History will remember this day.
Because the moment Hawke blasted through Wakanda's vibranium energy shield with a "Phoenix Wing Soaring," the instant the shield shattered, Wakanda's dream of continuing to quietly amass wealth while seeking UN relief food was utterly shattered.
However none of this mattered to Hawke anymore.
Just as he told Maria Hill, he could help, and now that he had done so, he naturally went back to where he came from.
As he said before,Hawke felt he had been out long enough.
It was time to go home.
By the time Hawke returned to New York City, it was already nine o'clock at night.
Hawke walked straight out of JFK International Airport and into the parking lot.
His Audi A8 was still there.
Hawke opened the car door, started the engine, and after paying the hefty parking fee, as he drove away from the airport, something suddenly occurred to him.
Speaking of which when he went to Quantico, he encountered robbers at the airport and had an accident.
It seems the same thing happened on this trip to Africa.
The plane was grounded, and after several twists and turns, he finally arrived in Africa.
Hmm!
Will I encounter accidents every time I leave New York City and go out into the world?
Hawke wondered curiously.
Just then, the phone rang.
It was Anna.
Hawke took out his phone, glanced at the number, and answered immediately.
"Good evening, Anna."
"It's almost dawn here."
"What time is it where you are?"
"Five in the morning."
Hawke chuckled upon hearing Anna's time: "You've arrived in Wakanda?"
Anna laughed: "Hawk, we're friends, you should tell us what's going on here."
Hawke laughed heartily: "This gift was originally mine for you, Anna, don't you think this is better? It saves you from making up sources."
This was the truth.
He had thought of Anna, which was why he told Maria Hill the truth about Wakanda.
Anna was slightly taken aback by Hawke's explanation.
"Given to me?"
"Of course."
Hawke smiled and said, "You've helped me a lot.
I've always been very generous to my friends, just like I said before.
I don't care what side they're on when I make friends.
You're my friend, so because of you, I told Maria Sylvakanda the truth.
So, Anna, tell the people behind you to promote you and give you a raise. Just say that's what I said."
Anna laughed on the other end of the phone.
"Okay, Hawke, I'll tell my boss."
"That's right. I only took a small amount of vibranium from Wakanda. There's still a lot left. How much you take is up to you, but you're experts in this area."
"Thank you for the gift, I love it, Hawke."
"I'm glad you like it,"
Hawke said, then added, "By the way, please keep an eye on Jane Foster's movements. Let me know when she goes to London."
He didn't remember the exact time the Reality Stone, the Aether, appeared on Earth. After all, the movies didn't specify the exact date and location of its appearance.
But Hawke remembered clearly that the Aether appeared around the time Jane Foster went to London.
So.
keeping an eye on Jane Foster would lead to the Reality Stone; that was undeniable.
As soon as Jane Foster went to London, he would immediately follow her, making it easy to obtain the Reality Stone.
Hawke then asked Anna to keep an eye on Jane Foster and let him know when she went to London.
Anna responded with a "thank you" on the other end of the phone, then jokingly said she was going to ask her boss for a bonus before hanging up.
Hawke also hung up and focused on driving towards his apartment on Palm Street in Manhattan's East Village.
A slight smile played on his lips.
Just as he had told Anna, he had indeed considered troubling her with so many things, and thus thought of exposing Wakanda as a gift to her, or rather, to Hydra behind her.
But that was only one reason.
There were two others.
One reason was simple.
Hawke looked down on Wakanda, who secretly developed while receiving relief supplies from others.
He wanted to expose Wakanda's ugly face to the world.
If you don't want to be human, then don't be human.
Hawke could even foresee that with Wakanda's exposure and the emergence of large amounts of vibranium, the five great philanthropists would be the first to become restless.
This was his third objective.
With the world's attention focused on Wakanda, he could then attend to his own affairs.
After all, if Wakanda remained hidden, whether he liked it or not, his epic battle with the Hulk on the plains would keep him under constant scrutiny for a long time.
But with Wakanda, things were different.
The reason was simple:the benefits of keeping an eye on the Hulk were unknown, and a misstep could easily provoke the Hulk into another massive explosion at Quantico.
But the benefits of targeting Wakanda are undeniable.
Leaving aside the massive amounts of vibranium, just considering Wakanda's advanced technology alone, if the Five Great Men obtained it, their power would increase at a visible rate.
This includes the Hydra, which is secretly parasitizing them!
Therefore targeting Wakanda aligns with everyone's shared interests.
As for whether Wakanda has any objections?
Ha.
When Wakanda chose to conceal and deceive, deceiving the Five Great Men at the UN General Assembly to receive relief supplies meant for the truly poor, their opinions became irrelevant.
If you dare to conceal today, you'll dare to turn against humanity tomorrow.
The Five Great Men think Wakanda is kindly distributing relief supplies to you because you're poor, and Wakanda is treating them like colonels.
Tsk tsk.
Wakanda's behavior of treating the Five Great Men like monkeys is far more egregious than Gaddafi's actions.
So this time, the Five Great Men don't even need a reason.
They have a legitimate cause!
The gods Wakanda worships are now useless; only the Five Good People know what fate awaits Wakanda.
But this is none of Hawk's concern anymore.
An hour later,Hawk drove back to his home on Palm Street.
It was already 10 PM.
Once home, Hawk immediately took off his Aegis T-shirt, rushed into the bathroom, and turned on the shower.
The icy water instantly washed over Hawk's body.
Within his cosmos,every part radiated the Phoenix Aura, slowly circulating.
The Phoenix Cloth, at its very center, was gradually strengthening itself with the power of the cosmos.
Because of the Phoenix Cloth's early all-in bet on the Reality Cloth, Hawk's current cosmos was probably at the peak of the Bronze level.
But that wasn't enough to go to Hell.
First, he needed to find the Reality Stone, and then use its materialization ability to push his cosmos to the level of a Gold Saint.
Only then would he have the right to talk about going to Hell.
However this can't be rushed.
After all, the Reality Stone hasn't appeared yet, and until it does, all he can do is wait.
Soon.
After showering, Hawke came out of the bathroom, saw his phone ringing on the bed, walked over, looked at the caller ID, and answered with a smile.
"Hello, Gwen."
"You're back in New York?"
"Yeah."
"Then I'll go back tomorrow."
"Hmm wait a minute."
Hawke threw back the covers, lay on the bed, and blinked: "Back tomorrow? Wasn't it supposed to be two months? Only half a month has passed."
He remembered that Gwen's study abroad trip to Berkeley University was two months long.
She's already back after only half a month?
Gwen smiled on the other end of the phone and said, "It was two months, but I didn't say I had to stay for the full two months. Mary asked me the other day when I was coming back.
You forgot? We're graduating this semester, and our yearbook and address book need to be prepared in advance, so I'm planning to go back to school to help."
The yearbook is an album with individual photos of each graduate and a group photo of all graduates.
The address book, a magical phone book, records the contact information of alumni who have achieved success since graduating from Midtown High School.
It's a networking gift from Midtown High School to its graduates.
Hawke, listening to Gwen's words and remembering that Gwen was still the grade's assistant, smiled and said, "Okay, what time tomorrow? I'll pick you up from the airport."
Gwen smiled and said, "I'll be there at ten, ten-thirty is fine, I need to get my luggage."
Hawke nodded.
After a while,the two chatted on the phone for a bit before hanging up.
Hawke looked at the phone in his hand, thought for a moment, tossed it aside, turned off the light, lay down on the bed, and closed his eyes.
The next day.
Hawke drove to JFK International Airport again.
Ten-thirty in the morning.
Gwen, pulling her luggage, walked out of the exit and headed towards the parking lot, looking around anxiously for Hawke, her expression seemingly tense and worried.
Just then.
Gwen, who was searching for Hawke, suddenly felt her left hand, which was gripping the suitcase handle, being gently tapped twice.
She instinctively released her grip.
Gwen looked to the side and saw Hawke, who had appeared sometime earlier and was now naturally pushing her suitcase.
Hawke smiled slightly.
"Welcome home."
"Mm."
Gwen looked at Hawke, who was now beside her, and pursed her lips.
The worry and tension that had been on her face vanished the moment she saw Hawke, replaced by a relieved smile.
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