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

Chapter 405 The match begins, and Li Ji's team is underestimated. Dai Lulu is panting heavily.
Seeing the cross-dressing man standing tall and proud, full of ambition, everyone laughed even louder.

Delulu asked, puzzled, "What are you laughing at? Is the gap between us and them really that big, meow?"

“Yes, that’s right,” Shark and Milia chimed in.

The head coach frowned: "You five were late just now, were you on drugs? How could you ask such a question? Go back and wake up, don't fail the drug test before the game. If we don't have enough players, the chairman and I will have to step in ourselves."

"Who is the chairman?"

The head coach pointed to the old man frying chicken in the kitchen, who looked exactly like the old man on the team emblem.

"The team chairman, Mr. John, the midfield maestro thirty years ago."

Big John, holding up a Big Mac, proudly declared, "My dad."

He stuffed the fist-sized giant beer into his mouth, chewed it, and then shouted to the kitchen, "Dad! I want three more!"

Dailulu was about to argue when Li Ji grabbed her arm and said, "Forget it, let's go back first."

Li Ji grabbed Dai Lulu's hand, preparing to walk out, but saw the surprised looks on everyone's faces.

Why are you looking at us like that?

He suddenly realized that, in the eyes of the other team members, he was now a large black man pulling a cross-dresser wearing a silver halter dress.

"It's not what you imagine!"

"It's okay, we respect and support it."

"What respect?!"

The five returned to the spaceship in the mountains outside the city.

Delulu stomped her feet angrily, causing the hem of her skirt beside her leg hair to sway.

Li Ji felt nauseous looking at her neckline covered in chest hair.

"Why don't you change back first before you get angry?"

Delulu transformed back into a catgirl, and her silver halter dress paired with her glossy white fur made her look much better.

"These teammates are infuriating! They surrendered before the match even started and were cheering for the enemy. How shameful!"

Young Master Mang chimed in, "That's right, how dare they question me, a football genius."

"I also question that, meow. Because I am the real football genius, meow."

Everyone couldn't help but laugh when they recalled Dailulu's hilarious head-blowing juggling stunt a few days ago.

What are you laughing at, meow?

Sha Bao laughed exceptionally loudly, his mouth opening to a full 180 degrees.

Li Ji told everyone to stop laughing.

"The disparity in strength in this match was already significant, so their thinking is understandable. We should just do our best and not worry too much about winning or losing."

The second young master asked seriously, "If we don't win, how can I prove that I am the most talented player?"

Li Ji flattered, "Football is a team sport. Even the best player can lose if someone drags you down. We can see your unparalleled talent through post-match evaluations."

Li Ji had already devised a plan. After the match, he would post a bunch of news articles praising the Second Young Master Mang. Anyway, Mang wouldn't know anything about what was happening on Earth, so he would definitely believe it. As long as he had his fun, the plan to hold the interstellar football tournament would be secure.

After hearing this, the Second Young Master Mang nodded: "That makes sense. After all, with someone like Dai Lulu holding us back, it will be very difficult for us to win."

A white blur flashed past, and Dailu tackled the Second Young Master Mang to the ground, baring her teeth and yelling, "What did you say, meow? You're the one who's dragging me down, you two-legged snake meow! I'll show you all my strength, meow!"

Young Master Mang let out a pitiful cry: "Help! Help me!"

Everyone only dared to stand by and not try to break up the fight, after all, Delulu's claws were indiscriminate.

Shark crawled up to Li Ji on all fours and asked, "Li Ji, my knee synovitis has flared up recently, and the school doctor advised me to stand less. Can I still play soccer like this?"

Li Ji sighed and rubbed his forehead: "There's nothing we can do about it. Remember, don't handle the ball."

Milia suddenly hugged Li Ji from behind, and Li Ji's heart tightened: "Milia, what are you doing?"

Milia said with a grin, "I'm practicing the defensive technique you taught me—stickiness. Do you think I'm sticky?"

"What are you all doing?! How can we possibly win?"

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On the day of the match, the municipal stadium was packed with people, both inside and out. The football stadium, which can only hold 8000 people, was overflowing with people.

The stadium is not large, and the surrounding stands are also very low.

The surrounding area is all residential buildings.

The balconies of residential buildings were packed with people, and even the trees outside the stadium were covered with the clings of fans who came to watch.

The stadium and its surroundings merged into a sea of ​​blue.

The cheers and shouts of the fans resounded throughout the land.

Inside the players' tunnel, Delulu looked out with a smile.

"I didn't expect we'd be so popular locally, meow."

Lee Ki-ra adjusted his black jersey.

"Those are all the opposing team's fans."

"What? This isn't our territory, meow?"

The fat guy, Little John, joked from the side, "Who wants to watch us trash play football? Do you like watching 300 pounds of fat jiggle around?"

"So we don't have any fans, meow?"

"Yes, look there's a tuft of black jerseys over there."

Following John's chubby hand, at the very front of the stands, there were some black marks, which looked like the paint that had peeled off the railing.

Shark counted carefully; there were 17 people in total, including the club's chairman, Old John.

"We actually still have fans?"

With tears in his eyes, Young Master Mang said excitedly, "That's wonderful. We should treat them like family and not let them down."

John corrected, "To be precise, they are family."

"I like your philosophy of treating fans like family."

"No, it's about treating family members like football fans."

"What do you mean?"

“That’s my dad, that’s Jeff’s brother and sister-in-law and two nieces, and…”

John Jr. recounted the names of all the fans, all of whom were family members of the team members, and even some of Ododo's comrades from his time with the African guerrillas.

On the other side of the players' tunnel, members of the other teams from the Royal Cosmic Towers stood in a row, each with agile postures and serious expressions as they stretched, a stark contrast to the semi-amateur teams chatting idly on the other side.

The big black defender Uru leaned close to Manelli's ear and said, "Look at their team, they're really terrible. I never thought we'd be playing against a team like this."

"Respect your opponents. Stop gossiping; they got this far for a reason."

Manelli scanned the group, but the more he looked, the more he frowned.

The captain and goalkeeper at the front was a tall black man.

The report I read before said this guy was only 181cm tall, but now he suddenly seems so tall, like he's two meters tall.

"I'm 1.8 meters tall myself, how come he's a head taller than me?"

Little John looked up at Ododo (Lee Ki): "Bro, am I drunk? How come you're so tall today?"

Li Ji smiled awkwardly: "It's nothing, I just had some growth hormone injected, and the effect is alright."

"That's great! You're even taller than the opposing goalkeeper, Kudo. Give me a push after your match, and I'll give my dad a push too, to make up for his disappointment. Then I won't have to push anymore. I don't care that I'm short, hehe."

"You are such a filial son."

Lee Ki actually secretly lengthened his body proportions; otherwise, with a height of 181cm and no skill, the goal would have been blown apart by his shots.

Manelli continued looking back at the 300-pound fat man, already terrified of the prospect of being hit by this massive lump of flesh.

Further on, there was a white man crawling on all fours like a dog, another man with his body folded into the shape of the Chinese character "厂" sticking out his tongue, and two gay-looking young men and women.

"Is this some kind of circus?"

(End of this chapter)