IE: Chapter 34. In Manhattan, I'm In Charge.

When he woke up the next morning, Noah saw Weaver lying in his arms. Last night was too crazy. Fortunately, he had a different physique now and won in his bedroom battle against Weaver.

When they arrived in the room, Weaver took the initiative to push Noah to the bed before the orange cat appeared. Noah also discovered that Weaver's figure was much more interesting than how she looked with clothes on.

"Meow ~~"

Orion jumped into bed. It had a meal yesterday night and was already hungry again this morning. At night, it could hear some tragic screams and was too afraid to come out from under the bed.

"Hi, you're awake? Wanna go get some breakfast?" Noah shuffled out of the shower and saw Weaver leaning against the bed, petting the cat.

"I'm tired, not really interested in breakfast. I'm going to shower. Can you take me to the interview later?" Weaver still felt some palpitations when she thought of last night's madness. It seems that next time she had to use some extra moves, otherwise her body would be too weak to get out of bed the next day.

"Are you sure? You know that if you join the MIB, you would have to say goodbye to everyone you know. If you can't let go of me, I can pursue you again, with a different identity."

Weaver ignored Noah's narcissism, "I've been interested in aliens since I was a kid. And always wanted to dissect one since I became a doctor. How could I pass up the opportunity?"

"As for relatives and friends, I can still see them when I retire, can't I? Or, did you want me to forget you? Forget about everything that happened last night?... Anyway, can you get me a glass of milk when you come back from the canteen? Just the normal kind."

After Noah arrived at the canteen and had finished half of his breakfast, he saw J, "Hey J, did you drink too much last night?"

"Got yourself some action last night, didn't you? That quick? Man... when would the lady luck shine upon me?" J couldn't hide the depression on his face. J drank last night, but he couldn't sleep. Tossing and turning alone in his bed.

"Don't worry, you'll meet one soon. By the way, has K left?"

"Yeah, I personally cleared his memory. He said it was a tradition, and he would have asked you, but you weren't up yet. Where's Weaver? Has she made a decision?"

Noah quickly finished his breakfast and got up with a glass of milk, "I think she'll be our colleague."

Weaver's interview went very smoothly. She had professional skills, an interest in aliens, and a passion for work. Besides, her parents were divorced. She hasn't lived with her parents since she was in college, and her social relationships were relatively simple in the past few years.

Because she wasn't working in the field just yet, they didn't give her a code name, and she was still called Weaver. She went through the formalities, collected blood and other information, and cooperated in the deletion of her other information.

After getting the news, Noah took J, who came out of Zed's office a few moments ago and went on a 'patrol' with him. It was definitely not just hanging out.

While passing a newsstand, Noah decided to buy a newspaper. On the front page, there was a picture of K, hugging his girlfriend. They were smiling happily.

The title was [Man awakens from a 35-year coma!]

"They look happy. K, an old man, has a girlfriend, why don't I?" J felt sour again.

Noah flipped the newspaper page, the content was still K.

[After 35-years in a coma, man wakes up and bought a lottery ticket. Wins 10-million-dollar jackpot!]

Everyone bought K some retirement gifts, plus some personal items that K originally had on him, and covered it up with a lottery, bonus gifts from Macy's. As for K's salary and bonuses saved over the years, it turned into the jackpot of the lottery.

Noah was a bit doubtful. 'With the MIB's ability, would they be able to adjust the numbers on the Powerball lottery? Or, was the MIB the actual owners of the Powerball?'

"10 million dollars? K actually saved up that much?!" J looked at the newspaper, and couldn't believe his eyes.

"You can get more than that. If you work for 35 years, stay single, don't smoke, don't drink, and don't go out looking for girls in bars."

"Damn! Don't curse me. I'd rather die than live like that!"

"Well, it's up to you. By the way, what exactly was your retirement gift for K?" Noah asked curiously.

"This's the secret between me and K. I think he'll like it." J smiled mischievously.

...

Kevin Brown came out of a coma. Feeling lucky, he suddenly felt that something was telling him to go buy a lottery ticket. He surprisingly won 10 million dollars!

He didn't even know that he had been in a coma for 35-years and had a girlfriend who had been waiting for him for so long. But with so much money, he was looking forward to the future.

A car pulled up in front of his house, it was a Macy's delivery truck. He knew that with the lottery, he also got a lot of bonus prizes from Macy's since they said it was a lottery where the two companies worked together on.

The prizes given by Macy's were quite generous. From food to products; there was an oven, computer, cigars, watches, etc.

'What's in this box?'

Honeymoon trip couple coupon... Macy's gives even this as gift?! Why is there a letter J at the corner of the cover?'

...

"Hey N, what are you getting for lunch? My paycheck isn't out yet. Lunch is on you." J rightfully said so.

"Zed hasn't promoted you yet? You took out a Bug, and you still couldn't get it?" Noah was somewhat depressed. He left all the credit for J, but he still hadn't completed his task.

"Yeah, he told me that my training period would end in a month. I'm lucky enough, other people would take a year. When I get promoted, I'll buy you dinner."

'One month?' Noah was relieved. It wasn't too long, and still ahead of schedule.

As they were about to walk into a restaurant, a pug quickly came running towards them while cautiously looking behind him.

"N! J! Help! Someone's trying to kill me!" Frank spat out his mouth and spoke in a panic.

"Need me to call PETA? You don't have a dog tag on, is it the dog catcher?" J said with a raised eyebrow.

"I'm not a dog, I'm an alien! If you don't like it, you can kiss my furry little butt! Besides, the one chasing me isn't human! It's another alien! This is what the MIB is here for, right?!"

"They're after me because of Eric. They want their money back, but Eric never gave me any of it. How am I supposed to pay them?"

As he was talking, a burly man rushed over and grabbed Frank by the neck.

Noah reached out and grabbed the burly man's wrist. The Alien Radar told him that the burly man in front of him was only disguised as a human and was actually an alien.

"Kid, do you know who I am?" The burly man viciously glared at Noah.

Noah squeezed the man's wrist, "From today onwards, I'm in charge of Manhattan! I don't need to know who you are!"

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