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

Chapter 137 Earth Destroyer and the President of the Extraterrestrial Council
Japan.

Fukushima, Futaba Town.

Ivy climbs all over a house by the roadside, and wild weeds grow everywhere in the yard and on the walls.

The abandoned cars outside the courtyard wall were covered in dust.

On an empty street, the wind swept a yellow flower across the dark asphalt.

On the screen of the tall Geiger measuring instrument by the roadside, numbers kept changing.

The boundless blue sea in the distance is churning.

Four people walked from the beach.

Lee Ki's left hand was firmly held by a blonde, blue-eyed, busty girl, while his right hand was being led by a pink-clad landmine girl.

"Are you two really going to do this?"

"Of course, meow. Since we're going to be going deep into Earth's society this time, it's better to travel as a family, meow."

Li Ji looked left, then right.

"What kind of family is this?!"

Delulu hugged his arm tightly, resting her head on his shoulder: "According to research, it's common for Japanese families to have a second spouse, meow. Milia will play your first spouse, and I'll play your second spouse, meow."

"That's called being a third party, okay?"

"And what else? Why is it that in our family structure, the child is Black?!"

The little black boy, Shark, walked on all fours and raised an eyebrow at Lee Ki: "Hey, you nigger."

"I already said that second spouses are common in Japanese families, not only the men but also the women. It's just that there's no one to play the role, so they can only express it through the children. My design is just too realistic."

Li Ji always had a headache dealing with Dai Lulu's interpretation of these materials.

"There's no time for fooling around. This mission is urgent and may even be dangerous."

"Our top priority now is to find the crashed spaceship and retrieve its power source."

Li Ji took out his phone and searched for news about Futaba Town.

"I haven't seen any related news, and there are no police tapes around, so it probably hasn't been discovered by Earthlings yet."

"According to our calculations, the crash site is in this vicinity. We'll search around the town first, and then head to a more secluded area in the wilderness."

The four people quickly searched the town.

On the distant beach, two strange creatures swam ashore from the sea.

Shrimp Pupu crawled on the beach with only his two black arms: "Magic, I feel dizzy."

"That's because the anesthesia hasn't worn off yet."

Magic walked along the sand with the crab claws stuck in his back, supporting him in mid-air.

"Now that we're on Earth, we need to use mimicry."

Magic shook the mimicry ball in its hand: "Why isn't it responding? Did you soak it in a large amount of coolant just now, causing it to malfunction?"

"All right."

A blue pulse flashed around him.

He transformed into a black man with long dreadlocks that dragged down his back, then folded over again, extending to two meters in length.

There were six dreadlocks stuck in the ground, helping him suspend himself in mid-air.

Dreadlocks look like six legs walking on the ground.

Magic patted her dizzy head: "You should transform quickly too."

"Look, I've never seen that before!"

A train roared past on the distant railway tracks.

The carriage was empty except for four people wearing radiation protection suits.

They sat on opposite sides of the carriage, neither of them wearing masks.

Terry Wong held a 6x6 Rubik's Cube in his hand, its color blocks in a chaotic and disordered manner.

The young white man next to him, with a face full of freckles, was holding a selfie stick and grinning at the camera.

"Hey everyone, I'm your favorite adventure blogger, Mickey."

"As previously announced, the Fukushima nuclear radiation tour, exploring nuclear-mutated creatures, Mickey keeps his word."

"We are heading to Futaba Town, which was the hardest hit by the disaster."

"After the Fukushima earthquake, the area became almost a no-man's land, and most of the residents had moved away."

"After a long period of treatment, the radiation levels on the main roads have reached safe levels, but places like bushes and groves are still very dangerous."

"Is anyone in the grove of trees in the live chat? You two are both in the grove of trees, that's such a coincidence."

“I also invited my good brother, Terry Wong, the president of the Earth Extraterrestrial Council.”

Mickey is seen grabbing Terry's head in the shot.

"Say hello to everyone." Terry looked helpless: "Mickey, are you serious? There are only two people in the live stream, your ex-girlfriend and her boyfriend. They just want to see if you'll mutate into a two-headed person."

"I don't care. Once we actually film a nuclear mutant creature, we'll be famous."

“I am the president of the Extraterrestrial Council. I only care about extraterrestrials. I have no interest in nuclear mutants. I wouldn’t have come with you if you hadn’t been shouting about self-castration.”

"Just think of it as going back to your hometown."

“I’ll say it again, I’m Chinese. You should be glad you didn’t say that to my old man, or you’d have a broken nose.”

Mickey frowned: "Isn't Japan part of China?"

"Oh God, why did my parents immigrate?"

Terry Wong lowered his head and continued fiddling with the Rubik's Cube.

Mickey put his arm around his shoulder: "The aliens in America must have all been captured by the FBI. Maybe we'll run into aliens in Japan? Japan is a place that produces a lot of aliens, like Goku, Piccolo Daimaō, Majin Buu, and Vegeta."

"If you could name just one more anime, I would be willing to believe you."

A shadow fell on Terry Wong's face.

He looked up, and the young East Asian man sitting opposite him walked over.

The man walked with his limbs swinging like noodles, a very strange posture.

He had long heard that the Japanese were abstract, but he never expected that their reputation was well-deserved.

The man stood loosely, facing straight ahead, but his eyes were looking down at Terry Wong.

He said something incomprehensible.

Mickey chuckled and waved gently.

“Kou Ni Ji Wa, Ya Mie Die, we are not Ou Jin Jin, we don’t speak Japanese.”

"Wait, he's speaking Chinese."

Terry Wong looked up at the other person, who seemed to have just said in Chinese, "Can I borrow it to play with?"

He asked in broken Chinese, "Are you from China?"

"I'm from Earth." The man finished speaking, a strange smile appearing on his face. "Are you going to lend it to me or not?"

Terry Wong didn't say anything, but handed over the Rubik's Cube.

The man picked it up, glanced at the Rubik's Cube, and began working it with lightning speed.

Terry Wong stared intently at the colored blocks on the Rubik's Cube.

"This is a 6x6 Rubik's Cube, which is very complex and not easy to solve."

"finished."

"finished?"

A 6x6 Rubik's Cube was perfectly solved.

The two were stunned.

"Wow, that's fast! How long did it take?"

Mickey glanced at the chat: "1 minute and 06 seconds. Wow, the live stream has surpassed 500 viewers! Should I switch to streaming Rubik's Cubes?"

Terry Wong asked, "Close to the world record. Are you a Rubik's Cube athlete?"

"This thing is called a Rubik's Cube?"

The man held the Rubik's Cube in both hands.

"Interesting. This moment marks the pinnacle of order, the perfect opportunity to reshape chaos. They'll love it."

The man quickly scrambled the Rubik's Cube and returned it to Terry Wong.

The radio sounded.

"Next stop, Futabacho."

The train began to slow down.

The man returned to his seat, put on his mask, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and went to the train door with his companion.

Terry Wong stood up and asked, "Are you here to explore too?"

The man shouted back, "We've come to destroy the world!"

"I didn't expect Chinese people to be so immature. Well then, I wish you all the best."

“kudumoso”.

The car door opened, and the two men uttered a strange remark before getting out.

"what does that mean?"

"I don't know, maybe it's a dialect."

(End of this chapter)