Chapter 817

NO．186：Suzi New Clause Achieves Great Merit

Inner Liruxian, Kufu, Cosmic People Business Alliance, lower-level employee of the Extraction Assurance Department.

Every day's routine is sitting in the underground monitoring room of ZS Tressen Academy, watching old audiovisual dramas from Dongyan, occasionally adjusting data from the neighboring laboratory to ensure stable processing of Aimerana ore extracts.

It's just this easy and comfortable, with stable wages and insurance, and occasionally one can go out for a stroll.

With my original form, there's no need to forcibly imitate humans.

Compared to before crossing over when I stayed on Earth, being doubted by countless Earth people regarding my stance and purpose in a high-pressure, tense environment, this life is simply too leisurely; I even made several local friends, whether human, horse girls, or fellow cosmic beings.

Both spiritual and material life are greatly enriched.

The only regret is that, before crossing over, and also during my lifetime on Earth knowing a few friends, there's basically no chance to meet again.

But it doesn't matter; those Earth people of theirs must be living better than me, this alien, no matter what.

And I myself having such a life state is also quite satisfying, even as a lower-level employee it doesn't matter.

I know the boss thinks the same way; even if he hasn't talked himself hoarse to spill everything about himself, upon understanding that the other party is a Nakel star person yet content with the team leader position, lazy to climb up, it's already enough to be astonishing.

Who doesn't know Nakel star people excel at assassination, are full of ambition, and are even the vanguard force invading Earth?

And in fact, that talkative boss who also likes to dump emotional garbage did indeed say he once tried to be an invader.

Before crossing over, it was to invade Earth by joining a cosmic people alliance, but ended up drawing a base salary from the grassroots, striving to climb up, when all cadres were obliterated by Ultraman Orb.

A guy named Gakura even stabbed his boss, later destroyed the spaceship, causing him who couldn't escape in time to be caught in the explosion, arriving in this world in a near-death state.

Afterwards, he was revived by local Earth people, then cared for by policy welfare for a long time—just feeling utterly empty, let alone the original invasive mindset.

Originally he also just followed his kin doing this work, set a goal accordingly, but now in this state, after being visited several times by the Earth people who saved him, he instead adopted their suggestion—go into business.

Do some business, improve quality of life, first making oneself live well is most important.

Kufu strongly agrees with this; as someone with no invasive past, merely the last survivor due to worsening hometown environment, he only needs a habitable planet to be content, and if accepted locally, it's even better.

And this world, this Earth, has far exceeded his expectations, making him sincerely want to live well from the bottom of his heart.

But who would have thought?

Originally it was an interstellar cosmic people mutual aid business alliance; the alliance leader suddenly abandoned past law-abiding principles, began venturing into dangerous chemical industries and even military sectors—like monsters, these biological weapons require special permits to engage in.

Many enterprises in the alliance still haven't obtained documents, yet technology has already been popularized from top to bottom.

Allies attracted by excessive profits keep increasing; even someone like me, a lower-level employee not paying much attention to upper-level atmosphere, can sense the strange wind direction, so when the boss said such a "two-five sim" route plan, I actually felt quite happy and quite moved.

Washing hands in a golden basin being handled is ultimately just a joke; even in those classical audiovisual dramas, those who don't end well are mostly those who dug too deep, hands too dirty, while this batch under the boss's hands are doing legitimate trade—what's not legitimate is rather the academy director.

Opening space under the academy for side business……even if having central approval—but the application reason stating training facilities doesn't match up, right?

Kufu doesn't quite understand these twists and turns in industry development, but when the academy director told him to appear as little as possible before students, he also notices some issues; however, after informing the boss, being told not to worry too much about the partner's own problems, he then goes along as instructed.

Thinking perhaps one day the academy director will be investigated, not knowing whether our cooperation project will be shut down—she hasn't yet been sanctioned by police, but first encountered this group of law-breaking criminals.

Underground monitoring room, nearby dark strategist standing before Kufu.

Not far away is the academy director guarded by Magma star people, in a coma, bound to a chair with some alloy chain.

Seems they considered the other party's strength as a horse girl.

"Such a narrow place, don't you feel even a bit uncomfortable?"

"I think it's fine…much more spacious than the cockpit of my ship when I was searching for planets……Kufu muttered inwardly, still maintaining a tense facade:

"Um…Dark Gona sir."

"What's wrong, outsider."

"……Monitoring this work is my responsibility." He looked at the one occupying his post, staring at countless screens, the Baraton star person.

Slightly plump and oily green appearance, if changed to the boss's taste, would probably be called a big melon beside the black-ridged melon.

"I know, but I'm very doubtful that someone like you, an outsider, will cause trouble," Black-Ridged Melon spoke bluntly, "You look like you have some connection with that woman, don't you?"

"You're joking, just as a partner, I ought to pay some attention, otherwise the legality of my work here cannot be guaranteed."

"Legality…hah, you're also like those inferior beings voluntarily enslaved by AI, following laws made by AI?"

Inner Liruxian wanted to speak but stopped, finally just forcing calm: "…Holy Terra Federation's laws are established by those united representatives."

"Aren't they also needing AI correction? They still call that polishing in records, hahaha," Black-Ridged Melon sneered, "Cut the nonsense, don't you have other work? Extraction manager."

"This side is taken over by us; from now on, you go upstairs."

"?"

"I heard your mimicry ability is no less than Babar star people; ordinary monitoring instruments can't detect your original form, so use your human form, and together with the Godela star person who transformed into the academy director, go up and wait for Aomo Lindun's appearance, then follow my instructions."

"This isn't in my job duties."

"Are you sure?" Dark Gona said, turning to look at not far away the Magma star person.

The latter directly placed his military blade on the neck of the comatose academy director.

"……" Kufu fell silent for a moment, transformed into a young black-haired male, with an already uncontrollable angry gaze, glared at Dark Gona, and walked out of the monitoring room.

"You go follow him." Giving the Godela star person a glance hard to notice, Dark Gona let out a laugh hard to praise directly.

"Human-friendly guys, what they'll do is obvious at a glance, but good, this kind of guy can also be used to let the other let down their guard, Baraton star person, open his communication channel."

"Yes!"

"Can you hear me? Kufu."

"... I can hear, what exactly do you want me to do? I've already been watched by the students here."

"Don't worry, the Godela star person will explain your identity, you can move freely here, heard you've always been restricted from contacting those horse-eared female humans, I'm doing you a favor."

"No need for you to do this kind of favor."

"Really? I saw you when they bowed, that happy look doesn't seem entirely an act."

"……"

"Human form will make your mental activity too obvious, when lying you also need to pay attention."

"Even if you let me and him come up now, Aomo Lindun may not necessarily appear."

"Who said that? Let's go to the school gate now. They've already appeared on the screen—Sai Luo, Jie De, and they really are just as the data simulation showed... Hmm? Where's Aomo Lindun?"

"?" Ke Fu pressed his earphone in confusion.

You're asking me? What's your situation?

"Uh, I didn't see Aomo Lindun's trace in any other surveillance."

This voice is a green melon? Turns out it wasn't calling me...

"Check the puppet-like figure between Sai Luo and Jie De! Balaton alien—does this surveillance system have no scanning function?"

"Wait... there is. Not only can it penetrate most materials for surface imaging, but it can also penetrate skin and muscle to directly show bones... Uh... strange."

Strange?

Ke Fu, pressing his earphone, looked puzzled at his 'teammate,' the Godla alien disguised as the dean, whose eyes held the same confusion as his own about the situation over there.

"The appearance isn't showing, optical tomography is being interfered with... Commander! That doll's interior seems to have strong light capable of interfering with optical tomography!"

"What thing?" Hei'an Ge exclaimed in surprise, "Then just do tomography to the bones! Would that be interfered with?"

"Report! Theoretically it won't! Execute immediately!"

"Report! Preliminary bone age scan of the opponent shows a 15-year-old male human, height only 161 centimeters, which does not match Aomo Lindun's data."

"... Have me closely monitor all surveillance around the campus! They're extremely likely to be acting separately!"