Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

Seeing that Coulson understood what he meant, Sherlock smiled and pointed to Doro, whom he was holding in his arms, and said to Coulson.

"This is Doro. You can think of her as my daughter. Her favorite thing is oranges! I hope you have enough oranges here, otherwise this little one can really give you a headache if she starts acting up."

As Sherlock introduced the doro, Coulson finally looked at the doro in Sherlock's arms and said to Sherlock.

"Of course, believe me, New Mexico oranges have a unique flavor."

As soon as Coulson finished speaking, Sherlock no longer hesitated. He ignored Sitwell and Clint standing behind Coulson, put his arm around Coulson's shoulder, and pulled Coulson toward the interior of the camp.

"Come on, Coulson, take me to see that hammer that fell from the sky. Oh, and by the way, have I seen that Hawkeye before? Why don't I remember seeing him?"

"You must have met him before. Agent Clint knows you. When you went to S.H.I.E.L.D. to rescue Tony in the Middle East, it was Agent Clint who led the operation."

Faced with Sherlock's question, Coulson explained as he walked with Sherlock into the camp. Sitwell and Clint, who remained behind, exchanged a glance before reluctantly following the two men back towards the camp.

Chapter 63 Meow Hammer: I Hate People Who Give Me Nicknames Randomly

Sitwell and Hawkeye both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes, but the helplessness they felt was slightly different.

For Hawkeye, his so-called helplessness was more due to Sherlock's 'mischief', after all, Sherlock's little jokes were not enough to make Hawkeye angry.

In addition, the presence of Doro in Sherlock's arms evoked a certain empathy from Hawkeye, who was also a father, and he naturally thought of his own daughter. As a result, he became a little more agreeable to Sherlock.

Of course, it's only a tiny bit.

Essentially, Hawkeye's helplessness stems more from his utter inability to do anything about Sherlock.

But Sitwell's situation was different; Sitwell's helplessness stemmed more from his frustration with Shylock's imperviousness to water and fire.

The conversation between Sherlock and Coulson was essentially a warning to S.H.I.E.L.D., or to put it more bluntly, a warning to Hydra to stay away.

This is why Sherlock corrected Coulson's statement with unusual seriousness; he was helping out of respect for Coulson, not for S.H.I.E.L.D.!

Although the final results are similar, the effects they bring are completely different.

To put it bluntly, Sherlock has already pinned his S.H.I.E.L.D. contact to Coulson. So if Hydra tries to use the S.H.I.E.L.D. name to get Sherlock's help again, Sherlock's response will likely be just two words.

Fuck off!

Of course, this approach will inevitably lead to that ruthless bald guy constantly causing trouble for himself through Coulson.

However, the advantages are also obvious: Sherlock can refuse, and if Black Egg goes too far, Sherlock can take the initiative to end this 'friendship'.

In any case, Sherlock, having determined the pretext, was not at a disadvantage; in fact, in some respects, he was definitely the one who benefited the most.

As for the reason for actively exposing Doro's 'weakness' and openly introducing Doro to S.H.I.E.L.D. or S.H.I.E.L.D., it's quite simple: Sherlock played his hand openly.

Sherlock was clearly telling Hydra that this little thing was their Achilles' heel, but if they wanted to touch it, they should first consider whether they were more resilient than the Iron Monger.

As long as Hydra doesn't openly display strategically valuable items like the Anywhere Door in front of them, but only shows the kind of force they used in the Ten Rings cave and when they dealt with the Iron Monger, Hydra won't dare to attack Sherlock.

Keeping the truth hidden is one consideration, but Hydra also has to consider the cost of dealing with a superhuman like Sherlock.

That's why Sherlock was so arrogant and disdainful when facing Hydra.

Sitwell, who was present, was no fool and could naturally understand Sherlock's meaning, even though Sitwell was unaware that Sherlock already knew that S.H.I.E.L.D. had now become S.H.I.E.L.D.

However, similarly, if S.H.I.E.L.D. were placed in the same position as S.H.I.E.L.D., Sherlock's deterrent would still be tenable, and perhaps even more so.

After all, if Black Egg doesn't go crazy, he can clearly understand which is better: a superpowered person who can cooperate or a superpowered person who is determined to kill S.H.I.E.L.D.

Although it would take more time and effort to keep Sherlock in check, isn't that exactly what S.H.I.E.L.D. has no shortage of?

Although Sherlock never truly looked at the so-called Agent Sitwell, his attention was actually focused on him the whole time. Only after noticing the change in Sitwell's expression did Sherlock's mood gradually improve.

Some were even so eager that they dragged Coulson along, wanting to see the legendary Mjolnir.

Coulson granted Sherlock's wish and quickly led him to the core area of ​​the camp, which had already been completely covered with scaffolding and canvas.

When Sherlock and Coulson went inside, the first thing Sherlock saw was the Mjolnir sitting on a small pit.

Sherlock's eyes lit up the moment he saw the Meowth Hammer.

Perhaps in the eyes of S.H.I.E.L.D., the Mjolnir is just a square hammerhead with a leather strap wrapped around the handle that prevents it from moving.

But in Sherlock's eyes, this was a top-tier creation covered with runes and alchemical arrays!

The alchemical brilliance shimmering on it was like a sun, so bright that Sherlock could barely open his eyes!

Coulson glanced at Sherlock beside him, noticing the look of excitement on his face when he saw the hammer—like a lecherous man seeing a beautiful woman. A flash of surprise crossed his eyes, and then he chuckled and asked Sherlock.

"Sherlock, do you recognize this hammer?"

Faced with Coulson's question, Sherlock didn't hide anything. His mind was completely focused on the Mjolnir in front of him, and he couldn't wait to go up and analyze it properly. Sherlock gave Coulson's question perfunctorily.

"Mjolnir, or you can call it Meow Meow Hammer!"

As Sherlock's voice fell, a wisp of lightning, as thin as a rope, burst forth from the Meowth Hammer. This lightning shot towards Sherlock almost without hesitation.

It's obvious that Meow Hammer himself doesn't like Sherlock calling him Meow Hammer!

Sherlock easily dodged the warning from the Mjolnir, and looked at the Mjolnir that had returned to its original state with great interest. He couldn't hide the smile on his face, and pointed at the Mjolnir with amusement as he complained to Coulson.

"That little hammer has quite a temper!"

However, Sherlock did not receive a response from Coulson. Turning around, he saw Coulson's dumbfounded expression.

The reason is simple: the information revealed in Sherlock's words was not simple. As a senior agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., Coulson was quite knowledgeable, and the meaning behind Sherlock's words made Coulson feel a chill down his spine.

Most importantly, the hammer that Sherlock had just called Mjolnir responded to Sherlock!

Although the response was unfriendly, it confirmed that Sherlock was not just talking nonsense. It should be noted that this was the first time the hammer had changed like this since they took over the scene!

"So, Sherlock, you mean this hammer is the one called Mjolnir, the hammer wielded by Thor, Odin's son, in Norse mythology?"

"Yeah~"

Sherlock's answer was casual, but it sent a chill down Coulson's spine, which ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, along with Sitwell and Hawkeye standing behind him.

"So, the legendary gods exist? Norse mythology is real?"

Coulson seemed unaware that his voice trembled slightly as he spoke to Sherlock.

Chapter 64 Meow Meow Hammer: Don't come any closer!!!

Sherlock also noticed the tremor in Coulson's voice, and turned to look in Coulson's direction with a very strange expression on his face.

Well, the United States is essentially a religious country. Now that Sherlock has told Coulson and the others that God exists in this world, the first reaction of these religious believers is not joy but fear. This is somewhat like the story of Lord Ye who loved dragons but was terrified of them.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that Coulson and the others present did not have any so-called faith.

After thinking it over, Sherlock finally decided to explain, because it would be a real sin if his words caused any unnecessary trouble later.

"Don't be so nervous. You can think of the so-called gods as a group of aliens with advanced technology. It's not hard to understand. Just like if humans who have mastered modern technology went back to the Middle Ages, they would also see us as gods."

After hearing Sherlock's words, Coulson and the others were stunned for a long time before Coulson, who had been tense, finally relaxed and said to Sherlock in a slightly joking tone.

"Whether it's aliens or real gods, I think our bald-faced director is going to get nervous again."

Upon hearing Coulson's words, both Sitwell and Hawkeye subconsciously conjured up an image of an enraged, bald man with black hair in their minds, and even Sherlock felt the same way.

"Pfft!" *3

Three bursts of uncontrollable laughter rang out in the not-so-large space, and it wasn't until this moment that Coulson seemed to 'just remember' and nervously spoke to the three people beside him.

"Don't tell anyone, the chief has classified the nickname 'Black Boiled Egg' as top secret."

Upon hearing Coulson's words, the three men present finally couldn't hold back their laughter and burst into laughter. Even Hawkeye, who wasn't usually one to laugh, couldn't help but chuckle.

As for Sherlock, the nickname "Black Egg" originally came from Sherlock's mouth. Now, when he heard that Black Egg had listed this name as top secret, Sherlock laughed until his stomach hurt.

After a long while, Sherlock finally calmed down a bit and looked at the three people present with a wicked grin.

"A good news and a bad news, which do you want to hear first?"

After the three looked at each other for a while, Coulson finally stepped forward and asked Sherlock.

"What's the good news?"

"The good news is that Earth has a guardian now, and there will continue to be guardians in the future, so there is no need to worry about those so-called 'gods' descending upon Earth."

Sherlock simply shrugged and betrayed the Ancient One. Although he didn't name the Ancient One or mention any information about Kamar-Taj, it still couldn't stop Black Egg from launching an investigation into the so-called 'Guardians of Earth'.

Let's just consider it revenge for the Ancient One tricking him in the past. Anyway, given Black Egg's tendency to be anxious about everything yet powerless to do anything, the chances of finding the Ancient One are no less than winning the lottery.

Upon hearing the shocking news casually revealed by Sherlock, Coulson began to feel his heart pounding. This short time with Sherlock was even more thrilling than his more than ten years as a secret agent.

After taking a deep breath, Coulson continued to ask.

"So what's the bad news?"

Hearing that Coulson had taken the bait, Sherlock patted Coulson on the shoulder with a wicked grin, but his gaze was fixed on Coulson and his two companions.

"The bad news is that, almost predictably, endless overtime awaits you after you go back!"

As soon as Sherlock said this, the three of them immediately stopped grinning, their 'hehe' instantly turning into 'no hehe', and then they looked at Sherlock with resentment as he grinned mischievously.

Coulson felt his heart ache even more, and he forced a somewhat distorted smile, giving Sherlock's dry reply.

"Well, that really is incredibly bad news!"

Coulson's tone sounded somewhat melancholy, but Sherlock didn't seem to care. After his playful outburst, Sherlock waved his hand to shoo Coulson away and turned his attention back to the Mjolnir not far away.

Seeing that Sherlock had started to get into work mode, Coulson waved his hand dismissively, signaling the two behind him to leave, leaving Sherlock and Doro alone on the scene.

"Is it really okay for us to just leave him here like this?"

Seeing that Coulson intended to leave Sherlock there alone, Sitwell, after confirming that Sherlock couldn't hear him, spoke to Coulson.

It was clear that Sitwell did not want to leave, especially since Sherlock was on Hydra's key list. Sitwell would rather stay and gather more information about Sherlock.

Upon hearing Sitwell's words, Coulson subconsciously recalled Sherlock's attitude towards Sitwell and Hawkeye when they first met. After thinking for a moment, he spoke to Sitwell.

"Don't worry, Hawkeye will be watching Sherlock from the observation room. Agent Sitwell, could you please check with the S.H.I.E.L.D. experts to see if they have any results, and also ask them if they need any equipment so we can get it over as soon as possible?"

Upon hearing Coulson's words, Sitwell felt as if he had eaten shit; this time, he had truly shot himself in the foot.

However, he couldn't show it on his face. He could only nod helplessly and turn away from Coulson and Hawkeye.

Watching Sitwell's retreating figure, Coulson turned to Hawkeye and spoke to him.

"Thank you for your hard work, Agent Clint."

Hawkeye didn't have as many ulterior motives as Sitwell. After nodding to Coulson, he turned and walked towards the observation room.