Chapter 18: Beautiful, kind-hearted, and gets good grades! (Please follow!)

In the old gymnasium.

Although Hawk's Little Universe had already awakened, the habit of throwing ten thousand punches every day for a thousand consecutive days was not something that could be dropped just because he wanted to.

So these days, he still maintained the habit of throwing ten thousand punches every day.

Anyway, he was idle anyway.

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

Although it hadn't been lit up yet, he estimated that if he could persist for a month, it would truly be lit up.

Clearly, fighting was not the only option for lighting up stars.

At the very least, fighting was not the only choice, it was just that compared to the efficiency of persisting in throwing ten thousand punches a month to light up a star, fighting was the only shortcut.

But this was not important.

Hawk didn't care either.

First, he didn't feel he was some kind of violence addict, and even less could he be the kind of existence that turned into 'I don't eat beef' the day after gaining extraordinary power.

For a thousand days, ten thousand punches a day, what he tempered was not just his strength, but more importantly, his temperament.

He controlled power, rather than power controlling him.

Second, he hadn't even gathered the materials needed to forge a Holy Cloth yet, so he was even less in a hurry to light up his own constellation.

As everyone knows.

A Saint who doesn't wear a Holy Cloth and a Saint who wears a Holy Cloth are two different species.

Uh…

At the very least, most of them are like this.

After a while.

Hawk, having taken a shower and changed into a new T-shirt and new pants, carried his shoulder bag, walked out of the old gymnasium, and then walked toward the school gate.

His independent hearing for which he had applied was held at 3:30 this afternoon.

At this time, going to the school gate to take the bus, and then transferring twice, he could almost make it to the court by three o'clock.

Sitting at the bus stop at the school gate, Hawk was biting into a sandwich while waiting for the bus.

Hawk looked at the various vehicles entering and exiting the school gate from time to time, and began to ponder whether he should also go buy a car.

Of course, before buying, he should go get his driver's license.

Yes.

Compared to the driver's license that almost everyone in the same grade had, he didn't have one.

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

But now he had this thought.

He didn't want to before his Little Universe awakened, because he needed to consider his future; after all, there would be no federal subsidies after becoming an adult, and he would need to bear the rent by himself, and in the future, he might also need to bear student loans for college.

The visible life pressure in the future made him almost unable to breathe, and he still wanted to play with cars?

Was he worthy?

He wasn't worthy; he might not even be able to pay the insurance premium after buying a car at that time.

But now it was different.

If there was one thing Hawk felt most after awakening his Little Universe, it was that Hawk let out a heavy sigh of relief in his heart.

He had completely unloaded the pressure of the unknown future.

After all…

After awakening his Little Universe, if there were no accidents, his future would only have two choices.

Living comfortably and living even more comfortably.

Even, if his heart were darker, relying on the Little Universe after awakening, and after forging the Holy Cloth, he could completely live a life like an emperor, where those who follow me prosper and those who oppose me perish.

Power is strength.

Strength is the fist.

Unfortunately.

His fist could now be called sonic speed, and in the future, it would even exceed the speed of light.

But he didn't have that kind of thought, and even less did he have that 'I don't eat beef' thought.

At the very least, not now.

However, after unloading the pressure on the future, Hawk felt that he should be able to improve his quality of life.

Not to mention anything else, he still had five Chitauri alien weapons hidden away, waiting for an opportunity to sell them.

Even if one alien weapon sold for a cheap twenty thousand dollars, the five added together would be one hundred thousand dollars.

So…

Buying a car to improve his life didn't seem impossible.

Hawk was thinking in his heart, and just as he began to be a little puzzled as to why he had waited so long without seeing the bus, a yellow Toyota Corolla with a personalized license plate 'GW521' drove up in front of him.

The car window rolled down.

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

"Get in."

"……"

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

Gwen smiled.

"Are you sure you're not getting in? The bus service is suspended today, you know."

"Suspended?"

Hawk was stunned upon hearing this.

"When? Why?"

"At noon."

Gwen said with a smile: "The New York Drivers Union is on strike today; didn't you see that there's no one at the bus stop?"

Hawk subconsciously looked around.

Indeed, at the entire bus stop, he was the only one standing there alone.

Damn!

Hawk took a deep breath, looked at Gwen, who was sitting in the car and smiling at him, thought for a moment, rose from the seat, picked up his backpack that he had placed to the side, walked to the car, opened the passenger door, and sat in.

"Sorry to trouble you, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Gwen said, and after Hawk got in, she stepped on the gas and shot out, carrying Hawk and driving toward the Queens Court.

"By the way."

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

"?"

Hawk heard this sentence, a question mark slowly appeared on his head, and he subconsciously looked at Gwen.

Gwen smiled slightly: "You left the school's contact number, the counselor couldn't find you, and I saw you go to the old gymnasium at noon, so I guessed you might be waiting for the bus at the bus stop."

Hawk suddenly realized and nodded.

After a while.

He reacted, looked at Gwen who was driving, and said thank you once again.

"Thank you."

"Once again, you're welcome."

Gwen responded with a smile and looked at Hawk: "I am a grade student assistant; helping students is what I should do."

This was the truth.

At Midtown High, Gwen, as an eleventh-grade student assistant, had always been recognized as beautiful and kind-hearted.

Gwen could patiently help classmates who came to ask her about knowledge points and answer them patiently. ===== CHAPTER 20 =====