Chapter 67: Marvel: Awakening the Little Universe at the Start, Chapter 32

This was understandable.

Hawk felt that if it were him, and his daughter ran away without a word and brought a man back, he would probably be even angrier than George Stacy.

Breaking that wild boar's leg would be considered light.

What?

Now the wild boar was himself?

Oh.

Then it's fine.

Hawk thought to himself.

However, he was still a bit curious about how he had reached the point of holding hands with Gwen.

The memories were very messy.

But...

He was very happy.

Still the same saying.

It wasn't that Hawk hadn't thought about dating, especially dating Gwen Stacy, the first recognized girlfriend in Marvel.

But he didn't have the confidence before.

But now he did.

Not only did he have it, but it was huge.

After the next step, when he gathered the meteorites, got the Vibranium from Wakanda, and tinkered with his Phoenix Cloth, it would be even bigger.

So!

Hawk looked at Gwen, who had already run ahead to George Stacy and was pulling George's arm; his expression didn't change, and maintaining eye contact with George, he walked up to him and was the first to extend his right hand.

"Mr. Stacy, I'm Hawk. Sorry, I made you worry."

"..."

George didn't speak, nor did he shake Hawk's hand; he just glanced at him, ignored him, and looked at Gwen to the side.

"Let's go, Helen is still waiting at home."

"Dad!"

"It's okay, Gwen."

Hawk retracted his right hand as if nothing had happened and said to Gwen: "You go back with Mr. Stacy first."

He understood George; George wouldn't shake his hand right now, and even if he wanted to attack him, he would at most dodge and wouldn't fight back.

After all, who told him to be the wild boar.

So...

After saying this, Hawk smiled slightly at Gwen again, and after saying goodbye to George, he left on his own, not making things difficult for Gwen.

An hour later.

Hawk returned to his apartment in Queens Bridge Park.

Turned on the lights.

He had originally thought that since he hadn't been back for over twenty days, he should see a room covered in dust.

As a result...

There wasn't much dust, and even the shorts he had hung outside the window before were folded and placed on the sofa.

There was an envelope on top of the folded shorts.

This should be the letter that Gwen mentioned on the phone that Dr. Connors had entrusted her to help deliver.

Hawk thought to himself, sat on the sofa, picked up the envelope, and took out a handwritten letter from inside.

This was a recommendation letter written by Dr. Connors to New York University.

Hawk then remembered that Dr. Connors' doctorate seemed to be from New York University.

"Hiss!"

"This gift is heavy enough."

Hawk blinked.

To be honest, the weight of this gift was indeed substantial.

Although with Dr. Connors' fame, it could at most be considered icing on the cake, but icing on the cake is still a flower; others probably couldn't get this recommendation letter even if they wanted to.

After all, in the West, the meaning of a recommendation letter is actually a human favor transaction.

So...

If it were before Hawk awakened his Little Universe, he would definitely be very happy to receive this recommendation letter.

But right now.

Hawk no longer cared whether he could attend New York University.

But he hadn't thought about just not studying anymore; it could only be said that his state of mind had leveled out.

If I get it, it's my luck; if I lose it, it's my fate.

After all, he had already seen another different and more colorful future.

However...

Thinking is thinking, but at the very least, he still had to make a call to express his gratitude for the recommendation letter Dr. Connors gave him.

Hawk turned the envelope over, and Dr. Connors' number, written by Gwen, was on it.

He took out his phone from his chest, looked at the black screen, laughed, stood up from the sofa, and walked into the bedroom.

In the bedroom.

Hawk connected the phone to the charger, sat on the edge of the bed, and waited for the phone to turn on.

Then his peripheral vision caught the photo frame on his nightstand that seemed to have been moved.

Hawk raised an eyebrow, reached out to readjust the position of the photo frame, and tilted it toward his bedside again.

No reason.

He liked to sleep on his side, and if the photo frame was placed like this, there was a 70% chance he could see it the first thing after opening his eyes every day.

Done.

Hawk smiled slightly after repositioning the photo frame, then looked at the turned-on phone and called Dr. Connors.

The call was connected quickly.

"I am Curtis..."

"Dr. Connors, it's me, Hawk."

Hawk introduced himself, then expressed his apology for going out to travel a while ago and only just returning, which was why he had only just seen the recommendation letter.

Dr. Connors on the other end of the phone seemed very happy.

After chatting with Dr. Connors for a few sentences on the phone, Hawk asked casually: "Dr. Connors sounds very happy, did the experiment succeed?"

Dr. Connors laughed.

"Almost, a lab mouse has let me see the hope of victory."

"... Alright, congratulations in advance, Doctor."

"Thanks, alright, Hawk, I have to continue working."

"Okay, you go ahead."

"..." ===== CHAPTER 69 =====