Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

So it's okay for Mr. Gabriel to call me 'he,' meow, and of course, you can also call me 'she,' meow.

The reason we evolved such a unique reproductive system is actually because our cat planet needed a large population to fight with our neighboring dog planet, although we've heard that the two sides have stopped fighting and adopted a cooperative, win-win strategy now, meow.

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Frillie's expression didn't change; instead, she remained calm and collected, as if she were already used to it. She still explained her situation to the group with great energy. Clearly, this wasn't the first time Frillie had encountered such a question.

After listening to what the catgirl named Frilian had to say, Sister Hua and the others were alright, their faces showing only an expression of amazement at the wonders of the universe. However, the expressions on Sherlock and Doro's faces were almost contorted.

God the hell help him!

Holy shit, Frilian! Does Simmel know you've turned into a catgirl and are here soliciting customers?

And are you serious about this backstory? Good grief, is this some kind of real-life cat and dog wars against interstellar space?

And what's more, that guy who looked like a stereotypical devil was named Gabriel? Does God even know about that?

Sherlock and Doro even had a sense of speechlessness, as there were simply too many things to complain about, and they didn't know where to begin.

Led by Frilian, Sherlock and his group soon arrived at a hall that resembled an airport customs office. According to Frilian, this was the customs office of Xandar, where Sherlock and his companions registered their identities.

Unlike those who obediently passed through customs, under Frillian's guidance, Sherlock and his group went to a large, enclosed box at the far end of the counter and registered, had their photos taken, and underwent medical examinations one by one.

There's nothing to say about Sherlock being human, but aside from Sherlock, the races of the rest of the people are incredibly diverse.

Gandalf is a half-god race of unknown bloodline, while Flora is simply classified as an Eldar, and the three Sea Warriors are categorized as Seafolk.

Sherlock once suspected that the so-called sea creatures might have omitted the word "fresh".

Of course, the funniest thing is the gender column for the three seafood generals. Apart from Zhang Zhi, the gender column for the remaining two, Chi Xing and Huang Mian, says "Futa".

In Frilian's words, she was categorized as a third gender or genderless.

This result almost broke Akahoshi, who always considered himself a tough guy. Now he was reduced to a state of collapse. You can imagine how devastated Akahoshi must have been. On the other hand, Huang Mian seemed indifferent.

Compared to these people, Lilith and Doro are the real trouble.

After everyone had passed through, when it was Lilith's turn, a piercing alarm sounded from the small room, instantly putting the three Seafood Generals on high alert.

Fortunately, after checking, Frillie explained the situation to everyone.

It's quite simple. Lilith is too young, and succubi are notorious throughout the universe for being extremely vulnerable due to their allure. In addition, Lilith is the first succubus on Xandar, which is why customs issued an alert.

The final solution was for Frillian to put a bracelet on Lilith, which would allow Lilith to call the police at any time, directly locate Lilith's position, and effectively suppress the allure emanating from Lilith.

Lilith, who was originally just a loli and didn't yet possess the passive allure of an adult succubus, became just like an ordinary little loli after putting on the bracelet.

This outcome satisfied the three seafood connoisseurs.

However, if Lilith was just an appetizer, then when it came to Doro, it was a truly grand spectacle.

Chapter 373 Real Black Boiled Egg

Compared to Lilith's atmosphere, where the lights and sound effects were at their peak but the staff seemed unhurried, when Doro was the last to enter the detection channel, there were no lights, no sounds, only people in uniforms rushing by with hurried expressions.

Frillie didn't know what had happened either, and could only try her best to comfort Sherlock and his group, but it was obviously not very useful. After seeing this situation, Sherlock and his group subconsciously frowned.

A strong sulfurous smell began to emanate from Akahoshi's body; as soon as Sherlock's side started a fight, Akahoshi would definitely join in instantly.

Not only Akahoshi, but even Sister Hana placed her hand on the hilt of the sword in the stone, ready to deal with any unexpected situations that might arise.

Surprisingly, the expected tense situation did not occur. Doro walked out of the detection channel looking bewildered, and someone even stuffed a huge lollipop into his hand without him noticing.

Everyone who saw this breathed a sigh of relief, but they still looked at Frilian with puzzled eyes.

Frillie was also completely bewildered, having no idea what had happened. This was the first time Frillie had encountered such a situation, but fortunately, someone soon appeared and explained the situation to everyone.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I'm Frillie's boss, my name is Black Commander."

Yes, you guessed right. The Black Commander who appeared in front of everyone, claiming to be led by Frillie, was indeed just like the Black Commander in Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf—a black egg!

It's a real egg!

The only difference might be that the black-haired general in front of her didn't have the limbs of a stick figure from an animated film, but rather her mother's normal hands and feet.

But that just makes it feel even weirder, doesn't it? An egg with arms and legs? The worst part is, this egg is black, and it even has facial features?

Honestly, when Sherlock saw this thing, he felt really unwell.

I know the universe is vast, there are many species, and they can look all sorts of weird shapes, but isn't this a bit too bizarre?

Of course, although Sherlock was already mentally ranting about the real black bald guy in front of him, he didn't say anything on the surface. After all, he had to be a little more careful on someone else's turf.

After introducing himself, the black-haired man continued speaking to Sherlock.

“Mr. Sherlock, where did you find Doro? This could be very important to us.”

After saying this, the black-haired man actually bowed to Sherlock.

Can you imagine an egg bowing to itself? Or a real marinated egg with limbs and facial features!

The scene before him was so shocking that Sherlock's eyelids twitched involuntarily.

Instead of answering the black-clad general in front of him, he looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze and asked a question.

Is there a problem?

Sherlock's rhetorical question was a defensive response, waiting for Black General's answer.

Clearly, the Black General in front of him was also a shrewd person. After thinking for a moment, he didn't hide anything and chose to honestly tell Sherlock the truth.

"Based on our tests, Doro may be a living alchemical being, which means that there is a great alchemist behind her who has touched the laws of life."

To be honest, there are far too many items created by alchemists on Xandar that we are unable to repair, so we have been searching for alchemists to restore Xandar's heritage.

Unfortunately, alchemists are extremely rare in the universe. There might not be one person chosen by the truth in the entire universe for a hundred years. Now that a clue that might be about the emergence of an alchemist is right in front of us, we have no reason to give up, do we?

Even if we take a step back and assume the alchemist is unwilling to restore our legacy, befriending him wouldn't be a bad thing.

Black General spoke with utmost sincerity, without any intention of concealing anything. Unfortunately, everyone present was astute. Although Black General was telling the truth, they could all guess what he was implying.

Simply put, interstellar civilizations in the universe are like nations; although they maintain a superficial peace, the struggles between them have never stopped.

Moreover, compared to Earth, the laws of the universe are undoubtedly more cruel. After all, the destruction of a nation and the extermination of a race on Earth might not be acceptable, but it is quite normal in the universe.

Furthermore, although the resources in the universe are theoretically infinite, this infiniteness is only theoretical, and there are several fatal problems in reality.

The processes of mining, refining, and even distribution inevitably involve considerations of economics and other miscellaneous issues. Coupled with the massive population base of the interstellar era, the direct result is that the struggle between races and classes in the universe remains fierce.

Considering the various war grievances from the past, maintaining the current situation is already quite an achievement.

In such circumstances, the existence of an alchemist would be extremely valuable. From a resource perspective, alchemy can decompose and transform resources without limit. From a technological perspective, the alchemical items created by alchemy can also greatly increase the strength of a civilization's survival.

To put it simply, for an interstellar civilization, the existence of an alchemist is equivalent to having a factory that can create resources infinitely, plus a scientist who has mastered technology that surpasses the limits of a civilization.

Even so, this is all under the premise that the alchemist does not participate in the fight.

It's important to know that almost every alchemist possesses considerable combat power, with the most powerful one even directly ending a cosmic war that lasted for nearly a century.

Therefore, from any perspective, befriending and winning over an alchemist is undoubtedly the most worthwhile investment, bar none.

This is especially true given that Doro's appearance signifies that this alchemist has mastered the most difficult, even miraculous, aspect of alchemy: the creation of life.

Having figured this out, everyone immediately focused their attention on Sherlock.

Although Sister Hua and the others were surprised by Sherlock's different abilities and identity, they did not participate in the confrontation. On the contrary, if Sherlock chose to keep this a secret, they would not say anything. Even if Sherlock chose to take action, they would follow in his footsteps.

But Sherlock's choice was completely unexpected.

Sherlock waved to Doro, hugged him, and then spoke to the Black General in front of him.

"Let me reintroduce myself, Sherlock Flamel, an alchemist! She is Doro, an alchemical life form I created, my child."

Chapter 374 The Busy Life Within Sight

The instant Sherlock finished speaking, Black General raised his head and looked at Sherlock with eyes that were like two huge searchlights. Even Sherlock felt a little scared by the intensely fanatical light in his eyes.

Needless to say, Doro was a little overwhelmed by the bizarre sight of the black hard-boiled egg in front of him, which looked like a dog seeing shit.

He decisively put the lollipop into his mini four-dimensional pocket, took out his mini meow hammer, and looked warily at the bizarre-looking thing in front of him.

Clearly, compared to the completely bewildered Frillie, Black Egg, as her superior, was far more knowledgeable than Frillie. The moment he saw the mini Meow Meow Hammer that Doro took out, the fanaticism on his face froze for a moment.

Of course, it only lasted for a moment. Soon, the Black General readjusted his expression. Although he was still excited, he no longer had the same fervor as before.

As for the reason, Sherlock could guess a little; it was nothing more than Doro's Meowth Hammer.

It's worth noting that Asgard is a well-known interstellar civilization, and Thor, as the two red sticks of Asgard, is also quite famous. Mjolnir is one of the most famous artifacts in the entire universe.

Now, Doro is holding a mini Meow Hammer that looks exactly like the original, which has a lot of implications.

Moreover, compared to Xandar, Asgard is a legitimate 'power'.

In terms of scale, unless Sherlock joins Xandar now and is willing to wholeheartedly help Xandar develop, the outcome of having a planet fight against a cosmic-level power would be considered good if it could just keep its planet intact.

It was obvious that when the Black General recognized the Meowth Hammer, he already knew that Sherlock was definitely connected to Asgard, and could even be said to have a good relationship with Asgard.

As for why Sherlock, the alchemist, ended up in exile, and how Sherlock, being human, came to have a relationship with a behemoth like Asgard, the Black Commander had no idea.

Sherlock inadvertently tarnished Asgard's reputation, which can be seen as revenge for Odin and Frigga's use of him to promote Asgard.

Of course, although their hopes of recruiting Sherlock to their side were dashed, being on good terms with an alchemist like Sherlock was still not a bad thing for the entire planet Xandar.

Therefore, although Black General had lost his previous fervor, he was still very polite to Sherlock and the others, and even wanted to personally entertain Sherlock, but Sherlock refused.

That's right, Sherlock still chose the catgirl Frillie as the guide for his group.

On one hand, having been a beast of burden in his past life, Sherlock particularly dislikes people who try to reap the benefits of a project halfway through. On the other hand, compared to Frillie, Black Warlord is far too bizarre.

Although Sherlock doesn't consider himself a looks-obsessed person, he certainly couldn't bring himself to look directly at a creature as bizarre as Black Boss, which is far too strange for humans.

Although Frilian still seemed completely bewildered after hearing Sherlock's choice.

Fortunately, although Black General seemed like someone who wanted to reap the rewards, he was actually quite reasonable. After Sherlock refused his personal accompaniment and said that everything would remain the same, Black General carefully gave Frillie a lot of instructions before leaving with a smile.

Although Black General was quite restrained when he left, Sherlock and his group could still tell that he was in a hurry when he left.

Almost instantly after Blackie left, the group began exchanging glances.

Sister Hua: () Sherlock, you're doomed. From now on, people will keep appearing around you under the guise of visiting.

Gandalf: (^_)☆ My little friend, you're probably in for a busy time.

Zhang Zhi: ε-(｀;) So troublesome, just as troublesome as those bubble-headed idiots.