Kapitel 65: IE: Chapter 65. J's Plan.
"You said you got news that aliens will sneak into New Jersey?" Zed looked at J. 'This kid couldn't have met up with girls on his trip to New Jersey, could he?'
This kind of thing had happened more than once in M.I.B history. Some people had fallen in love with aliens. It only simmered down when members of different departments within the organization were allowed to start a relationship.
"Yes, I got the news and I thought I'd check it out. Don't worry, Chief. I'll go with N. It'll definitely be wrapped up in no time."
"Wasn't the last case I handled in New Jersey handled quickly? N couldn't spend a day without Weaver, so we'll definitely be back as soon as we're done."
Noah: (￢_￢)
'Can you not diss me when you're making excuses?'
"All right, I hope you guys can give me a satisfactory report when you return. Don't worry about Manhattan, there are other agents that can keep an eye out. When are you leaving?"
"Now, of course. The news I got only said that it's going down this week. We don't know the exact day of the week, so we have to keep an eye on it ahead of time. Don't worry, Chief, we won't spend a fortune out there. I promise."
Right out of the door of Zed's office, J did a little dance while humming.
"Click~~" Zed poked his head out of the office.
J quickly stood up straight and looked at Zed with a serious face, "Zed, anything to add?"
Zed frowned, "Go quickly, pay attention to safety. Feel free to contact headquarters if you need help."
Noah and J walked the halls, looking at the many other colleagues who were registering aliens and verifying information. They both looked at each other and quickly made their way to the elevator.
"She says I am the one~~ But the kid is not my son~~"
With music in the car, the two had a fun drive, while both swaying to the music.
"I heard that Michael is still asking about a position in the M.I.B. He said if he can't be an Agent, he won't be helping out with negotiations again, and would focus on singing. I think he should keep singing. I like his songs." J bobbed along with the tune.
"Don't you think the M.I.B should stop him from singing, right? All the new songs these days have no rhythm at all. I'll write a song in a few days, try listening to my music."
Noah sneered. 'I have a lot of future hit songs in my head, aren't you barking up the wrong tree here?'
"J, we're arriving early. You got a plan?"
'I thought the alien ship was due tomorrow night, we're about to get there in an hour.' Getting to New Jersey from New York was just about crossing a river.
"Yeah, there's a concert tonight. I made some calls and booked the tickets. Let's get something to eat. I heard that there is a good club here, open in the evening."
"Did you forget what we're here for?" 'Is this going out to work or play?'
"When I was a cop, I didn't have time to do a lot of things. Why can't I have a bit of fun? No one will notice us anyway. We could always neuralyze people, no big deal."
"Don't worry, nothing will happen. I had informants here, from my old job. There won't be a single problem. We just go to see the girls dance, nothing else. It is a proper clubhouse, very legit."
Hehe~~
'Look at your face, how could I believe that?'
However, Noah had never been to a place like that. 'Hmm, it should be a fascinating eye-opener.'
When they arrived at the location, they first found a small hotel to stay in, one where they didn't even have to register their identity. After going out for something to eat, J went back to sleep. He needed to recharge his batteries for the evening.
Noah was exercising, such as one thousand push-ups, plus three hundred squats and five hundred sit-ups.
Slightly sweating, Noah looked at the system panel.
[Noah Anderson.]
[Gender: male.]
[Level: 7]
[Vitality: 126.]
[Spirituality: 10.1]
[Strength: 14.3]
[Speed: 14.1]
[Special ability: Combat, Proficiency LV5. Alien Radar LV5. Alien radar LV5. Super Sense of Smell LV1. Super Hearing LV1.]
[Weapons: Series 2 De-Atomizer, Proficiency LV5.]
[Free Attribute Points: 0]
[Task: Become a top Agent for the M.I.B.]
After these days of exercise, he had improved his strength by another 0.1. Last time, Hancock reminded Noah of his shortcomings, so he took his training even more seriously.
In fact, he was actually looking forward to this mission in particular. If there was resistance, he could opportunely grab two treasure chests. The main task couldn't be completed any time soon. He had to strengthen himself in other ways, such as killing a few aliens.
Noah once thought that if he killed aliens, he could get a treasure chest and upgrade himself. It wouldn't be too hard for him to upgrade, and there were actually a lot of aliens on Earth.
However, the system warned him against wantonly killing peace-loving aliens or slaughtering unresisting ones. There would be a penalty for that.
Although the system didn't say what the penalty was, Noah didn't want to risk it.
Unfortunately, there was no death penalty at the M.I.B. Captured aliens were either deported or sent to a LunarMax, with a fine to pay or something... If there was a death penalty, Noah would be the first to apply for the executioner job!
However, some aliens with a serious preference for violence and who pose a threat to agents, killing on sight was allowed, as in the case of Serleena and the Bug.
There were aliens whose imprisonment wouldn't make them repent, or even cause an even greater danger to Earth.
Lying in bed, looking at J sleeping on the next bed, Noah felt that he had underestimated J. Although he had a system and remembered some plot points, he couldn't handle some things like J could.
For example, at Wu Yuan's Restaurant, J easily got the news of an alien smuggler's spaceship. He might even get some more information from Wu Yuan later in the future.
He didn't arrest Wu Yuan, because he could dig up more information and get more work done. J was turning Wu Yuan into a quest point NPC, the kind that could be refreshed over and over.
Buzz ring ring ring ~~
J instantly sat up at the sound of the alarm, "N, why didn't you get some rest? Let's go to the concert. Give me a minute to wash up."
When J walked into the bathroom, he had a dazed look on his face. When he walked out, he was back in high spirits.
Putting sunglasses on, J looked at the mirror, "What do you think? Handsome, right? I have a feeling I'm going to get lucky tonight."
"Good luck man. But please remember that we are only allowed one standard room for business trips. If you bring a girl here, I'm gonna use you for target practice!" Noah said as he locked the door.
"Hey, we are brothers, right? You can stay in the car for a while. Okay, okay, fine. I can use the car, right?"
Noah was about to say 'NO!' when he suddenly saw J rush out.
"Someone is breaking into our car!"
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