A man’s promise weighs a thousand pounds.
If he says he’ll repay a favor, he will repay it.
If he says he’ll kill his entire family, he will definitely kill his entire family.
Hawk is clear about grudges and kindness.
He didn’t give Namor a chance; he told him to hand over the last remnant of Wakanda, Shuri, and he would pretend nothing happened.
But not only did Namor not accept his proposal, he even launched an attack on him.
So Hawk cannot be blad.
Since that’s the case, let Namor and his Underwater Kingdom Talokan follow in Wakanda’s footsteps and be destroyed together.
But...
Hawk only rembers that Marvel’s King Namor and his Underwater Kingdom Talokan should be in so deep part of the Atlantic Ocean.
But he doesn’t rember the exact location.
If Namor hadn’t been injured by him, he would have imdiately gone to the Atlantic and conducted a carpet search on the seabed.
But now that Namor is injured, it will take at least a year for him to recover.
So...
Hawk thought of the Five Great Benefactors.
He believes that once the Five Great Benefactors know that Talokan also has Vibranium ore veins and so kind of magical herb that allows people to adapt to underwater after drinking it, they will definitely be interested in Talokan and even take proactive action.
As long as the Five Great Benefactors make a move, he can just sit back and wait.
There is no direct conflict between him and the Five Great Benefactors, and their cooperation in the Wakanda incident was also quite pleasant.
Hawk got what he wanted, which was the destruction of Wakanda.
The Five Great Benefactors also got what they wanted, which was the division of Wakanda’s Vibranium ore veins.
Now Talokan is just another Wakanda.
The Five Great Benefactors are responsible for finding Talokan, and Hawk is responsible for destroying Wakanda. Then the Five Great Benefactors will pay Hawk for his efforts and take over the aftermath of Talokan.
Perfect.
When Sharon heard Hawk ntion that Talokan also has Vibranium ore veins and so kind of magical herb, she imdiately realized Hawk’s plan.
The next second.
She looked at Hawk with a sowhat strange expression: "You are probably the first person globally to order around the Five Great Benefactors like this."
Hawk looked at Sharon and said with a smile, "Just tell if they will listen to ."
Sharon nodded without much hesitation, "They will!"
Undoubtedly.
As long as she reports the existence of Vibranium ore veins at the bottom of the Atlantic, the joint fleet composed of the Five Great Benefactors will head to the Atlantic imdiately.
Even if they know Hawk is ordering them around for his benefit, they are unable to refuse.
After all, Hawk offers so much.
In one word.
Hawk is not interested in Vibranium, but the Five Great Benefactors are extrely interested in it.
So—
Sharon took out her satellite phone and first reported the matter of Vibranium at the bottom of the Atlantic to Director Hill and Commander Hand. After hanging up, she looked at Hawk.
"The director has already contacted the Security Council."
"Good, inform as soon as it’s found."
Hawk smiled slightly and looked at Sharon, "Anything else you want to ask?"
Sharon nodded.
"rrick..."
"He’s dead."
"So, you’re saying we captured a real Clone?"
"Yes."
"But didn’t you say Clones couldn’t have souls, then..."
"Look."
Hawk opened his right hand and once again summoned his trophy, the Red Apple that looked like it had been bitten, into his palm from the Netherworld.
Sharon blinked at the Red Apple that appeared in Hawk’s hand.
"A bitten apple?"
"Here’s a hint for you," Hawk said with a smile, "Think in the direction of mythology."
Upon hearing this, Sharon pondered Hawk’s hint while focusing intently on the Red Apple in Hawk’s palm.
What could a bitten Red Apple represent in mythology?
Thoughts raced through Sharon’s mind, flipping through mythical stories at lightning speed.
The next second.
Sharon seed to realize sothing, her pupils instantly widened, and her hands instinctively covered her mouth, her gaze continuously shifting between Hawk’s face and the Red Apple in his hand.
"You’re saying this bitten apple is from Eden..."
"Yes."
"Hiss!"
Upon getting Hawk’s nod of confirmation, Sharon gasped sharply.
Hawk then returned the Red Apple to his Netherworld.
Sharon, being a professional S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent, quickly regained the composure essential to her role despite the montary shock.
"But it doesn’t make sense; what does this have to do with the Clone’s soul? This apple is known as the Wisdom Fruit."
"Where does wisdom co from?"
"Consciousness?"
"Where does consciousness co from?"
"Sou..."
Upon hearing this, Sharon’s expression beca enlightened, then she furrowed her brows again, "But where did rrick get this thing?"
Hawk smiled slightly.
"From S.H.I.E.L.D."
"What?"
"rrick said he found this thing in the warehouse while trying to identify a strange creature for you guys in so sandbox."
Hawk omitted the part where rrick found it under God’s guidance.
After all—
Sharon had a cross hanging around her neck.
He’s a kind-hearted person, and Sharon is his friend, so he didn’t want his friend’s faith to collapse.
Like, God might not be such a good guy after all.
At most, phisto treats Earth as his soul farm, while God wants to turn Earth into his pasture.
"The sandbox does indeed hold many magical and unknown things, but I haven’t been there."
Listening to Hawk ntion the ’sandbox’ na, Sharon furrowed her brows thoughtfully and then said, "When I get back, I’ll apply for the sandbox’s entry logs to see when this Red Apple was gathered."
Hawk responded with a hum and then got up from the deck.
Sharon followed closely behind.
After standing up, Hawk stretched lazily, ready to return to New York City, but before leaving, he looked at Sharon again.
"Any more questions?"
"Yes."
"Speak."
"Those many clones found after the explosion on Molokai Island?"
"Burn them."
Looking at Sharon, who seed hesitant to speak, Hawk said, "You know , I never cared about those clones. If you guys want to clone, go ahead, really, just don’t let know."
Upon hearing this, Sharon waved her hands hastily, "No, no, we won’t, burning them is good, burning them is really good."
Hawk laughed heartily, "Don’t be so tense, Sharon, I’m joking. I know with you, Maria Hill, and Commander Hand around, you wouldn’t try to clone ."
Sharon breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you, so does this an the cloning crisis is over?"
"Yes."
"That’s good."
Sharon nodded and then, seemingly having thought of sothing, looked at Hawk, "One last question, when you were in Georgia, after Natasha confird that the captured rrick was a clone, you said it was related to the dinsional war."
Upon hearing this, Hawk looked at Sharon without speaking.
Sharon noticed the odd expression gradually erging on Hawk’s face, and her heart skipped a beat. Cautiously, she said, "Can’t ask? You just said I could ask any question."
Hawk shook his head, "Don’t be tense, Sharon. Once again, we’re friends, you can ask anything. If I know the answer, I’ll tell you. But this question, I’m only considering if you really want to know the answer."
From the mont Sharon appeared until now, even though she hadn’t provided Hawk with as much tily help as his first friend, Anna,
It was undeniable that Sharon was attentive.
Even if Sharon had a purpose, trying to build a good relationship with him.
But actions speak louder than intentions.
Sharon’s phone number was already stored in his seldom-used phone contacts.
No last na, just a first na.
So...
Hawk looked at Sharon, "This answer might be hard for you to accept, so think it over. If you really want to know, ask again, and I’ll tell you truthfully."
Listening to Hawk’s words, Sharon’s eyes flickered, but she didn’t ponder much, and looked at Hawk, nodding.
"Yes, I want to know."
"Alright, ask then."
"Dinsional war..."
"Heaven Dinsion and Hell Dinsion."
"...Wait."
Sharon’s eyes widened, "Heaven, is it that Heaven, the one I’m thinking of?"
Hawk nodded.
"Yes."
"Hiss!"
Sharon gasped in shock once again.
Seeing Sharon’s pupils constrict with surprise again, Hawk chuckled and said, "Are you sure you want to continue? What cos next might shatter your faith, I rember you being a believer."
Sharon’s expression turned calm again, and after taking a deep breath, she looked at Hawk.
"My faith is separate from my work. Also, aren’t you a believer too? I rember you participated in the church’s boys’ choir."
"I have a good voice, and singing once at the baptism ceremony would earn fifty US dollars."
Hawk shrugged.
Once again.
Even though he was raised by the church in this life and carried the church’s surna for seventeen years, his faith hadn’t wavered.
In a word.
His soul ca from the East; he is a pragmatic Divine Spirit believer.
Looking at Hawk, who frankly said he did it for money, Sharon opened her mouth, then shook her head, bringing the topic back to the dinsional war.
"So..."
"The war between Heaven and Hell."
"Yes."
"What does this have to do with my faith? I don’t understand why it would shake it."
"Unless..."
Furrowing her brows, Sharon seed to realize sothing but looked at Hawk with disbelief as her pupils contracted rapidly: "Heaven is not Heaven, Hell is not Hell."
Facing Sharon’s gaze, Hawk’s expression remained calm.
"Yes, Heaven isn’t the Heaven you think it is, nor is Hell the Hell you understand."
"What’s going on?"
Sharon took a deep breath, looking at Hawk, her eyes firm and with a thirst for the truth.
"Please, tell ."
"That starts from the birth of Earth."
"..."
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