Dr. Connors, Who Doesn't Plan on Being Human!

What was the point of Hawk working so hard to become stronger?

Wasn't it all so he could take control of his own destiny?

Oh.

And now someone wanted his blood?

Heh.

Dream on.

It was only Gwen just now, but if it had been anyone else, Hawk would have guaranteed that the moment their blood-drawing needle came down, their head would have been blown to bits by him.

But…

Gwen ignored Hawk's quip and looked back at the blood analysis report for Hawk that had just come out.

Others might not understand it, but she could.

And precisely because she understood it, Gwen couldn't help but gasp.

Hawk's blood data was off the charts.

The white blood cell count alone was at the maximum the equipment could display, and the actual data might be even higher.

And what did a high white blood cell count indicate? It meant Hawk's immune system was extremely powerful and efficient, capable of instantly recognizing and eliminating any foreign invaders, such as viruses, bacteria, and parasites.

It even suggested Hawk had incredible regenerative abilities.

Gwen thought back to the lab accident that day, how in just a moment, she had seen Hawk bleeding, but his palm had healed in the blink of an eye.

And there were other data points…

In short.

If Gwen hadn't drawn the blood from Hawk's finger herself, just looking at this data, she would have absolutely believed it was fabricated.

Because this was simply not data a human should possess.

"I saw Captain America's blood test report online once."

"Hawk."

"Your data is even more exaggerated than Captain America's. Did you also get injected with the Super Soldier Serum like Captain America?"

Gwen couldn't help but look at Hawk. After ruling out mutation, the only other option was the Super Soldier Serum.

But unfortunately.

Hawk shrugged.

"No."

"Alright."

Seeing this, Gwen decisively dropped the subject. She quickly tore the report in her hands to shreds, cleaned the machine inside and out, and then rinsed the test tube under the faucet three times. Finally, she tossed the now-soggy shredded paper into the nearby trash can.

This completely eliminated any possibility of the report or blood sample being accidentally discovered by others.

Hawk watched Gwen finish everything and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Do you really need to be so nervous, Wen?"

"Yes."

Gwen said to Hawk with a serious expression, "I have no doubt that if your data were exposed, you'd end up on an autopsy table."

Hawk raised an eyebrow. "That depends on whether they can catch me."

They could try to take him down.

Because Hawk didn't mind turning their attempt into their demise.

After all, he had already drawn blood.

As he said before.

Killing was no longer a choice for him; it was just a matter of how many.

But Gwen's expression didn't soften at his words. Instead, she looked at Hawk with a very serious expression.

"Hawk!"

"Mm."

"Never let anyone know your blood data."

"...Alright."

Hawk looked at the serious expression on Gwen's face, thought for a moment, and nodded.

Gwen's serious expression finally eased a bit. As they walked towards the lab door, she changed the subject.

"So, what do we do next?"

"What?"

"Dr. Connors."

"It's none of our business."

Hawk shrugged. "He turning into a lizard monster isn't our fault. For all we know, Dr. Connors might have already fled to Mexico."

Gwen thought for a moment and nodded.

"That's possible."

"Let's stop talking about him. What classes do you have this afternoon?"

"French. You?"

"Geography."

As they discussed their afternoon class schedules, the two of them left Stark Tower Lab 3 behind them.

Just like that, three days flew by.

During these three days, the frenzy caused by the lizard monster gradually subsided.

After all, since the lizard monster appeared on the Williamsburg Bridge that one day, it hadn't shown up again for the next three days.

Everyone assumed the lizard monster had either been secretly captured by the military or had already escaped New York City.

The Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man, Peter, thought the same way.

But...

In reality, Dr. Lizard had never left. In fact, at this very moment, he was hiding in the underground pipes five blocks away from Midtown High School.

In New York City's sewer system, platforms were installed at regular intervals.

Dr. Lizard's temporary base was set up on one of these platforms.

However, at this moment, Dr. Lizard had already reverted to Dr. Connors' appearance.

But after experiencing what it was like to be a powerful, whole-limbed, albeit ugly, giant lizard, how could he be willing to return to being a weak, even disabled, person once the dosage wore off?

Perhaps Dr. Connors' original intention in injecting the Regeneration Potion was to prevent the board of directors from using those pitiable disabled veterans for experiments.

But the current Dr. Connors had a realization.

Being human was fine, but being a lizard person, stronger than ordinary people, more capable than ordinary people, and having a much broader horizon.

So, Dr. Connors decided on something.

He would no longer be human; he wanted to permanently become a lizard person.

To achieve this goal, the first step was to figure out why that one successful test subject had succeeded.

Therefore, for the past three days, he had been watching the recordings from his laboratory.

Finally...

As a hypnotic mechanical sound, caused by the surge of electricity, occasionally echoed in his ears, Dr. Connors, covered in sweat and dirt, suddenly had his eyes light up as he looked at a frozen image on the screen in front of him.

It was the scene of a tailless white mouse licking fresh blood off the ground.

Dr. Connors quickly rewound the recording, and the scene finally froze at the moment Hawk withdrew his hand from in front of Gwen.

"Hawk!"

"It's him!"

Upon seeing this, Dr. Connors' entire body trembled uncontrollably.

He was trembling with joy.

Because he had once had a good relationship with Hawk, Dr. Connors believed that if he called Hawk, Hawk would surely provide some blood for him to study.

He thought this, and he acted on it.

But just as Dr. Connors was about to take out his phone, a voice, as if from his inner heart or perhaps his ear, suddenly spoke to him.

"No, he won't give it to you. How could someone with such powerful blood give his blood to you?"

"..."

Listening to the whisper that seemed to echo in his heart and his ears, Dr. Connors' eyes became unfocused.

"Yes, he won't give it to me. How could he possibly give it to me? But, what should I do?"

"Gwen..."

"Capture Gwen, she's Hawk's girlfriend. Capture Gwen and force him to give you his blood!"

"You're right, capture Gwen, force him..."

Dr. Connors' gaze was distant as he muttered to himself, reaching for the remaining three doses of Regeneration Potion beside him...

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