Manhattan.
East Village.
Palm Community.
A yellow Corolla slowly approached from not far away, drove to the door of the orange-walled villa which had changed owners and been renamed a month ago, took a turn, and headed uphill towards the garage beside the villa.
As Gwen drove the car to the garage door, the garage door automatically opened to both sides.
Gwen drove the car into the garage, parking it beside a black Audi A8 which gleamed under the lights.
This black Audi A8 was purchased by Hawk after moving here.
Ever since Hawk bought this A8, Gwen's yellow Corolla has barely been used on school days.
Don't ask.
Ask and it's Hawk's male chauvinism feeling embarrassed to hitch a ride, Gwen doesn't mind.
To this day, the Audi A8's passenger seat has completely taken on Gwen's shape.
After getting out of the car, Gwen opened the Corolla's trunk, picked up the shopping bags purchased from the supermarket she passed by, and walked towards the door leading from the garage to the living room.
Just as she opened the door, Gwen heard rhythmic punching sounds coming from the backyard.
She glanced over.
Sure enough.
Still punching bags.
Gwen smiled slightly, placing the car keys and shopping bags on the bar counter, then slipped both hands into the pockets of her woolen coat, grabbed a towel from the coffee table while passing through the living room, and headed towards the backyard.
In the backyard, the sandbag suspended under a tree was shaking under Hawk's one-sided assault, letting out painful moans.
Hawk's upper body was bare, and as he punched, his energy surged, white steam rose from him like smoke signals.
Gwen stepped out of the living room, watched Hawk engrossed in punching, and stood silently, smiling as she admired the masterpiece of him boxing.
After a while.
Hawk threw his ten-thousandth punch at the sandbag in front of him.
Boom!
The sandbag suddenly stopped, then with a poof, the bottom of the sandbag split open, and the filling inside poured out instantly.
Gwen, appreciating this scene while leaning against the railing, raised an eyebrow.
"How many is this? The tenth?"
"Eleventh."
Hawk glanced at the wrecked sandbag, said, and turned towards where Gwen was standing.
Gwen chuckled, tossed the towel she was holding at Hawk as he approached.
"Go take a shower, I'll cook, mom taught me a new dish yesterday."
"Okay."
Hawk took the towel, looked at Gwen who had turned and walked into the living room after saying that, and followed her inside while wiping his forehead with the towel he didn't need.
Gwen carried the grocery bag towards the kitchen.
Hawk, meanwhile, headed up the stairs to the master bedroom on the third floor.
In the bathroom.
As the shower turned on, standing beneath the showerhead, Hawk's blood, which had just boiled from exercise, vaporized even more like smoke signals.
Amidst the mist enveloping him, faint shadows of the Cyan Dragon and Fire Phoenix emerged.
Hawk closed his eyes, his consciousness sank into the Little Cosmos, then looked up at the starry sky.
Upon sight.
The starry sky of the Little Cosmos, previously adorned only by Phoenix, now added a second constellation.
Phoenix, wings spread westward!
Dragon, head raised, rising east!
In the starry sky of the Little Cosmos, the newly lit Dragon and Phoenix constellations seemed to have delineated territories, yet appeared to complement each other, protecting one another.
In the starry sky.
Phoenix spreads its wings.
Dragon lifts its head!
Yes.
His second constellation, the Dragon, has been lit.
In fact, Hawk had already outlined the Dragon constellation when he was at Calvin Cemetery.
But truly lighting the Dragon happened five days ago.
After returning from Quantico, he vaguely felt the time to light the Dragon was ripe, thus postponed his trip to Africa, planning to light the Dragon first.
Sharpen the axe before chopping wood.
And lighting the Dragon five days ago proved his choice was correct.
The Little Cosmos is the foundation of the Saint Warriors' strength.
The stronger the Little Cosmos, the stronger the Saint Warriors.
His Little Cosmos became stronger as the Dragon constellation was lit.
Not a false strengthening.
But a real strengthening.
At the moment the Dragon was lit, Hawk found his Little Cosmos expanding at a visibly rapid pace.
Originally, the Little Cosmos could only accommodate the Phoenix Star Map, now it could easily fit both Phoenix and Dragon with room to spare.
However, his Little Cosmos still respects the Phoenix as supreme.
Asked and answered, the Phoenix was the first constellation he lit.
But he also gained the core power of the Dragon.
The Dragon's ferocity and the Dragon's guardianship.
But the greatest gain wasn't just these.
After lighting the Dragon, Hawk seemed to finally see the doorway to the Sixth Sense he had longed for.
He felt as if he could see the door to the Sixth Sense.
This is great.
Previously, Hawk didn't even know where the door to the Sixth Sense was.
Now it's different.
He already knows where the door to the Sixth Sense is, which makes what's next much easier.
Following this path, he would be able to touch the gateway to the Sixth Sense, then push it open, thereby mastering the Sixth Sense to elevate his Little Cosmos once more.
These days, Hawk has been looking up information about Wakanda online, trying to see if he can make further progress on the path to the Sixth Sense before heading to Wakanda.
The result...
The Sixth Sense, visible but intangible.
As for Wakanda?
Hawk couldn't wait for summer vacation; he planned to ask his counselor for a leave of absence in a few days and then head straight to Wakanda.
Anyway, he had already received the September admission letter from New York University, so the last semester didn't matter much whether he attended or not.
The same for other students.
Except for those who haven't received early college admissions and are still scrambling to consult counselors about other universities, most students with early admissions have almost all taken leave one after another.
Some are thinking of taking advantage of this last semester to work and save more money for their college life.
Others are going to visit their future universities early, as invited by the colleges.
Some simply don't want to attend classes anymore and just plan to stay home and rest.
Midtown High School won't make it difficult for them.
Because those who have received early admission letters have already completed the required credits and could graduate even if they don't attend any classes in the final semester.
Of course.
Just don't miss the graduation ceremony in June and the graduation dance afterward.
After a while.
When Hawk finished his shower and changed into the clothes Gwen had picked out for him during their shopping trip last weekend, he came downstairs to the dining room to find Gwen had already prepared breakfast.
Hawk's eyes lit up, looking at the breakfast already set on the table.
"Wow."
"How is it?"
Gwen smiled at Hawk, looking for his assessment.
Hawk looked at Gwen with a serious expression.
"Honestly, what would I do without you?"
"Then don't lose me."
Gwen, busy organizing the family recipe cards she got from her mom Helen, replied to Hawk with a serious face, then her face blossomed into a smile: "Hurry up and eat, see how it tastes."
Hawk nodded, pulled out a chair, and sat down.
Gwen held the recipe cards, sat opposite Hawk, and waited for him to finish while copying new cards.
In the Federation, the recipes of every housewife are passed down in the form of cards.
The cards Gwen had were the same.
But she would have to return these cards to her mom Helen later, though she could copy a set to keep there and hand over to her daughter in the future.
"By the way."
While eating the breakfast Gwen made, Hawk suddenly remembered about Wakanda and lifted his gaze to ask Gwen, who was earnestly copying recipe cards: "You're going to Berkeley University next week, right?"
Gwen, copying cards, nodded: "Yes, going next week, back by the end of May for two months."
Berkeley University had sent her an invitation, inviting her for a two-month university preview journey next week.
After confirming the time with Gwen, Hawk nodded and said nothing more.
Just right.
Next week, Gwen would be visiting Berkeley University.
He would be visiting African Wakanda.
Yes.
Perfect.
Very soon.
After finishing breakfast and copying recipe cards, Hawk and Gwen tidied up the dining table and prepared to start work outside.
Trimming the lawn.
Here's a cold joke.
In the Federation, if you don't regularly trim the lawn in front of your door, you need to pay a fine.
It's the same for hanging clothes outside.
Some states are even stricter; you might get fined for growing vegetables.
Luckily, the original homeowner's storeroom had left a lawnmower specially bought for trimming lawns.
Hawk, after pushing out the lawnmower, couldn't help marveling once more at Gwen expertly checking the machine: "Honestly, what would I do without you?"
Gwen looked up at Hawk, and once again seriously said: "Again, don't lose me."
With that said.
Gwen pulled with her right hand, and as the sound of puttering came out, the lawnmower instantly went into working mode.
Although Gwen's family lived in an apartment building.
But...
Gwen's grandfather was a farmer in the south, so she was quite adept with all sorts of tools.
Thus, under Gwen's guidance, Hawk pushed the lawnmower to trim the lawn at the entrance.
The neighbors in Palm Community, hearing the noise of the lawnmower, witnessed the scene. Some turned back to their rooms, while others brightened up and pushed out their own lawnmowers.
After all, it was the weekend, and they had nothing else to do. Before long, several lawnmowers' sounds resonated above Palm Community.
By the time Hawk finished trimming the two patches of lawn at the entrance, it was already 11 a.m.
Seeing the task complete, Gwen was ready to leave.
She had plans to go shopping with Mary this afternoon.
Hawk smiled as he watched Gwen back the car out of the garage: "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."
Gwen nodded and then drove the car out of the garage.
Watching Gwen leave the neighborhood, Hawk was just about to turn around to clean the lawnmower when suddenly.
The door to the Sixth Sense trembled suddenly.
The next second.
Hawk erupted with a formidable aura, swiftly turned again, and focused his gaze in the direction Gwen had left!
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