Why did Hawk work so hard to become stronger?
Wasn't it to take control of his own destiny?
Oh.
Now someone just wants to get his blood?
Heh.
Dream on.
It was just Gwen earlier, but if it had been anyone else, Hawk guaranteed that the moment that person's blood collection needle fell, their head would have been blown off by Hawk.
However…
Gwen ignored Hawk's playful remark and instead re-examined the blood analysis report of Hawk's blood that had just come out.
Others might not understand it, but she could.
But precisely because she understood it, Gwen gasped.
Hawk's blood data had almost all gone off the charts.
The White blood cell count alone was already the maximum value the equipment could display, and the true data might even be higher.
And what did the White blood cell count indicate? It showed that Hawk's immune system was extremely powerful and efficient, possessing such a strong immune system that it could almost instantaneously identify and eliminate any foreign invaders, such as viruses, bacteria, and parasites.
It even suggested Hawk's astonishing recovery ability.
Gwen recalled the day of the lab accident; in just a moment, she had clearly seen Hawk bleeding, but his hand had recovered in a blink of an eye.
And all the other data…
In short.
If Gwen hadn't personally drawn the blood from Hawk's fingertip, just looking at this data alone, she would have absolutely believed it was faked.
Because this was simply not data a human being should possess.
"I once saw Captain America's blood test report online."
"Hawk."
"Your data is even more exaggerated than Captain America's. You haven't, like Captain America, injected the Super Soldier Serum, have you?"
Gwen couldn't help but look at Hawk. After ruling out mutation, the only option left was injecting the Super Soldier Serum.
But unfortunately.
Hawk shrugged.
"Not at all."
"Alright."
Seeing this, Gwen decisively dropped the topic, quickly tearing the test report in her hand to shreds, and then cleaning the machine thoroughly from inside out, finally rinsing the test tube three times under the Water faucet, and then throwing the damp, shredded paper into the nearby trash can.
She completely eliminated any possibility of this test report and blood sample being accidentally discovered by others.
Hawk watched Gwen complete all of this and couldn't help but let out a laugh.
"Is it necessary to be so nervous, Gwen?"
"It is necessary."
Gwen said to Hawk with a serious expression, "I have no doubt that if your data were exposed, you would definitely end up on an autopsy table."
Hawk raised an eyebrow, "That depends on whether they can catch me."
They can try to see if they can move him.
Because Hawk wouldn't mind turning their 'try' into 'die'.
Anyway, he had already started killing.
It was still the same saying.
Killing was no longer a choice for him; it was just a matter of how many to kill.
But Gwen's expression did not soften because of Hawk's words; instead, she looked at Hawk with a very serious expression.
"Hawk!"
"Hmm."
"Never let anyone know your blood data."
"…Alright."
Hawk looked at the serious Gwen, thought for a moment, and nodded.
Gwen's serious expression on her small face finally softened a bit. As she walked out of the laboratory with Hawk, she changed the subject.
"So what do we do next?"
"What?"
"Lizard Dr."
"It's none of our business."
Hawk shrugged, "His transformation into a Lizard monster wasn't caused by us. Maybe Lizard Dr. has already run off to Mexico by now."
Gwen thought for a moment and nodded.
"Possibly."
"Let's not talk about him anymore. What classes do you have this afternoon?"
"French. You?"
"Geography."
The two discussed their afternoon class schedules as they left Stark Building No. 3 behind them.
Just like that, three days passed in a flash.
During these three days, the hot topic caused by the Lizard monster gradually faded.
After all, since the Lizard monster appeared once on Williamsburg Bridge that day, it had not appeared again in these three days.
Everyone thought that the Lizard monster had either been secretly captured by the Military or had already fled New York.
New York's good neighbor Peter thought so too.
But…
In reality, Lizard Dr. had never left, and even at this very moment, he was staying in an underground pipe five blocks away from Midtown High School.
In the New York sewer system, a platform is set up at regular intervals.
And Lizard Dr.'s temporary base was set up on this platform.
But at this moment, Lizard Dr. had returned to the appearance of Lizard Dr..
However, after experiencing being a Lizard who was incredibly strong, had all limbs intact, and was only perhaps ugly in appearance, how could he be willing to revert to a powerless and even disabled human once the dosage wore off?
Perhaps Lizard Dr.'s initial intention for injecting the regenerative serum was to prevent the board from experimenting on those already pitiful disabled Military personnel.
But now Lizard Dr. had come to a realization.
There's nothing wrong with being human, but being a Lizard is stronger than ordinary people, more powerful than ordinary people, and offers a much wider world.
So Lizard Dr. decided on one thing.
He wouldn't be human anymore; he wanted to permanently become a Lizard.
To achieve this goal, the first step was to understand why the only successful White mouse succeeded.
Therefore, over these three days, he had been watching the surveillance footage from his laboratory here.
Finally…
As the hypnotic, mechanical sound, caused by the occasional surge of electricity, echoed in his ears, a sweating, grimy Lizard Dr. suddenly brightened, looking at the frozen image on the screen in front of him.
What he saw.
It was the scene of the White mouse with the severed tail licking the blood on the ground.
Lizard Dr. quickly rewound the video. Soon, the screen finally froze on the moment Hawk pulled his hand back from Gwen's sight.
"Hawk!"
"It's him!"
Lizard Dr. trembled all over after seeing this scene, and then his body involuntarily started shaking.
He was trembling with joy.
Because he had once had a good relationship with Hawk, Lizard Dr. felt that if he called Hawk, Hawk would definitely give him some blood to research.
That's what he thought, and that's what he did.
But just as Lizard Dr. was about to take out his phone, suddenly, a voice, as if from his own mind or echoing in his ears, spoke to him.
"No, he won't give it to you. How could he, with such powerful blood, give his blood to you?"
"…."
Lizard Dr. listened to the whispers, which seemed to echo in his mind and in his ears, and his eyes became dazed.
"Yes, he won't give it to me. How could he possibly give it to me? But what should I do?"
"Gwen…"
"Catch Gwen. She is Hawk's girlfriend. Catch Gwen and force him to give you his blood!"
"You're right, catch Gwen, force…"
Lizard Dr.'s gaze was unfocused as he mumbled and grabbed the last three regenerative serums beside him…
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