Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

Of course, besides becoming low-level workers, there are other options. Xandar also offered these refugees two other paths: those who are pretty and sweet-looking can become reception staff like Frilian.

Those who perform exceptionally well can also join the Nova Legion on Xandar and become ordinary privates.

However, in a cosmic war, the word "private" is essentially equivalent to cannon fodder. Of course, although they are cannon fodder, those who choose this path will never refuse it, because compared to a life where you can see the end from the beginning, being a private is dangerous, but it is also full of opportunities.

Chapter 377 Unexpected Difficulties

Aside from this useless information, the information that made Sherlock most uncomfortable was that he learned from his "classmate" that the place he was living in was not actually for them, the "prisoners".

On the contrary, the community where Sherlock lived was for prison guards!

Most importantly, when Sherlock woke up this morning, he had already roughly discovered that the so-called community for prison guards was basically empty.

In other words, Sherlock could almost predict what he would experience that night.

Sherlock was completely helpless in this regard and could only let things take their course.

Sherlock was not at all surprised that Frillie and his classmates gave completely opposite accounts of the same event.

Well, this thing is like the American Dream; if you take it too seriously, you lose.

Moreover, Sherlock never intended to stay on Xandar for long; he merely used it as a stepping stone. Therefore, Sherlock didn't really care what the real Xandar was like.

Unlike his classmates, Sherlock went to the library to start his "college entrance exam preparation mode" after lunch, while Hua Jie and the others chose to study the subjects they were more interested in.

Of course, piloting a spaceship is a required course for almost everyone, including Doro! It's practically a consensus among everyone in Sherlock's team that they absolutely must not let Sherlock's butt touch the pilot's seat.

After an afternoon of studying, Sherlock planned to go to the cafeteria for dinner in the evening, but he was stopped at the cafeteria entrance by the same prison guard he had met that morning.

The reason is simple: they have prepared a dinner party in the community and invited Sherlock and his team members to attend, so Sherlock will not have to go to the canteen to solve his dinner problem.

Sherlock had no choice but to attend the banquet with a forced smile.

However, even though Sherlock had prepared himself mentally, he was still slightly shocked by the politicians of Xandar when he actually attended the so-called banquet.

Well, what was originally a small community for prison guards has now become a gathering place for politicians. It just goes to show that no matter where you are, a maggot with a black heart will always remain a maggot with a black heart.

As for why this situation occurs.

The reason is actually quite simple; anyone with a modicum of common sense should be able to guess it to some extent.

On the one hand, it was to cultivate a good relationship with Sherlock in order to gain more political capital from him; on the other hand, it was also to avoid Ronan's impending attack.

Thanks to the glorious deeds left by their alchemist predecessors, these black-hearted maggots subconsciously believed that when facing the threat of the Infinity Stones, the area around an alchemist was undoubtedly the safest place.

Even Sherlock had to admit that sometimes, the intuition of these black-hearted maggots was truly terrifying.

Of course, Sherlock understood these things, but he couldn't say them out loud, since he still needed Xandar's help.

Therefore, Sherlock could only put on his standard smile and step into this arena of fame and fortune, filled with conflicts of interest.

In fact, Sherlock's guess was entirely correct. The moment he appeared at the banquet, he became the absolute center of attention almost instantly.

Those heartless maggots, holding wine glasses and wearing fake smiles, came over to toast Sherlock, their words filled with entanglements of interests.

It wasn't until midnight that Sherlock, utterly exhausted, opened the door to his house.

To be honest, Sherlock felt even more exhausted after this banquet than after fighting the entire Battle of New York. Talking to these heartless maggots was just too mentally taxing.

After all, those guys are best at making a very simple thing extremely complicated by using all sorts of roundabout methods.

However, to Sherlock's surprise, when he entered the living room of his house, Cassiopeia, the three Seafood Generals, and Gandalf were almost all waiting for him.

"Where are Lilith and Doro?"

Looking at the team members gathered in his living room, Sherlock poured himself a glass of water, a hint of weariness in his expression, and asked...

“I let those two kids go to rest. Staying up late isn’t good for children.”

After hearing Sherlock's question, Sister Flower spoke gently to him, and then Gandalf, stroking his beard, also asked a question.

"Dealing with those politicians must be exhausting, right?"

After hearing Gandalf's teasing, Sherlock rolled his eyes in annoyance. To be honest, if Gandalf and the others hadn't refused to help him, he wouldn't have had to deal with those heartless maggots himself.

After Sherlock sat down on the sofa with his water glass in hand, he addressed the group in front of him.

"I was busy all night, and although I was very tired, it wasn't a complete waste of time."

Upon hearing Sherlock's words, everyone's eyes turned to him, awaiting his next move.

“I promise to help them repair the equipment left behind by the alchemists, and in return, they must open up all the technical data of Xandar to us and provide us with a small spaceship so that we can leave.”

After taking another sip of water, Sherlock addressed the crowd before him. However, upon hearing Sherlock's news, the crowd did not show any excitement; instead, they stared at Sherlock with a somewhat solemn expression.

"Where is the star map?"

Although Akahoshi's words were brief, they hit the nail on the head.

After all, if they only provide a spaceship without a star map, then trying to return to Earth with Sherlock would be practically a matter of luck.

Upon hearing Akahoshi's question, Sherlock's face darkened slightly, not because Akahoshi had pointed out the problem with the star chart, but because of the inherent limitations of the star chart itself.

Well, in Sherlock's mind, a star map is basically not that different from a game map.

However, after an afternoon of learning and understanding, Sherlock realized that he had been thinking too simply. The real star map should actually be similar to the Log Pose used by pirates!

To put it simply, most star charts are actually recorded point-to-point, which means they use the most detailed information to record everything between planet A and planet B.

From the gravitational parameters along the way to the probability of encountering planetary debris impacts, even the minute parameters within faster-than-light jumps are recorded in detail.

As for the others, we can only give a general direction, since there is just too much navigation data and we also need to match the computing power of the star map itself, so this is the only setting we can adopt.

Chapter 378 Ronan's Death

If this is bad news, then the even worse news is that there is actually no star map of Earth recorded on Xandar!

In short, the entire planet Xandar had absolutely no idea where Earth or the solar system was located! They couldn't even provide directions!

So if you want to start from Xandar and return to Earth, there is only one way: go to Asgard first!

Fortunately, Asgard is different from Earth; it is a well-known power in the universe, so there is no need to worry about not being able to find the direction of Asgard.

The only problem is that there is no star map in the entire planet Xandar that leads directly to Asgard.

The reason is quite simple: Xandar did not have diplomatic relations with Asgard, and the two were even quite far apart. Under normal circumstances, star charts could not contain all the navigation data for such a distance.

Therefore, those heartless maggots gave Sherlock two solutions.

First, they equipped the star map with a pointing system that would keep the spaceship always heading toward Asgard. The risk of this choice was that each faster-than-light jump was a gamble.

Secondly, they will provide specific directions to Asgard, and then give Sherlock a list of the planets they know that are 'closest' to Asgard. As for how to proceed from there, that's up to Sherlock to decide.

Clearly, both the first and second options have significant drawbacks. The first option is undoubtedly a gamble, and no one can guarantee what will happen.

To put it bluntly, if the spaceship were to encounter an unknown black hole on its way to faster-than-light travel, even with Sherlock Holmes's alchemy, the outcome would likely be no better.

After all, black holes are arguably the biggest factor in spaceship disappearances during space travel, bar none.

The second option is not a good solution either. After all, the so-called "planet closest to Asgard" is actually quite far away from Asgard, and as a planet that can establish diplomatic relations with Xandar, it is hard to guarantee that Sherlock will not experience another "feast" like tonight's here.

Sherlock didn't want to go through that experience with those black-hearted maggots and false snakes again.

Most importantly, no one can guarantee that after passing by this planet, they will be able to obtain the star map of the next 'planet closest to Asgard'.

At this point, Sherlock felt somewhat uncomfortable. He hadn't felt anything before, but now he felt that Asgard was becoming somewhat closed off from the world.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. After all, Asgard is a behemoth that controls the nine realms, and even has a powerful figure like Odin who can rival the Celestials. Asgard has no need to rush into so-called 'diplomacy'.

After discussing for a long time, the group still chose the second method. The only difference was that they also incorporated some of their own ideas into the second method.

Of course, that's all in the future. Right now, the biggest problem facing them is Ronan's invasion.

Those heartless maggots wanted Sherlock to take action, but Sherlock turned them all down, only saying that he would protect the entire planet Xandar in a critical moment, and made no other promises.

In addition, those heartless maggots believed from the bottom of their hearts that even if Sherlock didn't take action, there wouldn't be much danger as long as they stayed by Sherlock's side, so the matter was left unresolved.

After discussing the follow-up matters with his teammates, Sherlock and the others went home to rest.

The changes brought about by this banquet were quite significant.

First, there was a change in the curriculum. No one paid attention to whether Sherlock and his group attended classes or what they were learning. In this small prison, Sherlock and his group seemed to be completely untouchable.

The advantage of this is that Sherlock and his friends are much freer, and they can even go out on trips that their 'classmates' would never have imagined.

It was precisely because of this situation that the three Seafood Generals had almost given up the opportunity to study. Every day during the day, they would borrow a flying car to go out. As for what the three Seafood Generals actually did, no one in the entire prison knew.

Flora and Gandalf stayed obediently in the prison, taking Doro and Lilith to class every day.

As for Sherlock, he spent the entire time in the prison library, laying the groundwork for his future.

As time passed, on the fourth day, Sherlock sensed something was wrong early in the morning. The entire prison seemed to have been put on pause. Not only was there no sound, but even the usually noisy politicians were now quietly hiding in their rooms.

Sherlock quickly grasped the situation after a moment's thought. Clearly, Ronan's ship was about to arrive, and the entire planet Xandar was on high alert.

Sherlock wasn't in a hurry to continue his studies at this time. Instead, he sent the three Seafood Generals out with Flower Sister and Gandalf, while he stayed home with Doro and Lilith on the sofa.

In front of the three was a 3D projection, the content of which, needless to say, was the front line of preparation for battle.

Yes, despite the immense tension among the ruthless maggots in the prison, Sherlock wasn't particularly bothered; in fact, he felt a sense of relaxation, like watching a movie.

And the way things unfolded was pretty much the same as in the movie.

Ronan, the villain with the most bizarre death in film history, still died because of Star-Lord's silly dance.

Or to put it more accurately, this guy died purely because he talked too much. If Ronan hadn't had such a strong desire to perform and had just thrown a Power Stone at Xandar, Xandar would probably be a scorched earth by now.

Even after finishing this task, he could still have a chance to meet Thanos without the Infinity Gauntlet.

But this guy was so reckless that he ended up killing himself.

Of course, Ronan probably never imagined that Star-Lord, this seemingly silly guy, would actually have half of the superhuman bloodline, which would allow him to withstand the power of the Power Stone for a short period of time.

However, in Sherlock's opinion, even if Ronan could actually defeat Star-Lord's brain-dead aura and his silly virus, given his reckless personality, even with the help of the Power Stone, he would most likely be killed by Thanos when he came looking for trouble.

Having witnessed the entire process, Sherlock can only say that Ronan's death was entirely deserved!

Chapter 379 Secret Plan

Sherlock was not at all surprised by Ronan's death; what truly surprised him was the reaction of those heartless maggots.

To be fair, Sherlock was absolutely right in calling politicians heartless maggots from beginning to end. Ronan's 'corpse' wasn't even cold yet when those heartless maggots couldn't wait to kiss it.