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

Chapter 301 Team Formation Hindered, Li Ji Anxious

The dean jumped off the chair, his black fur crawling on the ground like hands and feet.

He walked toward the floor-to-ceiling window 10 meters away.

His Highness the Crown Prince just watched him walk away for a very long time.

"Dean, do you need my help?"

The dean did not answer, but walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window on his own.

After a long time, the dean finally arrived at the floor-to-ceiling window.

A pair of bright, watery eyes peeked out from the black fluffy ball, looking at the Crown Prince's crimson face reflected in the glass window.

He hadn't expected His Highness the Crown Prince to be so persistent.

My trick of pretending to admire the scenery always works. Whenever a teacher comes to ask for funding, they are driven to despair because they cannot bear the thought of spending 15 minutes walking just 10 meters.

Even if the teacher's patience hadn't been fully exhausted, they would understand the unspoken meaning. They hadn't expected this stubborn kid to just stand there motionless; it was truly a headache.

My Milwall University's number one nonstick pan has finally met its match today.

It's really hard to be a nice guy.

The dean looked out the window with a smile: "Mivor is still so beautiful."

His Highness the Crown Prince huddled beside the Dean like a toad: "Dean, I've come to discuss something with you—"

A tuft of black down gathered together, twisted into a black arm, and raised it: "Don't speak yet, look at the scenery."

Suddenly, the view darkened, and the entire window was shrouded in a huge shadow.

A whale-like creature dressed in a spacesuit clung to the outside of the window, its large, dark blue face resembling a van shoving right in front of the two people.

A huge blue hand, covered in soap suds, was rubbing back and forth on the window.

The entire window quickly turned white, blurring even the outline of the whale-man, let alone the distant planet Milwall.

"Dean, the scenery is gone."

The dean was so embarrassed that the fine hairs on his head were trembling.

"I need to use the restroom first."

"I've brought the toilet for you."

"what?"

His Highness the Crown Prince held a miniature silver metal cube in his hands, which looked like a block of metal ice, but had a crack on one side, which was a door that could be opened.

He carefully placed the dean's private toilet in front of the other person.

The dean squeezed out two squinty eyes full of laughter, then rolled into the toilet.

He realized that His Highness the Crown Prince had clearly come prepared and would not give up easily.

"No one in the entire college was more idle than me, so I just stayed in the toilet the whole time, and I always managed to stay until he had something to do and left."

His Highness the Crown Prince sat listlessly on the floor, watching the whale-man outside the window wiping the glass with a ten-meter-long, round, yellow brush.

After a very long time, His Highness the Crown Prince dozed off and bumped his head against the glass window.

Outside the window, everything was still a white expanse, but it wasn't foam; rather, it was covered with a film, seemingly some kind of skincare product.

He looked down at the empty floor, searching for any trace of the dean, but apart from the small toilet and the tables and chairs next to it, there was nothing in the entire 500-square-meter office.

His Highness the Crown Prince sighed, a thought of resigning creeping into his mind.

"It seems the dean doesn't want to see me."

He checked his communicator and found a message from Li Ji.

Teacher, have you spoken with the dean yet?

"I didn't expect Li Ji to care so much about this issue. These good students must also be looking forward to more academic opportunities. They are truly passionate about it, so how can I let them down? I was thinking of leaving, but now it seems I must stay."

He replied, "I'm communicating now, please rest assured, I'll try my best not to let you down," and then put the communicator in his pocket.

As a result, I didn't receive the subsequent message.

【You should go later. It's probably too late now, but maybe later.】

Li Ji held the communicator and waited for more than ten minutes without receiving a response.

He then opened his chat window with Gu Yuqing.

[Senior: The investigation results for the Fermi family are in. They are innocent; there are no clues linking them to interstellar people.]

[Senior: I've dug up all of Fermi's remains and done the tests, but I didn't find any clues. The Earth's rating upgrade might not go smoothly.]

[Senior: I'll check his descendants and spouse; maybe that will offer some hope.]

Li Ji originally thought he would receive the good news of Earth's rating being upgraded the day after the meeting, but now it seems that the hope is getting slimmer.

I believe that by forming a research group, I will be recruited, and the research results produced will help me stay at the university to teach.

But without an upgrade to Earth's rating, how could His Highness possibly receive approval?

At this moment, His Highness the Crown Prince was lying down next to that small square toilet.

He lowered his voice, trying not to use too much force, and sucked the dean and the toilet into his mouth together.

"Dean, are you alright?"

no respond.

"Dean, are you having trouble in the restroom?"

The dean, immersed in the dark, foul-smelling liquid, vaguely heard the Crown Prince's voice coming from outside.

"My neutron star! Why hasn't this guy left yet? Does our academy actually have someone more free than me?!"

He approached the walkie-talkie at the edge of the glass chamber, and his voice came through the broadcast: "My excretion is slow, it may take another three hours. Why don't you go back and get busy? You can just apply for your own through the system."

"But the only option in the system's application function is resignation."

"Then let's talk about it next time when we have time. It happened so suddenly, I really need to stay in the toilet for a while longer."

"Dean, are you sick? It's definitely not right if you've been defecating for more than three hours. I'll call an ambulance for you right away."

"No need! No need to trouble the emergency services! I'm perfectly healthy!"

"Dean, you must be overworking yourself. I've already called for an ambulance, they're coming to pick you up right away."

The small door to the toilet suddenly opened, and a black ball rolled out from inside.

His Highness the Crown Prince put down the communicator, which was halfway through dialing.

"Dean, are you alright?"

The dean rolled himself to face the front, patting the dust off his body with his fluffy arms.

"I'm fine. Talking to you makes me feel much better, I don't need to call for emergency help anymore."

"Dean, you should take care of your health and not overwork yourself. I came here today to discuss the formation of the Earth Mythology Group with you."

The dean rolled to his seat, pretended to open the control panel, and a one-way projector appeared in front of him.

He hadn't expected the Crown Prince to be so difficult to deal with; he needed to quickly come up with a way to ridicule him.

He looked at the sexy black ball image on the projector and started making things up.

“Your Highness, it is truly rare to find a young teacher like you with such academic aspirations. In fact, I would very much like to support the academic pursuits of young teachers. However, as you know, the academy is facing a tight budget.”

“Isn’t our School of Social Sciences a first-level school in the alliance, enjoying the highest level of research subsidies? I remember that this year’s research funding was 4 million yuan.”

The dean was speechless for a moment. He quickly scrolled through the documents and switched to a video of a sexy black ball rolling in volcanic ash.

(End of this chapter)