"Agent M, the London MIB Squad salutes you—"
The MIB Squad, upon entering the underground castle, immediately saw Mike.
As the new legend within the MIB, Mike's legendary stories and the news of his promotion to Special Department Director had already spread to all MIB branches.
This included the London branch.
Coupled with the previous blood mist anomaly in the sky and the shattered landscape after the battle, this London MIB Squad couldn't help but hold Mike in awe.
"How are things outside?" Mike asked after nodding.
"Reporting, Agent M, when we arrived, the London Police Department had already set up a cordon, preventing further casualties," the MIB Squad leader replied, "However, the previous blood mist tornado caused a corner of the London Library to collapse…"
Compared to the MIB Headquarters in New York, the London MIB branch did not have as many distinct responsibilities; the MIB Squad here was more like a "clean-up crew."
But that was precisely good, as they could take over the subsequent aftermath work.
"It's good that there were no more serious casualties." Mike affirmed the London police, then told the MIB Squad, "There are still some Vampires in the underground castle that haven't been eliminated. I'll take you to capture them later."
Because the First Werewolf, William, was still in the underground castle, Mike did not allow the MIB Squad to act on their own.
After arranging them, Mike looked at Blade, who was clearly out of place, and asked, "Why are you back? Is Whistler's problem resolved?"
"After using the antitoxin, old man Whistler is fine," Blade replied, then stood quietly to the side.
Wearing sunglasses, he was as cool as ever.
However, Mike, who possessed mind-reading abilities, knew that Blade had rushed back to repay a favor.
Yes, Blade, who was unaccustomed to owing favors, rushed back to act as a bodyguard and repay the favor after saving old man Whistler.
But from the looks of it, he was still a step late.
"I was promoted to Special Department Director a while ago, and the department is very short-handed now. If you're well-rested, how about coming back to help me?" Mike recruited Blade.
Currently, the Vampire factories in New York and Washington State were expanding rapidly, and they needed someone like Blade to manage them.
"Alright." Having wandered for nearly a year, Blade was gradually growing tired of this nomadic life, so he readily agreed to the call of Director Mike.
After dealing with Blade's return, Mike led the group into the interior of the underground castle.
In the hall where the previous battle took place, the First Werewolf, William, still occupied the central position. Having been slapped by Mike, his emotions seemed less violent than before.
Not far from him, a dozen or so Werewolves who hadn't completely died were gathered.
Indeed, the physique of these elite Werewolves was impressive; they had looked on the verge of death before, but now more than a dozen had survived. And from the looks of it, in just this short time, the surviving Werewolves had already recovered a small portion of their injuries.
Further inside, Selena and Mark, who were paralyzed in their limbs, huddled together.
Yes, Mark, as an enhanced hybrid, only had half Vampire blood, so even after taking a direct hit from a holy light attack, he barely survived.
As for the weaker Vampires who were unable to join the battle earlier and fortunately survived, they were the most numerous at this time, conservatively estimated to be over a hundred.
However, they were also the most pitiful now; over a hundred Vampires were huddled in a corner, trembling.
"Everyone, come and gather!" Mike ordered the living Vampires and Werewolves, then looked at the huge First Werewolf and shouted, "And you, come to my side."
Facts proved that even irrational beasts could be "tamed" if they had reverence.
Seeing the First Werewolf's sluggish appearance, seemingly still a bit unconvinced, Mike helped him recall the taste of a slap.
In no time, the First Werewolf obediently squatted beside Mike.
At the same time, the living Werewolves and Vampires cautiously gathered before Mike.
As for those with mobility issues, like Selena and Mark, they were dragged to the center of the area by members of the MIB Squad.
Mike's gaze swept over the Vampires and Werewolves, and instantly, several "bad" Vampires were burned to ashes by Hellfire.
Seeing the other Vampires terrified out of their wits, Mike opened his mouth and asked, "Now I'm giving the rest of you a choice: do you want to live or die?"
"Live!!" xN
Without exception, Mike received the standard answer.
"Very good, my Vampire and Werewolf factories in America are short on people, and you fit the requirements perfectly. As for the treatment and rules, someone will inform you in detail once you arrive at the factories…"
As he spoke, Mike's tone gradually became serious, "But you must remember one thing: once you arrive at the factories, my rules are the rules. If anyone doesn't obey, they will still die."
"Please rest assured, my lord, we will definitely obey!!" xN
Although they didn't know what the factory rules were, the Vampires who had temporarily escaped disaster all showed expressions of relief after their narrow escape.
One by one, they expressed their resolve.
As for the Werewolves, their eyes occasionally darted towards the First Werewolf, William, who was squatting beside Mike.
Finally, a Werewolf spoke up and asked, "How do you plan to deal with our Progenitor?"
Unlike the first batch of wild and untamed Werewolves, the second-generation Werewolves after Lucian all had the ability to transform back into humans and could naturally control their emotions.
Therefore, as long as they weren't inherently evil, most Werewolf tribes had learned to coexist peacefully with humans.
For example, most Werewolves in Washington State made a living by hunting wild beasts.
Given the current characteristics of the Werewolf tribe, Mike explained to them, "William will go to see his family later. You don't need to know the specific details."
This explanation was already the best outcome for the Werewolves.
Moreover, as prisoners, they were destined to only work in Mike's factory from now on, so they indeed didn't need to know too much.
"I want to know, how is Victor now?" Like a relay, after the Werewolves asked their questions, Selena also asked the question she cared about most.
Mark, beside her, seemed to want to stop her, but clearly failed.
"I apologize, my lord. Selena did not intend to offend you, it's just that Victor killed her parents…" Fearing that the Vampire would incur his wrath, Mark immediately explained on her behalf.
"Victor has already been killed by me. From now on, you two just need to work for me with peace of mind." Mike's gaze swept over the two of them, indicating his approval of their abilities.
In terms of combat power, neither of them was inferior to Blade. Among them, Selena even possessed management abilities.
…
For the next few days, Mike continued to stay in London, with the cooperation of the local MIB branch.
He simultaneously tracked down the hiding places of nearby Vampires and Werewolves, and took Blade, along with the recovered Selena and Mark, to recruit them.
Within a few days, the Vampires and Werewolves he sent back to New York and Washington State through his spatial gate numbered at least eight hundred, if not a thousand.
In an instant, the safety factor of the London streets was raised by several notches.