"Laura Flynn?!"
As soon as Mike entered the database, he saw a beautiful woman with long, wavy hair cascading down her back, searching for something among the rows of data shelves.
Laura Flynn was a rising film star in the past two years, and due to her beautiful face and sexy figure, she also worked as a print model for various fashion magazines.
Mike had seen her at the King's Building.
However, the aura of that woman in his memory was not as sharp as the one before him now.
So there was only one truth: the woman in front of him was an alien from the Serleena race, transformed.
Her goal was likely to better infiltrate the MIB Headquarters.
After all, who could constantly remain vigilant against a delicate beauty?
"MIB? Are you here to stop me?" The woman licked her lips, revealing a seductive expression.
The Light of Zartha was a unique gem capable of actively absorbing and storing energy. By absorbing light energy and tidal energy between celestial bodies, the gem could store enough energy to destroy a planet approximately every hundred years.
Although its power couldn't compare to the Arquilian Galaxy of the Planet Arquilia, it was definitely nuclear-bomb level.
Serleena had come for that gem this time, and she hadn't yet found any clues about the Light of Zartha in the database.
Therefore, she didn't want to create further trouble and start a fight here, to avoid messing up the documents in the database.
Thus, she intended to use "seduction."
"No, I'm here to eliminate you." Mike had no such reservations.
He had seen too many beautiful women; he was almost tired of them.
He instantly launched a psychic attack, freezing Serleena in place, then summoned Hellfire, condensed it into a small ball, and threw it at her.
The incident happened so suddenly that Serleena was engulfed in flames before she could react, and in a short while, she was burned to ashes.
However, as a member of the Serleena race, Serleena's vitality was tenacious; as long as she wasn't completely eliminated in one go, she could regenerate like a plant.
Thus, one second Serleena had just been burned to ashes, and the next second, a root resembling a small snake next to her rapidly expanded.
In the blink of an eye, it transformed into another brand new "Laura Flynn."
"I didn't want to do this, but you forced me to!" The newly appeared Serleena had her long, wavy hair replaced by twisted green vines.
Afterward, these vines grew rapidly, overwhelming Mike.
Fortunately, Mike didn't have trypophobia; otherwise, just the sight of those vines coiling like pythons would probably have been enough to give him a headache.
"I admit your fire ability is very effective against me, but now how will you block?" Serleena, in one breath, transformed her arms into countless vines as well.
Large quantities of vines quickly filled the entire database, and Mike was naturally trapped in a sea of vines.
But soon, Serleena discovered that her vines could not advance within one meter of Mike's body.
So, this Serleena alien became ruthless and once again unleashed more vines, coiling Mike into a large cocoon, intending to trap him to death inside.
"Is this all your attack methods? It's nothing special." As Mike spoke, the Holy Light Shield on his body suddenly expanded, shattering the vine cocoon on him into pieces.
The reason Mike didn't immediately launch a second attack was that he wanted to gauge the combat power of the Serleena race.
The result was very disappointing to him.
The vines Serleena unleashed with all her might couldn't even break through the passive shield of the Light Armor.
In other words, Serleena was nothing but a weakling to Mike.
"In your next life, don't be an alien spy anymore." Facing Serleena's shocked expression, Mike casually summoned a large flame sword and sliced her in half.
Then he dispersed the large flame sword into many small fireballs, one by one burning all the vines left by Serleena into ashes.
With his current strength, he could achieve precise control, burning only the vines without affecting the data in the database.
"Hmm, I almost underestimated you. The Serleena race's life-saving ability is indeed something…" Mike, having dealt with the vine trash in the database and about to call someone, suddenly looked towards a corner.
There, a mini version of a vine with a lotus on its head was curled up, almost completely masking all signs of life.
If Mike hadn't had keen senses, he truly wouldn't have discovered this original body of Serleena, hiding in the corner.
"Oh, you really did find the data you wanted." Mike stepped forward and grabbed the lotus.
He also saw a small, capsule-like folder hidden within the lotus petals.
"Even if you kill me, it won't solve the problem. The Light of Zartha's energy is already full this time, and even without me, other alien races will come upon hearing about it…" A distorted human face appeared on the lotus petal and said, "Instead of that, why not let me take the Light of Zartha and help you solve a problem in advance."
If the Light of Zartha was a nuclear weapon, then Earth was its holder.
And it was surrounded by "powerful enemies."
Once the news of the Light of Zartha spread, Earth would inevitably become a battlefield for those alien ambitious individuals.
Of course, that was in the past; even if Earth possessed the Light of Zartha, it might not have been able to keep it. But now with Mike, the Light of Zartha naturally had a master.
Since he had become the master of the Light of Zartha, Mike naturally wouldn't be polite to those alien bandits eyeing it.
This included the Serleena in front of him.
"Your scheme is well-planned, but now the Light of Zartha belongs to me, and all you alien bandits can go to hell." Mike said, crushing the lotus and vines in his hand into dust.
Finally, still feeling it wasn't secure enough, he used Hellfire to burn the dust into ashes.
[Kylothian Energy * +150,000]… [Plant Instinct (Trait)]…
As Serleena died, Mike also gained a large number of traits.
Among them, the hundreds of thousands of energy points no longer impressed him much, but the plant-related trait was quite good.
With this plant trait, no matter how severely Mike was injured in the future, as long as there was sunlight and water, he could recover quickly.
This powerful ability instantly made Mike feel that perhaps being a "vegetable" wasn't so bad after all.
"Is it all over? Where is that Serleena?" Hearing no movement from the database for a long time, Agent O and Agent Z also entered with a group of MIB.
At this time, although the database was very messy due to Serleena's previous vines, most of the data on the shelves was well preserved.
The worst-case scenario had not happened.
This discovery made Agent O and Agent Z both breathe a sigh of relief.
"Don't celebrate too soon; our troubles are not over." Mike said, handing the data capsule in his hand to Agent O.
At the same time, he also told her what Serleena had said earlier.
"The Light of Zartha?" Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Agent O first called the other agents out, then recalled, "I remember fifteen years ago, Princess Lauranna did visit Earth with a gem. The one responsible for receiving her was the former Agent K…"
"In my impression, that Light of Zartha should have been taken away with Princess Lauranna's departure. I didn't expect it to still be on Earth."
Agent O opened the capsule file, which recorded that Agent K at the time, due to Princess Lauranna's repeated pleas, finally agreed to help her safeguard the Light of Zartha.
As for where the Light of Zartha was hidden, the file did not record it in detail.
"It seems we have no choice but to recall Agent K this time." Agent O had a reminiscent expression on her face.
Because of the Rejuvenation Potion, the MIB had once proposed a motion to recall former agents who had retired but were still very capable, back to the MIB.
The Rejuvenation Potion was a powerful potion developed by the MIB research department, based on the Fraternity's special ointment, combined with Vampire active cells and other projects.
Theoretically, it could help humans live without illness or disaster to their lifespan limit, which is between one hundred twenty and one hundred forty years old.
Those MIB agents who retired at fifty or sixty years old, if they used this potion, could instantly recover to "prime age."
Conservatively estimated, they could work for the organization for another fifty or sixty years.
Whether it would be a win-win is unknown, but the return of those excellent former agents would certainly help the organization overcome this difficulty.
Here, it is necessary to emphasize Agent K; before his retirement, he diligently worked for the MIB for more than forty years. It is no exaggeration to say that he grew with the MIB.
Moreover, he had participated in many confidential missions, such as Princess Lauranna entrusting the Light of Zartha fifteen years ago.
Many details of this, only Agent K himself probably knew.
Therefore, his return was inevitable.
"So, when are we going to pick up Agent K?" A voice suddenly sounded behind Agent O.
"Why are you still here? Didn't I tell you to go out earlier?" Agent O turned around and saw Agent J, her tone immediately becoming displeased.
"I did go out, but you guys are talking about my former former former partner, so I naturally need to be present…" Agent J complained, "You know, compared to my previous unreliable partners, and that useless chatterbox dog, Agent K is much more reliable."
Agent J had suffered from bad partners for a long time; since Agent K retired, he had changed more than ten new partners, and none of them were normal.
Eventually, Agent J had no choice but to condescend and become a temporary partner with the alien dog Frank, only to find that this alien dog was not only a chatterbox but also completely useless.
After all, you can't expect a dog to use a circular weapon, can you?
Moreover, although Agent J himself was a chatterbox, he also hated having another chatterbox around.
"We'll talk about your partners later; now, get out…" Agent O, hearing Agent J's long-winded speech, immediately wanted to kick him out.
"Wait—!" Agent Z stopped Agent O and said, "Perhaps, letting Agent J go to welcome Agent K's return is a good choice."
It should be known that Agent K's partner before retirement was Agent J, and he had also spent a lot of effort on Agent J.
It is no exaggeration to say that he was his successor.
"Alright, but I'm not at ease with Agent J going alone…" Agent O, already persuaded by Agent Z, once again looked at Mike.
Who else but Mike was reliable?
Moreover, having the "legend" of the new MIB retrieve the "legend" of the previous organization felt very ceremonial.