Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

Am I contradicting myself? Are you even speaking human language?

After hearing Sherlock's taunts, Tony was completely bewildered. To be honest, if it weren't for the excruciating pain in his groin that left him with no strength to refute, he would have jumped up and argued with Sherlock about what the hell meant by the Anti-Tony Armor!

Of course, it's impossible to explain theoretically, since it really hurts too much.

Tony's last act of defiance in the face of Sherlock's mockery was to tremblingly extend one hand and raise a towering middle finger at him.

However, it was quite obvious that Sherlock laughed even harder in the face of Tony's last act of defiance.

Ten minutes later, Tony sat in the driver's seat of Sherlock's 6x6 Raptor with a sour face, driving without saying a word.

The story is actually quite simple. Sherlock couldn't stand Tony's disheveled appearance any longer. After Tony recovered, Sherlock threatened him with his pistol, forcing him to tidy himself up and make room for the cleaning company.

As for the so-called 'Anti-Tony Armor,' it was forcibly taken into the underground garage and locked up by Sherlock.

As for why Tony looked so sour.

The reason is simple: anyone who owns a car knows that no one is happy to be driving.

Especially at this moment, in the passenger seat, there was a guy who pushed the seat all the way back, crossed his legs, leisurely enjoyed the breeze outside the window, and took a bite of a snack from time to time with something whose material and writing were incomprehensible.

That's right, the source of Tony's sour face, the one who made him feel like someone owed him billions, was Sherlock.

However, it was more the snack in Sherlock's hand that attracted Tony than Sherlock's smug and relaxed demeanor.

Tony swore that the snack packaging in Sherlock's hand, containing things that looked like rainbow candies, was definitely not made of Earth, neither in terms of the text nor the materials.

Tony was especially curious about Sherlock's behavior while eating this stuff.

After the first snack, Sherlock showed an expression of enjoyment. After the second snack, his expression became strange. He looked at the snack in his hand but didn't say anything. After the third snack, Sherlock looked as if he had drunk a mouthful of vinegar, and his entire face scrunched up tightly.

Sherlock seemed to notice that Tony, who was driving, would occasionally glance at him, and also at the snacks in his hand.

After finally getting rid of the taste in his mouth, Sherlock handed the snacks to Tony, who was full of curiosity.

"Try some? A specialty snack from Eternal Night Star, a lawless land of interstellar civilization: Bibimbap Beans!"

Interstellar civilization? Lawless land? Just the fact that Sherlock uttered these two linked terms was enough to grab Tony's attention.

Driven by curiosity, Tony did not refuse Sherlock. While driving, he reached into the snack bag Sherlock handed him and pulled out a candy that looked similar to Skittles.

Unlike Sherlock, who stuffed the candy into his mouth without hesitation, Tony didn't eat it right away when he took it out. Instead, he observed the candy in his hand while driving, and even smelled it under his nose.

Sherlock didn't pay any attention. After Tony took out a candy bean, he also took out one, gave Tony an encouraging look, and then ate his own candy bean first.

Seeing that Sherlock had already eaten, Tony didn't hesitate and immediately threw the candy into his mouth.

The moment the candy entered Tony's mouth, an extremely refreshing sweetness instantly spread throughout his entire oral cavity. Just as Tony was about to praise the taste of the candy, the next second, an indescribable sour and rotten smell exploded in Tony's mouth.

How can I describe that sour, foul smell?

It's like the smell of a sweaty foot stuffed into a pair of secondhand, worn-out leather boots after running a marathon in the sweltering heat of summer.

The instant the smell spread in Tony's mouth, he almost instinctively slammed on the brakes and stuck his head out of the driver's side window to vomit violently.

"Yue~ Sherlock, you son of a bitch! Yue~ What the hell is this taste?! Yue~ I think I stuffed an old shoe insole in my mouth! Yue~"

Of course, Sherlock surprisingly did not refute Tony's accusations. The reason was simple: Sherlock was currently leaning out of the passenger window and gazing at something.

After a while, Tony and Sherlock finally emptied their stomachs, tears and snot streaming down their faces as they pulled their heads back out of the car window and sat pale in their seats.

The first thing Sherlock did upon returning was to throw the damned Beans of Flavor out the window. Then, grumbling, he pulled a pack of tissues from his four-dimensional pocket, grabbed a few sheets to wipe his face, and handed them to Tony next to him.

Tony naturally followed suit, also taking out a few bills to clean himself up. Then he watched helplessly as Sherlock pulled a bottle of cola from his four-dimensional pocket, took a sip to rinse his mouth, and then spat it out the window. Only then did Sherlock's expression improve a little, though he was still incredibly pale.

Tony followed suit, snatching the Coke from Sherlock's hand and rinsing his mouth to get rid of the stale smell of old shoe insoles.

Just as he was about to complain about what kind of weird snacks Sherlock had brought out, he noticed that Sherlock's expression was even more unpleasant than his own, which made him a little curious.

"No, what flavor is that you're eating? It tastes even worse than my old shoe insole!"

"The first one is a Selene rose, which is sweet and sour and tastes pretty good. I'm not sure about the second one; it might taste like snot. The third one tastes like an Emerald berry, which is a bit like an unripe lemon, with a sour and bitter flavor."

At this point, Sherlock paused slightly before continuing through gritted teeth.

"The fourth one is really something else, it smells like Andra beast dung! Are those bastards on Eternal Night Star all fucking pica? They can actually make something that smells like that, and the worst part is that this piece of junk is actually a specialty product, and it even sells pretty well?"

Hearing Sherlock's swearing and using "fxxk" as a punctuation mark, Tony temporarily put aside his recent experience of eating a stale, old-fashioned Bean and looked at the pale-faced Sherlock with some curiosity, asking...

"What does the poop of that Angela beast smell like?"

"The pro max version with the flavor of canned herring!"

Sherlock rolled his eyes as he answered Tony's question. Upon hearing this answer, Tony's lips twitched slightly. He was actually starting to agree with Sherlock's earlier idea that interstellar civilizations had some kind of pica.

What kind of flavor is this? Is this something a human could even imagine?

Chapter 422 An Irresistible Vacation Request (Part 1)

Although Tony had countless complaints about the alien's tastes, he was also curious about what happened to Sherlock after his disappearance in the Fall of S.H.I.E.L.D.

The two chatted casually about Sherlock's completely accidental interstellar trip, though Sherlock did most of the talking while Tony asked questions.

Sherlock had no interest in telling Tony about the many messy things he had encountered along the way, lest the scoundrel laugh at him. He only picked out a few key points to tell Tony.

Even so, it was enough to make Tony's mouth water.

It's not that I envy Sherlock's inexplicable interstellar journey, but rather that I'm genuinely craving the interstellar knowledge he brought back!

Especially when Tony learned that the spaceship was lying obediently in Sherlock's four-dimensional pocket when Sherlock returned, he instinctively stepped on the brakes and insisted that Sherlock take it out to see it.

Finally, under the intimidation of the baseball bat that Sherlock had conjured from his spear, they quieted down and obediently drove Sherlock to a private salon in Los Angeles that was not open to the public.

Thanks to Tony, Sherlock got a taste of what it's like to have the styling services of the super-rich.

The conclusion can be summarized in just one sentence.

It's nice to have money!

You would never imagine how much money the wealthy can make out of a haircut that would cost 20-50 yuan for an average person.

To put it simply, Sherlock felt like he wasn't there for a haircut, but rather for a full-on head massage experience!

The procedures included washing, trimming, beautifying, designing, and various facial cleansing and contouring techniques. Even the methods surprised Sherlock greatly, as they not only incorporated Western techniques but also included acupressure and facial care techniques from traditional Chinese medicine.

When Sherlock and Tony came out, Tony had already transformed back into his original form as the world's richest man, Iron Man Tony.

As for Sherlock, he underwent a complete head transplant!

The hairstyle that was originally like that of the triplets in the movie "Catch the Wind and Seek Shadows" has been changed into a neat and crisp short haircut. The exquisite American-style slicked-back hair adds a touch of sharpness to Sherlock's already handsome face.

Honestly, the only good thing about Sherlock's current outfit is that he's wearing a comfortable hoodie. If he were dressed in a suit, he would definitely be a suitable candidate to join the Shelby family!

Sherlock had originally planned to have a meal with Tony after getting his haircut and ask him what was going on with the Captain, but Tony's impatient manner forced Sherlock to abandon the plan.

Left with no other choice, Sherlock went to a supermarket and bought a lot of food, which he put into his four-dimensional pocket. Then, he found a secluded spot, put away his raptor, and released the spaceship.

With Tony, who looked like a country bumpkin visiting the Grand View Garden, on board the spaceship, the ship's stealth system was activated, and Tony was taken directly to the high seas.

At the speed of a spaceship, finding a deserted island in the Pacific Ocean would be a piece of cake. In less than the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, Sherlock and Tony landed on the beach of the deserted island.

After shutting down the spaceship's power supply and physically cutting off its energy source, Sherlock went to the beach to enjoy the long-awaited sunbathing, seawater, and gentle breeze.

Fun fact: Glassy beaches are not actually that rare. As long as the beach is relatively shallow and no one ventures there year-round, a glassy beach is almost guaranteed to appear.

This uninhabited island clearly fits the characteristics of a glassy sea.

Sherlock set up a deck chair and a parasol on his own, and even took the food he had just bought out of his four-dimensional pocket and placed it on the beach before leisurely drinking beer and enjoying the beautiful scenery in front of him.

On the other hand, Tony is the complete opposite of Sherlock. Due to his obsession with technology, he sees Sherlock's spaceship as a treasure.

Just like Jerry seeing cheese, Tony was almost completely captivated by the advanced technology inside the spaceship, so much so that he didn't even realize Sherlock had already gone to sunbathe.

Unfortunately, Sherlock's accidental disconnection of the energy source using alchemy rendered most of the spaceship's functions unusable, with only the remaining living functions able to operate on the remaining energy supply.

Despite his excitement, Tony was forced to calm down in the face of a bunch of conjectures that he couldn't understand or verify, and walked out of the spaceship like a defeated general.

Watching Tony walk out of the spaceship, Sherlock chuckled and took a sip of his beer, then spoke to Tony in an almost devilish tone, trying to entice him.

"Want to know the knowledge I stole from interstellar civilizations for free?"

"You, a mystical alchemist, can't possibly understand technology?"

Upon hearing Sherlock's words, Tony almost instinctively retorted, but this time Sherlock didn't respond; he just looked at Tony with a half-smile.

Tony realized what Sherlock was doing and asked him incredulously.

"No, you really learned it?"

Upon hearing Tony's question, Sherlock finally lost his 'wise' expression, rolled his eyes at Tony, tossed him a bottle of beer, and then spoke to him.

"Stop dawdling! Just tell me if you want to learn or not!"

"Of course, is that even a question?"

Tony gave Sherlock an answer almost immediately, but he quickly realized what was happening and looked at Sherlock with some wariness, pressing him for an answer.

"Tell me the price you'll have to pay, and then I'll consider whether I should learn it or not!"

……

Upon hearing Tony's words, Sherlock, who was lying on the recliner, unconsciously twitched at the corner of his mouth. He was somewhat speechless and even began to wonder if he had been a little too harsh on Tony in the past.

What a huge psychological trauma this has left on the child!

Although Sherlock was inwardly cursing Tony's cautious attitude towards him, he only rolled his eyes in annoyance before speaking to Tony.

"Don't worry, it's not difficult for you."

After saying this, Sherlock paused, and before Tony could speak, he continued to say something to Tony.

"You just need to spend three or four days here quietly with me, clear your mind and enjoy life, and before the holiday ends, tell me exactly what you think about the Avengers and your current situation."

Upon hearing Sherlock's words, Tony, who had been somewhat wary of what Sherlock was up to, fell silent for a moment after being stunned.

Chapter 423 An Irresistible Vacation Request (Part 2)

Is Tony an idiot? Obviously not. In fact, it's no exaggeration to say that Tony is one of the smartest people on Earth.

Although Sherlock had been evasive and deliberately concealed a great deal of information when recounting his own interstellar adventures to him.

However, Tony could still imagine all the dangers Sherlock went through. To put it bluntly, if he were the protagonist in the Sherlock Holmes story, he might have been stuck at the very first step.

As the Avenger who considers himself the one who understands Sherlock the most, Tony knows very well what Sherlock would most like to do after completing this great adventure.