Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

The entire base, starting from the most basic cement gray, quickly transformed into a color scheme full of girlish charm, consisting of light pink, pale pink, and pinkish white, with Sherlock as the center.

That's not the most crucial point. The most crucial point is that Sherlock even made adjustments to some details.

All the door handles have been replaced with adorable anime characters, including Hello Kitty's cat head, a pink Jigglypuff, and an cute, neckless Kirby.

It's not just doorknobs; some walls are also covered with adorable, girly graffiti.

It's no exaggeration to say that before Sherlock's alchemy was activated, this base was exactly the kind of secret base that belongs to a secret organization in the stereotype; but after Sherlock's alchemy was activated, the entire base has become a paradise in the dreams of girls around ten years old.

It has been completely transformed into a place like a castle in a fairy tale, becoming a candy house that no girl with a girlish heart can resist.

After Sherlock completed the renovation of the entire base, the most out-of-place elements were probably Sherlock and his gang of camouflage-clad men carrying guns.

Honestly, compared to the 'miracle' of Sherlock throwing a capsule the size of a thumb to the King of Hearts that contained a space carrier weighing over 100,000 tons, the act of changing the entire base's style in just a few breaths was undoubtedly more shocking to the entire Red Right Hand Squad.

However, they soon realized that they had been shocked far too early.

Because when Sherlock returned along the same route, he made changes to almost every poster and life-size figure of the Black Egg.

The black-haired egg on the poster has been transformed into a perverted style in every sense of the word. Whether it is clothing, expression, or even action, it reveals a single word from the inside out.

burn!

If I had to sum it up in one sentence, it would be "eye-watering".

You'll never know how eye-watering it is when a burly, one-eyed black guy, looking all shy, wears a bikini and strikes a seductive pose reminiscent of American hotties from Pornhub.

Of course, if you think it's just the posters that are an eyesore, you're too naive. Sherlock's modifications to those life-size figures of the black-haired eagle are truly outrageous.

It almost entirely incorporates various extreme and bizarre styles from Pixiv.

It's no exaggeration to say that if a stranger who didn't know Sherlock or Blackie walked into this base before being transformed by Sherlock, their first impression would be that this black man harbored immense resentment towards the person named Sherlock.

So after Sherlock's transformation is complete, when a stranger walks in, they will only feel that Black Egg is a simple perverted sex maniac.

Most importantly, Sherlock went to extreme lengths to permanently fix the posters and life-size statues to the walls and ground. As long as this damned base exists, Sherlock will make Black Egg Company die every day.

Looking at the insane Sherlock, when the Red Right Squad walked out of that damned base and stood in the sunlight, they even felt as if a long psychological torment had finally come to an end.

The journey from the base felt even more exhausting to the Red Right Hand Squad than a full-blown, unsupported high-intensity war, and their gazes toward Sherlock were filled with awe in every sense of the word.

Of course, neither Sherlock nor the members of the Red Right Hand squad knew that just a few months after they left, the base was transferred to Coulson's hands without Black Egg's knowledge.

When Coulson and his new core members of S.H.I.E.L.D. opened the base's doors once again, what kind of psychological trauma did it inflict on them? Skye, who had joined the team the shortest time, watched this extremely cringe-worthy scene, and the twitching at the corner of her mouth never stopped.

When they finally reached the dock, Skye couldn't hold back any longer and asked Coulson, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, a rather profound question.

"Boss, Aunt May, are you sure the collapse of S.H.I.E.L.D. was because Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D. were not intertwined, and not because of something like... uh..."

Skye stopped mid-sentence, and after thinking for a while, she couldn't come up with any adjectives. She could only point to the absurd, girlish base in front of her.

Everyone present knew that although Skye didn't say much, it was obvious that what really shocked Skye was not the girly decor of the base in front of her, but the damn black-haired egg's eye-searing posters and figurines!

As for Coulson and May, after hearing Skye's question, they exchanged a glance and fell silent.

Before entering this base, if the two could answer without hesitation that Skye's destruction of S.H.I.E.L.D. was to eliminate Hydra.

However, once they entered the base, the two of them couldn't bring themselves to say that, since no one knew whether everything inside the base was Black Egg's doing.

If this was Black Egg's doing, it's hard to say whether it was Hydra or Captain America's group who couldn't stand Black Egg's perverted behavior and rose up in rebellion, leading to the downfall of S.H.I.E.L.D.

The most infuriating thing is that if Blackie had seen this base before contacting Sherlock, they probably would have dismissed it dismissively, firmly stating that it was definitely a smear campaign by the enemy against Blackie.

However, since Blackie came into contact with Sherlock, it's hard to be sure whether the current eye-searing scene is Blackie's true nature or just a disguise for his suspicious and cold-blooded characteristics!

Chapter 646 The Northeast Laozi

Of course, all of this is a story for Sherlock to tell later.

After leaving the base, Sherlock felt he had gotten his revenge. At least before seeing Black Egg and beating him up himself, Sherlock had calmed down.

Of course, to say that you have no impression of the Black Marinated Egg's close-up attack is pure nonsense.

Sherlock, who had just emerged from the base, absolutely refused to continue the ordeal with the members of the Red Right Hand Squad. He forcefully used the Space Stone to teleport the entire Red Right Hand Squad back to the rabbit's indescribable base.

The reason given was also very strong: his 144-hour visa was about to expire! He had to go back to pick up Doro! It was definitely not because he was too lazy to keep up with the Red Right Hand team members, nor was he scared by the long journey, nor was he angry with Black Egg.

Absolutely not!

Regardless of whether the members of the Red Right Hand Squad believed it or not, Sherlock did!

After greeting Old Zhang, Sherlock used the Space Stone to escape almost without hesitation.

As for where they went? It's simple, their private hotel apartment suite, which is not open to the public!

After all that fuss, Sherlock now misses nothing more than the warm bathtub in the suite, along with the soft bed and the sun-scented blankets and pillows!

Of course, scrolling through his phone while taking a bath is also one of Sherlock's favorite activities.

Aside from the Avengers' selfies and social media posts all over the Rabbit's world, what surprised Sherlock the most was the trending topics list on the Rabbit's side.

When Sherlock saw the trending topic "Anya's relationship exposed" and the bright red "explosive" word next to it on the hot search list, he was completely dumbfounded.

No, from the time he went to work as a nanny to the time he came back to take a bath, it was only two and a half days at most. Damn it, Anya fell in love in those two and a half days.

However, when Sherlock clicked on the entry, the contents almost made his eyes pop out of their sockets.

To be honest, the fan site admins on Rabbit's side are really something else.

The female lead in the trending topics is naturally Anya, no need to say more, but the male lead, Sherlock, never expected it to be Tiffany!

Most importantly, judging from the photos taken by those fans, Anya's gaze towards Tiffany was almost drooling, and Tiffany's gaze towards Anya was also full of endless doting.

Honestly, just looking at the photos, Sherlock is already starting to ship these two.

What's even more outrageous is that you should never underestimate the ability of the wives on the rabbit side to produce content. From all kinds of fan art to novels with intricate plots about domineering CEOs and celebrity wives, there's a veritable garden of diverse works.

Sherlock was completely stunned, and for a moment he didn't even know what to say.

Of course, this is on the premise that you ignore the various jokes and disdainful messages that Sister Hua, Little Chili, and Helen sent about this trending topic while Sherlock was on a mission.

Hua Jie's comment, "Your blind date and your blind date are both together, and you're still a single dog," really made Sherlock feel a little vulnerable.

After reading through the various teasing messages from the three women urging him to get married, Sherlock lost interest in continuing to play on his phone and decisively put it away.

After thinking for a moment, Sherlock decisively got up, dressed, activated the Space Stone, and ran directly to Shengjing, the capital of the rabbit kingdom.

It's not as fun to brew a tea by yourself as it is to brew one with others.

As the saying goes, when it comes to bathing, look to Northeast China; when it comes to bathing, look to Shengjing. It's no exaggeration to say that if Shengjing doesn't die out in the bathing industry, you can only call yourselves princes!

Shengjing Bathhouse lived up to its name. After a full set of soaking, washing, scrubbing, and massaging procedures, Sherlock emerged from the bathhouse with a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had been released from his shell, completely refreshed.

After enjoying a delicious meal of fried pork belly and tendon skin on the streets of Shengjing, and drinking a glass of Lao Xue beer, Sherlock finally took out his phone and called Lao Jun with great satisfaction.

"Hey! You little brat, you finally called your dad, huh!"

Hearing the distinctly Northeastern accent coming from the phone, Sherlock even doubted whether he had dialed the wrong number. After repeatedly confirming that he hadn't, he asked the person on the other end of the line with some uncertainty.

"Laojun?"

"What nonsense are you spouting? Here's an address, get over here and pay up! If you can support my son, then support him properly! If you can't, then send him back right now!"

"Damn it, do you know how skinny my son was when I snatched him back from that brat Nezha?"

Sherlock had only confirmed the other party's identity when he was surprised to find that the other party immediately launched into a tirade over the phone.

The voice, with its distinctive Northeastern accent, bombarded Sherlock on the phone like a machine gun, leaving Sherlock completely bewildered.

Based on Sherlock's understanding of Northeast China from his previous life, the "old son" mentioned by the Northeastern patriarch on the phone should most likely be Doro.

Listening to the incessant grumbling of the Northeastern Lao Jun on the phone, Sherlock's heart sank to the bottom.

As everyone knows, the Northeast may not have much else, but it's known for spoiling children. Sherlock never imagined that the Northeastern Lord would snatch Doro's custody this time, and he certainly never expected what would happen when the already spoiled Lord met the even more spoiled Northeastern Lord.

When Sherlock arrived near Changbai Mountain according to the address given by Laozi from Northeast China, he saw Laozi sitting imposingly on a small stool at a barbecue stall, along with Doro.

It's no exaggeration to say that Sherlock was completely blind.

Without saying a word, he rushed to the barbecue stall, pointed at Doro, who was eating skewers with big, oily edges in his hands and whose little face was covered in oil stains, and roared at the old man from Northeast China.

"Master! Come, come, tell me, what exactly is this thing that's the world's thinnest, the kind of thing that can't be hit by an uppercut, the kind of thing that can't be hanged, the kind of thing that looks like Kirby from The Star Trek?!"

Sherlock, utterly devastated, pointed at Doro, who had completely turned into a ball, and roared at the old man from the Northeast in front of him, tears welling up in his eyes.

Sherlock simply couldn't understand. This guy had turned into Kirby, so where did he get the confidence to say that Doro was too skinny?

Seeing Sherlock's somewhat broken state, the old man from Northeast China merely narrowed his eyes, calmly pulled a watermelon knife from his wide sleeves, slammed it on the table, and then asked Sherlock a question.

"I'm glad you came so quickly to pay, but I'm very unhappy with the tone you used when you questioned me!"

Holy crap!

Looking at the watermelon knife that gleamed with gold and jewels, Sherlock could even vaguely see the gold necklace around the neck of the old man from Northeast China. The grief and indignation on Sherlock's face, accompanied by a sigh, instantly turned into flattery.

Chapter 647 We're both Laozi, how come you're doing so poorly?

The instant Lao Jun slammed the watermelon knife onto the dining table, Sherlock knelt obediently beside Lao Jun with an extremely smooth movement, and with a fawning expression, carefully extended two fingers to gently push the watermelon knife a little further away from himself.

"Master, it's not that serious, it really isn't! This is a society governed by law, we can't go down the path of crime! Controlled knives and the like are absolutely unacceptable!"

Sherlock was genuinely afraid. Ever since he met Laozi, every time he saw Laozi, Laozi would give him a new surprise.

Last time it was that ruler that could make him run away with his head in his hands no matter how he defended, and it even automatically tracked him. Sherlock really didn't dare to think about what effect this watermelon knife, which was flashing with 'merit golden light', would have.

On the contrary, Laozi rolled his eyes in annoyance after hearing Sherlock's words, pointed casually to the side of the road, and then said to Sherlock in an annoyed tone.

"What are you talking about? How did I break the law? This is a legitimate business. Isn't it normal to carry some tools with me?"

As soon as Lao Jun finished speaking, Sherlock looked in the direction Lao Jun was pointing and was quite alarmed, because there was a farm tricycle parked in the direction Lao Jun was pointing!

That's right, it's the same farm tricycle with a single-cylinder diesel engine that you remember, a bright blue color, and even the word "Dongfeng" printed on the back of the truck!

Of course, this was not the most astonishing thing for Sherlock. What truly astonished him was that the farm tricycle was carrying half a load of watermelons in its cargo bed.

No, is that right?

Lao Jun!

Buying a watermelon?

Sherlock rubbed his eyes, making sure he wasn't seeing things, and his jaw nearly dropped to the ground. Even the way he looked at the old man from Northeast China in front of him started to look strange.

Let's not even mention that Laozi's physical form is a magnificent Taoist temple. At least the Laozi in Shanghai runs a pharmacy, practicing medicine and healing people (and demons) on a daily basis. Even the Laozi in Henan runs a Taoist temple on Laozi Mountain.