Chapter 38

"Hawk, look at the data."

"One hundred and eight."

"Hawk, I'm going to the SL lab, help me tidy up the materials on my desk."

"No problem."

"Ha..."

Today is Hawk's twentieth day working his summer job at Oscorp.

But he still hasn't found an opportunity to go to Dr. Connors' lab.

Because for these twenty days, let alone going to Dr. Connors' lab, he hasn't even stepped out of the gate of the Electricity Engineering Department.

From the moment he starts work until he gets off, he's either helping people look at data or on the way to help people look at data.

And like now, helping people tidy up the materials on their desks.

Hawk looked at the engineer who got up and left in a hurry, and walked toward that engineer's desk.

Although he had been at Oscorp for twenty days and hadn't found an opportunity to go to Dr. Connors' lab, he wasn't in a hurry.

On one hand, good things are worth waiting for.

On the other hand, because...

Busy as it is here, the pay is really high.

Eight hundred dollars a week, a cafeteria on the eighteenth floor, with buffets for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

Although Hawk had thoughts of robbing a bank last month, he didn't put them into action after all.

The most important point.

Although bottom lines are meant to be broken, before Hawk breaks this bottom line, he still thinks that if possible, he should try not to break it prematurely.

Because he is afraid.

Hawk also doesn't know what he will become after he breaks his bottom line.

As everyone knows.

Transmigrators are always creatures with very flexible moral bottom lines, and they carry a kind of coldness from the bone toward everything and everyone.

Hawk is no exception.

This is also why he never socializes, because sometimes, when he looks at others, he always feels like he's looking at an NPC.

How to put it, there's a feeling of, everyone is drunk while I alone am sober.

The reason why he is still willing to continue doing things according to the rules after awakening his Cosmo is actually very simple.

The education he received in his previous life tells him to be a human being; it doesn't demand you be a good person, but don't be a bad person.

This is why Hawk still lives relatively poorly after awakening his Cosmo.

If it were any other transmigrator, they would probably awaken their Cosmo on the first day and announce to this world on the second day that those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me perish.

Of course.

The most important point might be because he is kind!

Unfortunately...

Hawk feels that even if he doesn't want to break this bottom line, he will have to break it soon.

But regardless, before that, he is still willing to abide by his bottom line.

Hawk, who had been working for ten days and was familiar with the rhythm of the Bio-Electricity Engineering Department, quickly tidied up the scattered materials on the engineer's desk, then held these materials, went to the filing cabinet, and put these materials away in order.

Just then, the office phone rang.

"Ha..."

"I'll take it."

Hawk answered ahead of time, walked over, and picked up the phone: "Electricity Engineering Department."

"Eh, Hawk?" A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

Hawk raised an eyebrow: "Gwen?"

Since Gwen brought him to report to the Bio-Electricity Engineering Department ten days ago, he hadn't seen Gwen again.

After all, he is busy.

Gwen is even busier.

Even though Hawk is now in the Bio-Electricity Engineering Department, he has heard that these days, Dr. Connors has been experimenting like a madman.

He's not using mice one by one, but by the box.

Exaggerated.

Gwen on the other end of the phone said 'um'.

"It's me. Right, our lab's voltage was unstable just now, Dr. Connors asked you to send someone over to take a look."

"Okay, right away."

Hawk hung up the phone and told the supervisor of the Engineering Department about this.

The supervisor, who was fifty years old, completely bald, and had a 'no desires, no demands' mindset, looked around the empty office: "Every lab is reporting unstable voltage today, probably because of the resistors again, we just changed them yesterday... Forget it, you there, take Hawk with you, go to Dr. Connors' lab, and help them change a new resistor."

Hawk followed the supervisor's gaze and looked not far away at the future Electro, who looked honest, had dark skin, and looked like an honest man at first glance.

Yes.

An honest man.

Max Dillon is really an honest man, not at all like other black people who are lazy or slippery.

Hawk has seen it clearly in these twenty days; if the Bio-Electricity Engineering Department had an 'Old Ox' award, Max Dillon would be well-deserved.

If Max Dillon had any political sense, he wouldn't just be working blindly, to the point where even his own supervisor doesn't remember his name.

However, Max himself doesn't seem to care about this; perhaps he is used to others calling him 'you there', so after hearing the supervisor's order, he just nodded and turned to go to the warehouse to get the parts.

After a while.

Hawk, standing at the entrance of the Bio-Electricity Engineering Department waiting for the honest man Max, looked at Max who was walking over: "Mr. Dillon."