"Hawk, check the data."
"One hundred and eight."
"Hawk, I'm going to the SL lab. Please help me collect the documents on my desk."
"No problem."
"Haw…k…"
Today was Hawk's twentieth day working a summer job at Osborn Biological Industry.
But he still hadn't found a chance to go to Dr. Connors' lab.
Because in these twenty days, let alone going to Dr. Connors' lab, he hadn't even left the main door of the Electrical Engineering Department.
From the moment he started work until he finished, he was either helping people look at data or on his way to help people look at data.
And then there was what he was doing now, helping people tidy up documents on their desks.
Hawk watched the engineer get up and leave in a hurry, then walked towards the engineer's desk.
Although he had been at Osborn for twenty days and hadn't found a chance to go to Dr. Connors' lab, he wasn't in a hurry.
On one hand, good things come to those who wait.
On the other hand, it was because…
While it was busy here, the pay was really good.
Eight hundred U.S. dollars a week, and the cafeteria on the eighteenth floor had buffets for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
Although Hawk had thought about robbing a bank last month, he hadn't actually acted on it.
The most important point.
Although bottom lines are meant to be broken, before Hawk broke this bottom line, he still wanted to avoid breaking it prematurely if possible.
Because he was afraid.
Hawk also didn't know what he would become after breaking his bottom line.
As is well known.
Transmigrators are always creatures with particularly flexible moral bottom lines, and they carry an inherent indifference towards everything and everyone.
Hawk was no exception.
This was also why he never socialized, because sometimes, when he looked at others, he always felt like he was looking at an NPC.
How to put it, it was a feeling of being the only sober person in a drunken crowd.
The reason he was still willing to follow the rules after awakening his Little Universe was actually very simple.
The education he received in his previous life told him to be a person; it didn't ask him to be a good person, but not to be an evil person.
This was why Hawk still lived a relatively simple life after awakening his Little Universe.
If it were any other transmigrator, they would probably awaken their Little Universe on the first day and declare to the World on the second day, "Those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me perish."
Of course.
The most important point might be that he was kind!
Unfortunately…
Hawk felt that no matter how unwilling he was to break this bottom line, he would have to break it soon.
But no matter what, he was still willing to abide by his bottom line until then.
Having worked for ten days and familiarized himself with the rhythm of the Bioelectrical Engineering Department, Hawk quickly organized the scattered documents on the engineer's desk, then carried them to the filing cabinet and systematically put them away.
Just then, the office phone rang.
"Haw…k."
"I'll get it."
Hawk answered preemptively, walked over, and picked up the phone: "Electrical Engineering Department."
"Oh, Gwen?" A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.
Hawk raised an eyebrow: "Gwen?"
Since Gwen had brought him to report to the Bioelectrical Engineering Department ten days ago, he hadn't seen her again.
After all, he was busy.
Gwen was even busier.
Even though Hawk was currently in the Bioelectrical Engineering Department, he had heard that Dr. Connors had been experimenting like a madman these past few days.
He wasn't even counting mice individually anymore; he was counting them by the box.
Exaggerated.
Gwen on the other end of the phone hummed in affirmation.
"It's me. Oh, by the way, the voltage in our lab was unstable just now. Dr. Connors wants you to send someone over to take a look."
"Okay, right away."
Hawk hung up the phone and told the engineering department supervisor about the issue.
The supervisor, fifty years old this year, completely bald, and with an air of detachment, looked around the empty office: "All the labs are reporting unstable voltage today. It's probably the resistor again. We just replaced it yesterday… Never mind, you, take Hawk and go to Dr. Connors' lab. Help them replace it with a new resistor."
Hawk followed the supervisor's gaze and looked at the future Electro not far away, who had a simple, honest expression and dark skin, clearly an honest person.
Yes.
An honest person.
Max Dillon was truly an honest person, completely lacking the cunning demeanor of other dark-skinned individuals.
Hawk had seen it clearly in these twenty days; if the Bioelectrical Engineering Department had an award for the most diligent worker, Max Dillon would undoubtedly deserve it.
If Max Dillon had any political acumen, he wouldn't have just worked tirelessly, resulting in his own supervisor not even remembering his name to this day.
However, Max himself didn't seem to care, perhaps he was already used to being called "you" by others, so after hearing the supervisor's order, he just nodded and turned to the warehouse to get the parts.
A while later.
Hawk, standing at the entrance of the Bioelectrical Engineering Department, waiting for the honest Max, looked at Max walking over: "Mr. Dillon."
Max's body trembled suddenly, and his pupils seemed to contract at that moment.
His voice seemed to tremble as he looked at Hawk: "You… know my name?"
Hawk smiled: "Of course, Mr. Dillon."
Although he didn't plan to interact much with the future Electro, it didn't mean he was unwilling to build a good relationship with the current Max.
Being kind to others is being kind to oneself.
Hawk thought to himself, then looked at Max, whose eyes seemed to be tearing up, and said: "Mr. Dillon, let's go. Dr. Connors' lab just called again to rush us."
Max came back to his senses and nodded repeatedly: "Right, right, let's go."
Hawk chuckled internally and followed Max towards the elevator bank not far away.
Finally, he could go to Dr. Connors' lab.
After following Max into the elevator, Hawk looked at the ascending display and felt a little emotional.
In these twenty days, he had thought more than once about how to get to Dr. Connors' lab.
But he hadn't succeeded even once.
After all, this wasn't like going to the market to buy groceries.
Did they really think that Osborn Biological Industry, which had invested heavily and hoped to develop regenerative technology to monopolize the market in the future, was a lab you could just walk into?
Later, when he calmed down and let things happen naturally, good heavens, the opportunity to go to Dr. Connors' lab just presented itself.
Indeed.
Mindset is very important; you can't rush anything.
Hawk silently admonished himself, completing his daily self-reflection.
Soon.
The elevator doors opened.
"Hawk." Gwen, who was already waiting in the elevator lobby, her eyes lit up as she saw Hawk step out, and she quickly went forward: "Why are you so slow? Dr. Connors is already losing his temper."
Hawk was about to speak.
Gwen had already grabbed him and was eagerly pulling him towards the lab.
Hawk was stunned.
But at the same time, he looked towards the lab not far away.
His heart couldn't help but stir!
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