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

"Damn it, damn it, meow! Garbage question, meow!"

Delulu sat in the corner, a cell phone-shaped communicator on the table, her hands scratching the table incessantly, making annoying noises.

"Are you ok?"

"I'm fine, meow!"

Delulu suddenly turned her head, her eyes gleaming with a sharp green light, her breath coming in a vicious snarl, her back hunched over, like a dark, furious old cat.

Li Ji wisely turned and left.

"She wouldn't listen, she just went upstairs and meowed anyway."

Outside the tent, Kiki saw what had just happened through the curtain. Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

That fake human appearance gave her goosebumps all over.

She touched her arm and hurried back to her tent.

The four lame men looked at her and asked, "What happened to you? Your skin has turned pale."

Kiki stared blankly as she gripped her boyfriend's hand, her palms sweaty.

"I just saw Lulu, she's so scary, she's not even human. I used to think the Fearless Four were fake, but now I believe it."

Her boyfriend hugged her tightly: "Darling, don't be afraid. We have magical artifacts taught by Master Danny. We'll definitely be able to kill them today."

The four of them took out toy guns from their pockets, compared the different colored bullets, and reconfirmed their targets.

"Remember, we must fire when they all appear at the same time, otherwise if one of them gets away, we will be in danger."

Kiki sat in the chair, hugging herself and trembling.

Her mind was filled with images of Delulu acting like a wildcat going crazy, and coupled with the legend of the bridge battle, an ominous premonition grew stronger in her heart.

“Honey, do Master Danny’s magical items really work? I don’t believe in magic.”

"Shut the fuck up!"

The boyfriend, who had just been gently comforting her, suddenly turned fierce, his eyes looking like he wanted to kill her.

Kiki didn't dare to argue, staring at the other person like an innocent little deer.

My boyfriend excitedly said, "Do you know who Master Danny is? He's the top exorcist! Three months ago, a long-legged little shark, the size of a dog, broke into our boss's house. You heard right, a long-legged shark. It ate everything in the house. The refrigerator, the sofa, the TV, even half of his mother's SUV was eaten. It drank gasoline like it was cola every meal."

"My eldest son had a whole refrigerator full of leaves at home, and he ate them all. He was perfectly fine afterward! He felt refreshed."

"This monster is so big, we sent 15 brothers, and only 3 came back. The three of them together can't even make 3 legs."

Kiki clutched her chest and asked anxiously, "And then? Did Master Danny subdue this monster?"

"No, that monster ate almost everything in the house and then left."

"What does that have to do with Master Danny?"

"Did I say this matter has anything to do with Master Danny?"

Kiki felt her head buzzing. She suddenly realized that the designer Johnny was right; joining the gang had indeed made her lose a lot of decision-making power.

For example, right now, I can't control what nonsensical things I hear.

"So, what makes Master Danny, this exorcist, so remarkable?"

"I haven't finished yet. Later, the boss saw the corpse of this little thing for sale on the black market and found out that Master Danny killed that four-legged shark. Isn't that enough to prove the master's strength? Don't say anything that questions the master, or you'll be cursed."

Kiki silently covered her mouth.

Suddenly, screams were heard coming from outside the tent.

Everyone rushed out to watch.

A stylishly dressed Black man was greeting everyone, while behind him, a strange machine was being loaded and unloaded from a large truck. It was a sturdy plastic box connected to a long hose, with a spray gun at the front, resembling a bubble machine used in performances.

Shark asked curiously, "What is this?"

Lee Ki guessed, "It's probably a bubble machine used to create effects? Or one of those things that sprays out counterfeit money, rappers love doing this kind of thing."

“Na~” Matata shook her head. “You guessed wrong. It might be like that for others, but it’s impossible for 91. After you’re done performing, you can go backstage and have some fun together.”

"What's so great about it?"

Matata pointed to the machine the worker was moving: "That box contains leaves. He'll spray the whole place with leaf mist and bring the atmosphere to a climax."

"wtf!"

Li Ji felt that his values ​​had been severely impacted.

"Isn't this illegal?"

"It's just leaves, what law is it against?"

The evil American imperialism is truly despicable, allowing such heinous substances as "leaf dung," which inflict immense devastation on countless families and individuals, to proliferate and even become legal. This has further fueled the wicked entertainment of holding drug parties at large music festivals, which is utterly outrageous.

Li Ji saw the police officers in charge of security in the distance, and then looked at the sinister machine in front of him, and couldn't help but marvel at the surreal nature of the world.

He patted Shark on the shoulder: "Reject drugs, gambling, and prostitution, starting with me, Shark. We'll leave after our performance, so please don't get involved."

"it is good!"

Delightu, whose head was throbbing from the puzzle, heard the commotion outside and went out to see what was going on. She learned that someone had brought in a leaf-making machine, muttered "Idiot cat," and went back to battling the puzzle.

In the distance, the audience had already begun to enter through the entrance passage.

Below the stage, a few hundred people were scattered about, and at first glance, there were still a large number of audience members who had not yet arrived.

At these music festivals, guests take turns performing based on their fame; the more popular the singer, the later they perform, while the earliest performers are usually unknown artists like Karami.

Most audience members have never heard of these guys, so they're naturally too lazy to watch. They won't enter at the beginning of the show, and many might only enter in the middle of the performance, only watching the performances of the big names at the end.

Kiki is already testing the in-ear monitor in the background.

She was originally a backing singer for this music festival. Although she had the support of the Crippled Gang, the Crippled Gang was severely damaged by the Bloods in the recent gang war in New York, so she was still overshadowed by the four members of Lee Ki in terms of status.

She wore her headset, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

She had already released several songs and had performance experience, and it was only with great difficulty that she managed to secure the opportunity to be the opening act at this music festival.

Why are those four guys ranked behind me?
Just because they're part of the Blood Gang, do they deserve this kind of preferential treatment?

The music market is truly distorted; it doesn't pursue the music itself, but rather focuses on whether the singer is a criminal.

"It's okay, Kiki, all of this is coming to an end. Today, you're the only one who can finish the song."

She picked up the microphone and walked onto the stage, looking at the scattered audience members below, most of whom were still sitting on the lawn in the distance, indifferent to what was happening on stage.

Only a small number of people were standing in the front row, not even forming a row.

But the figures of those four men made her feel particularly at ease.

Li Jiji observed the situation from backstage and, seeing that there weren't many people, breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's fine if there are few people, otherwise it's too embarrassing. This Kiki is really rude. I helped her get the freedom to dress as she pleases, and she didn't even say thank you."

Milia said with amusement, "Maybe she'll thank you especially later."

Li Ji thought it made sense, so he went to the front row to watch.

The man next to him was gripping the toy gun tightly in his pocket. (End of Chapter)