3 Chapter 3 A Warm Welcome

Grandma Connie, who let go of Mike, fell into memories and told Mike: "It was more than thirty years ago. Your grandma and I met in Las Vegas. She was a beautiful woman, with smooth blond hair...

We were killing everyone in the casino at that time..."

Seeing that Connie's words were getting more and more outrageous, Mary hurriedly said: "Mom~"

"Look at me, I can't stop when I'm happy." Connie Grandma realized that Mike was still a child. She smiled apologetically and introduced, "This is my daughter Mary."

Mary stepped forward and hugged Mike affectionately.

"This is her husband George~" Grandma Connie introduced them one by one.

George is a fat, middle-aged man. Except that he is not bald, he looks a bit like Dennis in other aspects.

He stepped forward to shake hands with Mike in a friendly manner and said, "Welcome, Mike."

Then, it was George Jr., the eldest son of the Cooper family, who also politely stepped forward to shake hands with Mike.

When Mike came to the little girl Missy, without Grandma Connie's introduction, Missy excitedly threw herself into Mike's arms.

It wasn't until Mary's mother's eyes turned dangerous that Missy let go of her arms, took a step back, pulled up her skirt, and said very ladylike: "My name is Missy, nice to meet you."

"My name is Mike, and I'm with you. Just as happy." Mike smiled and nodded to the little girl.

Finally, Grandma Connie led Mike to little Sheldon and introduced: "This is Sheldon, the smartest kid in the Cooper family." Also wearing a delicate little bow tie.

Seeing Grandma Connie introducing himself, he put on the woolen gloves he had prepared long ago, then stretched out his hand and said seriously: "Mike, you look much smarter than little George. I hope we can become friends." At this stage, Mary is worried that little Sheldon can't make friends.

In order not to worry his mother, the smart Sheldon has already started trying to make friends at school, but the results are not ideal.

That's why he came up with the idea of making friends with Mike.

"Sheldon, do you have mysophobia?" Mike didn't choose to shake hands. He stared at Sheldon's gloved hand and asked knowingly.

"Of course not. I only wear gloves to prevent bacteria from harming me. As you know, people's palms sweat easily, which provides an environment for various bacteria to grow..." Sheldon said in a serious manner.

"Okay, Sheldon, from a medical point of view, your situation is mysophobia." Mike smiled, stretched out his hand, and then said: "But don't worry, I have washed my hands carefully when I go out."

Holding Mike's slender and clean palm, Sheldon was caught in the dilemma of whether he should take off his gloves and shake hands.

"What a cute kid~" Seeing Sheldon's tangled expression, Mike immediately leaned over and picked him up.

When he felt Sheldon's body gradually stiffen, Mike smiled and let him go.

The hug made little Sheldon's brain stop working. With an awkward but polite smile on his face, he asked: "Sorry, I want to know, when did you go out?"

Obviously, he was still thinking, The conundrum of whether Mike has germs on his hands.

"Well, let me think about it..." Mike pretended to count on his fingers and said seriously: "I probably left the door at 12 noon yesterday."

Little Sheldon realized that it had been a long time since Mike last washed his hands. day and a half. With a frightened expression on his face, he shouted: "Oh my God, bacteria... bacteria..."

After spinning around in place for a few times like a headless fly, Sheldon yelled and rushed back to the house behind him.

[Intelligence attribute +10]

[Intelligence attribute +5]

Mike watched the opponent leave, hooked his hand, and caught the two light balls dropped by Sheldon in the air.

"What a treasure boy!" Mike sighed in a low voice.

Of these two light groups, one dropped when Sheldon hugged him, and the other dropped when the other party yelled.

[Intelligence: 143 (128+15)]

After the intelligence increased to 140, it felt very obvious to Mike, like a single-core computer replaced with a dual-core processor.

Some unclear memories from the past also appeared in my mind.

This refreshing feeling of improved intelligence is no less than a life leap.

"Mike! Mike!! Are you okay?" Grandma Connie saw Mike frozen on the spot and waved her hand in front of his eyes.

Mike was stunned to receive the complicated information in his mind. When he woke up, he quickly said: "I'm fine, is it just Sheldon?"

"That's just how he is. He will get better after a while... You will get used to it in the future." Grandma Connie explained, and then invited: "You must be hungry, come in and try the Texas secret barbecue I prepared for you."

Surrounded by Grandma Connie and the Sheldon family, Mike walked into the house.

Sitting at the dining table, Mike always felt as if he had forgotten something.

However, there was too much information in his mind before, and Mike didn't think about it for a while.

(At this time, a middle-aged man in the RV outside the house was still sleeping soundly.)

...

While praying before the meal, little Sheldon finally came out of the bathroom but looked at Mike with a "hateful" look.

In the middle of the dining table was a large piece of roast meat specially made by Grandma Connie, and next to it was a sumptuous dinner prepared by Mary, the housewife.

After a full meal, George, the head of the family, took a sip of beer and asked, "Mike, how tall are you?"

"Almost 1.8 meters." Mike replied after swallowing the barbecue in his mouth.

George Cooper has been a football coach for half his life, and he could tell at a glance that Mike was very suitable for this sport, so he continued to ask: "How much do you weigh?"

"About one hundred and seventy pounds (77kg)..." Mike recently. The body grew very quickly, and he could only give a rough estimate.

"You have a good physique. You are still young now, and your body will grow again in the future." George's eyes lit up, and he continued: "Have you ever played rugby before?"

"That's not true..." Mike shook his head.

"It's a pity..." George sighed and then invited: "But it's not too late now. Would you like to join my high school football team? With your talent, you can get started soon." "By the way,

Mention, I am the head coach of the high school football team." George smiled confidently, nodded his eldest son with his chin, and said, "Also, little George is also a member of the football school team." "Come on.

I'm just a bench player." Seeing his father mention him, little George said in a sullen voice, seeming to be a little dissatisfied.

To be honest, little George is about the same age as Mike, but he is only a little over 1.6 meters tall and has a very thin body.

Compared with his father's bulk, little George is not really talented in rugby.

"Well, Mike has just arrived. He will make his own decision

 after he gets familiar with the school." Mary stopped her husband from raising this topic and maintained some dignity for little George.

Then, she looked at Mike and said doubtfully: "Mike, you must not be sixteen yet. How can they trust you to drive here alone?"

"Oops, Dennis!!"

Mike finally remembered what he had forgotten. What? He exclaimed and ran out the door.

(At this time, a bald middle-aged man in the RV opened his eyes in confusion...)

(End of this chapter)