[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-marvel-awakening-the-cosmo-at-the-start":3,"chapter-marvel-awakening-the-cosmo-at-the-start-marvel-awakening-the-cosmo-at-the-start-chapter-1":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Marvel: Awakening the Cosmo at the Start",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":18,"prevChapterSlug":19,"totalChapters":20,"novelImage":21},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":12,"translator":16,"content_hash":17},2231982,4216,"Chapter 1: Cultivating the Cosmo in the Marvel Universe (Please add to your library!!)","marvel-awakening-the-cosmo-at-the-start-chapter-1",1,"\u003Cp>Marvel Universe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>June 15, 2012.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Friday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>New York City, Midtown High School.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seventeen-year-old Hawk is sweating profusely in the old gymnasium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bang!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bang, bang, bang!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One punchy sound after another rings out continuously. As the black sandbag hanging in mid-air is struck repeatedly by Hawk, the moment the sandbag kicks up, the iron chains suspending it also emit a harsh, grating sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hawk's hair is already soaked through with sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweat slides down his high cheekbones, flows past his taut jawline, and finally drips onto the collar of his old T-shirt, which is also long since drenched in sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Hawk's gaze never leaves the sandbag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Undistracted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the sandbag before him is his entire world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nine thousand nine hundred and fifty-one!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nine thousand nine hundred and fifty-two!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hawk adjusts his footwork, silently counting in his heart while nimbly side-stepping to dodge the sandbag's rebound. Without a moment's pause, he throws left hooks and right swings... every punch lands solidly. Under his storm-like assault, the sandbag sways violently, and the leather on its surface appears even more worn and torn from the repeated impacts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throw a punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Retract the punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throw another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As punch after punch is thrown, Hawk's movements seem to gradually quicken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faster and faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ten thousand!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bang!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flames deep within Hawk's eyes flare up at this moment. The fist he just retracted shoots out like lightning, like a viper flicking its tongue, striking precisely onto the falling sandbag. The sandbag caves in violently, emitting a dull, pained thud, and the chain connecting it finally gives way, snapping apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having lost the restraint of the iron chain, the sandbag flies backward, lets out a mournful sound in the air, and then crashes heavily onto the floor with a loud boom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Boom!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hoo!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With today's ten thousand punches completed, Hawk looks at the torn sandbag lying on the floor, finally exhaling the stale breath he had been holding. His chest heaves slightly as he steadies his breathing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweat flows wantonly across his face, gathers at the tip of his chin, and then drips onto the legs of his cheap sweatpants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cheap\" is relative.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To others, these twelve-dollar pants might be cheap, perhaps even very cheap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that is not the case for Hawk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this life, he is an orphan, and an orphan who transmigrated and was reborn into the Marvel Universe at that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not for his excellent grades in this life, which earned him a scholarship to Midtown High School, let's put it this way: the tuition alone, which runs into the tens of thousands each semester, is something he could never afford.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But, even with the scholarship, Hawk still lives frugally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This isn't because he has a good habit of being thrifty, but because although he has a school scholarship, it isn't the top-tier kind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very least, it isn't like the one held by the student assistant in his grade, Gwen Stacy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scholarship Gwen Stacy received is the highest tier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only is her schooling free, but the school even gives her a sum of money each semester, not to mention the various knowledge competitions with exceptionally rich prizes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hawk's scholarship belongs to the most common type, which is a tuition-waiver scholarship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, his grades can only be considered excellent, not outstanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Hawk feels satisfied with this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Midtown High School waived his tuition, and for a federal orphan like him—who has no foster family and is in the \"independent transition period\" between sixteen and eighteen years old—he receives a monthly subsidy of eight hundred dollars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And because the Midtown High School he attends is an elite school in New York State, New York State also provides a monthly subsidy of five hundred dollars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calculating it this way, he has an income of thirteen hundred dollars a month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This amount of money might not be enough for an adult living in New York City, but for Hawk, who is still receiving federal orphan subsidies and attending school tuition-free, it is currently enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It is even more than enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he eats at school and sleeps in a cheap federal welfare apartment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a monthly subsidy income of thirteen hundred, minus the five hundred dollars to maintain his basic monthly living expenses, he can still save eight hundred dollars a month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five hundred isn't enough?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still the same point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It might not be enough for an adult, but it is enough for Hawk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every afternoon, he completes his daily routine of \"ten thousand punches\" in the gym, then washes his clothes after showering in the gym, takes the last free school bus home, goes to sleep upon arriving, and takes the earliest school bus to school the next day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He doesn't even have utility bills, let alone phone or internet bills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He is an orphan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One person fed, the whole family is full.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who could he call, and who would call him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for internet fees?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He doesn't even have a computer. In any case, when he needs to use the internet, the school library has public computers, and even printing is free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he started as an orphan in this rebirth, Hawk feels he is doing alright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He can save eight hundred dollars every month, and even run to a similarly cheap fried chicken shop every now and then to order a large bucket of fried chicken, which counts as replenishing his energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By now, he has already saved up over thirty thousand dollars in savings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would be even better if there were fewer black people at the fried chicken shop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing in place with his eyes slightly closed, Hawk slowly opens them and looks at the sandbag lying on the floor, appearing somewhat dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he isn't looking at the sandbag, but at a prompt box floating before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be precise, it is his cheat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cosmo Cultivation!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Current Status: 'Inactive'\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Activation Condition: 'Ten thousand punches a day for one thousand consecutive days'\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Activation Progress: '999\u002F1000'\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Almost there!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Almost there.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It will be activated tomorrow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hawk looks at the activation progress displayed in the prompt box that only he can see, his heart warming; he wishes he could teleport directly to tomorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This cheat went online when he was fifteen in this life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be precise, it went online on September 10, 2009.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembers it very clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because that day happened to be the day the Hulk and the Abomination fought in New York City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That is why he hasn't slacked off in the slightest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the cheat arrived, he started training!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who told him that the world he transmigrated into is the Marvel Universe, where \"superheroes walk everywhere, extraordinary beings are worth less than dogs, and cosmic gods roam about.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the cheat, he could just lie flat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now that the cheat is here, still lie flat?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then wouldn't the cheat have come for nothing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the day the cheat went online, Hawk has maintained the habit of throwing ten thousand punches every day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a single day missed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through wind and rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unwavering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, it comes down to one sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meals can be skipped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fists must be practiced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As of today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He has maintained the habit of throwing ten thousand punches every day for nine hundred and ninety-nine consecutive days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dawn of victory is finally about to arrive!\u003C\u002Fp>",1249,"2026-06-18T05:22:53.059Z","Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","fc053603d4c7a8823b5046104f11979d04f6d06a8771ff86f30efc7e6b71e258","marvel-awakening-the-cosmo-at-the-start-chapter-2",null,999,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmarvel-awakening-the-cosmo-at-the-start-cover.jpeg"]