American TV series: Starting with exploiting young Sheldon

Tremble, mortals!

Still unaware of the situation, Victor, in his overconfident phase, launched an attack with a sinister grin.

With a whooshing sound, the casserole-sized fist swung towards Mike.

"This, how is this possible..."

But before Victor could rejoice for long, he discovered that his all-out punch had been blocked by the human's single hand.

If he wasn't mistaken, he also saw a mocking expression on the other person's face.

"I don't believe humans could be that strong!"

Victor, his mentality shattered, then began to swing his fists wildly, trying to defeat the despicable human with this high-intensity attack.

However, all of his chaotic punches were blocked without exception.

"Your strength is indeed quite good, but after you transform, do you have no other means of attack?" Despite the disparity in strength, Mike, still maintaining a playful attitude, reminded Victor, who was in possession.

The strength of the vampire race lies in the various special talents they awaken, somewhat similar to a gifted mage.

However, now that Victor's energy level has increased, his attack methods have become more limited, as if he has transformed from a mage into a brute.

This is tantamount to giving up an advantage.

"This is impossible, no one can withstand the Blood God's attack..." Victor, whose mind was completely occupied by muscle, did not notice Mike's reminder at all.

Unable to break through, he fell into deep self-doubt.

It looks like there's no hope.

"Since you have no other means, then you can die~" After tolerating the opponent's attacks for so long without waiting for the opponent's counterattack, Mike shook his head slightly and then gathered the power of faith in his hands.

Then the fight, which was all about fists and blows, escalated into a one-sided crushing victory for Mike.

With each punch he threw, the power of the Blood God within Victor dissipated a little.

Victor, having lost his energy, is visibly shriveling up, a consequence of using the power of the Blood God.

"No, there are still many plans waiting for me to implement. I can't just die like this..."

Victor finally regained his senses when he was almost a dried-up corpse, but it was too late to say anything then.

In his resentment, Victor, having lost the power of the Blood God, breathed his last.

He died with his eyes still open, his "great cause" unfulfilled.

……

"You are the Blood God? Can you understand me?" Without paying much attention to the dead Victor, Mike turned his gaze to the blood mist in front of him.

This cloud of blood mist was formed from the blood energy that had dissipated from Victor's body.

However, this thing seemed to be very afraid of Mike; whenever Mike tried to get close, it would run away.

"Can't you understand human language?" Mike muttered, then instantly unleashed a burst of purifying power.

Touched by the purifying power, the blood mist trembled a few times before escaping the underground castle along the path it had come from and disappearing into the void.

"It has a little intelligence, but not much," Mike commented after watching the blood mist escape.

Just then, a group of men in black carrying ultraviolet weapons made their way through the library's basement to the entrance of the underground castle.

Unexpectedly, Blade Warrior appeared in this squad of men in black.

Chapter 503 Incorporation

"Mr. M, the London Men in Black salute you!"

The men in black who entered the underground castle spotted Mike in the blink of an eye.

As the new legend of the Men in Black, Michael's legendary story and the news of his promotion to head of the special department have already spread to all the Men in Black branches.

This includes the London branch.

Coupled with the strange phenomenon of blood mist in the sky and the devastation left by the battle, this squad of men in black from London had no choice but to show Mike the utmost respect.

"How's the situation outside?" Mike asked after nodding.

“Reporting to Mr. M, the London Metropolitan Police had already established a containment system when we arrived, preventing further casualties,” the black-clad squad leader replied. “However, the earlier blood mist tornado caused a corner of the London Library to collapse…”

Compared to the Men in Black headquarters in Apple City, the London branch of the Men in Black doesn't have as many divisions of responsibilities; the Men in Black squads here are more like "cleaners."

However, it's also a good thing that they can take over the follow-up work.

"It's good that no more serious casualties were caused." Mike gave the London police a positive assessment, and then said to the men in black team, "There are still some vampires in the underground castle that haven't been eliminated. I'll take you there to catch them in a bit."

Because William, the progenitor of werewolves, still exists in the underground castle, Mike did not allow the Men in Black squad to act on their own.

After settling them in, Mike looked at Blade, who was clearly not fitting in, and asked, "Why are you back again? Did you resolve Whistler's problem?"

“After using the antitoxin serum, Whistler is fine now,” Blade replied, then stood quietly to the side.

Wearing sunglasses, he was as cool as ever.

Mike, who has the ability to read minds, knows that Blade rushed back so urgently to repay a favor.

Yes, Blade Runner, who is not used to owing favors, was eager to repay the favor by becoming a henchman after healing Whistler's father.

However, it seems he arrived a step too late.

“I was recently promoted to head of a special department, and we’re short-staffed right now. If you’re well-rested, how about you go back and help me?” Mike called out to the Blade Runners.

Now that the vampire factories in Apple City and Washington State are expanding rapidly, they need someone like Blade to manage them.

"Okay~" After wandering for nearly a year, Blade had gradually grown tired of this nomadic life, so he readily agreed to Mike's call.

After dealing with the matter of Blade's return, Mike led the group into the underground castle.

In the hall where the battle had taken place, William, the progenitor of the werewolves, still occupied the central position. Although he had been slapped by Mike, his emotions no longer seemed as violent as they had been at the beginning.

Not far from him, a dozen or so werewolves who weren't quite dead had gathered.

To be honest, these elite werewolves are quite physically fit. They looked like they were on the verge of death before, but now more than a dozen of them have survived. And judging from the situation, in just a short time, the surviving werewolves have already recovered about half of their injuries.

Further inside, Selena and Mark, whose limbs were paralyzed, were nestled together.

Yes, as an enhanced hybrid, Mark, with only half vampire blood, barely survived even after taking a wave of holy light attacks.

As for the weak vampires who were unable to join the battle before but survived by chance, they now number the most, conservatively estimated to be over a hundred.

But right now they are the most pitiful, with over a hundred vampires huddled in a corner, trembling with fear.

"All of you, gather here!" Mike commanded the surviving vampires and werewolves, then looked at the gigantic werewolf progenitor and shouted, "And you, come to my side."

As it turns out, even irrational wild beasts can be "tamed" as long as they have a sense of awe.

Seeing the progenitor of werewolves dawdling and seemingly still a bit unconvinced, Mike helped him recall the taste of the slap.

Before long, the progenitor of werewolves obediently squatted down next to Mike.

Meanwhile, the surviving werewolves and vampires cautiously gathered in front of Mike.

As for those with mobility issues, like Selena and Mark, they were dragged to the center of the arena by members of the Men in Black squad.

Mike's gaze swept over the group of vampires and werewolves, and in an instant, several "bad" vampires were burned to ashes by the hellfire.

Seeing the other vampires terrified, Mike asked, "Now I'm giving the rest of you a choice: live or die?"

"Want to live~" xN

Unsurprisingly, Mike got the standard answer.

“Very good. I’m short-staffed at the vampire and werewolf factories in the United States, and you two fit the bill perfectly. As for the pay and rules, someone will explain them to you in detail once you arrive at the factory…”

As he spoke, Mike's tone gradually became serious: "But you must remember one thing: once you get to the factory, my rules are the rules, and anyone who doesn't follow them will die."

"Please rest assured, sir, we will definitely comply." xN

Although they didn't know what the factory's rules were, the vampires, who had temporarily escaped death, all wore expressions of relief.

One by one, they expressed their determination.

As for the werewolves, their eyes would occasionally dart toward William, the progenitor of the werewolves, who was crouching next to Mike.

Finally, one of the werewolves spoke up and asked, "What do you plan to do with our progenitor?"

Unlike the first generation of wild and untamed werewolves, the second generation of werewolves after Lucian all have the ability to turn back into humans and are born with the ability to control their emotions.

Therefore, unless they are born evil, most werewolf packs have learned to coexist peacefully with humans.

For example, the werewolves in Washington state mostly live by hunting wild animals.

Given the current characteristics of the werewolf pack, Mike explained to them, "William will be meeting his family later, and you don't need to know the details."

This explanation is the best possible outcome for the werewolves.

Moreover, as prisoners, they were destined to work in Mike's factory from now on, so they really didn't need to know too much.

"I want to know, how is Victor doing now?" Like a relay, after the werewolves had asked their questions, Selena also asked the question she cared about most.

Mark, who was standing next to him, seemed to be trying to stop them, but he obviously failed.

“I’m sorry, sir. Selena didn’t mean to offend you; it’s just that Victor killed her parents…” Fearing the female vampire would be blamed, Mark quickly explained on her behalf.

“Victor has been killed by me. From now on, you two can just work for me.” Mike’s gaze swept over the two of them, which was a tacit acknowledgment of their abilities.

In terms of combat ability, neither of them is inferior to Blade. Selena, in particular, possesses strong management skills.

……

For the next few days, Mike remained in London, working with the Men in Black branch there.

While searching for the hiding places of vampires and werewolves in the surrounding area, he took Blade, along with the recovered Selena and Mark, to visit and recruit them.

Within a few days, he sent at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, vampires and werewolves back to Apple City and Washington State through a portal.

In an instant, the safety level of London's streets was raised several notches.

……

Chapter 504 Father and Son

"I wonder how William is doing now?" Marcus asked with a hint of nostalgia as he prepared to see his werewolf brother.

To see his brother as soon as possible, Marcus made arrangements in advance for the vampire and werewolf factory in Washington state, and then came directly to Apple City to wait.

Now, he is staying with his father, Alexander, in a somewhat secluded villa.

This unassuming villa is the new home that Alexander prepared for himself and his children.

“Mike mentioned it on the phone, that William’s condition is still the same as before, like a wild beast…” Alexander, sitting on the sofa smoking a cigar, looked much more serious.

As a father, it's natural to consider the child's needs.

The main reason he bought such a remote villa was to house his second son, William the werewolf.

Then, the father and son in the villa looked at each other and fell silent.

Both of them knew about William's situation; thousands of years ago, he had been reduced to a mindless and violent beast.

Thousands of years have passed, and considering the circumstances, the fact that the other party did not die from being used in conspiracies or schemes, nor did they disappear silently into the shadows because of being plotted against, is already the best possible outcome.

As family, what more could Alexander and Marcus ask for?

As the waiting time ticked by, the atmosphere in this villa, which had been deliberately left unattended, grew increasingly somber, until finally only the faint sound of burning cigars could be heard.

Just then, a beam of white light shone in the deserted living room, followed by a white portal appearing in the void.

"Hey Alexander, Marcus, long time no see. Look what I've brought you~" As the voice rang out, Mike walked out of the portal, followed by a werewolf over five meters tall.

Clearly, Mike kept his promise and brought Alexander's werewolf son back before Christmas.

Even without his introduction, Alexander and Marcus had already set their sights on the muscular werewolf.

“William, my child, is it really you?” Alexander, his eyes misty, walked toward the werewolf William.

Even after thousands of years, and even though William was over five meters tall, in Alexander's eyes, he was still a child.

The old man was about to hug his second son.

However, the progenitor of werewolves, lacking normal thought, didn't possess many emotions. The old man's approach was nothing short of an offense to him.

"Ouch~"