Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

Indeed, everyone in the entire village has an extremely distorted body; almost none of them are exactly alike, but almost every one of them is quite terrifying.

Even more horrifying were the faces of those people; they could no longer be called human!

It was just a thing whose facial features were barely discernible, but with sweat, tears, blood, snot, saliva, and so on on its face, the uncanny valley effect was amplified to its maximum.

For the first time in their lives, the members of the Red Right Hand Squad had seen so clearly and directly on the surface of the human body how all the bodily fluids and excrement of a person could be gathered together.

Most importantly, these people, who looked as if they had endured the torment of the eighteen levels of hell to climb out, were mostly alive, except for a few who committed suicide!

You can even occasionally see a few individuals who are in so much pain that they are convulsing even while unconscious!

This caused the entire Red Right Hand Squad to look at Sherlock with awe.

Seriously, it's fortunate that this utterly despicable fellow is a teammate. If he were an enemy, our side would be in deep trouble. Putting aside everything else, after seeing the appearance of the guys in this village, a mental imprint was almost instantly branded into everyone's minds.

If one day Sherlock stands against them, if they can't risk their lives to get rid of that scoundrel Sherlock first, then they might as well commit suicide.

They would never want to experience a face covered in bodily fluids, a head swollen like a pig's head, a body covered in scratches, and a crotch full of excrement!

However, faced with this hellish scene, Sherlock showed no reaction whatsoever. He even had the leisure to whistle and analyze which part of the powder was more on the twisted person in front of him.

Most importantly, this guy also gave a very disdainful assessment of those who couldn't stand the torment of the powder and committed suicide, saying they had "too poor mental fortitude."

Is this something a human being could do?

However, it turned out that the members of the Red Right Hand Squad had overestimated Sherlock's integrity.

When Sherlock and the members of the Red Right Hand Squad stood at the entrance of the bunker and used alchemy to open the door, the sight before them immediately startled the members of the Red Right Hand Squad.

Without the slightest hesitation, the gun in his hand began to roar wildly until there was no living creature in front of him. Only then did he look in Sherlock's direction with a look of lingering fear.

His eyes were full of questions and confusion.

It's no wonder the members of the Red Right Hand Squad reacted that way. Imagine opening the door to find several naked men entangled in an indescribable act, and then stopping to stare at you the instant you opened the door.

The next second, when it starts running towards you like a zombie, drooling and rolling its eyes, on all fours, your reaction might be even more intense than that of the Red Right Hand Squad members.

Seriously, no joke, when seeing those zombies that looked like horny, hungry ghosts, Red Heart K's sphincter had never been so tense in his life when he fired the gun.

After all, this thing is much scarier than a damn zombie!

At most, a zombie just wants to eat you; it's hard to say what it might do to you!

Not to mention Red Right Hand, even Sherlock was startled and almost unleashed his ultimate move to refine those horrible, lecherous zombies in front of him.

When the gunfire stopped and there were no living creatures in front of everyone, only the occasional screams coming from the tunnel leading down from the bunker, the voice of the Queen of Hearts rang out with a hint of doubt.

"No way, what the hell did you throw into the bunker?"

Before Sherlock could even finish speaking, he was already frantically rummaging through his four-dimensional pocket.

After a while, Sherlock awkwardly looked up at the King of Hearts, scratched the back of his head, and then said to the King of Hearts apologetically.

"Uh, I might have picked up the wrong potion. All the fast-evaporating potions I threw into the bunker were aphrodisiacs!"

"?!?!?!?!"

Upon hearing Sherlock's words, the entire Red Right Hand Squad looked at Sherlock with disbelief and even a hint of existential doubt. However, Sherlock's next words caused everyone's sphincter muscles to tense up instantly, making it impossible for them to relax.

"But I never expected that an overdose of the drug would turn me into a lecherous, ravenous zombie like this. Honestly, this is the first time I've ever encountered something like this!"

Upon hearing Sherlock's words, the members of the Red Right Squad exchanged glances and quickly paired up, even without the King of Hearts giving the order.

Two of Hearts: "Brother, I'm entrusting my back to you!"

7 of Hearts: "Don't worry, brother, as long as I'm alive, nobody will touch your chrysanthemum!"

Two of Hearts: "Me too, brother, we are each other's strongest shield!"

7 of Hearts: "Brother, we'll be together through thick and thin! Neither of us will be left to live alone!"

2 of Hearts & 7 of Hearts: "Good brothers!"

This dialogue became the template for all the pairs in the Red Right Hand Squad almost immediately after Sherlock finished speaking.

Watching his teammates successfully pair up, he, the only one left out, fell into a long silence.

After glancing in Sherlock's direction, K of Hearts frowned, then turned and walked towards the outer village.

About five minutes later, the King of Hearts returned.

However, when Red Hearts K returned, a bulletproof plate from one of the people who had been knocked down was now wrapped around his buttock with transparent tape.

That's right, Red Hearts K would rather use transparent tape to tie a bulletproof plate to his butt for some psychological comfort than team up with Sherlock, the culprit!

Because K of Hearts firmly believes that with Sherlock's unreliable and immoral character, he might sacrifice his chrysanthemum for amusement at any time!

Chapter 642 Sherlock's Cunning Moves (Part 2)

The good news is that, despite Sherlock's mistake with the potion, the tactical objective was still achieved.

Given the current state of things inside the bunker, there's absolutely no way these guys can escape. This means our mission objective will not be lost; they'll just stay put in the base.

Even under such circumstances, if the entire bunker had some kind of suicide plan, there should be no need to worry.

After all, given the current situation inside the bunker, probably no one is really thinking about the so-called 'mutual destruction'.

The bad news is that their mission, which started as a special operations operation, was transformed into a biohazard crisis by Sherlock through a series of bizarre maneuvers.

Most importantly, this damn biohazard will absolutely not kill you; it will only take away your virginity. It won't actually kill you, but it will make you socially miserable and even leave you with a lifelong psychological trauma.

The good news amidst the bad is that, despite the crisis facing Chrysanthemum, the difficulty of the battles has decreased, and the fun has increased.

After all, they were originally facing a group of intelligent and resourceful enemies who would fight back, but now they only need to face a group of zombies whose minds are filled with nothing but fear.

Most importantly, these zombies are different from normal zombies. Normal zombies only have their heads as their weak point, but these things, like humans, are full of weaknesses.

Combined with the unlimited ammo guns that Sherlock crafted for them, while it wasn't entirely without danger, it minimized all risks.

Sherlock didn't know what happened to the Red Right Hand members, but he himself was having a lot of fun.

Most importantly, unlike the Red Right Hand's group of warriors, Sherlock is genuinely not worried about what those zombies who only think about fear might do to him. After all, he is different from the Red Heart King, who can only seek psychological comfort by tying bulletproof plates to his buttocks with transparent tape.

Sherlock had already covered his combat suit with his armor the moment he discovered the situation.

Given the hardness of Sherlock's Uru alloy armor, unless those zombies had the hardness of vibranium, Sherlock would at most be a little disgusting.

If we had to pinpoint the difference between this operation and Resident Evil, the only difference would be the lack of engaging puzzle-solving elements in this base, unlike the games in Resident Evil.

Oh, there might be one more thing: there are no bosses at all.

But to be honest, when they arrived at the office at the heart of the bunker and saw the pitiful state of the bunker's owner, the leader of the illegal organization who used the Imperial Seal of the State as his private seal, both Sherlock and Red Right Hand felt a pang of pity.

It can only be said that sometimes, whether it's a close confidant or a bodyguard, it's not always better to be as strong as possible.

A fierce general like Xu Chu is normally sought-after by powerful figures, but under the current abnormal circumstances, it is definitely not a good thing.

When Sherlock kicked open the office door, the poor organization leader had already been plied with alcohol by two burly bodyguards, turning him into a pitiful little puff pastry.

Red Hearts K, with a dark expression, ended the tragic and deadly lives of the three men with a gun.

As for Sherlock, his gaze immediately fell upon the two fist-sized stones on the desk the moment he entered.

While the King of Hearts was dealing with the leader, Sherlock rushed toward the alluring seal.

When King of Hearts finished dealing with the leader and his bodyguards, he looked up and saw Sherlock holding the jade seal above his head with a holy expression, his eyes shining brightly as he stared intently at him.

"I am the chosen one of Heaven! You all should kneel down and submit to me at once! The first to surrender will be appointed as the Grand General of the Three Armies! He will help me unify the world and achieve eternal hegemony!"

……

Seriously, when I saw Sherlock solemnly holding up the Imperial Seal and saying those words, the blood pressure of the King of Hearts rose, as did the blood pressure of the other warriors in the entire Red Right Squad.

"Even if you were to fight Empress Dowager Cixi with this thing, I would still side with that old hag!"

While rolling her eyes, Red Hearts voiced the thoughts of the entire Red Right Hand Squad, and then snatched the Imperial Seal from Sherlock's hand.

Sherlock was stunned by the King of Hearts' retort, realizing he'd forgotten he was a jackpot player!

Before Sherlock could react, the King of Hearts, who had just taken the Imperial Seal from Sherlock, also showed a fanatical expression on his face, raising the Imperial Seal high and shouting to his teammates behind him.

"I am the chosen one of Heaven! You all should kneel down and submit to me at once! The first to surrender will be appointed as the Grand General of the Three Armies and rewarded with a thousand beauties! Help me to unify the world and achieve eternal hegemony!"

……

Quiet, absolute silence.

Both Sherlock and the Red Right Hand stared at the King of Hearts, who was holding up the Imperial Seal of the State, with strange expressions and without saying a word, as if they had seen a ghost.

Click!

In this eerie atmosphere, the sound of a camera shutter was extremely clear, instantly reaching everyone's ears, including those of the King of Hearts who was holding up the Imperial Seal of the State.

The moment he heard the shutter click, the fervor on K's face cracked instantly, freezing on his face.

The sixth member of the Red Right Hand Squad stepped forward, gently took the Imperial Seal from Red Heart K's hand, patted Red Heart K on the shoulder, and then spoke earnestly to Red Heart K.

"Captain, you're really not suited for this kind of awkward stuff. Only I am! Sherlock! Don't forget to share a picture of the captain looking so childish with me!"

No sooner had Lao Liu finished speaking than Red Heart K realized what was happening. His face flushed red as he slapped Lao Liu on the head, snatched the Imperial Seal from Lao Liu's hand, and carefully put it into his backpack, his face still red.

Seeing the farce unfolding between the group, laughter began to spread throughout the entire Red Right Hand Squad.

However, no one noticed that the more they laughed, the deeper the red of the King of Hearts' face became, eventually turning from red to black, and he broke down and roared at everyone.

"Stop fucking laughing and get on the guard right now!"

Hearing the roar of the King of Hearts as he broke through the defenses, the warriors of the Red Right Hand, though they didn't stop laughing, obediently turned around and ran to guard the surroundings as ordered by the King of Hearts.

Only after everyone had left did the King of Hearts turn and look in Sherlock's direction with a murderous glare.

"You'd better delete that photo!"

Despite the threat from the King of Hearts, Sherlock smiled and showed the King of Hearts his phone screen.

"You're too late. I've already shared it with Uncle Zhang."

Hearts K: "..."

Chapter 643 Eight-Point Light Wheel

With the first Imperial Seal as a prototype, the subsequent task of finding the Eight-Point Light Wheel became much easier, provided that you ignored the King of Hearts whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Well, after a rare moment of being a bit of a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur), the King of Hearts traded one extroverted moment for a lifetime of introversion.