Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

So much so that when Sherlock heard this, he immediately crafted a milk bag made of the same material to give to Drax, but was severely punished by Sister Flower and ultimately didn't give it away.

After the two finished showering, Rocket returned with Star-Lord and the others, and took Sherlock and his group to Yondu's spaceship.

For a cosmic-level thug like Yondu, the three Seafood Admirals never gave him a friendly look. After all, Yondu, as a mercenary, was on the one hand, almost like the guys who destroyed their planet, and on the other hand, he and his crew weren't much different from pirates.

I can't like Yondu in any way.

As for Fluttershy and Gandalf, their relationship with Yondu was neither too close nor too distant. Although many people in Yondu's monastery were very envious of Fluttershy or the little girl Lilith, almost everyone quieted down when Fluttershy's murderous aura was released even slightly.

Well, these people who live on the edge are the most sensitive to mysterious things like murderous intent. Plus, Sherlock always has a smile on his face and pulls Flora, Gandalf, and Yondu into drinking.

Even if Yondu's men didn't care much about Sherlock's group, they still had to give Yondu some face.

That's right, Sherlock and Yondu have a surprisingly good relationship. Although he's not Star-Lord's biological father, he's definitely a good father, and for that reason alone, Sherlock admires Yondu quite a bit.

Yondu had a deep affection for the Moutai that Sherlock pulled out, and on the journey to Xandar, he would often try to get some wine from Sherlock.

He even generously allowed Sherlock to examine his whistle arrows, just so he could drink more wine.

Of course, Yondu's hobby is to tease Doro from time to time to reminisce about the time he nursed the baby. So much so that, under Yondu's pampering, Doro inexplicably became the princess of Yondu's team.

Doro's formidable fighting prowess is one of the reasons she was able to become a princess.

Aside from Yondu, Rocket is the one with the best relationship with Sherlock.

Yes, you might not believe it, but Rocket practically became Sherlock's mentor in learning about interstellar space. Aside from drinking with Yondu, Sherlock spent most of his time following Rocket around, learning from him.

The reason why the hot-tempered Rocket was willing to patiently teach Sherlock is simple: Sherlock has a special Noble Phantasm for Rocket.

Instant noodles and marshmallows!

Yes, our little instant noodle guy named Rocket has really become obsessed with instant noodles under Sherlock's wicked sense of humor. He feels really uncomfortable if he doesn't eat some every day.

Although the instant noodles Sherlock provided were just ordinary instant noodles, at most they were called Little Raccoon.

Anyway, since the instant noodle guy couldn't understand the rabbit's Chinese characters, Sherlock didn't care that much. At most, he just insisted that the cartoon picture on the packaging was a panda, not a raccoon!

As the saying goes, some are happy while others are sad, just like Star-Lord.

As a human from Earth, Sherlock is someone Star-Lord naturally wants to talk to, but Sherlock avoids Star-Lord from beginning to end.

During the three full days that Sherlock spent on Xandar, he didn't exchange a single word with his fellow countryman, Star-Lord, which greatly frustrated Star-Lord.

Rocket, out of curiosity, asked Sherlock why he was avoiding Star-Lord, and Sherlock's answer almost made Rocket die laughing, so he immediately accepted Sherlock as a friend.

What? You're asking what Sherlock's answer was? Well, see for yourself!

"I suspect that guy has some kind of brain-degrading aura or some kind of idiot virus. I'm afraid that too much contact with him will affect my IQ!"

Coupled with Sherlock's furtive manner when he said this, after laughing, Rocket inexplicably felt that what Sherlock said made some sense in the quiet, deserted night.

Especially after defeating Ronan, the Rockets actually felt that Sherlock was absolutely right?

Chapter 371 American-Style Stationery

Of course, for the Rockets, these are all things for another time.

During the three days of their journey, Sherlock also gained a basic understanding of interstellar civilizations thanks to Rocket's popular science explanations.

So-called interstellar civilizations are actually quite fragmented. Although it may seem that everyone can pilot a spaceship and leave their own legend in the universe, in reality, even in the interstellar age, very few people are willing to set foot in the universe.

The reason why it creates the feeling that there are people everywhere in the universe is very simple: it's just an illusion created by the huge population base of interstellar civilizations.

The entire interstellar civilization is somewhat similar to the Age of Exploration. Against this backdrop, although a large portion of ordinary people would rather live peacefully on their planets, at most engaging in some interplanetary migration.

However, there are always some people who are unwilling to be ordinary or who have to step into space for various reasons.

After all, compared to planets, or even interstellar civilizations, this kind of career that involves venturing into space is one of the most beneficial careers that ordinary people can access.

Just like the Age of Exploration, as the number of people begging in space gradually increased, a set of rules based on the consensus of the entire universe was quietly born.

Ultimately, the underlying principle of the universe is still survival of the fittest, and because space is so vast, this principle is even more pronounced than during the Age of Exploration on Earth.

Take Yondu and his group, for example. You could call them mercenaries, raiders, pirates, or scavengers.

Regardless of their actual identity, their primary purpose always boils down to money.

Yes, you read that right. Even in the interstellar age, money is still a hard currency, and you absolutely cannot do without it.

Even the various forces between planets operate based on money, the hard currency. In fact, because of money, everyone can tacitly ignore your identity in the universe, as long as you don't cause trouble after landing.

Sherlock was greatly shocked by this chaotic and orderly style of behavior.

Aside from this style of doing things, what surprised Sherlock the most was the classification of spaceships.

The spacecraft are classified into flagship, large spacecraft, medium spacecraft, and small spacecraft (micro spacecraft) according to their size. The reason for this classification is simply to make it more convenient to collect docking fees when they dock.

Of course, this is just a theoretically general classification method. In actual application, it is more often classified according to another set of functions, and depending on the function, a considerable 'deposit' is charged when the spaceship docks.

Take Yondu's spaceship as an example. It is a specialized medium-sized spaceship that focuses on speed and defense. Generally speaking, such a spaceship is the kind of space raider that Yondu likes. Therefore, the deposit required for this spaceship to dock is relatively high.

Besides ships like Yondu, there are transport ships focused on transportation, combat ships focused on defense and attack, and even assassin-type ships focused on agility and weaponry.

To put it in the words of rockets, there is no perfect spaceship in this world. Every spaceship has its own strengths and weaknesses.

In space-level warfare, the situation is generally similar to naval warfare on Earth, where large ships can easily overwhelm smaller ships.

After all, a larger tonnage means more space to load more weapons or protective gear.

However, this is not absolute. According to Rocket, there are too many examples of flagships being destroyed by micro-spacecraft alone. After all, individual combat power, team planning, and battlefield coordination can all be key to victory.

Ultimately, whether it's interstellar warfare or ground warfare on Earth, the key to victory is always people, not machines or spaceships.

For example, in the current situation, Yondu's spaceship is no match for Ronan's flagship at all, but thanks to its speed advantage, it only took three days to send everyone to Xandar.

They also roughly estimated that Ronan's flagship would arrive in three days.

Of course, none of this had much to do with Sherlock and his group, who were just beginning to encounter interstellar civilization. After Yondu and Star-Lord stepped forward and communicated with Xandar, Sherlock and his group successfully entered Xandar as refugees.

What frustrated Sherlock immensely was that the first thing he did upon arriving on Xandar wasn't to experience the advanced nature of interstellar civilization, but instead, he was thrown in jail!

Yes, you read that right, it's jail time!

Or a more accurate description would be 'a closed-door training camp for basic refugee knowledge'!

Although it sounds nice, in reality, it means packing Sherlock and his friends up and sending them inside a high walled city to attend school with most of the strange alien races!

Upon hearing the news, Sherlock was devastated, even experiencing a phantom pain reminiscent of his senior year of high school.

Star-Lord finally had his first chance to interact with Sherlock, a fellow Earthling. However, it was clear that Sherlock, who was currently immersed in the phantom pain of being forced to experience his senior year of high school, didn't want to pay any attention to Star-Lord.

To stop Star-Lord from babbling on and on during his emo moments, Sherlock promptly pulled out an American-style stationery item from his four-dimensional pocket and shoved it into Star-Lord's hand.

An MP5 file.

Yes, it's a real MP5 player, the kind that fires 9mm bullets. At most, it just has a screen embedded in the stock, containing ten years' worth of classic hits from both East and West. Sherlock has also thoughtfully included an advanced 3.5mm headphone jack.

Sherlock: "Here's a toy that every student needs these days. Take it and play with it for a bit, and don't bother me while I'm contemplating life."

Star-Lord: "Uh, thanks. Hmm? ()???"

Star-Lord initially agreed to Sherlock's suggestion, but when he saw the monstrous MP5 version of the MP5 in his hand, his mind started to twitch, and he momentarily forgot to speak.

No, you call this thing stationery?

Star-Lord's expression, as if he had a brain spasm, successfully made the other members of the so-called Guardians of the Galaxy burst into laughter. Although Wolong and Fengchu didn't know why Rocket and Gamora were laughing like that, they just laughed along with them.

As for Sherlock, after stuffing that thing that was practically an essential item for students in the US into Star-Lord's hands, Sherlock promptly led his team members to follow Yondu to hand over the items to the staff of Xandar. After all, there was still a lot of registration waiting for them before entering the country.

After Sherlock left, Star-Lord still seemed completely oblivious. Rocket, however, remembered Sherlock's assessment of Star-Lord, chuckled, patted Star-Lord's calf, and then spoke to him.

"How should I put it? I always feel that the school environment on your Earth is quite conducive to our interstellar travel."

Gamora was even more direct. She snatched the MP5 from Star-Lord's blank-faced hand, opened the magazine, and even whistled when she saw the bright yellow bullets inside.

"Wow, a version with ammunition! Peter, I'd guess there are thirty students in a class at your school on Earth."

Chapter 372 No, is that right?

Sherlock had no idea that the 'stationery' he casually gave out to shut Star-Lord up would overload Star-Lord's CPU and give him a tremendous shock.

After seeing the Xandar alien in charge of the handover with Yondu, Sherlock has been observing this so-called Xandar alien ever since.

Similar to the US, Xandar is also a multi-ethnic planet with immigrants. There were three Xandarians who came to hand over Sherlock and his group. One of them looked like an elf and had long ears.

As for the remaining two, one is similar to a red-skinned demon from hell, while the other is actually a catgirl who can make any Fury fan go crazy? And it's a furry version of the catgirl!

Well, although Sherlock knows that the universe is so vast that it's normal for all kinds of races to exist, isn't the catgirl a bit too much?

After exchanging information with Yondu for a while, the elf in charge left with a document given to him by Yondu, while the red-skinned man who looked like a devil from hell stepped forward and spoke to Sherlock and his group.

"Frilian will take you to register later. After that, just follow Frilian. She will tell you what you need to pay attention to."

After saying this, the Red Devil looked at Yondu and continued speaking to him.

"I heard you and Peter brought news of Ronan..."

As she spoke, she led Yondu to the other side, completely ignoring Sherlock and his group. Sherlock, instead of paying attention to the guy who seemed to be the Red Devil, stared blankly at the catgirl in front of him.

What did he just hear?

he?

Looking at the catgirl in front of him, who was clearly modeled after a Ragdoll cat and was petite but had an incredibly alluring figure, Sherlock had a series of question marks on his head.

Is this thing even male? If this little thing is male, then what are Flower Sister and the like? Can Li Kui get his period?

Of course, under Sister Hua's sarcastic threat, Sherlock certainly wouldn't dare to say these words out loud, but that didn't stop Sherlock from thinking this way at all. In fact, it wasn't just Sherlock; apart from the three Seafood Generals, everyone else clearly shared similar thoughts with Sherlock.

At least judging from their expressions, that's the case.

Meanwhile, the catgirl named Frilian on the other side completely ignored the expressions on everyone's faces. After giving the red devil a cute salute, she turned to Sherlock and his group and said to them with great energy.

"Hello everyone! My name is Frilian, Frilian Meow Meow. I am a cat and I come from Cat Planet. Don't be nervous, I was also rescued after being captured and kept as a pet!"

As you can see, I'm now a member of Xandar, meow! And I'm volunteering to help others who have had similar experiences, meow! Now everyone can follow me to register; I'll explain the precautions for Xandar along the way, meow!

That soft, cute voice, her natural verbal tic, her energetic tone, and her girlish movements and expressions made Sherlock even wonder if he had misheard, or if the Red Devil had just made a slip of the tongue.

"Um, Frillie..."

Before Sherlock could finish speaking, Frillie interrupted him, leading Sherlock and his group forward while speaking to them.

"Are you trying to ask about Frilian's gender, meow? Actually, Mr. Gabriel is right, Frilian's gender is Futa! All cats on our planet are hermaphroditic, capable of being both father and mother."