Chapter 652 653: Return to the New World

After sending off the wizard, Mike's life returned to peace.

Every day, he would accompany the three beautiful girls for exercise and shopping, and when bored, he could visit Old Forest and other places.

His days were fulfilling and leisurely.

Meanwhile, his legendary story, after a period of fermentation, spread throughout the entire Middle-earth through the mouths of bards and rangers.

Having eliminated the greatest evil in Middle-earth and holding the highest title of Human King, he now received tens of thousands of faith points daily.

Three more months passed like this, and with the help of countless "believers," Mike's life level finally reached Creation Level Rank 3.

As his strength increased, he felt even more the terror of the Creation God located in Middle-earth.

This also strengthened his resolve: he would never go to Middle-earth to seek trouble for himself until his strength reached a certain level.

And after his strength reached Creation Level 3, Mike's life level also hit a bottleneck; the energy required to continue growing stronger amounted to hundreds of billions.

Although Middle-earth was vast and populous, it would take at least a century to collect such a large amount of faith points from this continent alone.

Moreover, during this period, Mike would need to continuously maintain his popularity in Middle-earth.

This was clearly not an easy task, and he did not have the patience to stay here for so long.

Therefore, to continue rapidly increasing his strength, Mike needed more planes to 'shear the wool' from.

Simply put, it was about expanding his income…

Thus, after handing over the management of Lonely Mountain Kingdom to Sophia and having a conversation with the three girls, Mike opened the planar coordinate space gate and returned to the main world.

...

"Mike, you're finally back!"

Inside New York's King's Building, as Mike stepped out of the space gate, he happened to encounter the three girls with devilish figures, dressed in vibrant, eye-catching outfits.

Among them, Regina was particularly lively.

"Hm, has something happened?" The touch on his arm made Mike feel the girl's enthusiasm.

This also made him wonder if he had misremembered the time.

Logically speaking, he had only stayed in Middle-earth for less than a year this time, so less than a day should have passed in the main world.

More precisely, it was one night plus a small part of the morning.

This amount of time was only enough for Regina and the other girls to sleep in.

"No, not really..." Regina also realized that her words were a bit ambiguous, so she explained, "Gretchen, Karen, and I are going shopping, and you can come with us."

Without the pressure of life, the three girls with devilish figures were in no hurry to make a comeback.

Every day, they could dress beautifully, go shopping, enjoy delicious food, and so on.

They were essentially enjoying an early "retirement" life.

Among them, Gretchen, who had a scholarly air about her, still had some aspirations; to make up for not attending university, she planned to self-study for a while and then take the adult university entrance exam.

As for the big-wavy-haired Karen and Regina, these two simple-minded, easygoing girls were much simpler; the only thing they needed to consider each day was where to "waste" time.

"Shopping can be done any day; right now, I have something I need your help with."

Mike looked at the three girls dressed in vibrant, eye-catching outfits and suddenly felt a special kind of interest.

After all, for Mike, he truly hadn't been home for over half a year.

While Middle-earth had its own charm, the girls like Regina in the main world also had their own unique "flavor."

Who would ever complain about eating too well?

So, to the girls' exclamations, just as they were about to leave, Mike pulled them back into the bedroom.

On the way, he also called out to "little maid" Lena, who was tidying up the room.

As for Jessie, Tina, and other strong women, they had already left the building to go to work at this time.

It was the same feeling, the same taste as before; after a multi-person melee, Mike's nerves, which had been tense because of the Middle-earth Creation God, finally relaxed.

For the next few days, to compensate Regina and the other girls for their dedication, Mike honestly accompanied them on a tour outside.

Shopping, tasting delicious food, enjoying opera, and other activities were all arranged.

On the other side, the increasingly rampant supernatural events in the main world had gradually subsided under the suppression of the MIB's newly formed exorcism team.

This meant that Mike, as the leader of the MIB, still had the conditions to be a hands-off boss.

One day, after sorting through various matters in the main world, Mike once again activated the [Dimensional Force] to search for new planes.

Unlike going to Middle-earth, which had existing dimensional coordinates, Mike now returned to the [High-Dimensional Space], this plane's "capture" point.

His luck was good this time; two of the three Dimensional Behemoths that had been playing around here before had disappeared to who knows where.

In the nebula-filled void, only one Dimensional Behemoth remained, quietly lying on the ground, as if asleep.

"Hmm??"

Mike, who now had time to carefully select a new plane, suddenly discovered a huge gray-black trait emerging from the head of the sleeping Dimensional Behemoth in the distance.

The volume of this trait was the largest Mike had ever seen.

Driven by curiosity, Mike avoided the powerful airflow exhaled by the Dimensional Behemoth in its sleep and touched the huge trait above it with his hand.

[Cthulhu * Energy + Max]...

[Warning! Abnormal energy is not recommended for absorption!!!]

[Warning! Abnormal energy is not recommended for absorption!!!]

[Warning! Abnormal energy is not recommended for absorption!!!]

Good heavens, a series of system warnings immediately made Mike break out in a cold sweat.

Cthulhu??? Mental pollution???

Mike checked his mental level and, with a good sense of self-awareness, sealed the Cthulhu energy cluster.

In short, he definitely wouldn't touch this gray-black energy cluster until he had absolute certainty.

After calming down, Mike quietly moved away from the Dimensional Behemoth and continued to observe the nebulae in the void.

Like nebulae locked in glass spheres, each one represented a new planar world.

And based on the different brightness of the nebulae, Mike ultimately chose a new plane similar to Middle-earth.

A stream of light flashed, and under the pull of suction, Mike plunged into the new world.

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"All citizens, listen up! Please evacuate the danger zone quickly!!"

"Repeat: All citizens, listen up! Please evacuate the danger zone quickly!!!"

"..."

When Mike appeared in the new plane, he heard urgent alarm sounds.

On the chaotic street, several fully armed NPyd teams were evacuating the crowd.

"Is this New York??? And alien invasion???..." Mike looked at the familiar streets, which were similar to New York in the main world.

Coincidentally, a magnificent building also stood in the same location as the King's Building in the main world.

"Stark Industries... those mechanical alien bugs and aliens in the sky should be the Chitauri army led by Thanos."

Through the scene in the sky and the flashy Stark Tower in the distance, Mike easily knew where he was.

"Boom boom... boom..."

Just then, a man in a blue tight suit, holding a shield, rushed through the street.

After cleanly smashing two half-mechanical aliens with his shield, he said to Mike, who was "dazing off": "Sir, please leave quickly..."

"Doesn't it chafe?" Mike turned to look at the man in the tight suit, who was half-crouching on a roadside vehicle.

"What?" Steve was interrupted and didn't react for a moment.

"I mean, doesn't that body-hugging leather suit feel uncomfortable to wear? Also, aren't you destroying other people's private property?" Mike asked with a smile.

Even though there was a clear path, the other person, whether to show off or for some other reason, had stepped on private cars along the roadside to get here.

At this moment, he was even squatting in a strange posture on the flattened car hood, talking to Mike.

"Now is not the time to talk about these things; New York is facing an alien invasion.

For your safety, please evacuate quickly—" The young man in front of him was very handsome, but Steve felt a hint of malice from his smile.