the whale-man, and his communicator received a message from Li Ji.

[Professor, I've recently been researching gang culture on Earth, specifically the Sicilian Mafia, and I've found some differences from what you've described in your textbook. I'd like to ask you for your insights.]

Attached to the paper was a detailed and well-cited paper, with every word and sentence hitting him like fragments of an asteroid.

He opened the paper and checked it. There was nothing wrong with the paper. The words "Seeking advice" were written crookedly on each page.

He couldn't figure it out no matter what he did. After looking at it carefully for a long time, he finally saw the words between the lines. The whole book was filled with the sentence, "Professor, you don't want your academic mistakes to be known by everyone, do you?"
Bi Yangde closed the paper, quickly logged into the backend, and changed Li Ji's group's score of 90.

The classroom for the debriefing meeting was filled with all the students from the Earth Department, who were chatting enthusiastically.

Delulu looked around: "It seems there were no casualties on this mission, meow."

"Having learned from the previous experience, I think no one will dare to act too recklessly."

"Wait a minute, isn't that guy missing a wing?"

Li Ji pointed to the Hive People in the distance.

"He went to Gaza and was reportedly hit by some kind of missile, meow. Luckily, his teammates rescued him in time, and he only lost a wing, meow."

Li Ji then saw a slime man whose body was covered in jars.

"And what's wrong with him?"

"He went to Mexico City and, in an attempt to blend in with the locals, accidentally ingested a lot of addictive drugs. Those jars were used to purify his body."

He heard retching sounds coming from behind him. He turned around and saw Pineapple Head covering his mouth, retching incessantly in pain.

"He went to Mumbai and I heard he ate a lot of street food, and he came back looking like this. I guess he's having trouble adjusting to the new environment."

Li Ji never expected that everyone's situation would be so dire.

His communicator suddenly rang; it was a message from a classmate.

【I am the Chief Commander of the Interstellar Alliance. My account has been frozen by the Extremist Old Lady Protection Organization. Transfer 50000 Alliance Coins to me, and I will recommend you for a high-ranking position in the Mivor Province when I return.】

Li Ji knew that this person must have gone to the Kokang telecom fraud zone.

Professor Biyangde walked into the classroom, and the entire room immediately fell silent.

(End of this chapter)