Marvel: I Awake the Little Cosmos-Chapter 543 - 511: Respect Expires; Fear Remains

Traversing the cosmos, conquering the stars, this was the Federation’s original idea.

But—

Immortality.

This is the true idea in the mind of President Baron Turner, or rather, those real masters behind the Federation.

Even the current public opinion environment towards mutants in the Federation is deliberately created by this group of people.

The reason is simple.

If they don’t make the current situation of mutants so infamous, how can they feel justified in arresting and researching mutants?

After all, the Federation advocates freedom and human rights.

So they excluded mutants from humanity socially; if they’re not human, naturally they don’t have human rights.

In short!

Marginalizing mutants is just a tactic of the Federation; finding a way to immortality for those hidden masters is the ultimate goal.

Unfortunately, the idea is beautiful, but the reality is stark.

Because in this world, ever since mutants appeared, there hasn’t been a mutant with immortality.

Previously, Black Emperor Shaw, who could absorb energy to maintain eternal youth, was one.

But Black Emperor Shaw was a villain, intent on ruling the world, impossible for them to capture, and Black Emperor Shaw didn’t even have the idea of cooperating with them.

So Black Emperor Shaw died.

And then there was nothing.

The reason they stabilised Professor X was not only because they needed a dove leader among the mutants but also to use Professor X as bait.

After all, the infiltration of X Academy was deep; otherwise, how could William Striker have arrived at the academy right after the explosion?

In short.

As long as X Academy exists there, mutants will come to New York City, seeking the Academy’s protection.

If any mutants with the tendency for immortality appear at X Academy, within half an hour, Sentinel agents will descend from the sky, capturing that mutant at all costs.

Unfortunately, this has not happened.

Until—

Hawk’s arrival.

From beyond this universe, crossing the starry sky physically, some impatient hidden bosses thus approved the ’Demon King Hunt Plan’.

With the bosses’ approval, naturally, Baron Turner also agreed.

For Baron Turner’s dinner invitation, Hawk raised an eyebrow.

And then he accepted.

He had tried to refuse, but Baron Turner’s attitude was insistent and firm, insisting on inviting Hawk to dinner no matter what.

Hawk, helpless, nodded in agreement.

God as his witness.

He considered giving them another chance to live, after all, he’s kind-hearted, so as long as Baron Turner was honest, this world had a chance to avoid disaster.

Unfortunately!

Baron Turner rejected his goodwill and insisted on having Hawk attend a last dinner.

Or a treacherous banquet?

Never mind, the meaning is the same.

No good banquet.

The East has its treacherous banquet.

The West has the Last Supper.

So Hawk never understood why the story of a treacherous banquet is known in the West, yet people here are surprised when knives are drawn at a dinner.

But considering most Federation citizens are the result of happy education, Hawk thought about it and was relieved.

Wanda wasn’t educated happily.

After all, she has an alias.

Gwen.

She is a doctor.

Returning to her daughter Jean’s room, Wanda waved her right hand, and after Crimson Chaos energy covered the whole room, she looked at Hawk: "The dinner is when they will act."

Hawk smiled slightly.

"The Last Supper, huh."

"They’re not Judas."

"Are you sure?"

Hawk’s lips curled as he looked at Wanda: "Do you know how many Judases died when the Superhero Bill first emerged?"

He referred to the uproar after returning from honeymoon with Gwen.

That time was a test by the Judases.

Unfortunately, Hawk’s counterattack didn’t ease because of the marriage; instead, it became more aggressive, directly kicking the one in the White House to death like a roadside critter, demanding an explanation from the Pentagon.

Wanda frowned upon hearing: "I always thought the military was our private property."

Hawk shrugged: "That’s how it is in our cosmos, but here, obviously, the Judases have infiltrated."

Wanda shook her head speechlessly, then seemed to think of something, looked at Hawk: "Speaking of which, is this why Magneto has been caught but never researched, because he’s a Judas?"

Hawk raised an eyebrow, looking at Wanda, a bit surprised.

"That’s an interesting perspective."

"Right."

"But do you know what’s even more interesting?"

"What?"

"You."

Hawk’s lips curled upward as he looked at Wanda: "According to your logic, Magneto is part of the Judas clan, and from a certain perspective, you and Quicksilver are too."

Wanda shrugged: "In this case, I’m not me, you know."

Hawk nodded with a smile.

Nearby, his daughter Jean, who had been listening to her parents’ conversation since returning home, looked completely puzzled. As her parents exchanged glances and expressed feelings through their eyes, she quickly interrupted, "Wait, can someone explain this to me?"

Both turned to look at their bewildered daughter, then exchanged glances once more.

Hawk was the first to look away.

Wanda understood and laughed, looking at her daughter Jean: "That five-meter-tall robot is called the Sentinel Robot."

Daughter Jean widened her eyes: "It can’t really be Dad’s weapon, right?"

Wanda shook her head.

"No, that’s not your father’s weapon."

"Then..."

"It’s a weapon humans here attempted to use against your father."

"What?"

Jean was taken aback, instinctively widening her eyes. Then, as if realizing something, she gasped and looked at Wanda: "Does Professor X know about this?"

Wanda shook her head, her tone calm: "The Sentinel Robot plan is the Federation’s top-secret project, known only to the White House and the Pentagon. As for others, Professor X and the scientists researching this Sentinel Robot don’t know about it."

Jean reacted, instinctively looking at Hawk: "So, what Mom just said, the President invited you to dinner thinking it’s a trap to kill you?"

A trap to kill?

Hawk listened to Jean’s words and recalled using this phrase to explain ’Hongmen Banquet’ to Jean when putting her to sleep. He simply smiled and looked at Jean’s worried face, saying with a smile, "Don’t worry, their conspiracy can’t escape your mother’s eyes."

Jean looked at Mom Wanda again.

In sight.

Wanda’s expression was also calm.

Jean, startled at first, turned panicky, then gradually calmed down and looked at Hawk again.

"Dad, you knew tonight’s banquet was a trap?"

"Yes."

"But you came anyway."

"Right."

Jean seemed to catch on, looking at her calm-expressioned mom, Wanda, then at her smiling dad, Hawk: "You want to destroy this world."

Facing Jean’s astonished gaze, Hawk didn’t deny it, and spoke calmly: "Not the world, but this Federation isn’t worthy of my mercy."

He had given them a chance.

He just did a moment ago.

But they didn’t cherish it, so whether he destroys the world depends, but the Federation is destined to be destroyed.

Jean was shocked.

Wanda spoke now, looking at Jean: "Your father’s nemesis, the Celestial God member who once captured you, has also arrived in this Cosmos."

Jean looked at Wanda again.

"The materials for making the Sentinel Robot are from the body of that Celestial God member your father killed in the 616 Cosmos, so the Celestial Gods have teamed up with the Federation."

"Then let them die!"

Upon hearing this, Jean immediately changed her tone, the anger on her face turned extreme, and she turned to storm out: "No way, I’m going now..."

Seeing this, Wanda quickly stopped Jean.

Hawk looked at his daughter Jean, whose attitude had shifted from reluctant to desiring the Federational destruction, and couldn’t help but chuckle, then looked at Jean, who was stopped by Wanda, and said, "Enough, you know what you need to know, but you should pretend not to know. Stay with your mom and enjoy the show."

Jean was somewhat confused.

"But Dad, since you know their conspiracy, why not strike first as you told me: ’Be proactive and avoid trouble from being passive.’"

"Because—"

Hawk slightly smiled: "As I’ve told you, I enjoy treating them like mice. It’s fun to stand out and reveal the truth when the mice believe their schemes have succeeded."

The panic on Jean’s face completely disappeared at this moment, replaced by a somewhat speechless look.

"Dad."

"Hmm?"

"Your malicious humor is really intense."

"Haha."

Hawk smiled softly, looking at Jean: "I know, but don’t follow me on this. Remember what I said, if someone attempts to plot against you, even if they just consider it, don’t hesitate. Just act. Remember, we are not here to be respected, but to be feared."

Respect has its timeline.

But fear does not.

It even grows with the passage of time, becoming an increasing fear.

Respect isn’t enough.

No.

Except for one great person.

After all—

Their brilliance can overshadow the sun itself.

But Hawk can’t be him.

So Hawk can only ensure that those with ambitions against him fear him, so they don’t dare to lay a finger on him!

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