Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

Sherlock instantly understood why Doro had that expression. To be honest, Doro truly was his son.

At this moment, Doro was probably oscillating wildly between the thoughts of "I'm so excited to see my idol" and "This big duck must smell so delicious when roasted," to the point that the expression on Doro's small face went completely out of control and turned into the look he has now.

The moment Sherlock saw the 'Donald Duck', he knew exactly where he was.

If nothing unexpected happens, I should have been caught in the Collector's trap in Guardians of the Galaxy and brought here. This should be the Collector's collection room. The so-called Donald Duck's accurate name should be Howard the Duck!

The reason why the collector's trap was set in Doro's hands instead of his own is quite simple.

Because I am just an ordinary 'human,' while Doro is a unique 'alchemical life form' in the universe! To put it simply, Doro is more unique than Sherlock, and therefore has more collectible value.

Having figured out where he was, Sherlock was utterly speechless. To put it another way, not only had he, an alchemist, been captured, but he was even ranked lower than Doro, the creature he created.

This is somewhat hurtful; it seems this so-called collector is nothing but a fool!

Sherlock, annoyed, picked up Doro, who was still drooling, and decisively summoned his spear. After severing the control collars around his and Doro's necks, he used the spear to cut open the glass jar that imprisoned him and walked out.

The moment Sherlock and Doro emerged from the glass jar, they instantly attracted the attention of Howard the Duck, who seemed to have given up all hope in life.

To Sherlock's surprise, Howard the Duck showed no surprise at all when he saw Sherlock escape from his cage. He didn't even call for help. He just glanced at Sherlock and then lowered his head again, as if what was happening outside had nothing to do with him.

Although Sherlock was curious about this Howard the Duck who looked a lot like Donald Duck, he wasn't exactly a saint. If Howard asked for help, Sherlock wouldn't mind lending a hand. But given Howard's attitude, Sherlock was too lazy to say anything more.

After all, for Sherlock right now, finding a star map to determine his exact location and then figuring out a way back to Earth is the most important thing!

However, this so-called important matter was completely forgotten by Sherlock the moment he carried Doro over Howard the Duck's cage.

The reason is quite simple: Sherlock saw an old friend!

Red overalls, round ears, dark skin, white gloves? No, is this damn collector trying to challenge Disney in the Marvel universe or something? Most importantly, although this thing looks like Mickey Mouse, the proportions are obviously off!

Whose Mickey Mouse has long arms and legs, is as skinny as a bamboo pole, and is still 1.8 meters tall?

Sherlock didn't understand, Sherlock was deeply shocked!

However, when Sherlock curiously circled around to the front of the Mickey Mouse, the curiosity on Sherlock's face instantly turned into the expression of an old man on the subway.

It's no wonder Sherlock is rude; everyone looks at him with a disgusted expression.

Great, it seems the collectors will absolutely not stand up to Marvel and their parent company, Disney.

The reason is simple: Disney can't afford to lose face!

After all, if they really wanted to do something to the collector, they would have to admit that the thing in front of them was Mickey Mouse! Sherlock would even swear that if Disney had to admit it, Disney would rather go bankrupt than admit that the thing in front of them was Mickey Mouse!

Chapter 354 The Collector's Curious Collecting Obsession

To Sherlock's utter surprise, the grotesque version of Mickey Mouse, upon seeing him standing outside, paused for a moment before smiling and greeting him, even speaking in perfect American English.

"Hey! Bu Rou! When did you get here? What are you doing wandering around outside?"

Upon hearing the question from this evil Mickey Mouse, not only Sherlock, but even Doro, who was above Sherlock's head, showed a twisted expression. How to put it, this thing was just too abstract.

"Humans?"

After a while, Sherlock barely managed to suppress his urge to complain. Looking at his brother in the big glass jar in front of him, he almost pinched his nose and asked.

Honestly, Sherlock even felt a little reluctant to admit that he and this abstract thing in front of him were of the same race!

Upon hearing Sherlock's words, the evil Mickey Mouse actually smiled and even imitated one of Mickey Mouse's classic Miska Musca dance moves before speaking to Sherlock.

"Of course, not Rou! A purebred human! From Alabama! Right now, I have plenty to eat and drink here, except for the lack of girls, this place is practically paradise! My job is to act as Mickey Mouse!"

After hearing Sherlock's words, the evil Mickey Mouse promptly gave Sherlock a rap performance to prove himself.

However, after hearing the evil Mickey Mouse's rap, Sherlock's expression softened instantly.

The case is solved! It would be quite unusual for such an abstract talent to appear elsewhere, but it's perfectly normal for such an abstract talent to appear in the place of cousin F in Alabama!

Of course, Florida is an exception!

However, while Sherlock now understood why the thing in front of him was so abstract, it also gave him a question that he couldn't understand at all.

Wait, are collectors really that curious? This thing can actually be collected? Or is the main reason it's collected simply because it's too exotic?

This question even sparked a hint of curiosity in Sherlock about the collector's supposed collection.

He immediately stopped paying attention to the black man inside the glass jar who seemed extremely satisfied with his current life, decisively covered Doro's eyes, and turned to leave.

On the one hand, it was because the abstract thing in front of them was so abstract that it had even started spouting strange little witty remarks before Sherlock left.

Another reason is that Sherlock really didn't want Doro to have too much contact with such abstract things. What if Doro also became abstract?

Sherlock, carrying Doro, strolled around the collector's room with great confidence, and the visit was truly eye-opening.

That collector is a true collector; he collects all sorts of things!

Sherlock saw the alien corpses being held in jars, and not only were there facehuggers, but there were even some Predators!

Besides the Predator, Sherlock even discovered classic IPs like the yellow-skinned rat, the garlic turtle, and the spitting turtle!

Of course, while this classic opening sequence looks cute in the anime, it's not so cute in the real world. It's not even as cute as Doro, which I created myself and who is like a rag doll.

If none of these things are considered to be of interest to Sherlock.

After walking for nearly ten minutes, something inside a glass jar instantly caught Sherlock's attention.

The reason is simple: inside that glass jar was a teacher that Sherlock knew all too well! Teacher You Tian from Shenzhen!

However, as Sherlock tries to get closer to his former dream girl, the teacher inside the glass jar begins to change as Sherlock approaches.

Teachers such as Kimishima Mi, Mikami Yu, aik, Kawakita Aya, Kudo Ra, Hatano Yui, Seto Tamaki, Matsumoto Hajime, Yayoi Mi, and others appeared one after another, creating a scene at almost every step.

It wasn't just from the Asian region; teachers from the European and American regions also appeared, such as the solo queue Challenger Weapon Master and the Czech braces-wearing loli, among countless others.

Sherlock was overjoyed and drooled while watching.

If Doro hadn't pulled out his mini Meow-Meow Hammer and given Sherlock a good whack, Sherlock probably wouldn't have woken up at all.

After giving Sherlock a blow with his hammer, Sherlock finally saw what was inside the glass jar.

However, it's better not to see it at all than to see it clearly!

Little sheep horns, bat wings, a demon tail, combined with that unique bluish-purple skin and a head full of white hair?

No, isn't this a succubus?

Is he really serious about this Marvel universe? Is this collector serious? He can even collect things from hell?

Most importantly, the little succubus in front of them was clearly still young. When she realized that Sherlock had broken her charm spell, she started breathing on Sherlock like a kitten.

???

Looking at the succubus loli in front of him, Sherlock was completely flustered.

If I understand correctly, the reason that little succubus charmed me was because she saw me walking around outside and wanted to open the cage by charming me.

Now that the plan has fallen apart, I might as well just give up and breathe on myself to warn myself not to go over there.

If you refuse to go, wouldn't you lose face? It's unclear whether Sherlock couldn't control his wicked sense of humor or was retaliating against the little guy for daring to seduce him.

Sherlock, with a wicked grin on his face and a speechless eye roll from Doro above his head, strode over to the succubus loli.

This little thing had never seen anything like it before. After being stared at by Sherlock with a wicked grin from outside the glass jar for a while, it decisively backed down, its entire body trembling and desperately trying to shrink under its little wings.

Seeing the performance of the little gadget in front of him, Sherlock also put away his playful thoughts and, like a strange uncle coaxing a little girl, asked the little girl in the glass jar.

Do you want to go home?

"Meow?"

After hearing Sherlock's question, the little girl didn't seem to understand what Sherlock was talking about. She was a little stunned and even let out a meow unconsciously.

Looking at the little girl in front of him, Sherlock repeated his words.

"I said, do you want to go home?"

Seeing that the little girl was completely oblivious, Sherlock shook his head helplessly, lowered his head, stroked his chin, and muttered to himself.

"Can't we communicate?"

However, before Sherlock could figure out how to communicate with the little girl in front of him, a weak reply came from inside the glass jar.

"Yes! Can I bring my friends back with me?"

Chapter 355 Still a Copyright Warning

The voice was so faint it was almost imperceptible; even Sherlock Holmes, in a quiet environment, might not have been able to hear what the little girl was saying.

However, even though he heard it clearly, it still couldn't stop Sherlock's curiosity.

Friends? How could one make friends in such a horrible place? Sherlock was immediately filled with curiosity about the succubus loli's friends.

Following the little girl's trembling gaze, Sherlock decisively bypassed the succubus girl's large glass jar and walked towards the back. However, just as he passed the large glass jar, the scene that appeared in front of Sherlock made him unable to control himself and utter a curse.

Holy crap!

It's no wonder Sherlock reacted so strongly. Anyone who saw the three Bikini Bottom Admirals in a collector's room in the Marvel universe probably wouldn't have reacted much better than Sherlock.

Inside the leftmost glass jar, Squidward Aokiji, half of his body already shrouded in ice, sat on his frozen throne, wearing an eye patch and staring sharply in Sherlock's direction.

In the center, Patrick Star and Akainu sat expressionlessly on their lava throne, lava flowing from their bodies, staring at Sherlock as he walked out from beside the succubus loli's jar, as if looking at a dead man.

On the right, SpongeBob and Kizaru still have that sly look on their faces. They sit on the Throne of Light, legs crossed, looking lazy, but in reality, they are quietly trimming their nails with the lightsaber formed from their own power.

Looking at the three admirals of Bikini Bottom in front of him, and these were even versions with Devil Fruit abilities, Sherlock's eyelids began to twitch wildly.

Well, from the S.H.I.E.L.D. anomalous item storage warehouse, he roughly knew that the Marvel world he was in wasn't a proper Marvel world, but what Sherlock never expected was that this world could turn out like this.

Is that fucking right?

Sherlock could understand these three things without their own names or suffixes—after all, the universe is vast and contains all sorts of things. But with suffixes, which one is correct? No, is this really the proper Marvel Universe?

More importantly, how did you, a succubus from the hell dimension, become friends with these three things?

Sherlock was confused and shocked, even feeling that there were so many things to criticize that he didn't know where to begin.

After hesitating for a long time, Sherlock finally couldn't control himself and pointed at the three generals of Bikini Bottom, who were at most 1.2 or 1.3 meters tall, and turned to the succubus loli behind him to complain.

"No way, has Hell gotten this fancy now? No wonder Heaven can't beat Hell anymore. If Hell is really like this, won't all the young people go crazy?"