Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

"Is Thor really okay? He's been under attack for over ten minutes now."

Hearing Jane's worried question, Sherlock waved his hand with a smile before speaking to her.

"It's alright, don't worry. Thor is much tougher than you think. This situation is just a matter of Frigga venting her anger; she won't get hurt at all."

The last time I came to Asgard, Thor was hanging right here where you're standing. It wasn't just Frigga who did it; Odin was there too.

Oh, right, if you and Thor are still together in the future, and that idiot Thor makes you angry, you can just use this to beat him up, don't worry, there won't be any problems. Just say you got this from Frigga.

As Sherlock spoke, he pulled an oversized, gleaming clothes rack from his four-dimensional pocket and handed it to the bewildered Jane.

Seeing the excited look on Sherlock's face, Jane's lips twitched even more.

Even if this thing isn't Thor's 'childhood trauma,' you, Sherlock, still insist on making it Thor's childhood trauma, right?

Meanwhile, Sherlock, seeing the strange expression on Jane's face, assumed that Jane didn't like the feel of the clothes hanger, and actually pulled out a lot of 'family discipline' from his four-dimensional pocket.

Looking at the broom handles, slipper soles, feather dusters, fire pokers, shoehorns, and various wooden rulers laid out in front of him, his expression began to twist slightly.

After taking a deep breath, Jane pointed to the thorny vines and the leather paddle with the rose succubus pattern and asked Sherlock.

Are you serious?

Chapter 500 Sherlock's Defenses Broken

When Sherlock looked in the direction Jane was pointing, his old face flushed red without him noticing, and he silently put that damned leather paddle back into his four-dimensional pocket.

Jane was stunned by Sherlock's self-deceiving actions.

To Jane's complete surprise, Sherlock took back the seemingly unorthodox racket instead of the barbed vine.

No, is that right?

Sherlock actually preferred to put away that damned thing, which might even cause strange freaking, rather than put away the barbed vines.

Jane was bewildered and deeply shocked. She looked at Sherlock with an expression of disbelief and incomprehension, as if he were an alien.

In the end, Jane could only silently search through the pile of 'family rules' that Sherlock had pulled out, enduring Sherlock's constant promotion of the barbed vine, and find two relatively normal items.

Clothes hanger and feather duster.

Although both of these devices have the hellish ability to automatically correct trajectory and force, ensuring that the first blow hits the mouth and the second hits the leg, they can still be considered practical compared to other gadgets.

Leaving aside the clothes hanger that can change size at will, which can actually be used as a clothes hanger, the most crucial thing is the feather duster. Besides being used as "household discipline," that thing also has the function of automatically cleaning dust in the house.

In any case, in Jane's eyes, these two things were far better than that damned, barbed vine.

If Jane weren't so shy, she would have genuinely liked the leather paddle that Sherlock had put away, the one that only strange people with weird tastes would use.

Of course, even if Jane asked for it, Sherlock probably wouldn't give it to her.

If Thor were to develop some strange or unusual hobby and enjoy beating him up, Odin and Frigga would probably be the first to come after Sherlock.

After Jane had chosen her 'family law', Sherlock thoughtfully gave her a small backpack with a capacity of one cubic meter so that she could store the 'treasure' she had just acquired before he began to examine Jane's physical condition.

Of course, given that Jane and Saul had some connection, Sherlock still needed to be mindful of appearances. Therefore, even though it was an examination, Sherlock only used alchemy, similar to taking a pulse in traditional Chinese medicine, to examine Jane's body.

After the examination, Sherlock's expression was incredibly strange, and it could only be said that the Asgardian doctor's examination results were absolutely correct.

The ether particles inside Jane's body were indeed slowly and continuously absorbing Jane's life energy. Although it wouldn't kill Jane immediately, it was still a potential problem.

Most importantly, this thing is deeply bound to Jane's body, and the main reason for absorbing energy is simply to protect itself from being sealed again.

Most importantly, this mode of action was not the intention of the Reality Stone, but rather the behavior dominated by the Aether.

To put it simply, you can think of the Aether and the Reality Stone as two different things. The Dark Elves used their technology to cover the Reality Stone with a layer of 'consciousness,' turning it into the Aether we see today.

Essentially, the so-called Aether particles and the Cosmic Cube are the same thing; they are both 'translators' created to enable the use of the Cosmic Stone.

The only difference is that the Cosmic Cube is more like a computer, which doesn't care about the user and only requires inputting instructions, while the Ether, being a consciousness created by the Dark Elves, is essentially aligned with the Dark Elves.

In other words, without Sherlock's unexpected existence, only the Dark Elves could retrieve the Aether or the Reality Stone without damage.

After thinking it over, Sherlock ultimately decided not to remove the Aether from Jane's body right away. Instead, after examining Jane's body, he made a collar and gave it to her to wear 24 hours a day.

However, looking at the hastily made collar that Sherlock had just made, coupled with the damn leather paddle that Sherlock had just pulled out, Jane's gaze towards the collar that Sherlock had handed her and Sherlock's expression was incredibly complicated.

After hesitating for a long time, Jane tentatively asked Sherlock.

"Mr. Sherlock, first of all, I absolutely respect any preference and have no intention of discrimination whatsoever, but can't you really change the look? After all, this look is really a bit..."

Jane hadn't finished speaking when Sherlock, whose defenses had been breached, interrupted her.

If Sherlock could at least be considered somewhat clueless about Jane's damned expression when she saw the collar he handed her, then if he still didn't understand Jane's almost blunt words now, then he would truly be a fool.

"You don't know anything! First of all, I don't have any of those weird XPs! That damned clapper was a test subject for an alchemy job I took from my neighbor, it has nothing to do with me!"

I don't understand why anyone would want to order a leather paddle that can be slapped onto their body and stay in place for about half an hour! You have no idea how I felt when I saw my neighbor who ordered this thing had his custom pattern printed on his forehead after I delivered it!

Secondly, there's a reason it's designed this way. See those two damn discs on the collar? Those two things have to be in close contact with your skin 24/7. Tell me, what else could they be made of? Underwear?

While complaining about his increasingly bizarre neighbors, Sherlock pointed at the two coin-sized round iron discs on his collar and roared at Jane, who had clearly misunderstood.

Seeing Sherlock's resentful expression, Jane felt a little uneasy.

Well, on the one hand, I saw some diversity in humanity in Sherlock's accusations, and on the other hand, my misunderstanding of Sherlock made Jane feel a little ashamed.

In the end, he could only silently accept the collar that Sherlock handed him, and under Sherlock's guidance, he made sure the two patches were pressed tightly against the arteries and veins on his neck, and obediently put on the collar.

You know what, the moment Jian Yi put on this collar, she actually felt a strange sense of ease.

Since being parasitized by the Aether, Jane's spirits had not been very good, and she had always felt inexplicably tired. However, the moment she put on the collar, that tiredness disappeared without a trace, which surprised Jane as she looked at Sherlock.

Sherlock, naturally noticing Jane's simple gaze, pouted in annoyance before explaining to her.

"The ether particles are constantly absorbing your life energy, which is the main reason why you feel uncomfortable. The function of these two patches on the collar is to block this absorption and lock your life energy."

Chapter 501 The Calm Before the Battle

Sherlock didn't lie to Jane; at most, he just didn't tell her everything.

His collar was actually designed after he finished talking with Odin. Its initial goal was to lock Jane's life energy, preventing the aether particles from absorbing or reducing the absorption of Jane's life energy.

Of course, this is not the ultimate purpose of the collar. The collar actually has two purposes. The first is to ensure that Jane can survive when the Dark Elves extract the Aether particles.

The second purpose was simply to position Jane, making it easier for Sherlock to clean up the mess left by Thor and Loki after completing his own plan.

Of course, Sherlock wouldn't tell Jane these two points. Although Jane, a science and engineering girl, felt incredibly relaxed the moment she put on the collar, and almost instinctively wanted to ask about the principle behind it, Sherlock dismissed her with alchemy.

As for the collar, it was only a temporary solution and did not solve the problem of the aether particles inside Jane's body. Sherlock brushed it off by saying that he needed to study it further.

With Frigga's cooperation after learning about Sherlock's plan, Saul and Jane, two young people blinded by love, didn't notice any problems at all.

Even after Jane's spirits improved, Thor, that simpleton, happily took her on a tour of Asgard.

Watching the two figures disappear, Frigga could only sigh helplessly, without saying anything more.

On the contrary, Sherlock's lips twitched involuntarily when he saw the two walking out hand in hand happily.

Well, I hope Saul won't treat Jane the way he treated me, taking her to see those damn seafood restaurants that look like the twin ponytail restaurants in Guangzhou, or taking her to a bathhouse like he did when he treated me.

Hopefully...

After dealing with Thor's troubles, Sherlock went to see Odin and learned from him that the Dark Elves would be sending over a batch of prisoners in a few days.

This is different from the movie. In the movie, the destruction of the Rainbow Bridge caused turmoil in the Nine Realms, and Thor captured the prisoners while suppressing the rebellion. In reality, Odin was not stupid. He asked the Ancient One to repair the Rainbow Bridge almost immediately after it was destroyed.

The so-called rebellion was more like a struggle between the Nine Realms and the forces supported by Asgard. The so-called prisoners were nothing more than 'tribute' handed over to Asgard by the forces supported by Asgard.

The dark elves were naturally among them, and Odin also knew that Malekith, the leader of the dark elves, had never truly submitted to Asgard from beginning to end, and was even filled with the dark elves' crazy idea of ​​plunging the nine realms into darkness.

Well, in Sherlock's view, this is nothing more than a replica of the color revolution and long-arm jurisdiction of the United States. There's not much to say about it. The only thing that really intrigues Sherlock is whether the female Dark Elves are really like those in Earth's literary works.

Despite having traveled through time for so long, Sherlock had forgotten some of the details about Marvel, but he still vividly remembered that dark elves were ugly and could not even be called elves at all.

Of course, the "ugly" comment only applies to the male characters in the movie; Sherlock was still curious about what the female characters actually looked like.

Odin was really kind of him; seeing that Sherlock was curious about what female dark elves looked like, he actually found some information about them in a library and gave it to Sherlock.

how to say?

After watching it, Sherlock felt a sense of disillusionment. This was completely different from the stereotypical image of a dark elf with long ears, purple skin, long legs, and white hair! In fact, in terms of appearance alone, he even looked a bit like a goblin.

And putting aside their appearance, the Dark Elves have a rather unusual talent for naming things.

For example, the leader of the rebellious dark elves mentioned by Odin, whose name is Malekith!

Sherlock was stunned when he heard the name. Someone actually named themselves Spicy Shredded Chicken?

To put it simply, the shock this name had on Sherlock was no less than knowing that someone on the Rabbit's side called it Wellington Steak.

Shocked as he was, Sherlock was actually more interested in learning about these things out of curiosity, and he lost interest after learning about them.

After reviewing the preparations he had made on Frigga and Odin, Sherlock went into seclusion under the guise of studying the aether particles within Jane's body.

Of course, the so-called seclusion was just a show for Thor; it was impossible for Sherlock to actually go into seclusion.

Thus, near the Asgardian palace, a strange merchant appeared, his head covered by a clay pot, who called himself the clay pot.

His goods were very simple, just all sorts of jars, but what would be inside those jars depended entirely on the buyer's luck.

Logically speaking, this kind of business shouldn't be considered very popular in Asgard, until that Sichuan guy from the rabbit's side who had previously "married" to Asgard came by, opened a strip of blue pills from the jar, and things started to change.

Even Sherlock was somewhat taken aback by this change, because it wasn't men who were obsessed with opening cans, but rather many women in Asgard!

As for the reason?

Well, after making a few simple inquiries, Sherlock finally learned the whole story.

Well, all I can say is that the guy is really something else, and his Asgardian wife is just as something else. They can actually gossip about this kind of thing, which has made many Asgardian women swoon. Considering the purple mood they created when they opened the enhancement shop, it's not entirely surprising.

Of course, this only became a hit within a small circle. The real explosion in popularity came after a woman discovered the hair loss cure that Sherlock had hidden in a jar, which made Sherlock's jar business a sensation throughout Asgard.

Well, in any region related to Europe and America, hair loss is considered a normal phenomenon.

Not to mention that the entire nation of Asgard is warlike, and there are countless muscular barbarians. Typically, men with large muscle mass suffer from a minor problem called high testosterone levels, which can lead to the legendary seborrheic alopecia.

For the men of Asgard, the effects of that little blue pill might not be needed by everyone, but a pill that can cure hair loss is something that everyone absolutely needs.

Even some women with naturally thin hair are eagerly anticipating this pill.

Sherlock could only say that he had learned something new.