Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

Compared to the Imperial Seal of the State, the so-called eight-part halo didn't have any explosive visual impact. In fact, when Sherlock and the members of the Red Right Hand Squad found the eight-part halo version of the Great Halo, they were speechless to discover that this thing was not a treasure at all.

That's right. Even though it's been wandering around, this eight-point version of the Big Light Image is still doing its old job—as a saw blade, only the things it's sawing are different.

On the rabbit's side, this thing is used as a saw blade for sawing wood and steel, but here, its opponent is an alloy block with low vibranium content!

Yes, you read that right, the core industry of this illegal organization is vibranium.

They collect vibranium-containing items from various sources, then re-cut and process them before selling them.

Although this industry doesn't look like an illegal industry at all, unfortunately, it is indeed an illegal industry.

Firstly, due to the restrictions imposed by the Black community in Wakanda, vibranium is extremely rare, and its scarcity keeps its price high.

Furthermore, due to the powerful physical properties of vibranium, it is often under control in most countries, since it is already quite rare to find in Wakanda.

Furthermore, given its significant applications in industry, military, and even civilian sectors, it's not surprising that it's subject to regulation.

Naturally, regulation also gives rise to a black market.

Due to the powerful physical properties of vibranium, even a low-content vibranium alloy like the one before us has properties that far surpass many ordinary metals found on Earth.

This illegal organization is one that accepts custom orders from vibranium alloy manufacturers.

Don't underestimate this industry; the profits involved are enormous. Before vibranium was available in Wakanda, it was sold by the gram, and the price per gram was dozens of times that of gold!

For this illegal organization, the price is definitely proportional to the vibranium content, and sometimes there may even be fraudulent activities. And because this business is illegal, the organization will not only focus on this one way to make money.

It can only be said that vibranium processing is just the organization's main means of making profits; other similar products such as enhancers and weapons are only minor compared to vibranium processing.

However, it is clear that these things have little to do with Sherlock. After obtaining the large light image, Sherlock's attention was basically drawn to the eight-part light wheel in his hand.

To be honest, this thing is really amazing.

Thin as a sheet of paper, yet possessing extremely high strength, and even exhibiting a degree of spatial properties, this large-format blade shows no signs of wear even after being used as an industrial saw blade for so long.

The only problem is that, perhaps due to its specialized shape, or because the recipe was changed during production, this thing can no longer be placed behind the head.

However, this is not a problem for Sherlock, since he is simply a collector of these things.

After Sherlock had satisfied himself by putting the large light image he had just obtained into his four-dimensional pocket, he looked up and prepared to call the person with the red right hand to leave together.

However, to Sherlock's surprise, when he looked up in the direction of the King of Hearts, the guy was drooling over the extremely low-content vibranium alloy on the workbench.

It wasn't just the King of Hearts; the other members of the Red Right Hand were also drooling over the alloy used as raw material.

It's no wonder that the entire Red Right Hand Squad is so eager for this thing, given that the demand for vibranium is enormous in all countries, especially for an industrialized nation like China.

However, due to the fact that those black guys like to play Clan Wars, vibranium is quite rare on the market.

So even such a low-content vibranium is priceless. Of course, the more likely reason is that all the members of the Red Right Hand Squad are native rabbits, and rabbits have an undeniable advantage: when they see something good, they always think about whether they can take it home and hand it over!

It was obvious that both the King of Hearts and the rest of the Red Right Hand squad were wondering whether to take the thing back, which made Sherlock's eyelids twitch.

In the end, Sherlock couldn't hold back any longer and slapped the back of the head of the King of Hearts, whose face was contorted with worry, and complained to him in an annoyed tone.

"Have some ambition! This piece of junk is worth more than the alloy itself, even if you take it back. The cost of extracting vibranium from it will be more than the alloy itself is worth!"

After a pause, Sherlock rolled his eyes helplessly before continuing to speak to the King of Hearts.

"Besides, this amount isn't enough to make you jealous, is it? Rabbits aren't as poor as they used to be."

"You don't know anything! We call that being thrifty and managing a household well..."

Hearing Sherlock's complaints, the King of Hearts immediately rolled his eyes and retorted to Sherlock.

However, before he could finish speaking, the King of Hearts swallowed his words back. The reason was simple: he watched as Sherlock casually picked up an iron ingot from the table, then refined it into a vibranium ingot and threw it to him.

Looking at the vibranium ingot he had just crafted, which was still warm, then looking up at Sherlock, and then looking down at the vibranium ingot in his hand, King of Hearts immediately revealed an extremely fawning smile.

"Hey, young master, you should have told me sooner that you had this skill!"

As he spoke, King of Hearts discreetly slipped the vibranium ingot into his chest pocket, then fawned over Sherlock from behind, and began massaging Sherlock's shoulders with a beaming smile.

The remaining members of Red Right Hand looked at each other, and in an instant, a knowing look appeared on their faces. They also promptly joined in.

Sherlock knew exactly what these guys were up to. He rolled his eyes in annoyance and threw each of them a vibranium ingot the size of a brick.

It can only be said that there are no fools among those who were selected from among thousands.

For controlled items like vibranium, if they were to ask for it, it would at most be considered a gift between friends or even a favor. But if it were someone from the Chinese government who were to ask for it, it would very likely turn into a transaction.

Rather than turning it into a transaction, it's better to let them save face and get more vibranium for the rabbit.

Don't underestimate this amount of vibranium. With its almost panacea-like physical properties, taking this stuff back will be enough to smoothly advance some projects.

Chapter 644 Black Egg's Revenge

After obtaining the final eight points of the Light Wheel, Sherlock and his companions had no reason to stay in the bunker any longer. They grabbed their weapons and charged straight out.

According to the original plan, they were supposed to follow Sherlock out on foot, retrieve the Helicarrier, have Sherlock store it away, and then evacuate in the Muggle manner.

The planned route was for Ermao to travel through Moldova and Romania, then enter Serbia, and finally return to China once again on a transport plane operated by China.

But Sherlock had already been tormented by that long hike once and was determined not to go through it again.

This was a strong demand that the 13 members of the Red Right stand hand in hand, and he himself activated the Space Stone, taking the entire Red Right to the S.H.I.E.L.D. base where Black Egg stored the Helicarrier.

Following the coordinates given by Tony, Sherlock led the entire Red Right Squad to the entrance of the S.H.I.E.L.D. base with almost no difficulty.

The same deserted forest, a steel gate the size of a house front door, and a small mound covered with plants are all that's needed for this hidden S.H.I.E.L.D. base.

Logically speaking, this trip to retrieve the space carrier for the rabbit should have been uneventful. Sherlock could simply open the gate, enter the abandoned base, collect the space carrier using the capsule, and then leave.

But to Sherlock's utter surprise, that scoundrel Blackie had actually left him quite a few Easter eggs!

After Sherlock entered the password, the base gate opened, revealing a figure standing in the darkness.

If it were just a silhouette, it probably wouldn't elicit any reaction from Sherlock and the man with the red right hand, but if that person had eighteen arms, that would be a different story altogether.

Not to mention Sherlock, even the Red Right Hand was startled. Both sides had a very similar first reaction upon seeing this 'monster'.

He raised his gun and fired.

After nearly thirty seconds of continuous firepower, the thing with eighteen arms remained completely still, not even making a sound.

Red Hearts K decisively stopped firing, turned on the illumination system on his weapon, and only then could he see the ridiculous scene before him.

The figure standing at the gate was none other than Black Egg.

It's just a mannequin made of black slag; the eighteen arms are just glued on.

The only thing worth mentioning is that all eighteen arms are uniformly posed in a gesture of international goodwill, facing the main entrance.

That's right, all eighteen middle fingers were pointing towards the front door. When the light shone on them, a group of people even discovered that the photo of the black scrambled egg on the mannequin's face was actually a raster image.

After studying the lip-reading of the variable grating, the people with red right hands huddled together and burst into laughter, clutching their stomachs.

Because the lip-reading of the Easter egg that the black egg left for Sherlock can be translated into only one sentence.

"Flower Q, Sherlock!"

Seeing this, Sherlock's face darkened. With a mocking laugh from his red right hand, Sherlock used his 191 to smash the black-faced doll into pieces.

However, what Sherlock never expected was that this was only the beginning of his nightmare.

As the group entered the base, a poster of Sherlock Holmes appeared every few steps, each poster featuring a different image of Sherlock Holmes with a message insulting him.

The only thing they have in common is that the black-haired egg on these posters always has a middle finger pointing straight up.

Not only that, but at almost every corner, you can see life-size dolls of Sherlock Holmes giving them the middle finger. Some have signs around their necks that insult Sherlock Holmes, and some simply remind you of a series of "Fuck you" recordings made by Sherlock Holmes himself, as soon as you get close.

Sherlock's face, initially shocked, gradually darkened as the number of 'black boiled eggs' passing by increased.

The opposite was true for Red Right Hand. Initially shocked, their laughter grew louder as the number of 'Black Eggs' increased, and they even had the mind to comment on the 'creativity' of Black Eggs' various insults against Sherlock.

However, none of these things truly made Sherlock want to kill Blackie. What truly made Sherlock want to kill Blackie was the space carrier that was the mission target.

Truly, when Sherlock walked into the dock, turned on all the lights, and saw the massive, hundreds of thousands of tons of space carrier quietly resting there, with the words "Sherlock" printed all over the ship's hull and deck, Sherlock's defenses were completely broken.

If the members of the Red Right Hand Squad hadn't risked their lives to hold onto Sherlock, he probably would have used alchemy to dismantle the wrecked ship on the spot.

Even though the ship was beyond repair, Sherlock had no intention of letting that damned black egg get away with it.

Damn it, this is the first time Sherlock has been provoked so blatantly since he transmigrated. This is intolerable! Even if Uncle and Auntie can tolerate it, they can't stand it!

Sherlock, panting heavily like a broken bellows, pulled out his phone and called Tony.

However, the answer he received left Sherlock completely distraught.

Tony not only had no idea about the 'Easter egg' that Blackie had prepared for him, but he didn't even know where Blackie was.

After hanging up with Tony, Sherlock called almost everyone in his social circle, trying to find out where Blackie was. To Sherlock's surprise, no one knew where Blackie had gone.

Even Coulson, who was supposedly the person Black Egg trusted the most and who had been badly betrayed by Black Egg, didn't know where Black Egg was hiding.

This infuriated Sherlock to the point of utter rage. "Fine, fine, is this how you play it?" "Is Black Egg taking advantage of his retirement to act recklessly, going straight for him with his ultimate move and then disappearing into thin air?"

Okay, just don't let Sherlock catch Blackie. But if Sherlock ever finds out where Blackie went, he'll make sure Blackie knows why the flowers are so red!

Of course, this wasn't the most infuriating thing for Sherlock. What truly infuriated him, yet he couldn't vent his anger, was that those damned Red Right and his gang of bastards simply wouldn't allow him to get close to that damned space carrier, no matter what they said.

Even after repeatedly explaining to the King of Hearts that all he wanted to do was erase that damn graffiti, it still didn't work.

To paraphrase the King of Hearts, "What if the area you erase destroys the stealth capability of the entire space carrier?"

God the hell can break invisibility!

Sherlock strongly suspects that this guy is retaliating against him for sending his cringeworthy video to Old Zhang! But Sherlock has no proof!

Chapter 645 The Scene of the Rumors Being Damaged by Black-Braised Eggs

Even after Sherlock had practically worn his lips out trying to persuade her, the King of Hearts resolutely refused to let Sherlock touch that damned ship. Helpless, Sherlock could only toss a space capsule to the King of Hearts and let her go and retrieve the damned ship herself.

Sherlock himself turned around, slapped the ground, and began a major overhaul of the entire base.

After all, the base in front of them was quite large. The base, which included a dock that could accommodate a space carrier, was quite expensive in terms of both space and cost. Sherlock absolutely did not believe that Black Egg could simply abandon such a huge base.

As long as Black Egg is unwilling to part with it, whether Black Egg gives this place away or sells it, Sherlock will inevitably damage Black Egg's reputation.

Anyway, the black-faced Sherlock is nowhere to be found, but that doesn't mean Sherlock can't use his full power up close to the black-faced egg and collect some interest.

As Sherlock's alchemy was activated, the entire base underwent a dramatic transformation. Sherlock did not destroy the base's structure; at most, he simply changed the style of the base's original cold, ruthless, and industrial-style decor.

As for what style to switch to? Girly style!