Gwen actually lied.
She didn't rush back from Berwick's because of the yearbook and address book.
Gwen had only one reason for returning to New York City early:she wanted to see for herself if Hawke was injured.
After all there was a video circulating online yesterday.
Although the filming technique was shaky like a Parkinson's patient, the image vaguely showed a giant monster, as large as a black hill, appearing on the African savanna.
It looked exactly like the blackened Hulk.
There was also a blurry figure fighting the black Hulk, but its size was insignificant compared to the black Hulk.
It is said that the blogger who uploaded this video is from East Asia.
He travels among the indigenous tribes of Africa year-round, doing trade, and happened to see this scene on his way to Wakanda.
Although the video was taken down in less than ten minutes,and although the blogger later apologized for fabricating the video for traffic,those who know, know.
Gwen was certain that the blurry-looking person fighting the Black Hulk in the video uploaded by the East Asian blogger was her boyfriend, Hawke.
So!
Although Hawke sounded relaxed on the phone, Gwen wouldn't feel at ease until she came back to confirm it with her own eyes.
Now,having received confirmation, Gwen completely relaxed.
Looking at Hawke pushing her suitcase beside her, she smiled slightly and naturally took his arm, walking towards the airport parking lot.
A while later,after Hawke put Gwen's luggage in the trunk, he got into the car, started the engine, and smiled at Gwen, who was already fastened in the passenger seat and looking at him.
"How was your study abroad trip to Berkeley? Are you satisfied?"
"To be honest, not really."
Gwen shrugged, and after Hawke drove out of the airport, she started talking about her experience in Berkeley:
"I thought New York City was safe enough, but I didn't expect Berkeley to be even worse."
As she spoke, she mentioned that she had almost been robbed three times by black thugs while shopping in Berkeley these past few days.
Good grief.
And it was daytime then.
But.
Gwen smiled with some relief and looked at Hawke.
"Luckily, Kara was here."
"Kara?"
"The bodyguard you found for me, you don't not know her name, do you?"
"Oh, I remember now."
Hawke realized.
Kara Paramakis, with long brown hair and delicate features, was the bodyguard Anna had recommended.
However, he didn't pay much attention to Kara.
In short,he didn't care about the process, only the result; good or bad, he would blame Anna.
If Gwen was alright, he would remember Anna's kindness.
Similarly, if Gwen had any problems, he would only contact Anna, since Kara was recommended and vouched for by Anna.
It was that simple.
Hawke thought to himself, then looked at Gwen.
"Do you still want to go to Berkeley?"
"Sure, I'll stay in the dorms anyway, I won't even leave campus."
After all, what did Berkeley's poor security have to do with Berkeley? She was going to Berkeley to study, not to settle down in Berkeley.
Gwen smiled and explained her solution, then changed the subject: "I've finished talking, how about you, how was your trip to Africa?"
Hawke smiled and said, "Perfect."
Although this trip to Africa had more twists and turns than his first trip to Quantico, delaying him by a full half month,good things come to those who wait.
His gains this time were enormous.
He had modified his cosmos into a Phoenix cosmos that was more in line with the Marvel Cinematic Universe.
And he had also managed to create the Phoenix Cloth.
Most importantly,he also learned in advance that his sister Anya was in Hell.
Anya was doing well in Hell.
As long as he didn't die, Anya would be doing well until he went to Hell to pick her up.
This was even confirmed by Mephisto himself.
So.
Hawk thought for a moment, glanced at Gwen, nodded, and added,
"It couldn't be better."
"What's with that black Hulk?"
Gwen smiled and spoke immediately after Hawk finished speaking.
"That was."
Hawk subconsciously began, then paused slightly, glancing at Gwen again.
His eyebrows twitched.
"Did you see something?"
"Guess."
Gwen sat sideways in the passenger seat, looking at Hawk with a gentle smile, but she didn't actually let Hawk guess.
Instead, she mentioned the video that appeared online yesterday, filmed and uploaded by an Eastern blogger who did business with various indigenous tribes in Africa, which was taken down after less than ten minutes.
Hawk understood.
Especially after Gwen mentioned that the blogger who filmed the video was from East Asia, it seemed even more reasonable.
It's common knowledge.
Even on Marvel Earth, East Asians are notorious for their street smarts.
You can find at least one East Asian in any corner of the world.
Hawk thought to himself, then shrugged at Gwen's curious gaze.
"Okay, just like you saw in the video."
"It really is Hulk? Didn't you kill him?"
Gwen frowned slightly, recalling how Hawk had clearly killed Hulk at Culver Lake before Christmas last year.
"Bruce Banner really found a way to resurrect Hulk?"
"Not entirely."
Hawk thought for a moment and shook his head: "Rather than saying it was Bruce Banner who resurrected Hulk, it's more accurate to say it was Mephisto."
Bruce Banner's idea was a life for a life.
But if Mephisto hadn't agreed, Bruce Banner's idea wouldn't have been possible.
After all, once a soul enters Hell, it belongs to Mephisto.
"You think you can just switch?
No way!"
Gwen, hearing the name Mephisto from Hawke's mouth, widened her eyes and looked at Hawke.
"This Mephisto, is he the Lord of Hell you were talking about to Anya?"
Hawke nodded.
"Yes."
He then recounted how Mephisto had modified the Hulk, turning him into the Demon Hulk, and thrown him up to test his mettle.
Gwen listened to Hawke's explanation, her expression turning to shock.
She looked at Hawke.
"So you knew Bruce Banner was planning to take revenge on you, that's why you went to Africa.
After all, it's a vast, sparsely populated place, no one would see the fight?"
Hawke shook his head.
"No, I went to find Vibranium."
"Vibranium."
Gwen reacted, then was shocked again.
Hawke looked at Gwen's expression and laughed.
"Wakanda, I'm going to Wakanda. Vibranium is in Wakanda."
Gwen didn't speak, but instead took out her phone, her fingers tapping rapidly, quickly finding public information about Wakanda online.
"Wakanda, a resource-poor, economically fragile, and underdeveloped small nation primarily composed of tribal alliances."
"The United Nations has once again provided Wakanda with a new batch of food aid to help it weather the Great Famine."
"Tribal conflicts in Wakanda are escalating, and the United Nations is calling for the avoidance of a refugee crisis."
"Wakanda's current King T'Chaka spoke at the United Nations, appealing for additional economic aid."
Gwen scrolled through online information about Wakanda, speaking while giving Hawk a strange look.
It was as if she were saying, "Are you sure this godforsaken place has vibranium?"
Hawk smiled slightly, then, as he had explained to Maria Hill, revealed to Gwen Wakanda's true nature: while possessing vast amounts of vibranium and quietly developing into a high-tech nation, Wakanda feigned poverty and appealed for more economic and food aid from the international community.
Gwen continued scrolling through her phone.
"You mean Wakanda was exposed yesterday, but I didn't see any news about it?"
"Not that fast."
Hawke had already driven to Stacy's apartment building.
He parked the car, opened the trunk, took out his luggage, and walked into the building with Gwen.
"It was only exposed yesterday. The Five Good Men are probably still in a meeting. Anyway, one thing is certain."
"What?"
"Oil generates the Ukrainian army. Do you think this massive amount of vibranium will summon the Ukrainian army?"
"..."
Gwen didn't speak.
But silence meant tacit agreement.
The answer was obvious.
Oil summons the Ukrainian army, while vibranium summons the Five Good Men.
Ten days later, an international news item appeared on the headlines of newspapers in various countries.
United Nations Statement: In view of the escalating tribal conflict in Wakanda, which has already caused hundreds of civilian casualties, the Five Good Men of the Security Council unanimously resolved to form a joint peacekeeping force to be deployed to Wakanda to restore peace and stability to the region!
Upon seeing this news, the uninformed onlookers couldn't help but sigh.
In short.
With the five great philanthropists joining forces to serve Wakanda, the country's fortune is truly immense.
It's as if Wakanda's ancestral graves are emitting smoke.
And indeed, that's exactly what happened.
Thick smoke billowed from Mount Wakandan, a sacred mountain containing a massive amount of vibranium.
The scientists from S.H.I.E.L.D., looking at the data they had collected, were visibly excited.
"Sir."
"How is it?"
"A massive amount!"
"Good."
The commander of the peacekeeping force formed by the five great philanthropists, looking at the data reported by the scientists, couldn't help but laugh a few times, and then immediately reported the massive amount of vibranium discovered in just ten days.
Maria Hill was also present.
However, she was currently standing on Mount Wakandan, gazing into the distance at the futuristic-looking Wakanda capital and palace complex.
Outside the Wakanda capital, tanks roared and rolled.
A fighter jet squadron formed by the five philanthropists roared in from afar, and several air-to-ground missiles exploded over the Wakanda capital with deafening roars.
Accompanying the explosions, a vibranium energy shield, resembling a golden dome, appeared in the sky above Wakanda.
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