Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

A 'black gun'—without any serial number, without any means of verification, carrying three loads of ammunition, and not even existing in this world—was laid out perfectly before Sherlock, leaving him utterly dumbfounded.

Sherlock now had a basic understanding of Tony's industrial capabilities. From a design perspective, the 3D stereoscopic projection design, coupled with Jarvis's assistance and modifications, was virtually unmatched.

In terms of manufacturing capacity, the industrial machines hidden underground, under Jarvis's command, are essentially a small super factory.

If Tony's equipment represents modern civilization, then Sherlock's alchemy aids at home can at most be considered early Industrial Revolution equipment.

Sherlock wasn't envious of Tony's immense wealth, nor of Tony's mansions and beautiful concubines, nor of Tony's garage full of luxury cars. But looking at Tony's 'private super factory,' Sherlock was truly envious beyond words.

Of course, despite his envy, Sherlock's pride as a man prevented him from admitting defeat, so he immediately began to demonstrate his alchemy skills.

He took out the capsule, pressed the button, and casually tossed it onto the open ground. The next second, the raptor that Tony recognized so well appeared in front of him. Sherlock calmly picked up the black gun that Tony had just made, put it in the car, and pointed at his raptor, saying to Tony.

"Great, now you can start modifying my car!"

Little did anyone know that, thanks to Sherlock's actions, the expression of shock gradually shifted from Sherlock's face to Tony's.

The reason is simple: Tony can only dream of Sherlock's space capsule technique, which allows for a level of spatial application that Tony can only dream of.

If Sherlock felt like he was living in the early stages of the Industrial Revolution when comparing himself to Tony, now it's Tony's turn to feel like he's living in the early stages of the Industrial Revolution.

Both of them were seething with anger, and soon they each went about their own business.

Tony gave Sherlock Jarvis the permissions and went to start modifying Sherlock's Bird of Raptor.

Sherlock wasn't idle either. After gaining Jarvis's access, he immediately asked Jarvis to bring out those machines with micron-level precision and start modifying them.

The two of them were working feverishly in the garage. For Tony, having him modify Sherlock's Bird of Raptor was as easy as sending the professor to kindergarten.

For Sherlock, using alchemy to modify industrial mother machines to give them the ability to inscribe magic circles was just routine.

In a strange competition, the two of them finished their respective tasks in less than a day.

Sherlock stared wide-eyed at his completely transformed Raptor 6*6007 with Baja trim, touching it left and right as if he'd never seen anything like it before. After all, in Tony's words, this car was capable of running Baja races or going to the battlefield to crash into tanks.

Needless to say, its off-road performance is superb, but its defensive and offensive capabilities alone far exceeded Sherlock's expectations. Tony even bluntly stated that if given more time, he could modify the car to be waterproof.

Tony was equally dumbfounded, watching as the machines in his super factory turned colorful and even acquired some mystical properties.

Especially after Jarvis's diagnosis, Jarvis bluntly told Tony that the private factory's precision and production capacity had doubled in ways he couldn't comprehend.

Most importantly, these machines possess mysterious properties that Jarvis cannot detect; he can only say they are unknown.

When Sherlock demonstrated the so-called mysterious properties, Tony almost popped his eyes out. Anyone would be wide-eyed when they saw a pile of useless iron blocks being fed into the machine, but a glittering gold coming out.

Tony, still not giving up, even had Jarvis conduct atomic-level testing. After confirming that the thing was indeed gold, he was completely dumbfounded.

Of course, this wasn't what surprised Tony the most. What surprised him the most was Sherlock's alchemy's 'welding properties'.

To put it simply, it's a splicing technique used when the conversion is not yet complete.

Take the half-converted iron block as an example. Tony was surprised to find that the atoms between the gold and the iron block did not permeate each other. On the contrary, the two were clearly separated. The iron block was the iron block, and the gold was the gold block.

But in this very situation, the two are still tightly connected without any trace of welding, appearing as a single unit, which almost shattered Tony's worldview.

In Tony's words, even welding technology thousands of years from now cannot achieve this state; it is impossible to combine two completely different substances together with clear distinction and without any welding marks.

Sherlock simply replied that it was nothing.

Both sides were utterly astonished by the skill the other displayed during their duel.

After a simple dinner and rest, the two gathered in the garage early the next morning and began their second round of competition in perfect unison.

This time, the competition between the two was no longer limited to the prescribed themes, but began to focus on their respective areas of expertise.

With the help of Tony's machines, Sherlock began frantically creating some alchemical products that he had designed long ago but could not implement due to precision issues.

Meanwhile, Tony focused entirely on studying his Mark II armor.

Sometimes the two would discuss and prove things with each other, or help each other solve small problems, but most of the time they would go about their own business.

With the two of them so busy, almost a month had passed quickly.

The two hid in Tony's mansion, spending their days either delivering takeout or working. If it weren't for the fact that Zhao Weike and his wife hadn't decided to go home after enjoying a month of capitalist decadence, Little Pepper would have almost forgotten that there were two men who had disappeared without a trace.

When Pepper Potts, who had been taking care of Doro for a month and was deeply in love with him, thought of Tony and Sherlock, she came to Tony's mansion again and pushed open the door.

Little Chili was stunned by what she saw, and instinctively pulled out her phone and dialed the emergency number to ensure she could call the police immediately if anything went wrong.

Chapter 28 The Scapegoat

The reason why Pepper behaved this way is quite simple. Tony's mansion can no longer be called a mansion. It is full of takeout garbage, and the house and the floor are covered with parts and black oil stains.

Just by opening the door, the indescribable stench made Chili frown, and Doro covered his nose with his little hand, backing away from the stench.

The scene before her, which resembled a burglary, made Pepper extremely vigilant. She shielded Doro behind her before cautiously entering Tony's mansion with her phone in hand to begin her search.

The living room was filled with nothing but trash, while the bedroom was clean but showed no signs of being lived in. Most importantly, the closer to the underground parking garage, the dirtier and more chaotic the surrounding environment became.

Little Chili's initial wariness and probing gradually turned into anger and irritability.

If you still don't understand by now, then Little Chili should really give up after all these years.

It's obvious that the mess in this house, which looks like it's been robbed, is what those two men who disappeared for a month did!

When Chili kicked open the door to the underground parking garage, the scene before her eyes made her fury soar and even raise her blood pressure.

"Tony Stark! Sherlock Flamel! You two bastards better give me a perfect explanation! Otherwise, I'll make you regret ever being born!"

"People, you shouldn't make your sister angry! She's very angry, and the consequences will be severe!"

Doro, standing behind Pepper Potts, spoke smugly to the two lying on the ground, perfectly embodying the phrase "borrowing power from others."

As for Sherlock and Tony, they were fast asleep on the ground when Pepper's roar startled them. The murderous intent in her voice made them jump up.

However, although the two managed to stand up, they looked increasingly disheveled.

Sherlock's face was covered in soot, and he was completely naked from the waist up, his hormone-fueled body exposed to the air in a greasy and dirty state.

Most importantly, Sherlock's prosthetic limb, which he used to assist in alchemy, is now just metal bone, and even that metal bone is broken and riddled with small holes.

The mechanical arms that were originally wrapped around the muscles now hung down to the ground like rags, completely lacking the tentacle-like agility and vitality they had at the beginning. Only when they twitched occasionally could one tell that those things were not damaged.

If this appearance only made Sherlock look slightly disheveled, then the semi-circular white pocket stuck to Sherlock's eight-pack abs made him look incredibly funny.

The stark contrast between the pristine whiteness of the pocket and Sherlock's filthy, greasy appearance made it almost unbearable to look at.

Of course, things weren't much better for Tony either.

His usually meticulously styled hair was now a mess, resembling a bird's nest, and his once neatly trimmed mustache was even more disheveled. His clothes were also riddled with holes.

Most importantly, Tony's hair and beard showed obvious signs of burning, especially his signature eyebrows, one of which had completely disappeared.

Most importantly, if Sherlock was merely disheveled, then Tony's disheveled appearance was enhanced by a hint of madness.

Tony's body was covered in various metal parts, all fixed to a very flexible iron frame, along with exposed wires and some burn marks.

It looked as if Tony was being controlled by those machines.

Not only that, Tony also had obvious external injuries on his face, to the point that Pepper thought Tony's nose was a little crooked.

"What the hell are you two bastards up to? You better give me a perfect explanation, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

Having already gotten carried away, Pepper Potts instinctively adopted the demeanor of a mistress, her eyes filled with rage as she looked at Sherlock and Tony.

"People, confess honestly, resist and you'll be severely punished, go home for the New Year; confess and you'll be lenient, or you'll rot in jail!"

Doro, trying to intimidate Pepper, followed behind her, but it was obvious he wasn't right. Pepper gave him a sharp rap on the head, instantly turning Doro into an adorable figure with tears in his eyes, crouching down with his head in his hands.

But this scene didn't amuse Sherlock and Tony at all. On the contrary, they both shuddered. After all, if even the banter of someone as cute as Doro couldn't quell Pepper's anger, one could imagine just how furious Pepper was.

“Pepper, I didn’t do anything. Believe me, I was just assisting Sherlock with some alchemical creations.”

"!!!"

Upon hearing Tony's words, Sherlock looked at Tony with disbelief, his eyes practically popping out of their sockets. His incredulous expression was obvious to anyone.

Seeing Sherlock's state, Tony hurriedly began to give Sherlock meaningful glances.

"Help me take the blame, and the benefits will be huge!"

'Why should I? Am I not afraid of death?'

"A complete set of my home equipment, along with Jarvis's clone, is completely free. I'll also cover any subsequent upgrades and material costs!"

'make a deal!'

After exchanging a quick glance, Sherlock decisively concealed his shock and stepped forward with a look of heroic sacrifice, addressing Pepper Potts.

"Sister Pepper, I'm so sorry. I got too excited when I saw Tony's equipment and dragged him to help me make some things. Um, I'll clean it up now, please don't be angry."

As he spoke, Sherlock prepared to clean up the chaotic scene, even wearing a fawning smile as he looked at Pepper Potts.

But in response to Sherlock's reaction, Pepper Potts merely gave a cold laugh, staring intently at Sherlock as he prepared to clean up the surrounding trash, like a queen looking down from above. She then asked Sherlock a question.

"Sherlock, I have a question for you."

"Please...please tell me, and I will answer everything I know!"

Hearing Pepper's icy tone, Sherlock's voice trembled as he answered. At this moment, Sherlock was already regretting taking the blame for Tony.

Do you think I look like an idiot?

"How could that be? It's obvious that you are the epitome of the world's smartest woman!"

"If that's the case, then why did you treat me like an idiot when you switched to Tony?"

As soon as Pepper Potts said those words, both Sherlock and Tony froze, their minds filled with only one thought.

Oh no, we're doomed!

Chapter 29 The Origin of Doraemon's Name

To be more precise, Tony and Pepper haven't actually started a relationship yet.

But for Tony and Pepper, the smile they exchanged at the airport and the joke about not wanting to change bosses again was enough.

After returning from the Middle East, Tony, a prodigal son, found his weakness and realized his true feelings, thus completing the so-called prodigal son's return.

As for Sherlock, due to the so-called plot, Sherlock always regarded Pepper as Tony's wife. Therefore, under various circumstances, these two grown men were completely controlled by Pepper.

Two grown men, one a unique alchemist and the other an absolute genius, were humiliated by Chili Pepper, a woman, to the point that they couldn't even lift their heads.

Fortunately, Chili didn't go too far. After scolding the two of them, Chili finally took on her responsibilities as a secretary and started contacting a cleaning service to clean the mansion.