Marvel: Awakening the Universe

Gwen subconsciously glanced in the direction where the cold came from, and then her little hand released Hawk's right hand with a snap: "Shit, it's Daddy."

Hawke also immediately saw Sheriff George Stacy standing at the exit. He was wearing a black suit and had a righteous look on his face, but at this moment he exuded a cold aura.

Eyes facing each other.

He could see the wariness and scrutiny in the look Sheriff George Stacy cast upon him.

This is understandable.

Hawke felt that if it were him, he would be even angrier than George Stacy if his daughter ran out without saying a word and came back with a man.

Breaking the wild boar's legs would be considered a light punishment.

what?

Now the wild boar is himself?

Oh.

That's fine.

Hawke thought to himself.

But he is still a little curious about how he and Gwen ended up holding hands.

The memory is very confused.

but……

He is very happy.

Again.

It’s not that Hawke has never thought about falling in love, especially with Gwen Stacy, Marvel’s most recognized girlfriend.

But he didn't have the confidence before.

But now he has.

Not only is there, but it's huge.

In the next step, he collected all the meteorites, got vibranium from Wakanda, and tinkered with his Phoenix Cloth, which became even bigger.

and so!

Hawke looked at Gwen, who had already trotted over to George Stacy and was holding George's arm. His expression did not change. He kept looking at George, walked in front of George, and extended his right hand first.

"Mr. Stacy, this is Hawke. I'm sorry to have worried you."

"..."

George didn't say anything, nor did he shake hands with Hawk. He just took a look and ignored Hawk, looking at Gwen beside him.

"Let's go, Helen is still waiting at home."

"father!"

"It's okay, Gwen."

Hawke withdrew his right hand with a normal expression and said to Gwen, "Go back with Mr. Stacy first."

He understood George. Not only would George not shake hands with him, even if he wanted to attack him, he would at most dodge and would not fight back.

After all, who made him a wild boar?

and so……

After Hawke finished speaking, he smiled at Gwen again, then followed George in saying goodbye to Mr. Stacy, and left without embarrassing Gwen.

after an hour.

Hawke returned to his apartment in Queensboro Bridge Park.

Turn on the lights.

He originally thought that since he hadn't been back for more than 20 days, he would see a dusty room.

result……

There was not much dust, and even the shorts he had hung outside the window were folded and placed on the sofa.

There was an envelope on top of the folded shorts.

This should be the letter that Gwen mentioned on the phone, which Dr. Connors asked her to help deliver.

Hawke thought to himself, sat on the sofa, picked up the envelope, and took out a handwritten letter inside.

This is a letter of recommendation from Dr. Connors to New York University.

Hawke then remembered that Dr. Connors's doctorate seemed to be from New York University.

"hiss!"

"This gift is quite heavy."

Hawke blinked.

To be honest, this gift is indeed substantial.

Although Dr. Connors' fame can only be considered icing on the cake, icing on the cake is still icing on the cake. As for this letter of recommendation, other people probably won't be able to get it even if they want it.

After all, in the West, the meaning of a letter of recommendation is actually a favor transaction.

and so……

If Hawke had received this letter of recommendation before he awakened his cosmos, he would definitely be very happy.

But for now.

Hawke no longer cared whether he could go to NYU.

But he has never thought about giving up studying. It can only be said that he is now calmer.

if I get it I am lucky, but if not, it is fate.

After all, he has now seen another different and more exciting and colorful future.

but……

No matter what he thought, he still had to call Dr. Connors to express his gratitude for the letter of recommendation.

Hawke turned the envelope over and there was Dr. Connors' number written in Gwen's handwriting.

He took out his cell phone from his arms, looked at the black screen, laughed, stood up from the sofa, and walked into the bedroom.

In the bedroom.

Hawk connected his phone to the charger and sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for the phone to turn on.

Then he caught a glimpse of the photo frame on his bedside table out of the corner of his eye, which seemed to have been moved.

Hawke raised an eyebrow and reached out to readjust the position of the photo frame, placing it diagonally toward the head of his bed.

Without him.

He likes to sleep on his side. If the photo frame is placed like this, there is a 70% chance that he will see the photo frame the first thing he sees when he opens his eyes every day.

Get it done.

After Hawke rearranged the picture frame, he smiled slightly, then looked at his turned-on phone and called Dr. Connors.

The call was answered quickly.

"I'm Curtis..."

"Dr. Connors, it's me, Hawke."

Hawke introduced himself and apologized that he had been out for a trip some time ago and had just returned, which was why he saw the recommendation letter.

Dr. Connors on the other end of the phone seemed very happy.

Hawke chatted with Dr. Connors on the phone for a few words, then casually asked, "Dr. Connors sounds very happy. Was the experiment successful?"

Dr. Connors laughed.

"It's almost there. There's a lab rat that gives me hope of victory."

"…Well, congratulations in advance, Doctor."

"Thanks. Alright, Hawke. I'm going to get back to work."

"Okay, you go ahead."

"..."

Have a nice weekend, please collect, please read, please do everything! ! ! Tomorrow will be a big update! ! !

Chapter 39 Lemon Sea Bass!

"real or fake?"

"Success?"

After Hawke finished talking to Dr. Connors and hung up the phone, he felt amazing.

After all, he originally thought that because there was only Spider-Emperor in this world but no Amazing Spider-Man, Dr. Connors' regeneration experiment was unlikely to succeed.

Never thought...

Hawke stood up and walked out of the bedroom, thinking about the conversation he had just had with Dr. Connors.

Dr. Connors was in a good mood, so he revealed some details to Hawke.

For example, in the mouse experiment just now, it was originally thought that this experiment would end in failure like the previous one.

The result came unexpectedly.

After a little white mouse was injected with lizard serum, although the vital signs disappeared at that time, they reappeared after a while. Moreover, the little white mouse had escaped from prison due to an accident last month, causing its tail to be severed. After the vital signs reappeared, the tail grew back at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Dr. Connors was therefore very excited by this discovery.

Hawke felt it was amazing.

But it was only a momentary magic.

Hawke walked out of the bedroom, sat down at his folding table, and opened the beautiful woman's personal computer that he bought from Sky for $500. He then put the matter behind him.

Rather than whether Dr. Connors' experiment was successful, he was more concerned about what was happening at the Quantico base.

soon.

After Hawke searched for some information online, his expression became strange again.

No invasion.

Only drills.

This is a newspaper in Washington, DC, which reported that an intrusion alarm had occurred at the Quantico military base.

But in the newspaper, the base's spokesperson denied the invasion, saying that it was just a routine exercise that night. However, they never expected that during the exercise, a building collapsed and more than a dozen soldiers died in the exercise.

Ok.

Quantico had turned everything into a drill.

This is also normal.

Again.

That was Quantico, the home of the Marine Corps, next door was the FBI's Federal Police Academy, and next to it was the CIA's Langley headquarters. In this case, no matter what, the military base would definitely not admit that it had been invaded.

As for the rest...

Hawke looked around but didn't find any useful clues.

Even with regard to the body of the young Hei, he did not find any words that could be connected to it in any related reports.

Either that or the body of young Hei hasn't been found yet.

Or maybe the death of young Xiao Hei was not worthy of the media's attention at all.

After all, every year, no, every day, many black guys die for various reasons. It is normal for a black guy who wants an identity but has no identity to die without even a bubble.

Hawke thought about it, shook his head, closed the computer, got up and went into the bedroom to prepare for bed.

the next day.