Five o'clock in the afternoon.
John F. Kennedy International Airport, New York, or John F. Kennedy International Airport for short.
George Stacey, Captain of the 19th Precinct of the New York Police Department, who felt like he was going crazy, was pacing back and forth near the exit.
Oh my god!
His precious cabbage, which he had painstakingly raised, was finally being eyed by a wild boar from outside.
And it was a wild boar.
But that wasn't the point.
The point was, from the current situation, it seemed that his own cabbage had actively sought out that wild boar.
George found it difficult to understand, but this was no longer the main point.
At this moment, George had only one thought in his mind.
He wanted to shoot that wild boar who had abducted his cabbage.
Just then.
The flight from Hagerstown Regional Airport in Maryland, arriving in New York, began disembarking passengers.
George, who had been pacing back and forth, took a deep breath and stood at the exit, looking inside.
The next moment.
His breathing once again became uncontrollably rapid.
Jesus Christ.
What did he see?
His precious daughter was holding hands with a wild… handsome wild boar from who-knows-where?
George's face instantly darkened.
Others waiting to pick up passengers nearby seemed to feel a certain chill, instinctively glanced at George, and then instinctively moved away from him.
Finally.
The couple, who had just gotten off the plane and had only recently confirmed their relationship, also felt the strong chill coming their way.
Gwen instinctively glanced in the direction the chill was coming from, then her small hand slapped Hawk's right hand loose: "Shit, it's Dad."
Hawk also saw George Stacey, Captain of the New York Police Department, standing at the exit, dressed in a black suit, looking righteous but emitting a chilling aura, at first glance.
Their eyes met.
He could see the vigilance and scrutiny in George Stacey's eyes as they fell upon him.
This was understandable.
Hawk thought that if it were him, and his daughter ran off without a word and then brought a man back, he would probably be even angrier than George Stacey.
Breaking that wild boar's legs would be considered light punishment.
What?
Now the wild boar was himself?
Oh.
Never mind then.
Hawk thought to himself.
But he was still a bit curious as to how he and Gwen had gotten to the point of holding hands.
The memories were a bit jumbled.
But…
He was very happy.
It was still the same old saying.
Hawk hadn't thought about falling in love, especially with Gwen Stacy, the first acknowledged girlfriend in Marvel.
But before, he didn't have the confidence.
But now he did.
Not only did he have it, but it was also very strong.
Next, once he gathered the meteorites, obtained Vibranium from Wakanda, and cobbled together his Phoenix Cloth, his confidence would grow even more.
Therefore!
Hawk watched Gwen, who had already run over to George Stacey and was pulling on his arm, his expression unchanged, maintaining eye contact with George, walked up to George, and extended his right hand first.
"Mr. Stacey, I'm Hawk. I'm sorry to have worried you."
"…"
George didn't speak, nor did he shake Hawk's hand. He just glanced at him, then ignored Hawk and looked at Gwen, who was standing beside him.
"Let's go, Helen is still waiting at home."
"Dad!"
"It's okay, Gwen."
Hawk calmly withdrew his right hand and said to Gwen, "You go back with Mr. Stacey first."
He understood George. At this moment, George not only wouldn't shake his hand, but even if he were to strike him, Hawk would at most dodge and not fight back.
After all, who made him the wild boar?
So…
After saying that, Hawk smiled slightly at Gwen again, then said goodbye to George, calling him Mr. Stacey, and left on his own, not wanting to make things difficult for Gwen.
An hour later.
Hawk returned to his apartment in Queens Bridge Park.
He turned on the light.
He had originally thought that after not returning for over twenty days, he would see a dust-covered room.
But…
There wasn't much dust, and even the shorts he had hung outside the window were folded neatly on the sofa.
There was also an envelope on the folded shorts.
This should be the letter that Dr. Connors asked Gwen to deliver, as she mentioned on the phone.
Hawk thought to himself, sat on the sofa, picked up the envelope, and took out a handwritten letter from inside.
This was a recommendation letter from Dr. Connors to New York University.
Hawk then remembered that Dr. Connors's doctorate was from New York University.
"Hiss!"
"This gift is quite substantial."
Hawk blinked.
To be honest, the weight of this gift was indeed considerable.
Although Dr. Connors's reputation could at most be considered icing on the cake, icing on the cake is still cake, and this recommendation letter, others would probably not be able to get it even if they wanted to.
After all, in the West, the meaning of a recommendation letter is actually a human transaction.
So…
If Hawk had received this recommendation letter before awakening his Little Universe, he would definitely have been very happy.
But now.
Hawk no longer cared whether he could attend New York University.
But he also hadn't thought of just not studying at all. He could only say that his mindset was now calm.
If I get it, it's my luck; if I lose it, it's my fate.
After all, he had now seen another different and even more exciting future.
However…
Thoughts aside, he still had to call Dr. Connors to express his gratitude for the recommendation letter.
Hawk turned the envelope over, and Gwen's handwritten number for Dr. Connors was on it.
He took out his phone from his pocket, then looked at the black screen of the phone, chuckled, stood up from the sofa, and walked into the bedroom.
In the bedroom.
Hawk connected his phone to the charger, sat on the edge of the bed, and waited for the phone to turn on.
Then, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the photo frame on his bedside table, which seemed to have been moved.
Hawk raised an eyebrow, reached out and readjusted the position of the photo frame, tilting it back towards his bedside.
No other reason.
He liked to sleep on his side, and with the photo frame placed like this, there was a 70% chance that he would see the photo frame first thing when he opened his eyes every day.
Done.
After repositioning the photo frame, Hawk smiled slightly, then looked at his phone, which had turned on, and called Dr. Connors.
The call connected quickly.
"This is Curtis…"
"Dr. Connors, it's me, Hawk."
Hawk introduced himself, then apologized for being away traveling for a while and only just getting back, which was why he had just seen the recommendation letter.
Dr. Connors on the other end of the phone seemed very happy.
Hawk chatted with Dr. Connors for a couple of minutes on the phone, then casually asked, "Dr. Connors sounds very happy. Did the experiment succeed?"
Dr. Connors laughed heartily.
"Almost. One of the lab mice has shown me hope for victory."
"...Well, congratulations in advance, Dr.."
"Thank you. Alright, Hawk, I need to get back to work."
"Okay, you go ahead."
"…"
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