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

Chapter 427 Dailulu kneels and kowtows, sighing as she gazes at the ball.
As Milia's domain expanded, wherever she went, her opponents all knelt down in worship.

Even when KK rushed over, Mud grabbed his legs and made him kneel down and kowtow to Milia.

She lowered her voice and questioned, "Why did you pull me? I can fall down by myself!"

The stinking mud, barely visible in the grass, whispered, "How fake is that?"

KK looked up at the players who were getting up from the ground and asked in surprise, "Is this really real?"

"He Ping said we should let them score 7 goals first, and then start chasing them after 75 minutes. I'm not very confident right now. Can He Ping really do it?"

“If Nini said this, I might not believe it. But that’s He Ping. He’s the top student in Earth Science at Milwall University of Technology, and he’s published in a second-tier journal. I believe he’s capable of standing up to Dai Lulu and Li Ji. And most importantly, you haven’t been exposed yet. You can rest assured.”

"I made everyone kneel down, so it's hard not to be exposed."

The stinky mud under KK's feet started bubbling and gurgling, making KK jump up and down in frustration.

"Don't move!"

"Excuse me, it's a little itchy, I just need to scratch it."

"Don't move! If you don't move, you won't be discovered. Delulu is rushing over! Go grab her!"

Delulu gave chase and charged toward Milia, who was like a blind man touching an elephant.

Dailulu moved with incredible speed, her eyes fixed solely on the football.

"Li Ji is so despicable! He secretly installed a kneeling trap on the field behind my back, meow. Big head of the soccer ball, did you spot the trap's location, meow?"

"Scanning for field anomalies. Friendly reminder: My name is Football Brain. If you wish to change my name, please confirm."

"Okay, soccer brain, tell me how I'm going to steal the ball from Milia, meow."

"The situation is quite simple. Milia is using her own secreted mucus to stick the ball to her. Your headband contains a spray that removes this mucus. Just get close to her and it will spray automatically, causing the ball to fall down."

Dailulu laughed: "Great, meow. Send this plan to Li Ji right now, let him watch me intercept the ball and launch a counterattack in despair, meow! Remember to send a voice message, let him be dominated by despair, meow!"

"Sending completed."

Li Ji suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from the communicator.

"Li Ji, I'm about to use my sticky spray to steal Milia's ball, then I'll shoot it through your net, making it spin wildly in your net, while you can only watch me cry in despair! Meow meow meow!"

"Delulu's crazy. How could she prepare so many things to use against her own people in advance?"

Li Ji watched helplessly as Delulu rushed towards Milia.

"This guy is such a troublemaker!"

Delulu rushed towards Milia, and when they were about two meters apart, Delulu shouted at Milia, "Milia, don't go! Give me the ball, meow!"

Upon hearing Delulu's voice, Milia panicked and frantically groped around like a headless fly.

Just as Delulu was feeling triumphant and about to approach Milia, a strong pull grabbed her ankle, causing her to lean forward uncontrollably.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Delulu knelt down with a thud and kowtowed to Milia.

Li Ji was stunned. He stood on tiptoe and craned his neck to get a closer look.

"What's going on? Is this also part of Delulu's plan? Does the spray need to be activated like this?"

Dailulu knelt on the ground, panting heavily in distress, trying to lift her legs but unable to stand up.

"Hey, big watermelon soccer ball, didn't I tell you to check the traps, meow? How come you still stepped on one, meow?"

"Excuse me, Master, if you wish to rename me Football Watermelon, please confirm."

Delulu's ears folded into airplane ears as she kicked off, demanding, "That's not important, meow! I was talking about the trap, meow!" "No anomalies were detected on the field."

"So my leg is cramping, meow?"

"Your health data is being scanned and no abnormalities have been found. Your legs are in excellent health."

Delulu shouted anxiously, "That's not what I meant, meow! Don't you understand sarcasm, meow? I asked why I fell down, meow?"

"After scanning, we found that what you are under is a mud-like creature. Their bodies are non-Newtonian fluids, and the more they struggle, the deeper they sink, so our anti-slime equipment is ineffective. And it suddenly emerged from underground. My scanner does not have the function of underground exploration, so it was unable to detect it in time. I am very sorry."

"Mud Man? Stinky Mud Cat!"

The stinking mud that had trapped Delulu began to bubble and make a rough sound: "Hello, class monitor."

"I'm not okay, meow!" Delulu bared her teeth in exasperation. "How did you end up here, meow?"

"Would you believe me if I said I was lost?"

"I don't believe you, you big idiot! Let go of me right now!"

"Squad leader, wait a moment."

"What are we waiting for, meow? We're waiting for them to score, meow!"

"This is what we've been waiting for."

"Get lost, meow! If you don't let go, I'll bite you, meow."

Delulu bared her teeth and hissed, but Mud wouldn't let go.

"Squad leader, I smell a bit bad, you'd better not bite me, or you'll be the one who suffers."

As Delulu watched Milia walk away, her despair grew.

"That bastard Li Ji actually hired outside help, meow!"

Milia was completely bewildered. She heard a thud and had no idea what had happened. She could only shout in a panic, "Class monitor, don't come any closer! Class monitor, I'm scared!"

Dailu watched as she cried out in fear and groped her way away in the dark.

Milia made her way into the opponent's restricted area in the dark, moving at a pace slower than an old man taking a stroll.

The commentator excitedly said, "This may be the slowest counter-attack in football history, but the effect is surprisingly good. After Hamburg's player opened up the space, he used a blind man's touch to make all the attacking opponents kneel down. Now he has to face the goalkeeper. If the goalkeeper kneels down again, I really have to report them to FIFA for fixing the game."

Kudo stood on the goal line, watching the man who headed the ball with his face make his way into the penalty area.

Despite being the world's best goalkeeper, he hesitated somewhat.

Watching his teammates fall to their knees one by one inexplicably, he recalled that he himself had also experienced suddenly falling to his knees before.

A sense of fear arose in his heart, his legs felt heavy, and he simply stood on the goalball, not daring to make a move.

The commentator exclaimed in surprise, "Coodo hasn't even made his move yet. Is he planning to wait until his opponent reaches the goal line before shooting?"

"This is completely unlike his playing style. The world's number one goalkeeper is known for his quick rushes out, often charging into the penalty area, and sometimes even rushing to the halfway line to receive the ball. Why is he suddenly so composed?"

"Could it be that he's afraid?"

"After the last game, he made a boast on social media, mocking the Mediterranean Super Team's weak attack and saying that he didn't even break a sweat."

"But now he looks serious, and his forehead is covered in sweat. Is he afraid?"

"This goalkeeper, who always makes outrageous remarks and mocks his opponents after every game, actually didn't dare to step forward when faced with such an outrageous maneuver as a semi-professional team heading the ball with their face!"

(End of this chapter)