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

Chapter 9: Li Ji Faces His First Challenge, Professor Feels Greatly Proud
Yellow paper menu.

A transparent plastic shell.

Standard boldface font.

Everything was so familiar.

But the unfamiliar dish names are forming the biggest uncanny valley of words in Li Ji's life.

"Soy protein gel and meat protein microparticles are pain-stimulating neurosynthesizers."

"Caramelized solids of the vertebral appendages and striated muscles of even-toed ungulates."

"A mixture of multicolored photosynthetic tissue and lipid-based cold emulsion."

Li Ji looked up and saw the boss's cold face again.

"Why are you looking at your uncle? Order some food, man."

"Do you want me to create a step-by-step tutorial?"

Li Ji waved his hand and said awkwardly with a smile, "No need, no need."

Looking at the tableware on the table.

Knife, fork, spoon, chopsticks, disposable gloves.

Same as the previous round of exams.

Professor Wilde's words came to mind.

"Remember, once you're in the situation, your every move will be considered in the scoring. Please be careful."

Li Ji suddenly understood.

He has been misled by the thin strips all along.

The strangely long and thin shape led him to mistakenly believe that aliens had a very low level of understanding of Earth.

He also used this to speculate about Professor Wilde.

But upon closer examination of the first two rounds of exams, although the exam content was absurd, the exam standards were still rigorous.

The fact that he got such a high score shows that Professor Wilde truly understood the Earth.

If that's the case, why would she let her Uyghur boss speak Tianjin dialect?
Could this also be part of the exam questions?

Do I need to point that out?

Li Ji looked up at the boss sitting on a plastic stool in front of the kitchen.

He was sitting there with his legs crossed, leisurely—

"Buddhist prayer beads!"

Li Ji looked at the small hat on the other person's head, then at the Buddhist prayer beads in his hand. Something was wrong; everything was in a mess!

Is it a dual cultivation of Ivory and Buddha?
Li Ji could no longer tolerate it, but dared not directly disrupt the situation, so he could only subtly show the teacher that he had discovered a loophole.

"Boss, where are you from?"

The owner put the Buddhist prayer beads back on his wrist, walked over, and pointed at the menu, saying irritably.

"Is it any of your business?"

"Look at my face, listen to my accent, look at my outfit, can't you tell?"

"You've been here for ages, haven't ordered a single dish, just been staring at me."

"What's wrong? Uncle has some fat on his face?"

"Just walk in, order, eat, pay, and leave. Why are you being so nosy?"

"Why don't you use that time to manage traffic at intersections?"

"How pathetic!"

The boss sat back down irritably and continued fiddling with his Buddhist prayer beads.

Li Ji suddenly realized something again, and he recalled his teacher's words.

"In this process, you need to complete a series of actions such as 'ordering food,' 'eating food,' and 'paying' naturally, just like humans on Earth."

Everything around it that is out of sync.

In fact, these are all traps in this test, designed to mislead test takers into having incorrect perceptions and to make them behave in ways that are not human.

The exam only had three questions: "ordering food", "dining", and "paying".

Everything else is misleading.

If you couldn't help but step out of the scene and complain about your boss's accent, you'll get points deducted.

Why can't a Uyghur man have a Tianjin accent?

Who says Uyghurs can't be native Tianjin residents?

"That was just a simple conversation, not stepping outside the context to point out problems."

"That was close, I almost fell into the trap the teacher set."

Once you understand this, everything becomes clear.

The menu in front of him deliberately wrote the dish names vaguely, just to set him up for a trap.

This is a halal Lanzhou noodle restaurant. The owner's Tianjin accent was meant to lower his guard and make him ignore the fact that it was a halal restaurant.

This way, he might order the wrong dish and lose points.

"The person who set the question is really ruthless."

The real challenge now is to choose the right dishes from among these strange names to suit the occasion of a Lanzhou noodle restaurant.

Li Ji immediately became cautious. He knew himself well; if he was not careful, he would lose points for choosing the wrong food.

I didn't expect the third round to be so difficult; I have to be serious.

Li Ji began to re-examine the menu. "A high-temperature lipid thermal reaction product of nightshade fruit and avian egg cells?"

"The term 'avian egg cell' likely refers to eggs, which are halal and can be eaten."

"And what are the fruits of the nightshade family?"

"eggplant?"

"tomato!"

"I get it, it's scrambled eggs with tomatoes!"

It's perfectly reasonable for a Lanzhou noodle restaurant to serve scrambled eggs with tomatoes; I'll order a serving.

Eating only scrambled eggs with tomatoes is definitely not enough; you also need a staple food.

"A pain-stimulating neurosynthesis of soy protein gel and meat protein microparticles?"

"It tastes like a bean product, served with some minced meat?"

"What is this pain-stimulating neurosynthetic substance?"

If you don't understand, don't click on it, move on to the next one.

"A complex of striated muscle from even-toed ungulates and cereal gelatinized fiber."

This "cereal gelatinized fiber complex" is even a broad category, with every dish under it having this suffix.

Li Ji slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Isn't this just noodles?"

As for even-toed ungulates, cattle belong to this order, so this dish is absolutely fine.

Li Ji then ordered these two dishes.

A moment later, the owner brought out the dishes, so quickly that even a microwave couldn't do it.

The first dish was indeed scrambled eggs with tomatoes, with soft, red tomatoes and golden eggs soaked in a sweet and sour sauce.

The rich aroma is refreshing and delightful.

One bite and you'll want another; you just can't stop.

"A complex of abdominal muscle from even-toed ungulates and cereal gelatinized fiber, here it comes!"

The boss brought a large bowl of noodles to the table, but Li Ji couldn't smile when he looked at the food in the bowl.

It was indeed a bowl of fragrant ramen, but the noodles were topped with pork belly.

Large chunks of fatty pork belly trembled on the noodles, as if mocking Li Ji.

He was probably the first person to eat pork in a halal restaurant.

"It's over, my dream of getting a high score is shattered."

"It doesn't matter, as long as I pass. If I get ostracized in a team, I can just slap them in the face later."

Li Ji reluctantly finished his food, then stood up to pay the bill.

This is also the final step in the exam.

The shop owner stood in front of the cash register, casually fiddling with his prayer beads, and said, "The total is 47."

Li Ji touched his right pocket, where there was some change that the teacher had prepared.

He pulled out a wad of bright green banknotes.

Each note has a face value of "10".

It is printed on it—

"Hamilton?"

Li Ji stared in disbelief at the banknotes in his hand; they were all US dollars.

He then felt around in his other pockets and found another stack of banknotes.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"As expected, it was another trap question set by the teacher."

When I took it out, this time it was a yellow "10".

The printed head is "Victoria".

Li Ji searched all his pockets but couldn't find any banknotes with images of working people or that lovable old man.

He felt something was odd.

The boss was getting impatient.

"Hey buddy, what are you dawdling about?"

"Isn't he rich?"

Without saying a word, the boss took the $50 from his hand and put it into the cash register.

"I'll take your 50 and give you 3 yuan back."

"keep the change."

Li Ji, who hadn't yet gotten used to the conversion rules, turned and left.

He felt that the more he did, the more mistakes he made, and that every second he spent inside risked being penalized.

Li Ji hurriedly pushed open the glass door of the restaurant, and everything around him returned to normal. He was back in the white make-up exam classroom.

Professor Wilde floated not far away, watching her with a smile.

Her name and score were displayed on the large screen behind her.

"Li Ji, 101 points."

Li Ji: "Huh?"

(End of this chapter)