Five days later!
Midtown High School.
The physics teacher on the podium was giving a lecture.
Hawk, sitting by the window, was writing three names in his notebook.
Orichalcum!
Gammanien!
And Silver Star Sand!
These three things, perhaps no one would recognize them separately, but when combined, most people would.
Holy Armor!
The battle armor of the Saint Warriors, which, when worn, allows them to connect with their corresponding constellations and greatly enhance their combat capabilities.
And to forge the Holy Armor, these three items are essential.
Good news.
Because in this universe, he is the only one with a Little Cosmos, so he doesn't need to actually forge them himself; he just needs to find these three things, and the corresponding constellation will naturally refine these materials to create a Holy Armor unique to him.
Bad news.
Who can tell him how to find things that only exist in the Saint Warriors Cosmos while he's in the Marvel Cosmos?
Hawk felt a bit of a headache.
Luckily, he still had time; after all, he hadn't yet lit up a zodiac sign, so the need for a Holy Armor wasn't urgent.
But still...
It's always better to be prepared than to wait until it's too late.
Rather than waiting until he lights up a zodiac sign and then scrambling to find these three things, he might as well start preparing now.
So!
Hawk looked at the word "Orichalcum" in his notebook, thought for a moment, and wrote down another word beside it.
Vibranium?
As one of the three major materials for the Holy Armor, Orichalcum is an alloy from Ancient Greek legend, a magical alloy capable of withstanding ordinary impacts.
Coincidentally.
Vibranium is also a legendary alloy in the Marvel Cosmos and is considered the top-tier alloy.
And Vibranium also has the property of being able to infinitely withstand impacts.
Captain America's shield is made from Vibranium.
Unique.
Unmatched in the world.
As a metal that only exists in legends, Vibranium is essentially priceless and unavailable.
But...
Hawk knew there was a place in this world with a massive amount of Vibranium, and to say it without exaggeration, the reserves of Vibranium could probably forge forty-eight Bronze Holy Armors, twenty-four Silver Holy Armors, and twelve Golden Holy Armors and still have plenty left over.
That's right.
He was talking about Wakanda, which, despite being in the 21st century, practiced seclusion and isolation while pretending to be on the brink of starvation to trick the United Nations for relief aid.
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 it have to do with you!
He doesn't like to fight, but if someone obstructs his path to becoming stronger, then it's a battle of principles.
A battle of principles...
To the death!
Hawk thought so and then looked at the word "Silver Star Sand" in his notebook, paused for a while, and then wrote the word "Meteorite" beside it.
Silver Star Sand.
As the name implies, sand forged from the stars within the Galaxy.
Meteorites are essentially fallen stars.
As long as he can find a meteorite and then crush it with the energy from his Little Cosmos, he can obtain Silver Star Sand.
But...
Gammanien.
This thing?
If Orichalcum provides the metal extensibility for the Holy Armor, and Silver Star Sand, born from the burning of the Little Cosmos, grants the Holy Armor its self-repairing function, then Gammanien serves as a fusion platform for these two materials and bestows the Holy Armor with life consciousness.
In a word.
Orichalcum and Silver Star Sand are not the key to forging the Holy Armor.
Gammanien is.
Without Gammanien, a Holy Armor forged only from Orichalcum and Silver Star Sand is just an ordinary, lifeless object, but a Holy Armor with Gammanien is truly a warrior's battle armor.
But!
Hawk frowned, thought for a while, and then wrote "Gamma Rays" beside it, drawing a moderately sized question mark.
In terms of conferring life consciousness to the Holy Armor, and based on the "Gamma" in "Gammanien," it undoubtedly resembles Hulk's mom, which is Gamma Rays.
Hulk was created when Bruce Banner was exposed to Gamma Rays.
From a life perspective, Gamma Rays are Hulk's mom.
Of course.
If Bruce Banner were a woman, Gamma Rays could also be Hulk's dad.
In any case, even if Gamma Rays aren't Gammanien, there's certainly some kind of, if not a crucial connection.
Hawk closed his eyes, the tip of the pen tapping his notebook unconsciously as he pondered seriously.
Right at that moment.
He felt someone push him.
Hawk opened his eyes and looked at Gwen, who had nudged him.
"Mr. Anderson is calling you."
"..."
Hawk was slightly stunned at the words, then looked up at the podium.
Mr. Anderson, whose hair was a bit white, looked at Hawk with a smile: "Hawk, answer this question for us."
Alright, caught daydreaming by the teacher.
However...
Hawk got up from his seat, thought for a moment, and perfectly answered Mr. Anderson's question.
This time, it was Mr. Anderson on the podium who was stunned.
But, since Hawk's answer was indeed correct, Mr. Anderson, with an expression of "you got lucky this time," just gave Hawk a glance and then allowed him to sit down.
Hawk thanked him and sat back down.
Just as he planned to continue pondering the potential between "Gammanien" and "Gamma Rays," a slip of paper was pushed over to him.
Hawk looked at the paper.
It read:
"Has the independent application hearing at the court been set?"
"...Yes, this afternoon."
Hawk thought for a moment, wrote his answer in neat handwriting beneath the question, and pushed the paper back.
His apartment had been forcibly demolished by aliens, and the new welfare apartment hadn't been arranged yet.
But Hawk thought he might not wait for a new welfare apartment at all.
The administrative efficiency of the New York City Government is notoriously slow, and he's not the only orphan who lost a welfare apartment; Hawk speculated that when it would finally be his turn, he might have to wait until next year.
And by next year, he'd be eighteen.
So...
Hawk had been looking for a cheap rental apartment these days.
After all, he can't live like a refugee, packed with a bunch of people in a hangar with all sorts of smells, and constantly worrying about whether those who've lost their homes and have no insurance compensation might resort to extreme measures.
Anyway, if he doesn't move now, he'll have to move next year, so he might as well just move now.
However, since he's not yet eighteen, from a legal perspective, he's not qualified, and no one would rent a place to him.
Hence, Hawk had been taking leave in the afternoons these days to go to the Queens family court to handle his application for early independence.
And because of these afternoon leaves, Gwen knew the reason for his absences.
Not because Hawk told her actively.
He wasn't that idle.
In a word.
Hawk was a student.
Gwen was a student assistant.
And she was also a student assistant in the same year as Hawk.
...