Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life.

Chapter 210 The Avengers' Social Hangover Recap 1

Faced with this incredibly complicated situation, Sherlock was already screaming in his mind, but in reality, he didn't dare to make a sound.

After all, Zhao Weike was still under that big tiger's claws! It was already a miracle that Sherlock's nauseating, rainbow-colored sounds hadn't woken the tiger up; how could he possibly dare to make another sound?

Putting everything else aside, judging from the current positions of Zhao Weike and the big tiger, if the big tiger were to even slightly rise, Zhao Weike's ribs and the internal organs protected within them would likely be gone.

Of course, Sherlock will probably have to say goodbye to Zhao Weike soon.

Sherlock stood up in an extremely slow and careful manner, making sure he didn't make a sound and even slowing his breathing as much as possible.

His eyes were fixed on the huge tiger, and he carefully moved back little by little to prepare to create distance between himself and the tiger.

The reason for doing this instead of using alchemy to save everyone near the tiger is simple: Sherlock's mind is still a complete mess.

In this state, let alone whether he could successfully activate alchemy, even if he did, Sherlock's head would probably turn into brains in an instant.

After all, alchemy always requires calculation. Even with the Seven Deadly Sins' assistance, Sherlock still needs to use his own brain.

Just like with a Pentium CPU, pairing it with a 5090 graphics card obviously won't make much of a difference.

However, sometimes what you fear most is exactly what happens. Sherlock's original plan was to first distance himself from the tiger, and then try to stay at a safe distance before deciding on his next move, making sure he wouldn't provoke the tiger.

But before Sherlock could take a few steps back, he unfortunately stepped on a dead branch. The sound of the branch breaking was unusually jarring in the quiet rainforest environment.

Even more terrifying, the very next second after Sherlock accidentally broke a branch, he clearly saw the tiger's ears twitch for a split second, and as soon as this action ended, the huge tiger's head, which had been lying on the ground, suddenly lifted up.

The moment the tiger raised its head, Sherlock's heart leaped into his throat, and his hand instinctively reached into his four-dimensional pocket and grabbed the handle of the Storm Axe, the closest weapon at hand.

However, the moment the tiger turned its head towards Sherlock, the fighting spirit that had been rising within Sherlock vanished without a trace, and he even became somewhat dazed.

The reason is simple: Sherlock didn't see a ferocious and terrifying face like Wandashan No. 1, but rather a clear and foolish face like Gong Baiwan's.

(The contrast is quite striking.)

Sherlock: ?

Looking at the enormous creature in front of him, which clearly weighed close to 300 kilograms, and which had an expression as if it had been touched by Nangong Wenya, a question mark slowly rose above Sherlock's head.

Before Sherlock could even react to what was happening, the tiger excitedly shoved Zhao Weike away from under its paws, stood up, flung the captain off its back, let out a low growl, and then pounced joyfully toward Sherlock.

Throughout the entire ordeal, Sherlock didn't even realize what was happening, nor did he sense any murderous intent. And what happened afterward proved Sherlock's suspicions correct.

After the tiger pounced on Sherlock, it kept rubbing its head against Sherlock's body, and even occasionally stuck out its tongue to lick Sherlock's face.

Although tigers have barbs on their tongues, fortunately, the tiger used the tip of its tongue when licking Sherlock, so it didn't cause Sherlock any harm.

What left Sherlock speechless was that the tiger's mouth tasted like tequila.

Of course, in addition to that, Sherlock finally saw the contents of the nameplate on the collar around the tiger's neck.

Name: Gong Baiwan. If lost, please contact: Sherlock.

It would have been better if he hadn't looked at the nameplate; after reading it, Sherlock's head was filled with even more question marks. Damn it, how come he didn't know himself?

When did they adopt such a big tiger? And the most crucial thing is, this thing is actually named Gong Baiwan!

The low growl of the big tiger named Gong Baiwan successfully sobered up everyone present who were still hungover. Like Sherlock, the men of the "Anti-Yellow Hair Alliance" all wore the same bewildered expression after waking up.

Especially the relatively pitiful Tony and Hawkeye, and Zhao Weike, who was completely immobilized by bullets.

The scene was filled with swearing, and even the captain, who was known for his good manners, couldn't help but utter a few curses.

Meanwhile, Sherlock's two soul-searching questions, "Where the hell am I?" and "What exactly happened last night?" were also on everyone's minds.

With the help of the captain and Hawkeye, Zhao Weike was temporarily freed. Sherlock was also freed. That's right, Sherlock finally crawled out of Gong Baiwan's overly enthusiastic embrace. After the five men and the tiger looked at each other, an awkward feeling inexplicably began to spread on the scene.

Without further ado, the group, who had been in complete silence, went to the stream not far away. After washing up and taking care of their personal matters, they returned to their original spot and sat down together.

Finally, Sherlock couldn't stand the atmosphere any longer and broke the silence by coughing.

"Ahem, putting aside where we are right now, can anyone tell me what exactly happened last night?"

Upon hearing Sherlock's question, everyone present exchanged glances, but no one spoke, and each person wore an awkward expression.

Especially Tony, because his buttocks are exposed, he can only temporarily cover them with a leaf, just like he did at the Stark Expo. As a result, Tony always feels that his buttocks are unusually firm when he sits on the ground.

Seeing that no one was speaking, Sherlock helplessly shrugged and took the lead in initiating the conversation to trace the origins of the matter.

"Don't look at me like that. Everyone knows I was the first one to go to bed last night, and Zhao Weike took my place! My last memory was of the captain having a drinking contest with the other team!"

Upon hearing Sherlock's words, everyone's gaze turned to Zhao Weike, which startled him, and he frantically waved his hands at everyone.

"No, no, no, don't ask me. I was probably the second one to collapse. My last impression of the captain was him with red eyes, drinking with the other team. Maybe you could ask Patton, who was next to me at the time?"

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