Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

Under such a system, it is no exaggeration to say that almost the entire Infinite City has become the eyes and ears of that gluttonous beast.

After all, no one wants to be unhappy with their social class. Compared to actions that consistently contribute large sums of tax money, the option of making a significant contribution that directly elevates one's social class is undoubtedly an easier choice.

Of course, if you deliberately provide false information, or even cause losses to the Infinite City, there will be corresponding penalties. At best, you will be downgraded back to the next region; at worst, you will be banished to the Abyss and never be promoted again.

With this combination of kindness and severity, Infinite City appears to be a solid, unbroken block.

Although Big Stomach didn't manage to make eyeliner appear all over the city, he did create an environment where everyone was covered in his eyeliner.

Chapter 390 Gandalf’s defense

The reason why Doro and Lilith were able to instill a sense of fear in Gandalf regarding the Infinite City is quite simple.

Because the inner city they went to was the most developed area of ​​the color and entertainment industries in Infinite City, people in their line of work knew how much commercial profit a succubus who was not yet an adult and a cute little guy who could become an idol could bring.

Especially doro.

As the saying goes, what the superiors do, the inferiors will follow. Given that the boss of the Big Eater Cake is a complete anime fan, do you think the whole Infinite City will also have a strong anime fan atmosphere?

The impact of an anime creature like Doro, who resembles a plush toy, appearing here is something Sherlock could easily imagine.

Huge profits, even opportunities to elevate their social class, were right in front of them, and Gandalf, this old man, seemed to be the only obstacle in their way. Gandalf's fate was predictable.

This is why the biggest boss in the Infinite City is that gluttonous scumbag boss; there are no other bosses. Otherwise, Gandalf's encounters this time would have been far more than just sending things, offering himself up, or even slurping beef.

The old man's plight was the only consolation among the many less-than-good news gathered by the group.

Clearly, Sherlock and his companions' lack of knowledge about the Infinity City rendered their initial plans obsolete, and even Sherlock's initial plan to modify the spaceship inside the Abyss became a pipe dream.

After all, in the entire Infinite City, if anyone most wanted to achieve upward social mobility, it would undoubtedly be that group of Abyss Demons.

Moreover, the deepest part of the abyss is not without traces of intelligent life. The food of those abyssal demons also proves that although there are few people at the bottom, it is not without people.

Under the rules of the Infinite City, if Sherlock is discovered modifying his spaceship at the bottom level, he will inevitably be reported.

If they were to actually break ties with that big eater, it would only make their departure more difficult.

Moreover, the modification of the spaceship also requires the support of some parts from Eternal Night Star. Even if Sherlock were an alchemist, he couldn't do everything, since he had spent too little time on Xandar.

Therefore, the second option, which was originally the riskiest, has almost become the only option for Sherlock and his group, which is not good news for them.

Sherlock felt there should be a better plan, but he just couldn't come up with a solution. He couldn't really rely on force to fight, could he?

This would be understandable if it happened on a planet, since there are other people and even businesses there. But it's a different story in space.

Even if Sherlock is incredibly powerful, he couldn't possibly stand in a vacuum and fight the other side in alchemy, right?

With their warships deployed in full force, even a Great Immortal couldn't withstand a round of saturated firepower!

Just as Sherlock felt like he was about to crack his head open, Sister Hua, who was drinking tea, suddenly blurted out two words.

"A ghost train!"

It was as if a spark had fallen into gasoline; almost instantly, Sherlock understood what Sister Hua meant, and the chaotic thoughts in his head were cleared up in a flash.

"That's right! Project Ghost Train! Since we can't escape that fatso's surveillance, let him keep watching us! A spaceship is so big it might be hard to hide in the abyss, but a few people are a piece of cake to hide!"

The quick-witted Sherlock immediately began excitedly pacing around the room and hall. Watching Sherlock constantly calculating gains and losses, the three Seafood Admirals still looked somewhat bewildered.

After all, strictly speaking, the three of them were only military officers, so they naturally couldn't understand the intricacies of civil officials.

Fortunately, Gandalf, having recovered somewhat, cleared up the doubts of the three.

"Sherlock's idea is that since we can't escape the Infinite City's surveillance, we might as well let them monitor us directly. We not only don't need to hide where we come from, but we should even actively reveal where we come from."

Then we can launch a full-scale attack, making that fatso think that we boarded someone else's spaceship and left the nebula after the attack, causing him to chase after a completely non-existent target.

This would not only get rid of that miserable fat guy's attention, but also draw Xandar's attention to that non-existent 'ghost train'.

As for ourselves, we can leave the Infinite City through the abysses of Eternal Night Star, through the remote depths of these abysses.

The entire Eternal Night Star isn't just about Infinite City; besides, Infinite City's resources aren't suitable for our spaceship modifications, so there's no need to waste time here.

By the time that fatso realizes what's happening, we should have already used that time difference to leave Eternal Night Star.

After Gandalf's explanation, the three Sea Kings looked at Sherlock and his companions with rather complicated expressions, their eyes filled with the disdain of military generals for civil officials.

Sherlock didn't pay much attention to the three seafood generals' gazes, instead becoming engrossed in the plan. Sister Hua was extremely satisfied with the plan, after all, she had her own selfish motives in it.

As a killing machine, it's quite remarkable that Sister Hua could remain calm after being imprisoned for an unknown period of time. Even if Sherlock could guess Sister Hua's ulterior motives, he probably wouldn't stop her.

On the contrary, Gandalf, being a wizard, stiffened for a moment after noticing the gazes of the three Seafood Generals. He stroked his beard rather awkwardly before speaking to them with a touch of emotion.

"Don't look at me like that. Strictly speaking, I should be considered a military general! At most, I can be considered both a scholar and a warrior!"

Upon hearing Gandalf's words, whether out of embarrassment or self-praise, everyone's attention was instantly drawn to him.

Sherlock, in particular, began to look at Gandalf with a strange expression.

This made Gandalf's old face blush subconsciously, and he stiffened his neck and looked at Sherlock, whose expression was the strangest, and said something.

"What kind of look is that? Is there anything wrong with what I said?"

Hearing Gandalf's question, Sherlock shrugged in annoyance and then answered with a relaxed expression.

"No problem. Just put one point into Intelligence, one point into Spell Illumination, and put the rest of your skill points into Strength and Stamina, prioritizing health. As for skills, focus on melee specialization."

In summary, allocate half of your skill points to Stamina, half to Strength, and leave one point for Intelligence. Focus on the following skills: Block, Critical Strike, Charge, Whirlwind Dance, Decapitation, and Armor Penetration.

For magic-based skills, just choose Holy Light or Illumination!

Calling you a warrior is absolutely accurate; after all, you can't find a mage like yourself among warriors, and among mages, you're the strongest in melee combat!

Gandalf: "You idiot! You're talking nonsense! Slander! This is utter slander!"

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Chapter 391 Sherlock's Envy

Gandalf's vulnerable state successfully made everyone in the room laugh. Although it was unclear how Sherlock knew Gandalf's skill points, it was undeniable that Sherlock was absolutely right.

You have to understand that they all witnessed Gandalf charging wildly with Sister Hua's sword in the stone (diao). Even Huang Mian, who was in the front row holding an ice shield and cosplaying as Braum, almost couldn't keep up with Gandalf's pace.

You can just say whether Sherlock is right or wrong, and that's it.

Of course, it was all just a joke, and even Gandalf's "breakdown" was just to ease the tension, which everyone knew.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to tease Gandalf, everyone present relaxed instantly and almost subconsciously began to talk about the crisis they had seen Gandalf encounter with the two little ones on Flower Street that day.

Sherlock joked about Gandalf's skill point allocation, suggesting that Gandalf might not actually be able to break through defenses.

But when he heard that everyone present except Sherlock knew or had seen the commotion, yet no one had intervened, Gandalf was truly on edge.

"No, you all saw it? You saw it and didn't even try to rescue me from that group of women who seemed to have never seen a man before? If the old man hadn't run fast, those madams would have almost sucked the old man's dick!"

In response to Gandalf's accusations, Sister Hua said that she had only heard about it and had not seen it with her own eyes.

The three seafood experts, who had witnessed the whole process, put on an expression that said, "You all know what I mean."

Huang Mian: "I thought you were quite happy."

Zhang Zhi: "Judging from your reaction at the time, it didn't seem like you wanted to refuse, did it?"

Red Star: "..."

Gandalf: "???"

Listening to the group of men bickering, Sherlock belatedly realized that apart from himself, who had gone to explore the abyss, only Sister Hua was a woman who had gone to check out the entertainment and commercial areas of the Infinite City.

Damn it, all of you grown men went to the red-light district without saying a word?

Did you guys go to gather intelligence or go to enjoy yourselves?

Sherlock's jealousy was so intense it was almost unrecognizable.

Especially regarding Gandalf's experience, damn it, Sherlock had never experienced what it felt like to have a bunch of women swarming around him like crazy in both of his lives.

What? You're saying the people surrounding us are madams, not courtesans?

Bullshit! That's because it was Gandalf who went, not her mother! If it were her, she'd be surrounded by young and beautiful women!

The more Sherlock thought about it, the angrier he became. He even began to doubt whether he was a complete idiot when he righteously declared that he would go to the abyss last night when the tasks were assigned!

Sherlock had previously read online that humans are not very empathetic beings and didn't believe it, but now he truly believes it. He can't even empathize with himself from last night!

As Sherlock listened to the men's banter on the other side, his expression became increasingly distorted, and tears of envy even began to trickle from the corners of his mouth.

With the idea of ​​not corrupting the children, Sister Hua decisively glared at Sherlock, who was drooling.

Sherlock, who was startled by Sister Hua's immense killing intent, finally came to his senses, but the burning envy in his heart still had nowhere to be vented.

Turning his head, he saw the two little ones who had eaten themselves into looking like little kittens. Sherlock was filled with rage and, without saying a word, grabbed Doro, who had already turned into a ball, by the scruff of the neck.

Ignoring Doro's short and cute limbs struggling wildly in mid-air, Sherlock snatched the food bag that Doro was still clutching in his hand, then dragged Doro towards the bathroom with a dark expression.

If the child gets dirty, they need to be washed properly.

He even picked up Lilith, who had also eaten herself into a mess, when he passed by her.

Seeing Sherlock venting his anger on taking the two little ones to bathe, Sister Hua shook her head helplessly and took another sip of tea.

Meanwhile, on the other side, after a long and epic verbal battle between the middle group and Gandalf, the group watched as Sherlock led the two little ones into the toilet. The moment the toilet door closed, their verbal duel turned into a physical fight.

Gandalf: "Today I'll show you what it means to put all your skill points into Strength and Endurance!"

The three seafood generals: "You think I'll avoid their sharp edge? My sword is just as sharp!"

Amidst the commotion, Sister Hua calmly and composedly sipped her tea, occasionally swatting away various flying debris.

As for Sherlock, well, after washing the two little ones clean, Sherlock himself inevitably got soaked. After shooing the two little ones out, Sherlock took a bath himself.

To be fair, the culture of big appetites embracing a simple lifestyle isn't without its advantages. At least when it comes to bathing, apart from the Northeast, there are very few places that can rival that lifestyle!

After enjoying a relaxing soak in a unique zero-gravity interstellar hot spring on Eternal Night Star, when Sherlock emerged feeling quite pleased with himself, Sister Hua had already taken the two little ones to rest, leaving only a group of men in the entire hall.

However, the current situation was somewhat perplexing to Sherlock.

Although Gandalf was a little disheveled, he was still in a decent state overall, calmly drinking tea at the tea table.

Zhang Zhi was already sleeping soundly face down, while Chi Xing was huddled in the corner looking like he was reflecting on his mistakes, muttering something under his breath. Only Huang Mian was nowhere to be seen.

Sherlock leaned over with a hint of curiosity and listened for a while. After figuring out what Akahoshi was muttering to himself, the twitching at the corner of his mouth never stopped.