Blood Runs Dry Electronics Store not only sells various electronic musical instruments, but as the owner and employees of this instrument store, the Sand Aliens also formed their own band out of interest—the Space-Time Band.
At this moment, the band was playing along to the punk music on the disc player, with some playing electric guitars and others playing electronic pianos and basses.
Agent K seemed to know the owner here. After negotiating with the group of Shali Star music enthusiasts for a while, he brought over a Sand Alien with long, slender fingers.
"This is Hordis, the owner of the electronics store, an outstanding 'Time' expert…" In the quiet partitioned room, Agent K introduced the store owner's name, then introduced Mike and Agent J to Hordis.
"I know what you want to know…" Hordis had a very gentle personality and said directly, "Boris the Animal did come here yesterday evening and bought a time machine from me at a low price."
Like most intelligent races, the Sand Aliens's talents are focused on scientific research and musical hobbies, so their combat power is very weak.
Without weapons, they probably couldn't even defeat ordinary Earthling, let alone resist the "tyrant" Boris the Animal.
Although Agent K understood this, he still said unwillingly, "Hordis, how could you give the time machine to Boris? Do you know what that means?"
It meant that Boris the Animal could actively control time, travel to a period when his "opponents" were still weak, and directly nip his "enemies" in the bud.
And who were Boris the Animal's enemies? It must be Agent K, who had captured him, or rather, the entire MIB.
Just imagine, if there were no MIB on Earth, who else could resist Boris's plan to destroy Earth?
"Sorry, I didn't want to help that intergalactic criminal, but for the safety of me and my people, I had no choice but to do so." Hordis stated his difficulty, then continued, "Of course, the situation isn't as bad as you think; we still have a chance to remedy it…"
Saying this, the electronics store owner carefully took out a pendant-style silver machine from his pocket. "This is another time machine. You can use it to track Boris through space-time and thus stop his conspiracy."
"But be careful, playing with 'Time' is a very dangerous thing. To avoid getting lost in unknown space-time, this machine can only let you go back to the past for three days. Once the time is exceeded, you can never return."
[Power of Time * (Trait)]: Can return to any time period in the past, staying for three days.
"Interesting!" Mike reached out and took the time machine to examine it. Its appearance looked a bit crude, but its effect was so powerful.
If used well, it was no worse than any of Mike's own abilities.
Agent K didn't say anything when he saw Mike take the time machine. Instead, he warned Hordis that if such a thing happened again, he must contact the MIB immediately.
Afterward, with Hordis's assurance, Mike and his group walked out of the Blood Runs Dry store.
"What do we do next? Do we continue searching for Boris, or do we go back to the time when he first came to Earth and eliminate him directly?" Mike handed the time machine to Agent K, giving him the decision-making power.
After all, Mike now possessed the [Power of Time] and once again had a fallback ability.
At worst, he would be the bad guy and go back alone to Boglodotia to nip Boris the Animal in the bud before he rose to power.
"Hordis said that the time machine in our hands will self-destruct after one use, and the machine in Boris's hands is the same. So we both only have one chance to change the future…" Agent K said with a frown, "Therefore, we need to be cautious. Until we are sure Boris has used the time machine, we cannot use ours either."
Hordis had indeed said before that playing with time was a very dangerous thing.
Moreover, the Sand Aliens would have to pay a great price to create a disposable time machine.
This also explains why the Sand Aliens, who clearly mastered the power of "Time," needed to seek refuge on Earth.
Yes, that Blood Runs Dry Electronics Store was the refuge of the Sand Aliens.
It was at this moment that Mike's exclusive satellite phone rang. The caller ID showed Agent O.
"Intelligence personnel have reported that Boris just attacked an alien weapon store and stole a mechanical arm." Agent O's voice came through after the call connected, "According to our analysis, his next step is very likely to seek revenge on Agent K. You need to pay special attention…"
More than forty years ago, when Agent K captured Boris the Animal, he accidentally broke one of Boris's arms.
Now with a mechanical arm, Boris's strength should have returned to its peak.
In this situation, whether out of unwillingness or a desire to wash away his humiliation, there was a high probability that he would directly come to Agent K for a duel.
"Let's go. We'll wait for him at the King's Building." Seeing that Agent K was still undecided, Mike directly suggested the next course of action.
Always chasing after Boris was not a solution. It wasted time and always left them a step behind.
Of course, Mike could guarantee that he was definitely not just being lazy.
More than half an hour later, Mike, along with Agent K and Agent J, arrived at the entrance of the magnificent King's Building.
It was at this moment that a young man wearing a knitted cap rushed out from the roadside and blocked the sports car.
"F***, are you crazy?!" Agent J, who was driving, was startled by the newcomer and couldn't help but curse after slamming on the emergency brakes.
The newcomer seemed startled by the cursing as well, and his timid demeanor made him look very cowardly.
"H-hello… I'm Griffin… I'm from Planet Arc…" The newcomer seemed to have mustered up his courage, but his voice still sounded a bit "shy."
[Fifth Dimension (Trait)]… [Future Sight (Trait)]…
Good heavens, the intelligence level of the Archanans, as legend has it, surpassed 99.9 percent of all intelligent beings in the universe.
They could foresee the past and the future, so calling them "gods" would not be an exaggeration.
However, even such an intelligent race suffered from the common ailment of all highly intelligent beings: all their energy was supplied to the brain, and their bodies became very weak.
Or rather, the energy intake of the Archanans was insufficient to support the "movement" of their powerful brains.
As a result, more than forty years ago, this god-like race was ambushed by the unscrupulous Boris the Animal, and not only was their planet destroyed, but their people also suffered heavy casualties.
This guy named Griffin in front of them was very likely the last Planet Arc survivor in the entire universe.
"Planet Arc? Griffin." Mike looked at the cautious young man outside the car with interest and said with a smile, "Very well, Griffin. You don't mind coming to my building for a while, do you? After all, this isn't the place to talk."
The King's Building was now a landmark in New York, with people coming and going every day. Griffin's act of stopping the car had already attracted the attention of many passersby.
Furthermore, this alien in front of them didn't seem to be a sociable person.
"Thank you—!" As expected, Griffin, who possessed the ability to see into the future, thanked him and then carefully got into Mike's car.