Chapter 101: Marvel: Starting by Awakening the Small Universe, Chapter 47

Logically speaking, after so many years, the Calvin Cemetery should have been overcrowded by now.

In fact, that was indeed the case, but in 1984, the Calvin Cemetery saw a turning point.

It was acquired from the New York municipal government.

Yes.

The Calvin Cemetery became private, and because of this, the newly privatized Calvin Cemetery began a cleanup; within just three months, the Calvin Cemetery announced it was reopening to the public, and this time, there was plenty of space.

Don't ask why it suddenly became empty.

Anyway, after the Calvin Cemetery announced its reopening, no one protested or objected.

And to adapt to the needs of the times, the Calvin Cemetery not only specially set aside an excellent feng shui plot with mountains and water, facing south, exclusively for people of Eastern descent, but also undertook government-funded burial projects.

By the time Hawk arrived at the Calvin Cemetery, it was already nine o'clock in the morning.

After the cemetery guard checked the documents Hawk handed over, he just looked curiously at the golf bag on Hawk's back, but didn't check anything and let Hawk pass.

The Calvin Cemetery is very large, after all, it spans two districts.

Hawk, who had been here many times and was very familiar with the place, walked along the cemetery path for about fifteen minutes before arriving in front of a small tombstone.

A photo was pasted on the tombstone, showing a little girl with a very sweet smile.

Her name was on it.

Anya.

Hawk took off the golf bag containing the five alien weapons from his back and placed it casually to the side, then crouched down in front of the tombstone, carefully placed the takeout bags containing various foods he was holding onto the small platform in front of the tombstone, and then looked up at the photo of the sweet smile on the tombstone.

He didn't speak, just watched quietly, and as he looked at the smiling face in the photo, a faint smile slowly appeared on his own face.

A happy smile, the kind he would only show after seeing that photo on his nightstand the first thing when he woke up in the morning.

After a while.

Hawk took out his phone, which he had turned off to avoid being disturbed today, placed it to the side, then turned around, leaned against the tombstone behind him, and looked at the scenery in front of him.

If one were to pull the view further away, one would find that Hawk's figure seemed to be leaning against the photo on the tombstone, both of them looking in the same direction, as if they were enjoying the scenery together.

If one were to pull the view even further away.

Midtown High School.

"Gwen, do you know where Hawk went?"

"Uh..."

Gwen, who was just about to put her backpack into her locker and go to class, was slightly stunned when she received a call from the counselor, Mrs. Snow.

"Didn't he ask for leave from you?"

"I know, but I just received a call from New York University; they are coming to the school today."

"... Coming for Hawk?"

"Yes, but I can't reach Hawk. God, when he didn't have a phone, I couldn't reach him, which was fine, but now he has a phone, and yet his phone is turned off."

Mrs. Snow said in the call, somewhat speechless; this was even worse than not having a phone.

"I thought he might have told you, so do you know where he went?"

"Uh..."

Gwen hesitated.

She roughly knew where Hawk was today, but she wasn't sure if Hawk wanted her to know that she knew.

"The people from New York University are coming today to finalize the list. If Hawk doesn't come today, it would be a real pity."

"Alright."

Hearing this, Gwen thought about how Hawk was indeed preparing for New York University, and hearing that if Hawk didn't come today, he would likely miss this opportunity, she no longer hesitated and nodded: "Mrs. Snow, I'll go find Hawk now, but I might need to ask for leave."

Mrs. Snow breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

"No problem."

After hanging up the phone, Mrs. Snow couldn't help but shake her head, and then, as if thinking of something, couldn't help but laugh.

Sure enough.

It still has to be Gwen.

On the other side, after hanging up the phone, Gwen put her books back into her locker, took out her backpack, closed the locker door, went to the parking lot, got into her yellow Corolla, started the car, and left the school.

Gwen drove straight toward the Calvin Cemetery.

When she arrived at the cemetery gate, parked the car, and found the administrator at the entrance, she explained her purpose.

The cemetery administrator also cooperated and opened the gate.

Gwen, who also seemed very familiar with the place, followed the path, and after turning a corner, Hawk, who was not far away with one leg straight and one knee bent, his left hand hanging on his knee, leaning against the tombstone, came into her view.

Hawk, who was clearing his mind, heard the footsteps slowly approaching from afar, focused his gaze, and turned to look at Gwen, who was walking over cautiously not far away.

Gwen looked at Hawk, who revealed a smile after discovering her, felt a sense of relief in her heart, and walked over.

She didn't immediately state her purpose for coming to find Hawk, but instead let her gaze fall on the tombstone, on the girl who was identical to the one in the photo she had found on Hawk's nightstand, then looked at Hawk, who was leaning to the side, her voice soft: "Can you introduce her to me?"

Hawk smiled slightly, looked sideways at the photo on the tombstone, his eyes gentle.

"Anya."

"My..."

"Sister!"

"..." ===== CHAPTER 103 =====