Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 279 The Red-Haired Girl (First Update!)

"Daddy?"

Hawke instinctively caught the red-haired girl who flew into his arms like a rocket.

"Daddy?!"

Gwen, standing to the side, stared wide-eyed.

"Daddy!??"

Standing to the side, Phoenix and Peter, who were holding Ben in their arms, exclaimed in shock. They looked at each other and then stared at Hawke and the red-haired girl who had rushed into Hawke's arms with disbelief.

The red-haired girl rushed into Hawke's arms and hugged him tightly.

then……

He fell asleep just like that, and there was even a slight snoring sound.

"Uh……"

Hawke frowned, glanced at the sleeping little girl in his arms, then snapped back to reality and said to Gwen, who was staring at him with wide eyes, "Would you believe me if I said I didn't know what happened?"

Gwen said nothing, just looked at Hawke quietly.

after an hour.

New York S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.

The doorway to Sharon's office.

Felicia and Peter, clutching their notebooks, were standing by the office window, their expressions gleaming with gossip as they peered into the office.

Sharon walked over from a short distance away, looked at the family of three cats standing in front of her door, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"What are you doing..."

"Shh!"

Upon hearing this, Felicia quickly made a shushing gesture to Sharon, who had spoken up.

Sharon blinked, then followed the example of the family of three, tiptoeing to the window and peering through the glass into her office.

into the eye.

Hawke was placing the sleeping red-haired girl on the sofa, pulling her blanket over her, and whispering something to Gwen beside him.

Why don't you go in?

"Eavesdropping."

"Don't dare."

Felicia, who was holding the small notebook, glanced at Peter.

Peter's expression was a mixture of curiosity and fear: "I can't beat Hawke."

Felicia rolled her eyes, looked at Sharon, and whispered, "The DNA results are in. Is she Hawke's daughter?"

Sharon shook her head: "I'm still working, it won't be that fast."

They, S.H.I.E.L.D., do indeed possess advanced technology.

And there are a lot of them.

But even the most advanced technology has to abide by basic principles; DNA matching, for example, can't be done in the blink of an eye.

but……

"There is no information about this little girl in the global facial recognition database."

"And I just checked the surveillance footage and found something very strange."

Sharon looked at Felicia and Peter: "According to surveillance footage from New York City, this little girl appeared at the door of 521A Palm Street about an hour and a half ago, but didn't knock on the door. She seemed to know that Hawke wasn't home, and then walked all the way to Fifth Avenue."

Felicia frowned.

"What's so weird about this?"

“We don’t know how she got on Palm Street. The surveillance cameras weren’t damaged at all. One second the red-haired girl wasn’t there, and the next second she was on the camera.”

"hiss!"

Upon hearing this, Felicia gasped, then turned her head and looked through the window at the red-haired girl who had fallen asleep on the sofa.

"Then how did she get here?"

"how could I know."

Hawke glanced sideways at the little girl sleeping on the sofa, then looked at Gwen, who was sitting next to him with her arms crossed, and shrugged.

Gwen blinked.

"You cheated on me?"

"How can it be!"

Hawke looked at Gwen speechlessly: "This little girl looks only three or four years old. Others may not know what I looked like three or four years ago, but don't you know?"

Three or four years ago, he was only sixteen or seventeen years old.

Let's not talk about seventeen-year-olds.

At sixteen, he was still diligently striving to deliver 10,000 punches every day.

cheating?

Bullshit, he didn't even have the idea of ​​dating back then.

As for seventeen years old, needless to say.

"I became your prisoner after you ran to the waterfall and grabbed me."

"...That's true."

As Gwen listened to Hawke's words, she recalled her own great feat of trekking through the rainforest to capture Hawke. A slight smile appeared on her lips, and her gaze softened.

From the moment she traversed the rainforest alone and found Hawke, she successfully captured Hawke's heart and made him her captive.

Gwen thought to herself.

at this time.

The office door was pushed open.

Sharon walked in calmly and handed Hawke a test report: "Her age, to be precise, is three and a half years old, and the DNA report just came out; she is indeed your daughter."

Hawke took the report, listened to Sharon's words, and exchanged a glance with Gwen.

Gwen took the report from Hawke's hand, glanced at it, and then looked up at Sharon.

“That’s impossible. Three years ago, Hawke was only seventeen. Back then, Hawke was either with me at school or not with me at school.”

"Test reports don't lie."

Sharon spoke calmly, trying to remain as neutral as possible, as she looked at Hawke: "And this girl appeared out of nowhere at 521A Palm Street two hours ago. According to the surveillance footage, she made her way to Fifth Avenue. Her purpose was clear: to find you. Moreover, she seems to know your location."

Hawke remained calm and nodded: "Yes, she carries my scent."

Upon hearing this, Gwen closed the report and looked at Hawke with utter confusion.

“I don’t understand.” “She carries my aura, but not my present aura, but my future aura.”

"..."

This time it was Sharon's turn to be confused.

Gwen seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Hawke: "You mean, time..."

Hawke hummed in agreement, then turned to look at the red-haired girl sleeping on the sofa.

He had already confirmed at the restaurant entrance that the red-haired girl did indeed have his blood flowing through her veins.

But that wasn't the reason he gasped at that moment.

The reason he gasped was because he could sense his own presence on the red-haired girl who had thrown herself into his arms.

Moreover, the lingering aura isn't the kind that can be left behind by a distant glance; it requires close contact to retain.

But Hawke swore he had never seen the little girl before.

So here's the question.

Even without ever having met the little girl, he would leave his scent behind.

The answer is simple.

My future self, I suppose.

He knew his future self very well, but his present self was completely clueless. That's why he wasn't worried about the little girl getting lost and instead brought her directly to S.H.I.E.L.D.

Gwen glanced at the red-haired girl sleeping peacefully on the sofa, frowned, and then looked at Hawke, as if she had thought of something.

"You even sold the Essence of Life?"

"what?"

"You know."

Gwen shrugged at Hawke's gaze: "You sold your blood back then, did you sell that stuff?"

Hawke was taken aback at first, then realized what was happening and his lips twitched.

"No."

"you sure?"

"I am very sure!"

Hawke met Gwen's somewhat suspicious gaze with a smirk: "You know me, I don't like to do things myself."

Gwen was slightly taken aback. She sensed Sharon standing to the side, her face calm but her eyes fixed on the two of them. After realizing what was happening, she rolled her eyes at Hawke and quickly changed the subject.

"So what exactly is going on with this little girl?"

"Perhaps I can answer this question."

A soft voice sounded from outside, and then the person entered through the door.

Gwen looked towards the door, her eyes lit up, and she walked over, taking the arm of the person who came in: "Teacher!"

The person who came was a woman, with an Asian appearance.

A leading authority in the field of biology, with an IQ comparable to Tony Stark, he is hailed as the seventh smartest person in the world.

She is also Gwen's teacher.

Helen Zhao.

Hawke looked at Helen Zhao as she entered, smiled and nodded, saying, "Dr. Zhao."

Helen Zhao smiled slightly.

"Mr. Phoenix."

“Dr. Zhao, you just said…”

Sharon, who was standing to the side, saw Helen Zhao enter the room and quickly changed the subject.

Helen Zhao walked to the sofa, glanced at the red-haired girl sleeping on it, and without any cryptic remarks, directly told the six people, including Peter and his family of three who had followed her in from outside, about her test results.

“I found traces of editing in the girl’s genetic code.”

"hiss!"

"Shet."

"Jesus Christ!"

Upon hearing Helen Zhao's words, Gwen, Peter, Felicia, and Sharon all gasped in shock.

Hawke didn't.

After all, he studied law.

but……

He glanced at Sharon, a graduate of a secret service program, who was also gasping for breath, and looked on with curiosity.

"Do you know what Dr. Zhao meant?"

"I do not know."

"...Then why are you gasping for air like me?"

"They all smoked."

Sharon answered very honestly that during her time as the top agent for S.H.I.E.L.D. in New York, she also learned some leadership skills.

For example, a leader doesn't necessarily need to actually understand; they just need to make their subordinates think they do.

Gwen, who was standing to the side, gasped and looked at Helen Zhao.

"Teacher, you're not talking about artificial gamete synthesis technology, are you?"

"Correct."

Helen Zhao nodded.

Hawke frowned and looked at Gwen: "Artificial synthesis... what is this?"

Gwen looked at Hawke: "It's a technology that extracts DNA information from blood and then artificially synthesizes gametes. As long as there is your blood, your sperm can be synthesized."

Hawke raised his eyebrows.

next second.

He looked again at the red-haired girl sleeping on the sofa, as if he knew her background.

He was three and a half, then seventeen, and at that time only one organization had his blood.

Hydra!
Just as Hawke had a sudden thought.

Unexpected.

At this moment, a soul traveled through time and space and entered Hawke's underworld.

……

(End of this chapter)