"Time's up for the questions!" Half an hour later, the MIB Agent in charge of invigilation said expressionlessly, "Congratulations on passing the first round of tests. Now, please follow me for the practical exercise."
After the written test, the MIB Agent did not seem to have any intention of collecting the answer sheets. After glancing at everyone, he turned and walked out the door to the right.
"What does this mean? Are they just messing with us?" James, who had racked his brain to finish the test paper, couldn't help but complain again when he saw his hard work being ignored.
He was actually very close to guessing the correct answer.
The first round of assessment was indeed testing the psychological quality of the trainees. If anyone gave up the test because it was inconvenient to answer the questions, they would lose the opportunity to enter the second round.
"Stop talking. Do you think your answers will be better than theirs?" Mike gestured towards the eight military personnel who had already left the room.
You know, those people are professionals when it comes to handling emergencies.
"You're absolutely right!" James looked at his scribbled answer sheet, and his mood inexplicably brightened.
He had a feeling of "getting away with it."
Afterwards, wanting to regain his dignity in the second round of assessment, he enthusiastically said, "Let's hurry and catch up too. I'll prove to you in the practical exercise that I'm better than them."
In the practical exercise room to the right of the corridor, a street corner scene was set up using lights and images.
"Suspicious individuals will appear in the scene shortly. I want you to find the dangerous elements among them and eliminate them in the shortest possible time..." The MIB Agent invigilator said, explaining the assessment content, while distributing ten shiny silver pistols to everyone.
"Is this... a WP99 series? How do I remember this series only going up to P88...?" James's eyes were full of doubt as he looked at the exquisite semi-automatic pistol in his hand.
In fact, the WP99 pistol was indeed the latest improved semi-automatic pistol developed by the Men in Black's research team, and it had not yet been released to the public.
This was also a secret of the organization, so no one answered James's question.
At this moment, the MIB Agent invigilator had already pressed the practical test button.
Under the flickering colored lights and mist, a dozen figures of varying shapes appeared in the simulated street.
Most of them were terrifying alien monsters with bared teeth and grimacing faces, with only one exception: a cute little girl holding books.
"Bang bang bang..."
Amidst the dense gunfire, all the "monsters" were covered in bullet holes.
What was surprising was that a bullet hole also appeared on the target with the little girl's image, looking very out of place.
As a result, the eight military personnel who had finished shooting all turned their gazes to Mike, their eyes filled with confusion.
Yes, that shot on the little girl target was made by Mike.
By this point, all nine trainees had completed the assessment, with only James still holding his gun, hesitating to pull the trigger.
"Bang Bang!"
With two more gunshots, James, whose forehead was already sweating, made the same choice as Mike.
After the second round of practical exercise, after returning the weapons one by one, the MIB Agent invigilator bypassed the eight military personnel and looked at Mike and James, asking, "Tell me your reasons."
After all, in the simulated scene, the threat level of any "monster" was much higher than that of the seemingly harmless "little girl."
"Her expression," Mike began to explain, "If this were a real scene, the 'little girl' surrounded by a group of monsters would have too calm an expression. I couldn't even see any fear on her face..."
Just think, if an ordinary person were suddenly held hostage by monsters, it would be considered brave if he didn't wet himself.
Not to mention that the "little girl" even had a trace of a "cute" smile on her face.
As for James on the other side, the reason he made the same choice as Mike earlier was entirely out of instinct.
Now, after hearing the other person's explanation, he also noticed many details and immediately said, "The sports kid is right. Look at that monster on the street lamp. It looks terrifying, but in reality, it's probably exercising..."
"And that monster wearing headphones on the road, it should be out for a night run..."
"Most importantly, on a street full of monsters, a little girl is actually holding a book on quantum mechanics. This is very suspicious... That kind of book is too advanced for a child."
"In summary, that little girl who wants to appear harmless is the ultimate villain."
After a jumbled explanation, James turned to Mike and, in a tone that seemed to say, "Come on, praise me!", asked, "How about it, am I right?"
Mike saw James's smug look, and his eyelids couldn't help but twitch. He really wanted to tell the other person that for a super child prodigy, knowledge of quantum mechanics was not advanced at all.
Of course, the current situation was not suitable for discussing that.
At this moment, the MIB Agent invigilator on the other side seemed to have received instructions from his earpiece. After glancing at Mike and James again, he said to the others, "The eight of you, come with me. We're going to conduct the next vision test."
It read "vision test," but in reality, it was for "memory erasure."
Obviously, these eight military personnel had been eliminated.
In the small room on the other side, Agent O, who had watched the entire test process, smiled and said, "Alright, Agent K. Now you can go meet your new partner. And Agent Z, please bring that little fellow named Mike to me."
It is well known that Men in Black always work in pairs when on missions.
As for Agent K, because his previous partner, Agent D, chose to retire due to old age, he urgently needed a new partner.
Therefore, it could be said that this MIB Agent recruitment test was held entirely to select a new partner for Agent K.
"Hey, buddy, I didn't expect your shooting skills to be pretty good. We can have a match sometime..." James, in the second examination room, seemed to have a very stable mindset.
Immediately, he didn't forget to complain, "Are we eliminated? Why is no one taking care of us? The people here are really unprofessional..."
It was at this moment that Agent K and Agent Z, dressed in black suits, walked over.
"Mr. Mike, please come with me. Someone wants to see you privately," Agent Z greeted.
For some reason, Mike's identity upon joining the Men in Black would be different from other regular agents.
So he had to go through an interview with Agent O.
"Sports kid, be careful!"
Before Mike left, James whispered, "These people's clothes don't look like good guys. If anything happens later, remember to shout for help. I can come to support you anytime."
After they said goodbye, Mike was led by Agent Z to a small room, where he met Agent O, who had half-white hair.
"Mike, answer me one question first," Agent O asked seriously, "Do you think there are devils or angels in the world?"
"Yes, Madam. I believe there are," Mike answered affirmatively.
"Second question, what do you think about the existence of aliens?" Agent O continued to pose questions.
"I believe the universe is infinite, and aliens must exist," Mike gave another affirmative answer.
He was, in a sense, working backward from the answer to the process.
Do aliens exist?
If the home planet is compared to a fish, and the infinite space of outer space is compared to seawater, then as long as this fish explores enough places, one day she will definitely encounter other "kind."
If this fish has never encountered its kind, it is likely because this fish has been domesticated by "people" in a "fish tank" and become an ornamental fish.
So, from a certain perspective, the existence of the MIB at least proves that humans live in the "sea."
"Very good, it seems you think the same as me and are not an ordinary person." Agent O smiled and continued, "We have a premise for communication."
In fact, in front of Agent O, there was a detailed file on Mike, which recorded: demon sacrifices, Vampires, cannibals, alien cinemas, etc.
These incidents might not seem like much individually, but if they were connected, one could discover Mike's "extraordinary" qualities.
It can only be said that the intelligence department of the MIB indeed had some capabilities.