When Hawke returned home, in addition to carrying a twenty-inch carry-on suitcase, he also had a express envelope in his left hand.
It was given to him by the courier just now.
He said it was urgently sent from New York University in the afternoon.
New York University?
Hawke casually pushed the carry-on suitcase aside, then sat down on the sofa, looked at the address on the express package in his hand, and directly tore it open.
The next second.
He took out an admission letter from New York University School of Law, which included a full scholarship, from the express envelope.
"Hiss!"
Hawke took a deep breath, looking at the full scholarship admission letter in his hand, which was already stamped and effective, just waiting for him to report in September next year, and couldn't help but blink.
Then…
He couldn't help but frown.
Good heavens.
It really was just a gift with no expectation of return.
Hawke thought to himself, then, while looking at the admission letter in his hand, which was probably only printed this afternoon, he took out his phone, found the call log, and then dialed the most recent number.
The call connected quickly, and the voice from the other end carried a hint of surprise.
"Mr. Hawke!"
"I received the gift."
"That's great… Wait, Mr. Hawke, what you're referring to as New York University isn't the gift; it's just a welcome present."
"Hmm?"
"I just checked; Mr. Hawke hasn't seemed to have looked at the real gift yet."
Hawke raised an eyebrow.
The next second.
Anna's voice came out: "Mr. Hawke, haven't you logged into that webpage from before to check my information?"
Hawke said to wait a moment, then got up and walked to the folding table, turning on his phone's hotspot while opening his computer.
It was still the same underground forum from yesterday, still the same chat box.
But now there was an additional message, with a timestamp showing Anna sent it a little after eleven o'clock.
Hawke looked at this extra message, and his eyes narrowed.
In sight.
"New Jersey, Calver Lake, Bruce Banner and Betty Ross will be spending their Christmas vacation there this year."
"… "
Hulk!
After understanding the content of this message, Hawke's breathing once again involuntarily became heavier.
"Is this news true?"
"So far, Bruce Banner and Betty Ross's itinerary hasn't changed; the holiday cabin was booked by Ms. Betty Ross and has not been canceled."
Anna on the other end of the phone was still smiling.
"Mr. Hawke, do you like this gift?"
"Call me Hawke."
Hawke said in a deep voice, his gaze fixed on the message Anna sent: "I like it very much. What do you want from me?"
Anna smiled.
"Mr. Hawke…"
"Just call me Hawke."
"Alright, Hawke!"
Anna's voice seemed to sound a bit more joyful: "New York University was just a welcome present; this is the real gift. Giving gifts to friends doesn't expect anything in return, does it? Of course, if Hawke truly considers us friends."
Hawke slowly withdrew his gaze from the computer screen and said in a deep voice, "If the news is true, from now on, you have my friendship, Anna."
He was too lazy to guess who or what power was behind Anna.
Whoever helps him is his friend.
The logic is that simple.
Besides, the most likely force behind Anna was just HYDRA.
So what.
Because of the Hulk incident, he had long lost his filter for these superheroes.
The so-called big villain HYDRA?
Heh.
What did Karl say? If you fail, it's a rebellion; if you succeed, it's a revolution.
HYDRA failed, and history is written by the victors, so HYDRA became the big villain.
Hawke's answer was serious and earnest.
This was also the first time he formally made his promise.
"I will repay kindness!"
"Anna."
"What do you want, just say it. If I can fulfill it, I will definitely fulfill it for you, as long as this information is true."
"This is a gift; friends give gifts without expecting anything in return."
Even though Hawke had made such a solemn promise, Anna on the other end of the phone still insisted that it was a gift, a gift symbolizing friendship between friends.
Seeing this, Hawke didn't press the matter.
The next second.
He suddenly thought of something and said with a laugh, "I happen to have something here. If you can help, perhaps we can make a deal."
Anna was slightly stunned by this, then reacted.
"Please speak."
"I need iron meteorites."
"How much?"
"The more the better."
"How long?"
"Before Christmas, I suppose."
Hawke said calmly, then added, "But I don't have money to give you. However, you can make a request to me, and as long as I can provide it, then the deal is done."
His Little Universe Phoenix Constellation was still being refined into gammanian.
To make gammanian capable of giving life to the saint cloth, it needed to be refined by its corresponding constellation.
But Hawke estimated that this Christmas holiday would see the completion of the refinement, so the next step could be to put meteorite refinement on the agenda.
Hawke's original plan was to obtain the necessary meteorites this Christmas holiday, and then after the holiday, when he turned eighteen next year and could travel alone, he would go to Wakanda to retrieve the Vibranium he needed.
After all, he couldn't fly now, and he didn't have any smuggling channels.
But now?
During his conversation with Anna, Hawke suddenly thought that he might be able to obtain the meteorites he wanted without leaving his home.
Regardless of whether Anna or the power behind her was catering to his preferences or playing a long game.
He genuinely liked and was satisfied with the gift Anna gave him.
The most important point.
The more Anna didn't want to get anything from him, the more he wanted to give her something.
In a word.
He didn't care who his friends were; he only cared if they were to his liking.
After Hawke stated the terms of the deal, Anna on the other end of the phone fell silent once again.
If nothing unexpected happened, Anna should be going to consult the power behind her, that is, the person who could truly make decisions.
Hawke didn't rush her; instead, he put his phone on speaker, then opened a satellite map to search for Calver Lake in New Jersey, as mentioned in Anna's message.
After a while.
Anna's voice rang out again, but this time it was a bit more cautious, as if she was afraid of asking too high a price and angering Hawke.
"Mr. Hawke…"
"Hawke, we are already friends, Anna."
"Alright."
Anna heard Hawke's interruption, chuckled, and her tone recovered somewhat.
"Really anything?"
"Of course, as long as I have it."
"Then…"
Anna paused here, then seemed to have prepared herself psychologically and said, "Can we have some of your blood?"
Hawke raised an eyebrow at Anna's request.
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