If you want to do a good job.
You must first sharpen your tools.
Hawk's only opportunity to seize the World Tree is very brief.
His only chance is at the moment the World Tree is cut down and completely invades the World Tree with the Main Cosmos time.
Completely!
Without reservation!
It's not about burning, but about a complete and unreserved explosion of his Little Cosmos, only with this opportunity can he snatch the World Tree from the hands of time.
Because—
Time is fast, in the blink of an eye, in an instant, in a moment.
But no matter how fast time is, it can't be faster than the moment of the Big Bang.
The reason is simple.
Time comes first, with life following.
But the universe is before time.
If the universe does not explode, then no matter if it's life, space, or even time, nothing would exist.
Therefore, the moment of the Big Bang is always faster than time.
There is only one problem.
Hawk must find that precise moment, and in that moment, let his Little Cosmos have a complete explosion.
So he needs Holy Armor.
A Holy Armor that perfectly fits himself.
Phoenix Golden Holy Armor!
As the saying goes.
Only a Saint Warrior wearing Holy Armor is a true Saint Warrior.
Made with Adamantium Metal from the unborn Celestial God Tiya of the Celestial God Team, to serve as Silver Star Sand.
From the Celestial God Team's unborn Celestial God Tiya, used as Gammanien, that ultimate golden Life Energy.
And…
Hawk traded a large amount of Adamantium Metal with the Dwarf King Eitri for equivalent Uru Metal.
And—
The projection of an ultimate radiant, ultimate dazzling, life-like true Phoenix Holy Armor above the Nividia Forging Factory.
The phoenix sings in the sky, its name is Qingqing!
The projected Golden Phoenix Holy Armor seems to know what Hawk plans to do with it and continuously emits a clanging sound.
A man can't live without a heart.
The same goes for a phoenix.
Only a phoenix standing on a parasol tree is a true phoenix.
The voice of the Dwarf King Eitri echoes continuously inside the Nividia Forging Factory, as dwarf after dwarf takes their positions.
The mold for the Golden Phoenix Holy Armor is forming visibly fast.
But to say visibly, is just Hawk's perception.
Because this is already the third day since he came to Nividia.
The only reason he feels the speed of forging the Holy Armor mold is fast is one thing.
Hawk's heart is already in turmoil.
Though he stands not far away, expression calm, watching, his eyes on the dwarves seemingly invigorated by the Golden Phoenix Holy Armor.
Actually…
He somewhat wishes the mold would form more slowly.
Because deep down, Hawk doesn't want to seize the World Tree.
If possible.
But Gwen is right.
Time will not retreat because of his concessions, unless he goes to see the ending time has arranged for him.
Therefore!
Even though Hawk knows clearly that if he seizes the World Tree, then infuriated time will choose the person closest to him in his timeline to separate from him.
But Hawk has no choice.
If you preserve the ground and lose the people, you lose both the people and the ground.
If you preserve the people and lose the ground, you preserve both the people and the ground.
The ancestors said this a long time ago, which is also why Hawk never accepts any form of coercion, or even any form of probing.
Therefore!
Hawk calmly watches as one after another Holy Armor molds are forged, slow-motion-like in his sight, by his beloved.
A figure who rose from obscurity, witnessed his growth, but would soon part with him, forever gentle and kind, floats in his heart.
His wife.
"Gwen."
"I don't understand."
On Earth at this moment, called by Gwen for three consecutive days to shop, and then invited to cook together at Palm Street No. 521A, Wanda finally can't hold back.
Wanda furrows her brow, looking at a note in her hand.
'Phoenix No. 1 Sauce!'
'Recipe: Blueberry, Strawberry…'
'Method:…'
Wanda feels a bit dazed, looking at the apron already tied on her by Gwen, the ingredients ready before her, and turning to Gwen beside her: "This is your secret recipe, why are you giving it to me."
Gwen smiles slightly, looking at a bewildered Wanda.
"To share!"
"Sharing?"
Wanda met Gwen's emerald eyes that seemed to speak, feeling that Wanda had been acting a bit strange these past three days.
Over these three days, Gwen had shared many things with her.
But there was only one core theme.
Hawk!
During these three days, Wanda listened as Gwen talked about matters regarding Hawk.
Private life.
For instance, what Hawk likes and dislikes.
At first, Wanda didn't notice anything amiss, thinking Hawk wasn't at home and Gwen just wanted someone to vent to about her husband.
This is very normal.
Mrs. Zheng from next door in West View Town also vented about her husband Zheng Xian when they watched their kids play at the playground together.
Such as going on a mission for several days without coming home, and even during vacations, he worries about company matters, so the vacation isn't truly relaxing.
The Russian wife from next door also started venting about her husband after Mrs. Zheng started.
For example, he likes drinking, and once he starts, there's no stopping. There was one time they went to the mountains for a vacation, ran out of wine, got snowed in, and he could drink antifreeze like wine.
So, at first, Wanda also thought Gwen was just venting to her.
But now?
Wanda looked at the culinary secret recipe of Phoenix No.1 Sauce in her hands.
She instantly realized something was off.
Because…
Perhaps sharing culinary methods is nothing in the East, but in the Federation, culinary secret recipes are kept by the head of the family and are secrets so precious that even close outsiders can't steal them.
To illustrate.
For example, if a particularly close friend really loves his wife's secret roast beef, even if he sweet talks her endlessly, she would rather invite the friend over daily than give up her culinary secret recipe.
And so!
Gwen sharing the culinary secret recipe was quite an operation, and combined with her recent sharing, made Wanda feel somewhat confused, recalling the conversations of the past three days.
Wanda felt something wasn't quite right.
"Gwen, has something happened?"
"Nothing has happened."
Gwen shrugged: "Jean, Billy, and Tommy are also part of the Phoenixes, so after you learn this dish, you can also make it for Jean, Billy, and Tommy."
Wanda listened to Gwen's explanation, her expression filled with suspicion and disbelief.
"Really, is that all?"
"Of course."
Gwen laughed and said: "Besides, in the future, if I don't come back, you could even help by cooking for Hawk."
Wanda raised her eyebrows, catching on to the key phrase.
"Wait, what do you mean if you don't come back?"
"Overtime."
Gwen looked at Wanda, chuckled: "My experiment project is at a critical point. In a few days, I might have to work overtime in the lab, barely having time to come back, so I thought, while I'm still not too busy, I should ask you to come over. If I do get really busy, I'd need your help to look after Hawk a bit. You have no idea how poor Hawk's self-care ability is; if I don't remind him, he might forget to eat for three days."
As Gwen spoke, she began again to vent about Hawk.
Wanda listened to Gwen's explanation, her suspicious gaze gradually dissipating.
Wanda knew that Gwen had a lab at Stark Industries, and before Gwen got married, she had talked about how busy labs could get when experiments were underway.
Thus…
After hearing Gwen wanted her help to cook for Hawk when she couldn't come back due to busyness, helping tidy up the house, Wanda's suspicious gaze faded away.
Leaving only one question.
Wanda, slightly unsure, looked at Gwen: "I don't have any problem with that here, but have you told Hawk about this?"
"I make the decisions at home; people who can't take care of themselves don't have the right to participate in family affairs."
Gwen smiled slightly, saying this very assertively, then pointed to the 'Phoenix No. 1 Sauce' culinary card in Wanda's hand, smiling to shift the topic.
"Let's not dwell on this; I might not even get that busy. Come, I'll teach you how to make No. 1 Sauce; Hawk really likes it. His taste is hardly different from a child's. Once you learn, you can make it for Jean, Billy, and Tommy as well."
"...Alright."
Despite still feeling a bit hesitant, thinking something seemed a bit off, Wanda nodded and started to make Phoenix No. 1 Sauce with Gwen.
Of course.
Not just Phoenix No. 1 Sauce.
Once Wanda independently made the unique Phoenix No.1 Sauce, Gwen took out several more culinary cards.
Time ticked away.
The dwarves clang bang clang.
Time flowed, but for Hawk, it seemed like only breaths passed.
Finally!
The mold for the Golden Phoenix Holy Armor was completed, and now it's time for the actual forging process.
Having adjusted himself to peak condition, the Dwarf King Eitri focused on Hawk, who had silently stood by, watching them quietly throughout these days.
"If you're ready, we can start."
"...Huh?"
Upon hearing this, Hawk snapped out of a peculiar state, looking at Eitri who spoke to him.
In the next second.
His previously unfocused pupils began to focus quickly.
And then…
Hawk's gaze fell upon the prepared forging materials and the Holy Armor mold, flickered, took a deep breath, and then looked at Eitri facing him, nodding calmly.
"Let's do it!"
"..."