Finally, after Tony's theoretical explanation of space folding and space compression technologies, Sherlock tossed Tony a box just like Newt's with a look of disgust. As for whether Tony could use science to decipher alchemy and learn a trick or two, Sherlock had no idea. Anyway, Tony's expression as he held the box was as if he had eaten shit.
As the sun set once again, this joyful seaside barbecue came to an end, and everyone went home to their respective mothers.
Sherlock planned to return to his peaceful daily life, but to his surprise, he was dragged out of bed by Zhao Weike early the next morning.
Anna, who was secretly laughing, was standing next to Zhao Weike.
As for why Zhao Weike did this, the reason is simple: Zhao Weike simply couldn't stand Sherlock's water-spraying gun technique and kindergarten-level fighting skills.
This 'war' made Zhao Weike clearly aware of what Sherlock might face in the future. There wasn't much he could do, but training Sherlock's shooting, fighting, and even physical strength was definitely the best help he could give Sherlock.
After listening to Zhao Weike's theory, Sherlock seemed to see those peaceful and beautiful days waving goodbye to him before turning away with unusually resolute backs.
Indeed, the days that Sherlock called hell began under Zhao Weike's supervision.
Sherlock had to get up at six o'clock in the morning and then go for a five-kilometer run with Anna as his morning exercise.
During this process, Sherlock was panting like a dead dog, his legs felt as heavy as lead, his heart was pounding like a drum, and his lungs were burning with pain. If Anna hadn't been holding him back, Sherlock wouldn't even have been able to get back.
After breakfast, they conducted combat training in the yard, with Zhao Weike acting as the coach, instructing Anna and Sherlock in sparring.
In just one morning, Sherlock was beaten so badly by Anna that he vomited three times. The longest time, he even fell to the ground and was spinning around, almost fainting.
After Sherlock finished his trembling lunch, he was greeted with shooting training with Anna.
Sherlock wasn't entirely averse to this thing, but once he actually started, the constant shaking of his hands from the morning's combat training, coupled with the pain in his shoulders and arms from shooting for so long, still caused him considerable pain.
After the sun went down, Sherlock thought he could finally rest, but what awaited him was insane physical training.
Most importantly, Anna, a girl even younger than Sherlock, had no problems all day long, and could even be said to have completely overwhelmed Sherlock. However, after a full day of training, Sherlock felt that Zhao Weike almost killed him.
It's fair to say that Anna, this little girl, was able to fight Sherlock without him using alchemy, and she could do whatever she wanted with him.
Despite Sherlock's repeated explanations that he could undergo human enhancement and transformation, even when Sherlock cried to Helen and had Doro act cute, it was all to no avail.
In Helen's words, a healthy body is the key to longevity and happiness, and she had long wanted to change Sherlock's reclusive nature.
As for the so-called human enhancement and alchemy?
In Zhao Weike's words, these are all unorthodox methods! Only the skills you memorize with your own body and the abilities you learn through your own body are truly your own!
Thus, Sherlock endured a full month of what could only be described as hellish days.
Of course, the changes are also very obvious. From being dragged back to morning exercise by Anna like a dead dog at the beginning to being able to run a full five kilometers on his own; from being beaten so badly by Anna in combat class that he couldn't tell which way was which, he gradually began to be able to exchange a few blows with Anna; from the initial water-spraying gun technique in shooting class to now being able to hit the target every time.
Even Anna was shocked by Sherlock's rapid progress.
But Sherlock was not happy at all; all he could think about was ending these hellish days as soon as possible.
When the Ancient One reappeared before Sherlock, Sherlock was so moved that tears streamed down his face.
Sherlock even swore that this was the first time in his life he had ever seen the Ancient One so 'delicate and pretty' and so 'kind and lovely'.
Of course, if the first thing the Ancient One said to Sherlock wasn't, "I see you're so engrossed in training that you even postponed your trip to Asgard by half a month."
Sherlock swore that seeing the Ancient One at this time would still be a very 'delightful' thing.
Chapter 95 The Alchemist's Asgardian Encounters (Part 1)
Sherlock was both worried and happy about the arrival of the Ancient One.
The good news is that, thanks to the arrival of the Ancient One, Sherlock finally has a legitimate and irrefutable reason to escape Zhao Weike's grueling training.
The worry is that although he escaped Zhao Weike's grueling training, he will be forced to confront Odin, the man who stole his armor.
Compared to continuing his grueling training at home with Zhao Weike and constantly enduring Anna's disdain, Sherlock would rather go and fight Odin than continue experiencing the so-called 'daily life of an assassin' at home.
Therefore, as soon as the Ancient One arrived, Sherlock greeted Zhao Weike and then happily went to find Helen to pick up Doro and take him home to Asgard together.
Gu Yi and Zhao Weike were left alone at the scene, helplessly watching Sherlock happily escape.
As for Anna, ever since she saw the Ancient One walk out of that sparking portal, her jaw has been agape, completely displaying a double-edged sword of values.
Doro never refuses anything fun like this. Although Helen was a little worried about the safety of Doro's trip to the alien world and didn't want him to take the risk, she couldn't resist Sherlock and Doro's enthusiasm and had no choice but to agree.
When Sherlock returned with Doro, the three people who were originally there couldn't help but laugh at Sherlock's appearance.
The reason is simple: for some reason, Doro insists on hiding inside Sherlock's four-dimensional pocket. The most important thing is that, not only does he want to hide inside, but he also wants to stick his little arms and head out.
So much so that when Sherlock returned, he looked just like a kangaroo mother from an animal documentary.
Seeing the three people laughing uncontrollably, Sherlock rolled his eyes so hard they almost reached the sky. He pointed at the innocent-looking Doro and complained to Zhao Weike.
"Old Zhao, please tell Helen not to let Doro watch any animal documentaries next time. Even if he does, make sure Doro stays away from marsupials!"
Hearing Sherlock's sarcastic remarks, Zhao Weike forced himself to stop laughing and replied to Sherlock.
"No, I think watching more animal documentaries will help Doro better understand the world."
After saying this, the three of them burst into laughter again, leaving Sherlock alone, staring at them with immense discomfort.
Of course, such happy times are always short-lived. After laughing for a while, Sherlock, feeling embarrassed and angry, left the scene with Doro. After all, they were going to Asgard, and Sherlock needed to prepare some gifts.
After Sherlock finished preparing, he briefly explained things to Zhao Weike and then went to the Ancient One, waiting for her to take him to Asgard.
To be honest, Sherlock had imagined countless scenarios of how the Ancient One would take him to Asgard, from the Rainbow Bridge to the secret equipment of Kamar-Taj. But what he never expected was that the Ancient One would simply wave her hand and open a portal to Asgard.
When the portal opened, Sherlock saw Heimdall, the gatekeeper of the Rainbow Bridge, almost immediately.
Heimdall, however, did not seem particularly surprised when he saw the portal. Instead, he stepped down from the platform and respectfully bowed to the Ancient One.
"The Sorcerer Supreme, welcome to Asgard."
After the Ancient One nodded to Heimdall, he led Sherlock across the portal toward Asgard.
Before the portal closed, Sherlock turned around and waved to Zhao Weike and Anna with a smug look on his face.
"Old Zhao, don't forget the study plan I made for Anna, and tell Helen and Tony that I will bring them gifts."
As Sherlock finished speaking, the portal closed, leaving Zhao Weike and Anna standing there dumbfounded, watching everything unfold.
As for Zhao Weike, he knew the Ancient One was powerful, and even knew that the Ancient One had a magical portal that could travel all over the world, but this was the first time Zhao Weike knew that the Ancient One could easily travel between stars.
Anna, however, didn't think that much about it. After Sherlock left, she looked at her master with some complicated feelings and asked cautiously.
“Master, those aliens look pretty much like us.”
In response to Anna's complaints, Zhao Weike rolled his eyes at her before speaking to her.
"Alright, that's too far ahead for you. Now that Sherlock is gone, and you've mastered the basics, are you ready to enter the real killer course?"
"Of course!"
Anna's response was incredibly straightforward, but when she stood at the gate of a high school the next day, her eyes were full of doubt as she looked at Zhao Weike.
"This is the assassin course you were talking about?"
"Of course!"
Zhao Weike answered without the slightest hesitation, continuing to speak confidently to Anna.
"The first step to becoming an assassin, Anna, is to get me an A+ in math, physics, and chemistry!"
After saying this, Zhao Weike grabbed Anna's arm without any hesitation and walked into the school, while Anna's mouth twitched incessantly behind, filled with both psychological and physical rejection.
And damn it, nobody told me that I had to study academic subjects while becoming Chichimora?
I can understand studying academic subjects, but why should a girl like me, burdened with a blood feud and with an incredibly complicated background, have to study in an ordinary high school?
It's just that Zhao Weike didn't know what Anna was thinking. Otherwise, Zhao Weike would have told Anna very seriously that this was not an ordinary high school, but a legendary private high school!
The chemistry, physics, and math programs here are among the best in all of New York City high schools!
Of course, all of this was within Sherlock's expectations. However, Sherlock would never see the despair on Anna's face when she went to school. In fact, Sherlock had already forgotten about Anna and Zhao Weike when the portal closed.
The reason is simple: Asgard is simply too magnificent.
Sherlock, a cowherd who yearns for natural scenery, rarely uses words like "magnificent" to describe man-made objects, but it is clear that Asgard deserves the adjective "magnificent."
Asgard is less like a planet or a realm of gods and more like a colossal spaceship floating in the universe.
This was confirmed when Sherlock followed the Ancient One out of Heimdall's place guarding the Rainbow Bridge.
You can see the magnificent cosmic landscape simply by looking up, but there's also a dazzling artificial sun hanging overhead.
Not only that, but Asgard in the distance, under the illumination of that artificial sun, seemed to be plated with gold, transforming into a true golden city.
Of course, putting aside all these sights, what Sherlock would drool over the most was the Rainbow Bridge beneath his feet.
To Sherlock, this thing was a pure alchemical creation. As Asgard's 'interstellar portal' and 'ship's main cannon,' it not only transported people and goods but also had the power to destroy a planet.
Putting everything else aside, this functionality alone is enough to make Sherlock drool. It's only because he's with the Ancient One that Sherlock still has some sense of reason; otherwise, he probably would have already collapsed and started using the Bifrost to activate the All-Encompassing Analysis.
Chapter 96 The Alchemist's Asgardian Encounters (Part 2)
The Ancient One was perfectly aware of Sherlock's little scheme, but she chose not to say anything and instead spoke to Heimdall beside her.
"Sorcerer Supreme, thank you for coming. Asgard will always be your friend."
Despite Heimdall's compliments, the Ancient One maintained a mysterious smile and did not respond to them.
Led by Heimdall, the three quickly arrived at the place where the Rainbow Bridge had been broken by Thor. Under Sherlock's watchful gaze, the Eye of Agamotto on the Ancient One's chest shone brightly with green light, and a magic circle composed of mysterious magical runes appeared on the Ancient One's arm.
As the Ancient One twisted her arm, the Rainbow Bridge, which had been broken, began to recover rapidly, as if time had reversed.
In just a few breaths, the Rainbow Bridge returned to its original state, and the seven-colored light reappeared in the glass-like bridge surface.
Such brilliance made Sherlock even more eager to see the rainbow bridge beneath his feet.
In Sherlock's eyes, the Rainbow Bridge, now restored to its original state, was even more breathtaking than any beautiful woman in the world. Most importantly, even without activating the All-Encompassing Analysis, Sherlock could clearly perceive or see the vast and complex energy circuits within the Rainbow Bridge beneath his feet.
This made Sherlock even more eager for the so-called alchemy of Asgard, and this anticipation even overshadowed his fear of seeing Odin, his nemesis.
As the Ancient One finished repairing the Rainbow Bridge beneath her feet, the green light of the Time Stone immediately faded away. Heimdall expressed his gratitude to the Ancient One the moment the Time Stone's light disappeared.
"Thank you for your help. Asgard will never forget your assistance."
The Ancient One didn't react to Heimdall's words, but simply waved her hand dismissively. This made Heimdall's expression somewhat awkward, but he couldn't say anything more and could only continue leading the Ancient One towards Asgard.
Soon the group arrived at the end of the Rainbow Bridge, and Asgard was truly revealed to Sherlock.
Well, compared to the Rainbow Bridge, the residential area of Asgard didn't really amaze Sherlock; it just felt novel to him.
The architecture, so different from anything on Earth, and the unique vehicles of Asgard, a magical civilization, drew Sherlock's attention frequently, but not to the point of curiosity.
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