"Oh Mike, has it been?"

Ross said, and Mike replied, "It's been great. James, I'm happy to see you again after such a long time. I still remember you showed us you were newly married." After saying that, he gave his hand to James.

James took his hand and said, "Thank you!" But he fell back to the ground when he tried to walk alone.

"Oh, no! Your bones are broken from the fall. Don't worry, and let me carry you."

Ross was hesitant to get carried by an elderly person, but Mike said, "Do not worry. This old man is still strong from Flow training with my wife. These couple of months." He carried Ross toward the lighthouse he and his wife call home.

Mike Old-city is a 70-year-old man who still can kick ass. He doesn't let his age distract him from his training on his body and Flow. The only thing that could stop was his vision, which was a little blurry, but wearing glasses has helped. He wears everything comfy to him. He has hundreds of the same clothes, driving his wife crazy.

Reaching the lighthouse, he goes to his room without seeing his wife, puts James into his bed, and says, "James, what happened to your arm?"

Ross explained that a monster bit off his arm but could not explain how it became attached in the first place.

"Hmmm, interesting? James, wait here, watch TV. I will return with a bandage."

Mike turned on the TV and left the bedroom. Ross wondered how his bones broke when the nanobots saved him—for other times, so he focused on watching what was on the TV.

It was a live broadcast of the 9-Hour Show. The new host talked about the old guest, Jeff Spot, with a special guest. The old host did something he shouldn't have and got fired, so we are going back a few years when Jeff Spot was still the host.

"Welcome... Welcome, everyone. To 9-Hour Show! I am your host, Jeff Spot, and we have a special guest today!"

He paused a bit, then proceeded, "Can someone in the audience guess our special guest?"

Adults and children raised their hands to get picked, so he chose a green-haired girl. She was sitting next to her parents, not expecting to be selected. She said, "You choose me?" While pointing at herself.

"Yes, young lady! Who is our special guest for today?

Her parents tried to help her, but she did not didn't like that, so she said, "Ummm...? My favorite character is Lollipop Girl! She is cool and so heroic. I want to be like her."

After hearing that, Jeff tried to stop himself from laughing, but his uncontrolled mouth bettered himself and left very strong laughter.

"You are funny, kid. Very funny. A fictional character from a children's book coming to life on our live TV is a very foolish thing to say."

She started crying when she heard Jeff's lines. The audience's laughter turned to anger. Her parents stared at Spot deeply and left the place. Everyone started going after that, too.

Jeff panicked when the producers looked at him angrily, so he tried calming things down by saying, "It's a joke, everyone! It's just a harmless joke; don't take it seriously!" That didn't work.

"You guys have yet to see our special guest." They are still not stopping, so he said, "Fine, leave. You guys wasted your money on a stupid joke."

A security whispered into Jeff's ear, "Sorry, sir. Our special guest left a while ago!"

Jeff got mad at the security for telling them important information late. The live broadcasting was off then, so one person who didn't like him came to him and said, "Well, well, guys. What I told you. Jeff Spot ruined something for himself. Great job, buddy."

Everyone in the camera crew clapped after the vice president said, "I told the president to fire him, but he never listens to me by saying stupid shit, and now see what he gets us. People are leaving because you were making a child cry."

Again, everyone clapped after finishing talking. "As the vice-president of 9-Hour Show... I fire you, Jeff Spot! Never come back!"

He turned around and walked away from Jeff, and before he could tie his tie, Spot choked him. He heard the warring from the guard, but he was so slow to let it happen.

"G-g-get of-of-me.... yu-you bas-bastard!"

"Why would I? You always try to fire me, so the overreaction from the audience was it you're doing to ruin my image?! I would rather go to jail with a bad public image than see your stupid ass face! So please die for me!"

The vice president saw that the cameras were still on and people were watching. Sure, people saw Jeff trying to kill a man, but people saw the vice president was not a good person either.

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So he tried to move his finger to tell the camera crew to stop the live broadcasting, but Jeff Spot noticed and knew what that meant. From that, he understood that they were still in the air and were trying to stop it, but he focused on the finger. He hadn't noticed a kick from behind.

Then, people turned off the camera after seeing his finger where it was pointing. Reactions were wild all around the globe—people spotted Jeff or the vice president.

***

The kick made him skip a couple of steps forward. Who kicked him was a security guard.

"Thanks to my Tom. It's your turn now!" He was drinking water and going toward Spot.

Approaching him, he said, Tom roll him over." The guard did what he said.

Jeff Spot's stomach was before the vice president, so he sat on him, took out a lighter and a cigarette, and lit it. He smoked for a little bit and then asked for a tray, but nobody had one, so a guard said, "No smoking in this building, sir."

"Do you want to be my tray then?" By saying that, the guard quit the job and ran out.

"If nobody has it, then I have no choice but to use you as a tray." Jeff tried everything to stop him, but Tom was so strong he couldn't. Nobody came to help him. They were scared.

He was enjoying it so much that he burned one of Jeff's hands, making him scream so loud that one of the guards stopped him by holding his shoulders, making it fall. Another hold, Tom.

"This is way too far, sir. We watch and do nothing about it. So, sir, why are you doing this?"

"I will tell you if you unhand me!"

"Don't believe this Ass Hole! If you let him go, then he will kill you too!"

The vice president giggles, "You should not listen to this man. He wants to fire you and bring you to his level. No one would hire you, and you will go to prison. If you let me go, I would not let that happen."

He released after what he had said to the guard.

"I will call the police if you harm me… you snake!" He laughed.

"Jeff... Jeff, Jeff. Do you think cops would help you, my ugly pig? When countless people saw you choking me to death! You know that includes cops, too, you know? It doesn't matter if they see me. After I finish with you, I will erase everyone's memory, including you."

Tom threw Jeff outside while it was raining at night. The guard went back to the studio.

"Enjoy the rain and my burning cigarette!"

He did it again, but no one was there to stop him, so he continued until he got bored and left. But before that, he said, "Memory Change!" Jeff Spot's hands were in even worse shape.

Memory Change erases the target(s) mind by giving them fake memories. Everything that happened to them was a dream, and the 'real thing' was different. However, the only three weaknesses are anything that happens to the physical body stays, and the individuals will sense something is missing in their memory. At the five-year mark, their real memories will come filling in and wouldn't work for the same target for the second time.

On the current day, the new host of the 9-Hour Show says to the guest, "It's hard to believe that Jeff Spot, out of nowhere, kicked an innocent child like that. Anyway, I want to ask you, Excalibur. You were one of our guests back then, so I want to know when the Jeff Spot snapped."

"I-I don't know... I left early for the intended to rush emergence. But, if I were there, I would stop things from getting out of hand."

After he finished talking, gunshots could be heard outside the recording place, making everyone panic. The door swings forcefully, and a couple of people come inside.

"Sorry, we have to crash the party! We are. The White Clan is here to do something important, so seat your asses back down before I blow your heads off!"

Meanwhile, the broadcasting stopped after the shooting, so Ross didn't know what happened. Before he could question it, Mike suddenly rushed inside the room, looking for something quickly.

"Mike? Mike, what are you in a rush?"

"Sorry, James. You can't do much for me anyway with that condition." Ross stands up from the bed, surprising Mike.

"Wait? Huh? How did? H-h-how are you standing up without any h-help?!"

Model XI0 helped my bones heal very quickly. But I want to know why you are super panicking."

"B-b-because they t-too-took my wife, and they would not-not give-give her back until I give them money?"

"Who's they?"

"The Seven Dragons of the Sea!" Mike replied.

To be continued.