Five days later!
Midtown High School.
The physics teacher on stage was giving a lecture.
Below, sitting by the window, Hawk was using his pen to write down the names of three things in his notebook.
Orichalcum!
Gamanium!
And Silver Star Dust!
Individually, perhaps no one would recognize these three things, but put together, most would.
A Cloth!
The battle armor of a Saint, which, once worn, allows the Saint to connect with their constellation and greatly enhances their combat power.
And to forge a Cloth, these three items are essential.
Good news.
Because in this universe, he is the only one with a Cosmo, he doesn't actually need to forge it himself.
He just needs to find these three items, and his affiliated constellation will automatically refine these materials for him to forge a unique Cloth for his constellation.
Bad news.
Who can tell him how he's supposed to find things that only exist in the Saint Seiya universe, here in the Marvel Universe?
Hawk felt a headache coming on.
Fortunately, he still had time. After all, he hadn't yet lit up an affiliated constellation, so the need for a Cloth wasn't urgent.
But…
It's always better to be prepared than to mend the fold after the sheep are lost.
Instead of waiting until he lights up his affiliated constellation to search for these three items, he might as well start preparing now.
So!
Hawk looked at "Orichalcum" written in his notebook, thought for a moment, and then wrote another word next to it.
Vibranium?
As one of the three main materials for a Cloth, Orichalcum comes from ancient Greek legends. It's a magical alloy capable of resisting ordinary impacts.
Coincidentally.
Vibranium is also a legendary alloy in the Marvel Universe, and it's one of the top-tier alloys.
Furthermore, Vibranium possesses the property of being able to infinitely resist impact.
Captain America's shield is forged from Vibranium.
Unique.
Unparalleled in the world.
As a metal existing only in legends, Vibranium can be said to be priceless and unavailable on the market.
But…
Hawk knew that there was a place in this world where a large amount of Vibranium existed, and its Vibranium reserves, no exaggeration, were probably enough for him to forge all forty-eight Bronze Cloths, twenty-four Silver Cloths, and twelve Gold Cloths, with plenty left over.
That's right.
He was talking about Wakanda, which in the 21st century, not only practices isolationism but also pretends to be on the verge of starvation to deceive the UN into providing relief supplies.
If Vibranium could really replace Orichalcum.
Then…
Hawk was determined to get it.
What?
Wakanda won't give it?
Heh.
I want Vibranium, what does that have to do with you!
He wasn't naturally belligerent, but if someone hindered him from becoming stronger, that would be a conflict of "Daos."
A conflict of Daos…
Until death!
Hawk thought to himself, then looked at "Silver Star Dust" in his notebook.
After a moment's pause, he wrote "Meteorite" next to it.
Silver Star Dust.
As the name suggests, it's sand ground from the stars of the galaxy.
Meteorites are naturally fallen stars.
As long as he can find a meteorite and crush it with the energy from his burning Cosmo, he can obtain Silver Star Dust.
But…
Gamanium.
This stuff?
If Orichalcum provides the metallic ductility for the Cloth, and Silver Star Dust, refined by burning Cosmo, grants the Cloth self-repairing capabilities, then Gamanium serves as a fusion platform for these two materials and imbues the Cloth with a living consciousness.
In short.
Orichalcum and Silver Star Dust are not the key to forging a Cloth.
Gamanium is.
Without Gamanium, a Cloth forged only from Orichalcum and Silver Star Dust is just an ordinary inanimate object.
Only with Gamanium does a Cloth become a true battle armor belonging to a Saint.
But!
Hawk's brows were tightly furrowed.
After thinking for a while, he wrote "Gamma Radiation" next to it, then drew a moderately sized question mark.
From the ability to grant a Cloth a living consciousness, and from inferring "Gamma" in "Gamanium," there's no doubt that it strongly resembles the Hulk's "mother," Gamma Radiation.
Hulk was born when Bruce Banner was exposed to Gamma Radiation.
From a biological perspective, Gamma Radiation is the Hulk's mother.
Of course.
If Bruce Banner were a woman, then Gamma Radiation could also be the Hulk's father.
In any case, even if Gamma Radiation isn't Gamanium, it definitely has some kind of connection, perhaps even a crucial one.
Hawk closed his eyes, his pen unconsciously tapping his notebook as he thought deeply.
Just then.
He felt someone nudge him.
Hawk opened his eyes and looked at Gwen, who had nudged him with her elbow.
"Mr. Anderson called you."
"…"
Hawk was slightly startled by the words and looked up at the podium.
Mr. Anderson, with some gray in his hair, smiled at Hawk, whose gaze fell upon him: "Hawk, please answer this question."
Alright, he'd been caught daydreaming by the teacher.
However…
Hawk stood up from his seat, and after only a brief moment of thought, perfectly answered the question Mr. Anderson had posed.
This time, it was Mr. Anderson on the podium who was dumbfounded.
However, Hawk's answer was indeed correct, so Mr. Anderson merely gave Hawk a look that seemed to say, "You got lucky this time," and then told Hawk to sit down.
Hawk said thank you and took his seat again.
Just as he was about to continue pondering the possibilities between "Gamanium" and "Gamma Radiation," a note was pushed over from the side.
Hawk looked at the content on the note.
It read:
"Has the independent application hearing with the court been confirmed?"
"...Confirmed, this afternoon."
Hawk thought for a moment, wrote his answer below the neat handwriting on the note, and then pushed the note back.
His apartment had been violently demolished by aliens, and a new welfare apartment hadn't been arranged yet.
But Hawk felt he might not be able to wait for a new welfare apartment.
New York City's administrative efficiency was notoriously slow, and he wasn't the only orphan who had lost his welfare apartment.
Hawk estimated that by the time it was his turn, it might be next year.
And next year he would turn eighteen.
So…
Hawk had been looking for a cheaper apartment to rent these past few days.
After all, he couldn't just crowd into a hangar with a bunch of people, like refugees, with all sorts of smells, and constantly worry if those people who lost their homes and weren't covered by insurance would resort to extremism.
Anyway, if he didn't move now, he'd have to move next year, so he might as well move now.
But because he wasn't eighteen yet, legally speaking, he wasn't eligible, and no one would rent a house to him.
Therefore, Hawk had been taking leave in the afternoons these days to go to the Family Court in Queens to handle his application for early independence.
And because he had been taking leave in the afternoons these days, Gwen knew the reason for his absence.
It wasn't that Hawk had volunteered the information.
He wasn't that bored.
In a word.
Hawk was a student.
Gwen was a student assistant.
And she was a student assistant in the same grade as Hawk.
…
(End of Chapter)
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