American TV series: Starting with exploiting young Sheldon

Inside the entrance reception room, a staff member dressed in a black suit had already seen what was happening outside through the surveillance equipment.

Especially Mike and his companion, who had special invitations in their hands.

As James shouted, the staff pressed the open button. Then, with a "buzzing" sound, a high-tech metal door appeared on the perfectly sealed stone block.

Behind the gate lies another long and fantastical tunnel.

It must be said that MIB has a great imagination, actually designing its headquarters underground.

“Where should we go to find Ms. O?” James asked the receptionist in the reception room after entering the gate.

The receptionist, dressed in a black suit, pointed aloofly to the other end of the tunnel without saying a word.

"The staff here are so indifferent, no wonder business is bad," James complained as he walked along the only passageway.

It's worth mentioning that he moved slightly faster than Mike, and his right hand was always close to the pistol at his lower back.

Mike was certain that if danger arose, the other party would draw their gun immediately.

And so the two walked to the end of the passage without encountering anyone else.

At the end, there was a row of rooms, the largest of which had its door wide open.

Inside were eight active-duty soldiers dressed in various military uniforms. Judging from their fierce demeanor and the colors on their shoulder insignia, they were clearly elites selected from various military units.

It was at this moment that James, sensing a kindred spirit, relaxed a little.

"The assessment time is up. Please take your seats as soon as possible, or you will be considered to have forfeited." A man in black in the room glanced outside and said expressionlessly.

"Wait, I still don't know what you're going to assess, or whether your organization complies with the regulations." James was full of questions.

However, the man in black in the room did not respond to the questions.

The soldiers sitting in a row in the room were also very disciplined, their eyes fixed straight ahead.

"You should get the answer after the test," Mike reminded James before walking into the room and sitting down in a hemispherical chair.

The chair looks like an egg that has been cut in half vertically; it's completely bare and not comfortable to sit in.

"What kind of chair is this? It's so uncomfortable!" Sure enough, James, who sat down next to Mike, immediately complained about the chair.

Of course, his complaints had no effect. The only man in black in the room had already distributed the test papers and answer pencils to everyone according to the procedure.

The questions on the exam were not difficult; they were mostly about how to handle emergencies, evacuate people, and handle the aftermath.

However, the man in black only distributed test papers and pencils to everyone, without providing tables for them to answer the questions.

With a thin and brittle exam paper and a sharp pencil, and no suitable space for answering questions, it was really difficult to write anything on the exam paper.

Meanwhile, the eight soldiers standing nearby had already laid their exam papers on their laps and begun answering the questions. Only the occasional "plop, plop" sound of the papers being torn proved that this method was not working.

"Hey, athletic kid. Come on over and lend a hand!" James, who also had several holes poked in his test paper, set his sights on the only low table in the room.

Yes, right in the middle of the room, there is a table that is knee-high.

At that moment, James was leaning on the table, winking at Mike.

"Why don't you bring the test paper over?" Mike went to the table, spread the test paper on the low table, and sat down on the floor to start answering the questions.

You know what, this height is just right.

"How come I didn't think of that?" James followed suit and took the test paper.

You should know that the row of hemispherical chairs has a base that is more than a meter high. If you move the low table over there, it will be very inconvenient to answer the questions.

On the contrary, Mike's idea was not only convenient but also very practical.

After comparing the two, Mike's behavior also attracted the attention of eight military officers behind them.

"There are plenty of seats here. You can come over if you'd like." After noticing the surprised looks from the others, James generously extended an invitation.

However, out of discipline, the eight soldiers quickly looked away and continued writing on their laps.

Although the man in black in the room did not raise any objections to Mike and his companion's "violations of the rules".

This largely constitutes an acceptance of what Mike and his partner did.

"Looks like we've found two pretty good kids this time. Don't you agree, Agent K?" A woman with half-gray hair said from a room separated from the examination room by only one wall.

In this slightly smaller room, a high-tech LCD screen is displaying footage of the examination room.

"It's too early to say anything now. Whether he passes the assessment in the end depends on him." Agent K, whose face was already wrinkled, spoke in a businesslike manner.

“K, you’re still so old-fashioned.” Ms. O smiled and then turned to the fat man with a mustache behind her and said, “Mr. Z, help me organize the information on that little guy named Mike.”

“Okay, Ms. O,” Mr. Z replied.

Yes, there are three men in black in this small room.

In the Men in Black organization, in addition to special operations personnel like Agent K, there are also managers like Ms. O, as well as civilian staff like Mr. Z.

However, as they age, the Men in Black organization urgently needs new blood to join them.

Strictly speaking, neither James nor Mike were qualified to be here for this assessment.

However, because James has a close relationship with Agent K, his spot was essentially a special recommendation from K.

Of course, given the opportunity, whether James ultimately passes or not is not something Coach K will concern himself with.

As for Mike, it was because Ms. O needed someone to take the lead in dealing with the increasing number of extraordinary events on the planet.

So Mike also got this opportunity.

Chapter 349 Passing the Test

"Time's up!" Half an hour later, the man in black in charge of the exam said expressionlessly, "Congratulations on passing the first round of testing. Now, please follow me for the practical exercise."

After the written test ended, the man in black didn't seem to intend to collect the answer sheets. He glanced at everyone, then turned and walked out to the right.

"What does this mean? Are they playing us for a fool?" James, who had finally finished the test after racking his brains, couldn't help but complain when he saw his hard work being ignored.

To be honest, he almost guessed the correct answer.

The first round of assessment truly tested the trainees' mental fortitude. If anyone withdrew from the exam due to difficulty answering questions, they would lose the opportunity to advance to the second round.

"Stop talking. You think your answer is better than theirs?" Mike gestured to the eight soldiers who had already left the room.

You should know that those are the professionals who handle emergencies.

“You’re absolutely right~” James glanced at his scribbles on the paper and his mood inexplicably improved.

It felt like I'd "stolen a chicken".

Then, wanting to regain face in the second round of assessment, he said enthusiastically, "Let's hurry up and catch up. I will prove to you in the actual combat exercise that I am better than them."

In the live-fire training room on the right side of the corridor, a street corner scene was set up using lights and images.

"Suspicious individuals will appear in the scene in a moment. I need you to find the dangerous ones among them and kill them in the shortest possible time..." The black-clad proctor explained the test content while distributing ten bright silver short guns to everyone.

"Is this... the wP99 series? I remember this series only went up to the P88..." James looked at the exquisite semi-automatic pistol in his hand, his eyes filled with doubt.

In fact, the WP99 pistol is indeed the latest semi-automatic pistol improved by the Men in Black research group, and it has not yet been released to the public.

This was considered an organizational secret, so no one answered James's questions.

At this moment, the proctor in black had already pressed the button for the practical test.

Under the flickering colored lights and mist, a dozen figures of different shapes appeared in the simulated street.

Most of them are depicted as terrifying alien monsters with bared teeth, with only one cute little girl holding a book being an exception.

"Bang bang~ bang..."

Accompanied by a barrage of gunfire, all the "monsters" were riddled with bullet holes.

Surprisingly, a bullet hole also appeared on the target with the image of a little girl, which looked very out of place.

So much so that all eight soldiers who had finished shooting turned their gazes to Mike, their eyes filled with confusion.

Yes, the shot that hit the little girl's target was indeed fired by Mike.

At this point, all nine trainees had completed their assessments, except for James, who was still holding his gun and had not yet pulled the trigger.

"Bang~Bang~"

Two more gunshots rang out, and James, his forehead already beaded with sweat, made the same choice as Mike.

After the second round of live-fire exercises concluded and the weapons were returned to their proper places, the black-clad proctor bypassed the eight military officers and looked at Mike and James, asking, "Tell me your reasons."

After all, in a simulated scenario, any "monster" poses a much greater threat than a seemingly harmless "little girl."

“Expressions…” Mike began to explain, “If this were a real scene, the ‘little girl’ surrounded by monsters would have a very bland expression. I can’t even see any fear on her face…”

Think about it, if an ordinary person were suddenly taken hostage by a monster, it would be considered brave if they didn't pee.

Not to mention that the "little girl" even had a "cute" smile on her face.

On the other hand, James made the same choice as Mike purely out of intuition.

Now that he heard the other person's explanation, he noticed many details and immediately said, "The sports kid is right. Look at that monster on the streetlight; it looks scary, but it's probably actually exercising..."

"And that monster wearing headphones on the street, it must be jogging at night..."

"Most importantly, in a street full of monsters, a little girl is holding a book on quantum mechanics. That's very suspicious... that kind of book is too advanced for a child."

"In conclusion, the seemingly harmless little girl is actually the villain in the end."

After a jumbled explanation, James turned to Mike and asked in a tone that seemed to say, "So, was I right?"

Mike's eyes twitched involuntarily when he saw James's smug expression. He really wanted to tell him that quantum mechanics wasn't actually that profound for a child prodigy.

Of course, the current situation is not suitable for discussing this.

At this moment, the proctor in black seemed to have received instructions through his earpiece. After glancing at Mike and James, he said to the rest of the group, "You eight, come with me for a moment. We're going to proceed with the next vision test."

It's read as "vision test," but it's actually for "memory erasure."

Clearly, these eight military personnel have been eliminated.

In the small house on the other side, Ms. O, who had watched the entire testing process, smiled and said, "Alright, Agent K. Now you can go meet your new partner. And Mr. Z, go and bring that little guy named Mike over for me."

It is well known that the men in black always operate in pairs.

As for Agent K, his previous partner, Agent D, retired due to his advanced age, so he urgently needs a new partner.

Therefore, it can be said that this Men in Black recruitment test was held entirely to help Agent K select a new partner.

"Hey buddy, I didn't expect you to be such a good shooter. We can have a go sometime..." James, who was in the second testing room, seemed to be in a very stable state of mind.

He then added, "Are we considered eliminated? Why is nobody caring about us? The people here are really unprofessional..."

Just then, Agent K, dressed in a black suit, and Mr. Z walked over.

“Mr. Mike, please come with me for a moment. Someone wants to see you alone,” Mr. Z called out.

For some reason, Mike will be joining the Men in Black, and he will be different from other ordinary agents.

Therefore, you need to go through Ms. O's interview.

"You athletic kid, watch yourself!"

Before Mike left, James whispered to him, "These guys don't look like good people. If anything happens, remember to shout for help. I'm ready to come and help you anytime."

After saying goodbye, Mike was led by Mr. Z to a small room where he met Ms. O, whose hair was half-gray.

"Mike, answer me a question first," Ms. O asked seriously. "Do you believe in the existence of devils or angels?"

“Yes, ma’am. I think so,” Mike replied affirmatively.

"My second question is, what's your opinion on the existence of extraterrestrials?" Ms. O continued to ask.

"I believe the universe is infinite, and extraterrestrial life must exist," Mike reiterated, giving an affirmative answer.

He is someone who knows the answer and works backwards to deduce the process.

Do aliens exist?

If we compare our home planet to a swimming fish and the infinite space of outer space to the ocean, then as long as this fish explores enough places, one day it will surely encounter other "kindred spirits".

If this fish has never encountered another of its kind, it is very likely because it has been kept in a fish tank by someone and has become an ornamental fish.

So from a certain perspective, the existence of MIB at least proves that there is a "sea" in human life.

“Very good, it seems you think the same way I do, you’re not an ordinary person.” Ms. O smiled and continued, “We have a basis for communication.”

In fact, in front of Ms. O was a detailed file on Mike, which included: demon sacrifice, vampires, cannibals, alien cinema, etc.