It's better to act than to just think.
Phoenix was only two stars away from being fully lit, which was going to happen sooner or later.
Even if he didn't fight, based on his daily training of ten thousand punches, he could light up the remaining two stars in no more than three months.
But Hawk still had no clue about the saint cloth.
To be precise, he had no clue about gamma nium whatsoever.
The other two were fine.
Theoretically, as long as he had enough money, he could buy them directly.
For example, meteorites that could be used to make silver star sand.
Not to mention the entire U.S., just in New York City, there were a large number of wealthy people who collected meteorites, and there were often meteorite trade fairs.
So, as long as he was willing to spend money, he could buy them directly.
Although Vibranium was priceless.
But it didn't matter.
He knew where Vibranium's origin on Earth was, and if he only lacked Vibranium and the other party wasn't willing to give it to him after he spoke nicely, he wouldn't mind taking it himself.
It was still the same saying.
What does my need for Vibranium have to do with you?
So now there was only one problem left.
gamma nium!
These days, after class, Hawk would go to the library, borrowing books about gamma rays and using the library's public computers to search for relevant information.
He also found out who the wealthiest meteorite collector in New York City was.
Norman Osborn.
Yes.
It was Norman Osborn of Osborn Biological Industry, who appeared as a villain in the Spider-Man movie.
Hawk found a message from a meteorite forum a month ago.
To quote this meteorite enthusiast, Norman Osborn had a room in his manor specifically for the meteorites he had purchased over the years.
He even found information about the Wakanda Ambassador to the United Nations online.
This Wakanda Ambassador was in New York City because the United Nations headquarters was in New York.
Currently, Hawk had the whereabouts of the meteorite and Vibranium, but he was still clueless about the last and most crucial component, gamma nium.
Hawk was currently occupying a computer in the library, continuing to search online for information related to gamma rays.
Actually, if anyone in the Marvel Universe was most familiar with gamma rays, it was undoubtedly Dr. Bruce Banner, the father of the superhero Hulk.
Unfortunately…
Even if Hawk wanted to find him, he couldn't.
Because after the Battle of New York, Dr. Bruce Banner rode a small donkey and left New York City, and no one knew where he went.
S.H.I.E.L.D. might know.
But Hawk didn't want to deal with any superheroes anymore, let alone S.H.I.E.L.D., which was synonymous with trouble.
But it was not a big problem.
Because Dr. Bruce Banner was not the only one studying gamma rays; others were also researching them, though perhaps not as proficiently as Dr. Bruce Banner.
For example, this paper Hawk just found.
"Discovery of Gamma Rays in the Field of Biotherapy."
"Dr. Curtis Connors."
"Osborn Biological Industry…"
"Hiss."
Isn't this Lizard Dr.?
Hawk came to his senses, looking at the paper title on the screen in front of him, and couldn't help but blink.
"Oh, are you reading Dr. Connors's paper?"
"…"
Hawk snapped back to reality, heard a somewhat familiar voice, and turned to look behind him.
In his sight.
Gwen, holding a book, with a few strands of blonde hair falling on her fair and smooth forehead, was standing behind him, leaning in to look at the screen in front of Hawk.
"On Gamma Rays…"
Gwen looked at the paper on the screen in front of Hawk, and looked at Hawk, who had turned his head, with some curiosity: "Didn't you want to go to New York University's law school? Why are you studying gamma rays now?"
No, I went there to make money.
Hawk answered in his mind.
Before his cheat system awakened, he had set a goal for himself.
Study law.
Actually, he initially thought of studying medicine.
In East Country, advising someone to study medicine might be considered a terrible thing, because in the setting of East Country, if a Doctor lived in a mansion and drove a sports car, that Doctor must have been corrupt and accepted bribes.
But it was not the case here.
Let's put it this way.
If a Doctor didn't live in a mansion and drive a luxury car, it was highly likely that people would think his medical skills were not good.
Therefore, if one could successfully study medicine, being a Doctor here was very popular, especially a surgeon.
But Hawk gave up on being a Doctor after some consideration.
The reason was simple.
He felt he had no talent for medicine, so he could only settle for the next best thing and choose to become a lawyer in the future.
Lawyers were no worse than Doctors.
Most importantly, after studying law, if you didn't want to go to a law firm, you could also go to the district attorney's office, become a prosecutor, or even a judge in the future.
However, this was the path Hawk had planned for himself before his Little Universe awakened, with the aim of making his future easier.
Now it was no longer needed.
Although Hawk didn't have the idea of being too lazy to even attend university, at least the urgency of having to study law was gone.
Hawk thought to himself, then shook his head and smiled, saying to Gwen: "Just browsing online, stumbled upon it by accident."
As he spoke, he closed the webpage, then got up from his seat, let someone else use the computer, and then planned to go to the old library to complete today's ten thousand punches task.
It was still the same saying.
After persisting for more than two years, he always felt something was missing if he didn't punch for a day now.
Gwen watched Hawk leave the library, blinked, and just as she was thinking about something, a female classmate next to her called her, pulling her to find a place to sit down and read.
After all, the holidays were coming at the end of the month, and starting tomorrow, Midtown High School would enter the dreaded final exam week for the underachievers.
Underachievers existed in every school.
Midtown High School was no exception; apart from a small number of students, most students attended by paying tens of thousands of U.S. dollars in tuition fees each semester.
And underachievers, for the most part, came from among these people.
So these days, everywhere you looked, the originally energetic underachievers, as the exams approached, also started cramming, holding a book and gnawing at it.
Hawk didn't need to.
Before his Little Universe awakened, he didn't need to cram, and after his Little Universe awakened, he needed to cram even less.
Anyway, his future was already destined to have only two options: comfort and even more comfort.
So…
Hawk still maintained his rhythm of life.
In the old gymnasium.
Hawk was concentrating on his punching practice.
With a somewhat grating sound of the door opening, a beautiful figure walked in from outside.
"The board said they're going to tear down this old gymnasium after the holidays and rebuild it into a swimming pool."
"…Bang!"
Hawk punched the sandbag in front of him.
The sandbag hung in place, motionless, but its surface violently shook, followed by a cloud of dust being shaken out.
The midday sun shone into the old gymnasium through the glass.
It happened to illuminate this scene.
…
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