Marvel: Awakening the Universe

He felt someone push him.

Hawke opened his eyes and looked at Gwen, who had nudged him with her elbow.

"Mr. Anderson is calling you."

"..."

Hawke was slightly stunned when he heard this and looked up at the podium.

Mr. Anderson, whose hair was turning gray at the podium, looked at Hawke and smiled. "Hawk, you answer this question."

Well, this is the teacher who caught me daydreaming.

but……

Hawke stood up from his seat and, after thinking for a moment, gave a perfect answer to Mr. Anderson's question.

This time it was Anderson's turn at the podium to be dumbfounded.

However, Hawke's answer was indeed correct, so Mr. Anderson on the podium just looked at Hawke with a look that said "You're lucky this time", and then asked Hawke to sit down.

Hawke thanked him and sat down again.

Just as he was about to continue thinking about the possibility between "Gammanion" and "Gamma Rays", a piece of paper was pushed to him from the side.

Hawke looked at the contents of the note.

into the eye.

“Has the court’s independent application hearing been confirmed?”

"…Confirmed, this afternoon."

Hawke thought for a moment, wrote his answer under the neat handwriting on the note, and then pushed the note back.

His apartment was violently demolished by aliens, and a new welfare apartment has not been arranged for him yet.

But Hawke felt that he might not be able to wait for the new welfare apartments.

The efficiency of New York City's municipal government is notoriously slow, and he is not the only orphan who has lost his welfare apartment. Hawke estimates that by the time it is his turn, he will have to wait until next year.

And next year he will be eighteen years old.

and so……

Hawke has been looking for a cheaper apartment these days.

After all, we can't just crowd into a hangar filled with all kinds of smells like refugees, and we have to worry from time to time whether those who lost their homes and whose insurance won't cover them will go to extremes.

If I don’t move now, I will have to move next year anyway, so I might as well move now.

But because he is under 18 years old, from a legal point of view, he is not qualified and no one will rent a house to him.

Therefore, Hawke has been taking leave in the afternoons these days to go to the Family Court in Queens to apply for early independence.

And because she had taken the afternoon off these days, Gwen knew the reason for her leave.

This wasn't something Hawke said on his own initiative.

He's not that boring.

In a word.

Hawke is a student.

Gwen is a student assistant.

And he is also a student assistant in the same grade as Hawke.

……

Chapter 11: Beautiful, kind-hearted and good at grades!

In the old gymnasium.

Even though Hawke's inner universe has awakened, he can't just give up the habit of punching ten thousand times a day for a thousand consecutive days.

So these days, he still maintains the habit of punching ten thousand times a day.

Anyway, idle is idle.

What's more, with the daily boxing practice these days, Hawk could still feel that another star in his little universe was shining slightly.

Although it has not been lit up yet, I estimate that if it can last for a month, it will really be lit up.

Obviously, fighting is not the only option to light up the stars.

At least fighting is not the only option, but compared to the efficiency of punching 10,000 times a month to light up the stars, fighting is the only shortcut.

But it is not important.

Hawke didn't care either.

First, he felt that he was not a violent person, and it was even more impossible for him to be the kind of person who would gain extraordinary powers and then become "I don't eat beef" the next day.

For a thousand consecutive days, ten thousand punches every day, what he honed was not only his strength, but more importantly, his character.

He controls the power, not the power controls him.

Secondly, he hasn't even gathered the materials needed to forge the holy clothes yet, so there's no rush to light up his own constellation.

Well known.

The Saints without the holy clothes and the Saints wearing the holy clothes are two different species.

Uh……

At least most of them are like this.

after awhile.

After taking a shower and changing into a new T-shirt and pants, Hawke walked out of the old gymnasium with his shoulder bag on his back and headed towards the school gate.

The independent hearing he requested was held at 3:30 this afternoon.

At this time, if you take the bus to the school gate and then transfer twice, you can get to the court around three o'clock.

Sitting at the bus stop in front of the school, Hawke ate a sandwich while waiting for the bus.

Hawke looked at the various vehicles coming in and out of the school gate from time to time, and began to wonder whether he should buy a car too.

Of course, before buying, you should get your driver's license.

Yes.

Compared to his peers who almost all have a driver's license, he doesn't have one.

After all, Hawke had never thought about buying a car before.

But now he has this idea.

He didn't want to think about it before Xiao Yuzhou awakened, because he needed to consider his future. After all, there would be no federal subsidies after he became an adult. He would need to pay for his rent by himself, and he might even need to pay for college loans in the future.

The foreseeable life pressure in the future has made him almost breathless, and he still wants to play with cars?

Does he deserve it?

He doesn't deserve it. He might not even be able to pay the insurance premium after buying a car.

But it's different now.

If one were to ask what Hawke's biggest feeling was after awakening his microcosm, it was that he breathed a sigh of relief.

He completely relieved himself of the pressure of the unknown future.

after all……

After awakening his microcosm, if nothing unexpected happens, he will only have two choices for his future.

Live comfortably and live more comfortably.

Even if his heart was a little darker, relying on his awakened microcosm, after creating the holy clothes, he could live a life like an emperor, where those who obey him prosper and those who disobey him perish.

Power is strength.

Strength is fist.

unfortunately.

His punches are now as fast as sound, and in the future they will even exceed the speed of light.

But he didn't have that kind of thought, let alone the idea that "I don't eat beef."

At least not now.

However, after relieving the pressure of the future, Hawke felt that he should be able to improve the quality of his life.

Apart from anything else, he also has five Chitauri alien weapons hidden and is planning to sell them when the opportunity arises.

Even if one alien weapon is sold at a cheap price of 20,000 US dollars, the total cost of five of them is 100,000 US dollars.

and so……

It doesn't seem impossible to buy a car and improve your life.

Hawke was thinking about this, and just when he was beginning to wonder why he had waited so long and still hadn't seen the bus, a yellow Toyota Corolla with a personalized license plate of "GW521" drove up in front of him.

Window rolls down.

Gwen, with her blonde hair casually tied up, delicate face and a pair of blue eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, appeared in Hawke's sight.

"boarding."

"..."

Hawke looked at Gwen who was waving at him and was silent for a moment: "No, I'll just wait for the bus, thank you."

Gwen smiled.

"Are you sure you don't want to get on? The bus service is suspended today."

"Out of service?"

Hawke was stunned when he heard this.

"When? Why?"

"noon."

Gwen smiled and said, "The New York bus drivers' union is on strike today. Didn't you see that there's no one at the bus stop?"

Hawke subconsciously looked around.

Indeed, he was the only person in the entire bus station.

Hey!

Hawke took a deep breath and looked at Gwen who was sitting in the car and smiling at him. After thinking for a while, he stood up from his seat, picked up his backpack that was placed beside him, walked to the front of the car, opened the passenger door, and sat in.

"Excuse me, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Gwen said, and after Hawke got in the car, she stepped on the accelerator and rushed out, driving Hawke towards the Queens Court.

"correct."

Gwen, who was driving, thought of something and glanced at Hawke in the passenger seat. "The judge in charge of your independent hearing has been replaced by Judge Burrows, and the time has been moved up to three o'clock."

"?"

When Hawke heard this, a question mark slowly appeared in his head, and he subconsciously looked at Gwen.

Gwen smiled slightly. "Your contact number is from the school, and the counselor couldn't find you. I saw you go to the old gym at noon, so I guessed you might be waiting for the bus at the bus stop."

Hawke suddenly realized and nodded.

After a while.

He came to his senses, looked at Gwen who was driving, and thanked her again.

"Thank you."

"Again, you're welcome."

Gwen responded with a smile and looked at Hawke: "I'm the grade assistant. Helping students is what I should do."