Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 199 An island nation that is thirteen hours ahead of New York City!
Hawke returned to Zola's server room after seeing Natasha and Steve off.

He did not hear what the two were talking about.

If he heard this, he would surely say that the impact crater, which is even larger than the Victoria crater found on Meridian Plain on Mars, was formed when he punched Thor, sending him flying and causing Thor to crash into the Martian surface.

Of course.

If Thor heard this, he would also say that Hawk smashed it.

As for the truth...

This will likely remain a secret forever.

Hawke, back in Zola's server room, looked at Zola's electronic face on the old-fashioned computer screen with a mocking expression.

"I take back my previous assessment. You're not smart. You think this steel plate can stop them, but can it stop me?"

"No, but I'll still try."

“You are very brave, Zola.”

“You have nothing that can threaten me, Mr. Phoenix.”

"indeed."

Hawke nodded in agreement as he listened to Zola's electronic voice: "You have no family, no descendants, so I can't use them to teach you a lesson. Besides, you're an android, and an outdated one at that, an android that only knows logic and has no emotions whatsoever. Even though you know I'm going to pull the plug on you, you don't feel any fear."

It must be said that Dr. Zola is indeed a genius.

In 1972, it was able to transform itself into an electronic life form that, at the time, could not be described as advanced, but rather sounded very futuristic.

pity.

Every era has its own limitations.

For example, Dr. Zola may be able to access the network here and go anywhere on the internet, but his physical body can only stay here. Unlike other AIs, he cannot exist wherever there is a network.

Therefore, destroying Dr. Zola would be easy; just blow up the servers here.

If the server here is destroyed, Zola will die completely, with no possibility of escaping through the network cable (as mentioned in the movie, this server is Zola's physical body, and if the server here is destroyed, Zola will die completely).

but……

Before pulling the plug on Zola, Hawke looked at Dr. Zola with some curiosity and asked the question that had been bothering him on the way here: "I'm curious, logically speaking, according to your calculations, you should have paid the price for offending me. The question is, facing the result of offending me 100%, why did you still do it?"

Dr. Zola did not hesitate at all.

"My calculations are wrong."

"what?"

Hawke raised an eyebrow and looked at Dr. Zola as he listened to her answer.

"A calculation error?"

"Yes, according to calculations, you shouldn't be returning to New York City so soon."

On Dr. Zola's monitor, information flowed like a waterfall: "According to my previous calculations, I predicted that if your friend Peter went missing, you would definitely go to rescue him, and you did go. But I didn't expect you to come back so quickly."

Upon hearing this, Hawke quickly reached out: "Wait, are you saying that Peter and Felicia's disappearance was your doing?"

Dr. Zola did not deny it.

"Yes, I sent men to attack their maritime testing base."

"So you were planning to send me to New York City beforehand?"

"Yes."

"why."

"Because of the insight algorithm."

"Is that the algorithm you used to calculate using big data to determine that certain people will become stumbling blocks on Hydra's road to success, and that you can eliminate them by intervening in advance?"

"Yes."

"So I'll become a stumbling block for you?"

Hawke chuckled and looked at Dr. Zola: "There must be something seriously wrong with your algorithm. If I didn't like Hydra, I wouldn't have become friends with Anna. If you hadn't tested me this time, I would have just been sitting at home watching to see if you could beat S.H.I.E.L.D. this time."

Dr. Zola's electronic voice remained calm: "Because you've gotten too close to Sharon Carter, according to the insight algorithm, the longer you spend in contact with Sharon Carter and Maria Hill, the lower our chances of success in our future endeavors will be."

Hawke laughed.

"Is that why?"

"Yes."

"So now, is this the result you wanted?"

"When you returned to New York City, Hydra's chances of success dropped to 10 percent, but after you sent Steve Rogers and Natasha Romanoff away, the success rate returned to 60 percent."

"……Yeah?"

Hawke stroked his chin: "How did you arrive at that success rate?"

Dr. Zola still made no attempt to hide anything.

"When you first return to New York City, according to the algorithm, there is a 90% chance that you will target us and even try to stop our plans this time."

"But just now, you sent Steve Rogers and Natasha Romanoff to New York City, not directly to the New York SHIELD. According to the algorithm, there is a 90% chance that after you eliminate me, you will not disrupt our operations in Washington."

Is this correct?

At the end, Dr. Zola specifically asked Hawke a question.

Hawke smiled.

"Your algorithm does have some merit."

"Thank you." "So you deliberately sealed off this place just now to test whether I would sabotage your Insight mothership program in Washington?"

"Yes."

"Ok."

Hawke shook his head and chuckled, then looked at Zola with some curiosity: "You know that Alexander Pierce betrayed you, yet you still support Alexander Pierce so much?"

Zola's voice remained calm and composed.

"To make Hydra great again."

"Row!"

Hawke, having heard Dr. Zola's reply, lost interest in continuing the conversation. He decided to turn off Dr. Zola's power and then go home to have a late-night snack with Gwen.

He had gotten the answer he wanted.

Zola's algorithm predicted that as he came into contact with Sharon Carter, Maria Hill, and others, he would gradually lean towards S.H.I.E.L.D., so it chose to transfer him out of New York City and then launched the second campaign.

As it turned out, due to a calculation error, I didn't expect him to come back so quickly.

But the Zola before him was not the real Zola after all, so even after realizing that Alexander Pierce had betrayed him, he still chose to follow his first command and make Hydra great again.

As Hawke pondered this, his gaze swept around Zora's 'true form' before finally settling on Zora on the computer screen, where he posed his last question.

“I’m curious whether you’re a program or really the Arnim Zola from 1972.”

“I am Anim Zola, but Anim Zola is not me.”

"understood."

Hawke nodded thoughtfully, his eyes beginning to glow with a crimson light, intending to completely shut down Zola.

at this time.

He seemed to sense something, looked up, and gazed through the ceiling to the sky above, where a short-range ballistic missile was rapidly approaching.

Hawke laughed and went to look at Zola.

"Is this your last resort, trying to see if you can take me with you?"

"Do not."

As the short-range ballistic missile roared in, a strange smile seemed to appear on Zola's electronic face on the computer screen, which was already showing a snowy pattern.

"They're not here to try and take you away, they're here to destroy me."

"hail hydra!"

With Zola's final, somewhat sharp and even distorted cry of "Long live Hydra!", the short-range ballistic missile that had been heading straight for them crashed down.

boom!
The moment the brilliant flames appeared, the cyborg Zola went offline completely, and just as the flames were about to engulf Hawk, who was standing in place, Hawk's figure also disappeared from the server room.

The earth shook, and fierce flames engulfed the entire server room like a flood. At the same time, a violent explosion instantly shattered the military supply depot on the ground, which was being used as a cover.

Flames shot dozens of meters into the air from the explosion's epicenter, illuminating almost half of the military base.

The shockwave from the explosion swept across the ground like an invisible hand, and the concrete sentry bases that had stood stubbornly for countless years were suddenly covered with spiderweb-like cracks, before collapsing and disintegrating with a dull thud.

Hawke appeared silently above the explosion, his gaze fixed on the crater that had been completely wiped off the ground and turned into a crater filled with flames. He recalled the last words Dr. Zola had spoken before logging off.

They're not here to try and take you away, they're here to destroy me.

and so……

Is this internal strife within the organization?

still is……

To shut Zola up?
Hawke thought to himself.

at this time.

Hawke snapped out of his daze, glanced at the police car with flashing lights rapidly approaching from a distance, took a deep breath, then turned around, transformed into a streak of light, and sped toward his home at 521A Palm Street.

Boom!
Gwen, who had already cooked a late-night snack at home, heard the noise in the backyard, came out of the kitchen, poked her head out, glanced at Hawke who was walking in through the French windows in the backyard, and said with a smile, "You're back. Perfect timing, the late-night snack is ready, let's eat."

Hawke smiled and responded, then went to the kitchen.

Just as he was about to grab the fries from the plate, Gwen quickly spoke up.

"Hey, wash your hands."

"Ok."

Hawke readily agreed, shrugged, and as he walked toward the sink, took out the phone that had just made the sound.

It was a video sent by Anna.

Hawke clicked on it.

into the eye.

At this moment, in the fine weather of one o'clock in the afternoon in the island country, the latrine, which is known as the spiritual pillar of the island country, is now burning with a raging fire.

Hawke looked at the viral video and smiled slightly, quite satisfied, before putting his phone back in his pocket.

but……

Just as he turned on the tap to wash his hands, he suddenly froze on the spot, as if struck by lightning.

Island time is thirteen hours ahead of New York time.

……

(End of this chapter)