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

Chapter 216 Delulu angrily berates Garfield

A sharp roar came from the headphones, startling Li Ji so much that he instinctively turned his head away.

He gripped his earphones and said unhappily, "Lady, you didn't have to yell at me, did you?"

Dailulu's voice rose instead of falling: "Look what you've done, meow! How could you write 'I can talk to cats' on your resume, meow?"

Li Ji was somewhat surprised: "You don't know how?"

"Of course I can't meow! How do you think I can speak Earth cat language, meow?"

"Because you're meowing all day long!"

"Who can't meow? You can meow, Shark Baby can meow, everyone can make a meow sound, so why can't you speak cat language?"

Li Ji shrugged: "Am I not a cat?"

Am I a cat, meow?

"do not you?"

"I'm a cat from the planet Cat Planet, but I'm not a cat, meow! You're Jelly Meow?"

"I'm not."

"That's right, meow!"

"So you really can't speak cat language? Is it because Earth cats have dialects?"

Delulu's mind was about to explode. She felt like an octopus-like jelly was dragging a ball of yarn around in her brain, filling in all the gaps.

"I've said it so many times, I can't speak cat language, meow! I can't speak any kind of cat language, meow!"

"It shouldn't be."

"Shouldn't be?! Can you speak jelly language? Can Shark Baby speak shark language? Can Earthlings speak monkey language?"

“I certainly can’t speak jelly, but Shark Baby might not be able to.” Li Ji nudged Shark Baby beside him. “Can you speak shark language?”

"Yes."

Shark Baby clenched its teeth so hard they clicked.

Li Ji asked, puzzled, "Are you sure that's talking? Or just grinding your teeth?"

"That's how sharks talk."

What did you mean by that last sentence?

"Stop at red lights, go at green lights."

"Awesome."

Just as Li Ji finished praising Shark Baby, he heard Dai Lulu's sharp scream.

"Can you guys stop chatting, meow! Is anyone going to do something about me, meow! Li Ji, do you have a corpus of cat language, meow?"

"How could such a thing exist? Even Lahu can learn cockroach language, you could probably learn it on the spot, right?"

"Are you crazy, meow?"

Delulu seemed to have heard the most absurd thing she had ever heard.

What's the difference between this and making Earthlings learn to talk like monkeys?
Li Ji explained in a serious tone, "Although you and Earth cats don't speak the same language, you have similar habits. You should be able to interpret the cat's micro-expressions."

"The other party doesn't understand cat language, so you can just translate something random to fool them."

Delulu sighed, "That's the only way, meow."

She tightened her earphones, hiding them even deeper.

"I really don't know what use this thing is, meow."

She sat back down, her pupils dilated with tension, and nervously licked the back of her hand.

The door creaked open again.

Director Wang walked in carrying a fat, orange Garfield cat.

Delulu's heart skipped a beat: How could it be Garfield? It's so ugly!
Director Wang put the cat on the table.

The fat, orange body quickly covered the limbs, leaving only the short soles of the feet exposed.

It turned its round head to observe its surroundings.

His cheeks were chubby, with no neck connecting directly to his body; the two layers of flesh overlapped, resembling the thick double chin of a middle-aged man.

What bothered Delulu the most was that flat face, as if it had been punched. Short nose, triangular eyes, and a look in his eyes that seemed to have suffered a great injustice.

Garfield is a product of artificial breeding by Earthlings; it does not exist on other planets, and its facial features are not found among cats.

Delulu only learned about this cat for the first time when she was studying "The Earth's Biological Atlas".

Her first reaction upon seeing the cat was physical discomfort to the point of vomiting.

Just like how Earthlings feel scared when they see a person with a flat face and no nose.

She couldn't understand why Earthlings considered such facial features beautiful and why they would cultivate such a breed.

The beauty or ugliness of facial features may simply be a matter of personal aesthetics, but these facial features can lead to many diseases.

Garfield's flat facial features are derived from those of the Persian cat.

Dailulu also knows many Persian cats, and without exception, they are all prone to rhinitis, respiratory problems, and blocked tear ducts.

A short nose can easily lead to rapid breathing and unpleasant breathing sounds, which can easily cause breathing difficulties and even death.

Her Persian cat playmate from when she was a child died because it snored during its afternoon nap and couldn't breathe properly.

Another problem with facial collapse is tear duct malformation, which can easily lead to blockage, causing tears to constantly overflow onto the face.

When I was a child, my classmates who were Persian cats used more facial cleanser than everyone else.

It can also cause entropion (inward turning of the eyelid), eyelash irritation of the cornea, and impaired vision.

A flat face can also lead to difficult childbirth.

Not to mention that Garfield cats are prone to polycystic kidney disease and hypertrophic myocarditis due to genetic defects caused by breeding.

Delulu couldn't imagine that Earthlings would breed a product like Garfield for their own narrow aesthetic needs.

From her perspective, Garfield is a deformed monster riddled with diseases, pitiful and pathetic.

This cat in the vet hospital must be the same, right?

Perhaps it was a cat suffering from illness, which is why its eyes looked so pitiful.

Delulu sighed, feeling apologetic for her initial fear upon first meeting the other person.

Perhaps because she frequently visits Earth, she has also picked up the moral flaw of Earthlings who sympathize with the weak.

What illness does it have, cat?

Director Wang stopped stroking the cat's head and said in surprise, "Huh? It's not sick. It's perfectly healthy, it just has a lot of tears. Are you sure you're not mistaken? It's not here to see a vet. It's my own cat, Xiaohua."

Delulu was stunned; all her sadness turned into a hammer blow to her head called "awkwardness."

"Huh? It's healthy, that's good, meow. I thought it was... just generally healthy, meow."

Director Wang stroked the cat's chin, and Xiao Hua purred softly.

"Why don't you use Little Flower to test it? Little Flower, make a sound."

Xiao Hua remained silent, only squinting her eyes and snoring softly.

"I'll give it a try, meow."

Delulu bravely took action. Instead of staring blankly at this flat-faced monster, she decided to try to make it talk, which might even earn her some points.

She lay on the table, blinked, and let out a gentle "Meow~"

Suddenly, Xiao Hua let out a shrill meow, and at the same time, a cat-like punch instantly left a blur and landed on Dai Lulu's forehead.

It made a dull "thump".

Director Wang quickly took Xiaohua into his arms, and Xiaohua kept trembling and panting.

"I'm sorry, it's usually very docile and never attacks people unprovoked. What happened just now? What did you say to it?"

Delulu touched her forehead in a daze; she had no idea what had happened.

She said "hello" in cat language, and Xiaohua suddenly went berserk and punched her.

She was a little confused and didn't know what to do.

Li Ji's instructions came through the headphones.

“You just say, ‘I deliberately said a swear word to provoke it.’”

(End of this chapter)