American TV series: Starting with exploiting young Sheldon

Only Agent L (Laurel), who had just been "tricked" into joining the Men in Black, pretended to be calm, but in reality, she was listening intently.

Don't overestimate young girls' resistance to gossip.

"Okay, everyone be quiet and listen to me." Seeing that everyone was present, Ms. O explained today's arrangements: "The delegation from Aquilan will be arriving shortly. Agent J and Agent M, you're responsible for returning the [Galaxy] to them..."

……

Half an hour later, a group of handsome men and beautiful women passed through the lobby of the Men in Black headquarters and arrived at the Men in Black's reception hall.

The leader of this group was a well-dressed middle-aged gentleman. This middle-aged man, who always wore a kind smile, was none other than the King of Agilent, who possessed a wealth of advanced technology.

“On behalf of Planet Akiren, I express my highest respect to Planet Blue, and also thank the Men in Black for their assistance. Planet Akiren is willing to be a friend of Planet Blue forever…” With these impeccable words, the middle-aged gentleman demonstrated Planet Akiren’s love of peace.

Yes, the technologically advanced planet Akiren has always been a pacifist.

Of course, this is also related to the frail physique of the Akiren aliens. Their talents are all focused on technological research, making them rather inept in actual combat.

"We deeply regret the fate of the Prince of Akiren on Earth. To demonstrate that Earth also cherishes peace, the Men in Black headquarters will later send a statement to interstellar space, strongly condemning the barbaric actions of the Zerg..."

Ms. O also delivered a lengthy and meticulously crafted speech, concluding with: "As a testament to the friendly relations between the two sides, the Men in Black are willing to return the [Galaxy] to the Akiren aliens."

Mike and Agent J stepped forward, followed by Nydy and newly recruited Agent L, who were also involved in the mission.

At this moment, a group of temporary ceremonial staff dressed in black suits came up carrying trays.

The object covered by the red cloth on the tray is the culmination of the technology of the Akiren aliens: the Milky Way.

With both parties present, Mike and Agent J simultaneously carried the "Galaxy" and handed it over to the King of Aquilen.

After this ceremony, the space fleet of the Akirens will also withdraw from outer space of Earth.

"Click~"

The pivotal historical moment when Mike and Agent J returned the "Galaxy" was captured in photographs by the Men in Black.

The entire process of this incident will also be preserved in the Black Organization's database for future members to browse and learn from.

"Those Akirens have really good taste, every single one of them is so sexy..." After seeing off the Akiren delegation, Agent J couldn't help but start talking again.

The focus naturally shifted to the "beautiful women" from the previous Akilon Star Envoy.

Those beauties were all fair-skinned, beautiful, and had long legs. They were also wealthy and generous, making them a truly pleasing sight.

Unfortunately, those were all illusions. The real Akirens were only a dozen centimeters tall, and their wrinkled skin did not conform to the aesthetic standards of Earthlings.

The images that everyone just saw were more like the exoskeletons of the Akiren aliens, or "artificial skeletons".

The Akiren aliens control the operation of an entire "machine" from within the prosthetic brain.

Unlike Agent J's regretful feelings, Mike didn't feel much. After all, he had many more and more beautiful women at home.

Compared to the natural beauty of girls like Mia and Tina, the artificial beauties of the Akiren aliens, though beautiful, lacked a lot of "spirit" and were soulless.

“Agent J, I think I just heard you say something about a beautiful woman?” Agent L (female forensic pathologist Laurel) leaned closer, staring at her partner with a dangerous look.

"No...no, who here could be more beautiful than you..." Agent J seemed a little afraid of his female partner, trying his best to explain while giving Mike a look for help.

His true colors as a simp have been revealed!

Only two days later, Agent J experienced firsthand what it meant to say, "Women and petty men are the most difficult to deal with; if you get too close, they become disrespectful; if you keep your distance, they resent you."

Although he hadn't read any ancient books, that was roughly the gist of it.

“Agent L, your situation is special, as you were recommended by an internal agent. Therefore, you need to find time to learn all the skills that agents are required to master as soon as possible. Your time is very tight, and your mission is very heavy.” Ms. O’s sudden words indirectly saved Agent J.

"I'll go study right away and try to become a qualified agent as soon as possible." Agent L's attention was indeed diverted elsewhere.

Her "determined" expression was somewhat like that of a college student who had returned to school.

"Agent J, go and assist your new partner with his studies." Ms. O turned around and assigned Agent J a new task.

This can probably be considered a special kind of "reincarnation"!

After seeing off L and J, Ms. O expressed her high appreciation for Mike's support efforts and then asked him if he needed any help from the organization in his work or life.

It's easy to see that the top leader of the Men in Black is much more friendly towards Michael than towards Agent L (Laurel).

"I wonder if my squad could be equipped with two of the organization's newly developed weapon, the 'Little Cricket'," Mike said, expressing his request.

Mike, the powerful "Little Cricket," had long been envious, but the terrible recoil wasn't a big problem for him.

“Uh, because several agents reported that ‘Little Cricket’ wasn’t working well, it’s been discontinued.” Ms. O explained awkwardly before continuing, “If you’re really interested, you can check with the organization’s research department. If they still have ‘Little Cricket’ in stock, I can give you special permission to take two.”

"Thank you~" After getting the result he wanted, Mike turned and walked towards the research department.

"If you manage to get the little cricket, remember to be careful when you test the gun; the recoil is quite strong." Ms. O shook her head helplessly, watching the young detective hurry away. However, she still couldn't resist offering a kind reminder as he walked out the door.

You should know that this new product caused many of the testers to injure their backs due to the recoil.

Chapter 390 An Unexpected Old Acquaintance

"You don't seem to have much faith in Agent L (Laurel). Is it because she replaced Agent K?" Mr. Z asked Ms. O after the two of them were left in the room.

Agent K is indeed outstanding. As one of the earliest members of the Men in Black organization, he is an object of admiration and respect for many who came after him.

Of course, this also includes Ms. O.

For the organization, Agent K is like a flag, a kind of spiritual totem.

“Agent K’s contributions to the organization deserve a dignified and solemn retirement ceremony…” Ms. O first expressed her regret, and then said, “However, quietly returning to peace is his choice, and we should respect it.”

"As for his replacement, Agent L, from what I've observed, her personality isn't suited to be an agent."

Laurel may be intelligent, and her courage is decent enough. However, her self-centered personality could very well cause problems in her future actions.

Yes, the female forensic pathologist's behavior in the Men in Black organization these past two days has been somewhat like that of a self-conscious "little fairy."

She took Agent J's care for granted. Knowing that he liked her, she even tended to use him as a free tool.

However, when Agent J had further ideas, she chose to turn a blind eye.

The worldly-wise Ms. O could easily see through Laurel's little tricks.

However, these things require mutual consent, and Ms. O didn't have a good way to help Agent J. So the only thing she could do was to create more opportunities for the two young people to interact.

As for how things will develop between the two of them, and whether Agent J can get out of this mess, that's up to fate.

"Forget it, let's not talk about Agent J's new partner." Mr. Z had also observed Agent L (Laurel), and his impression of the other agent wasn't very good either.

After leaving aside the female agent's matter, Mr. Z continued, "Let's discuss how to compensate Agent K. By the way, his name is Kay now."

Because of the unique nature of the Men in Black organization, every retired employee has their memory erased, so they do not remember ever having worked there.

Therefore, the pensions of these people need to be distributed by the organization in the form of "welfare".

Agent K has worked for the organization for over forty years, so the benefits he enjoys are naturally unparalleled.

Ms. O and Mr. Z need to discuss this carefully.

……

Meanwhile, Mike arrived at the organization's research department, where all the high-tech products used by the Men in Black agents were manufactured and developed.

The chaotic, market-like scene before one's eyes is quite shocking.

"Hello, may I ask who is the head of this place?" Mike asked a relatively young-looking researcher who was currently observing a mass of liquid that looked like an alien organism under a giant microscope.

"Boss? We don't have a boss here, we only have a research team." Apparently, things weren't going well, and the researcher, who was in his thirties or forties, sounded a little impatient after being interrupted.

"Where is your team leader?" Mike asked patiently.

After all, it's understandable that researchers might have eccentricities.

Moreover, the middle-aged man in front of me, with his thick hair, seemed easier to talk to than the others, who either had gray hair or were remarkably intelligent "mad scientists."

"What do you need our team leader for?" The middle-aged researcher, unwilling to waste time, glanced at Mike and asked directly.

“I have Ms. O’s permission to come and get two ‘Little Crickets’,” Mike said without further ado.

“Then you should go find the weapons development group. Keep walking towards the back, they are at the very back… This is the biological research group…” After explaining the problem in one go, the middle-aged researcher went back to his biological research.

Sure enough, there's a reason why people can be recruited by the research department of the Men in Black organization.

Mike shook his head and followed the direction the other person pointed, walking all the way to the back half of the research department area.

The spatial layout here appears more dispersed, with many high-tech products from extraterrestrial civilizations displayed around the area.

"Mike~"

Just as Mike was about to question someone, he heard a slightly surprised voice.

“Mike, I knew I wasn’t mistaken, it really is you!” A short old man wearing a white lab coat and with almost no hair on his head emerged from a pile of clutter.

“Professor John!” Mike was also a little surprised: “Didn’t you go to the University of Houston to become a professor?”

Yes, this person is Professor John, who previously taught at the University of Texas and is also an old friend of Mike and Sheldon.

The three had worked in the same research team on rocket launch projects and even applied for the Nobel Prize for this project.

Of course, it ultimately failed.

As far as Mike knew, Professor John was determined to go to Houston because the university there had a partnership with the NASA, and he could continue his rocket research there.

"You probably can't believe it, I'd only been researching rockets at the University of Houston for a little over a month when a mysterious person brought me here..." Professor John's face was filled with excitement: "This place is simply paradise!"

It's understandable. Professor John has an exceptionally high IQ and a strong foundation in scientific research. It would be a huge waste of resources to have such a talented person continue to spend time and energy researching outdated space technology.

After all, compared to the aliens' flying saucer technology, the rocket launch technology developed by Earth itself is already many versions behind.

"I'm currently an intern here, and I'm working with my supervisor on a damaged alien spaceship. I heard that the spaceship was previously on the roof of the Twin Towers..."

As Professor John talked about his current job, he became more and more excited. Then he realized that it was inappropriate to chat idly here, so he changed the subject and said, "By the way, Mike, what are you doing here? Did the research department here also take notice of you?"

John cheered up again as he spoke.

Judging from his own experience, he probably thinks that being able to research cutting-edge technology in this place is a very happy thing.

Mike's previous academic and research abilities also gave the old professor the illusion that he was a researcher.

“No, I’m an agent of the organization,” Mike stated, identifying himself.

"An agent? That's a real shame..." Professor John's face showed regret.

He believed that Mike, whose IQ was no lower than Sheldon's, would definitely achieve something if he brought that talent to the field of scientific research.

Fighting and killing are nothing compared to scientific research and advancing civilization!

"So what brings you here?" Professor John finally accepted the fact that Mike had become an agent.

"I came to see if there are any 'Little Crickets' left here. By the way, Little Crickets are a powerful but small weapon..." Mike added an extra explanation, just in case the other person didn't understand.

“What a coincidence, I know about ‘Little Cricket.’ I even participated in its design before, though only as an observer,” Professor John revealed. “And the person who led the design and development of that weapon is my mentor here.”

Judging by the timeline, John has been in the Men in Black's research department for over two months, so he certainly has the opportunity to participate in the development of "Little Cricket".

“That’s great. Could you take me to see your mentor? I’d like to ask him if he has any crickets left.” Mike explained his purpose.

However, the whole thing was indeed very coincidental. Who would have thought that people who were originally in Texas would meet again in Apple City after going their separate ways?

We'll continue in this manner.

Chapter 391 New Weapons

"My current mentor, Townes, is highly accomplished in all areas of physics..." Old John introduced his current teacher to Mike as he led him toward the workbench.

This made Mike a little curious: what kind of person was this teacher who could be so highly praised by John, an old professor with a doctorate?

"Professor Townes, someone is looking for you!" Old John shouted into the UFO wreckage in front of him as he approached the huge workbench.

Yes, on a giant workbench spanning several tens of square meters, there was the wreckage of a UFO that Mike recognized somewhat, and on the wreckage, many researchers were studying the alien high technology.

Not long after, a disheveled old man, about the same height as John and with an afro, emerged from the UFO.

"John, you're back. Did you find the cutting machine?" The old man named Townes seemed not to see Mike and Nidi behind him, and was preoccupied with his unfinished work.

“Uh, found it~” John answered his tutor’s question while handing over the small laser cutter he had found in a pile of clutter.

Clearly, he used to work as a deliveryman.

Over there, after receiving the laser cutter, Townes checked its approximate location on the UFO base and then started the cutting machine to begin cutting along the predetermined position.

“Don’t worry, Mike. I forgot to tell you, once Professor Townes gets into a working state, it’s hard for him to stop. He’ll be fine once he finishes his work.” Amidst the deafening noise of the laser cutting, old John explained somewhat awkwardly.

As expected of researchers from the Men in Black, they all have very strong personalities.