"You mean, the Angel managing New York is going on vacation, so he's selecting an intern Angel to take over his work. The natural disaster last night was caused by that intern Angel?"
At the MIB Headquarters, Agent O looked at Mike, who had left not long ago but rushed back, with surprise.
The news he brought back was simply too unbelievable.
"Are you sure you saw an Angel? If so, does God truly exist?" Agent Z chimed in from the side.
The MIB didn't know much about "God" due to the nature of their work.
Previously, Agent O and Agent Z had only heard rumors from the church that God existed in the world.
They had always thought it was a gimmick by the church, who knew it was actually true.
"I did just meet with an Angel…" Mike said truthfully, "As for God, he should also truly exist. It's just that I heard from that Angel that God is currently traveling in space and isn't on our planet."
Does God exist?
This question doesn't need to be delved into. Since Angels and demons exist, then God should also truly exist.
Over there, Agent O and Agent Z were silent for a long time before they could digest the news of God's existence.
As high-ranking members of the MIB, they had considered the question of God's existence before.
But they had always maintained a skeptical attitude.
Now that it was truly confirmed that God existed, they indeed needed to re-evaluate their attitude. At least, they needed to be more wary of the church.
"So, did that Angel say how long his test for the intern Angel would take? Also, will last night's natural disaster happen again?" Agent O asked after a period of silence.
The MIB not only deals with aliens and werewolves but its core mission is primarily "maintaining world peace."
The intern Angel's test had already threatened public safety.
"I don't know about that, but it shouldn't take too long. At most, ten days to half a month…" Mike said, "And the Organization doesn't need to worry too much. Angel One guaranteed that he would be responsible for the intern Angel's actions."
Actually, the intern Angel doesn't necessarily have to be Bruce. If he's still unqualified after his test period ends, Angel One wouldn't stubbornly stick with him.
They could just test someone else, wouldn't that solve it?
"In other words, because of the intern Angel, many unexpected incidents will occur in New York in the future." Agent O grasped the key point in Mike's words.
Under normal circumstances, someone is only needed to take responsibility after an accident occurs.
"That's not wrong either," Mike affirmed the other party's guess.
No one can guarantee what outrageous things an ordinary person will do after suddenly possessing the power of "God."
Even Mike, whose strength has slowly increased step by step, can't avoid having moments of inflated ego.
Not to mention how inflated Bruce, a "loser" in life, would become after gaining powerful abilities.
In any case, it can be foreseen that his future life will definitely be very "exciting."
After all, no one is a saint.
"Is that so? Then the MIB's work focus for the next period will need to be re-planned." Agent O sighed, then continued, "Also, Agent M, thank you for bringing back this important news. If circumstances allow in the future, the Organization will still need you to keep a closer eye on that intern Angel."
The MIB's work for the next period might involve collaborating with relevant departments in New York to maintain public order in New York and its surroundings, in order to deal with unexpected incidents that could happen at any time.
As for monitoring the intern Angel, Agent O couldn't think of anyone in the Organization more suitable than Mike.
Well, after going in a circle, the "nanny" job was thrown back to him.
"Alright, I'll keep a close eye on Bruce. If there's a major problem, I'll go to Angel One." Mike estimated and then accepted the mission again.
After all, with great power comes great responsibility.
After roughly handing over the mission, Mike left the MIB Headquarters and returned directly to the luxurious villa.
As for Bruce, there's no need to constantly watch him. Anyway, with Angel One backing him, nothing major can happen.
"How's the search for teachers for Regina and the others going?" Mike, back at the villa, saw Jessie working from home.
The King Investment Group's newly extended entertainment agency is currently being managed by Jessie on a trial basis.
In other words, most of the future work arrangements for the three girls of The Plastics are planned by Jessie.
However, to be safe, Mike is still helping to control the general direction of Regina and the three girls' development for the next few years.
Mike, on the other hand, decided to let The Plastics take a break for a while, making ample preparations before releasing their third album.
And during this interim period, Regina and the three girls also need to strengthen their professional skills to prepare for becoming a superstar group in the future.
"The vocal teacher and dance teacher have been found, but we've looked for several performance class teachers, and Regina and the others aren't very satisfied," Jessie said, looking up from her documents.
"It's not that we're not satisfied with the performance class teachers, it's that those performance teachers aren't qualified—" Regina, who was mentioned, immediately retorted.
There was a bit of a tit-for-tat dynamic with Jessie.
Since the business improvement classes haven't officially started, the three girls of The Plastics are currently on vacation, so they are all dressed up beautifully and gathered at Mike's villa.
Three women make a drama, and the more people there are, the more friction there naturally is.
Especially Regina, dressed in a hot girl outfit with a fiery personality, and Jessie, dressed in a ladies' suit wearing rimless glasses.
After spending time together, the two would inexplicably argue over some small matter.
"You're clearly resisting the performance class from the bottom of your heart, what does that have to do with the teachers I found?" Jessie's warning radar went off, realizing someone was complaining about her, and she turned to look at Regina.
"Wh-what? It's clearly the performance class teachers you found who aren't professional enough…" Regina, whose thoughts were exposed, was a little guilty but still stubborn.
In fact, the three girls of The Plastics, who had been in the entertainment industry for over two years, all knew that while movie and TV stars looked glamorous, it was actually very hard work.
Filming outdoors, exposed to wind and rain, often for several months at a time.
Therefore, the three girls were all a bit resistant to entering the film and television industry.
"You're the one who's no good—" Jessie continued to embarrass Regina.
"It's the teachers you found who are no good!" Regina retorted.
"You're no good… You're the one who's no good…"
...
Soon after, the villa became "lively."
"Everyone, stop." Finally, Mike couldn't help but speak up, stopping the two girls' argument.
Then, he looked at the three girls of The Plastics until their expressions were a bit awkward, then continued, "Alright, it's fine if you don't like performance. Just sing well in the future."
The growth of the three girls of The Plastics were also indirectly "nurtured" by Mike. Therefore, there was no need to be so demanding of them.
Moreover, the girls' third album was already being built around the song "eternal love." When that album is released with the movie, it will surely cause a sensation.
Relying on the popularity of "Titanic," plus the classic nature of this album, Regina and the three girls might directly be promoted to superstars at that time.
Looking at it this way, not getting involved in the film and television industry wouldn't have much impact on their future fame.
"I knew it, you're the best…" Regina, feeling favored, cheered and threw herself into Mike's arms, while not forgetting to give a triumphant look to Jessie, with whom she was at odds.
At the same time, Karen and Gretchen, who no longer had to study performance, also gathered around Mike.
One helped to massage his legs, and the other helped to massage his shoulders.
Seeing Mike enchanted by the three "femme fatales," Jessie, who was dealing with work documents alone, gritted her teeth in anger.
Especially seeing the smug look on Regina's face, she wished she could throw the documents at her face.
"Jessie, you don't actually need to be so busy…" Mike, enjoying the soft embrace, didn't forget to consider Jessie's feelings.
He then said, "How about this, I'll assign Lina to you as an assistant. You can be a bit more relaxed, and she can also have something proper to do."
Lina had been in New York for almost half a year, and it wasn't right for her to just be a "little nanny" in the villa.
"Ah? I've never been an assistant, can I do it?" Just then, Lina, who had prepared a pile of snacks and drinks and walked in, heard Mike and the others' conversation.
"Yes, why not? From now on, we'll be on the same side—" Jessie, realizing that there's strength in numbers, was very satisfied with Mike's suggestion.
Especially since Lina was so docile and sensible.
So, Jessie actively got up and took Lina's hand, saying enthusiastically, "Later, you help me keep an eye on Regina's vocal and dance classes. If she's not serious in class, you come and tell me…"
Asking Jessie to shamelessly throw herself into Mike's arms like Regina did all the time, she probably couldn't do it.
But the girl also realized that, from a company position standpoint, she was Regina's "superior."
At that time, it wouldn't be hard to make things a little difficult for the other party.
Having figured this out, Jessie pushed up her rimless glasses on her nose and revealed a "radiant" smile on her face.
"This…" Regina, feeling a chill down her spine, quickly sought outside help, whining, "Mike, look at her, she's definitely planning how to target me."
"Alright, stop messing around—" Mike also didn't want to participate in the infighting among his women, so he waved his hand and said, "Since everyone is idle, let's do what we should do!"
...
At the same time, Bruce, who returned to the local TV station with a brand new look, easily got his job as an outdoor reporter back.
Actually, his previous resignation wasn't because he was fired; it was entirely because he was jealous that Evan, who started working with him, got the position of male host at the TV station, and he voluntarily chose to resign out of psychological imbalance.