Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

"Welcome to the Land of Exile. Judging from your appearance, you should know me and Satoru. Is it because of the entanglement of stories in the universe? Are we in your world a movie? A TV series? Anime? A comic? Well, it looks like a comic adapted into an anime. I just hope you don't draw me and Satoru too ugly."

Xia Youjie looked at Sherlock's expression and seemed to have come to an absolutely correct conclusion as if talking to himself. He even looked a little excited about what his comic book character would look like.

On the contrary, after hearing Xia Youjie's analysis, Gojo Satoru's wicked smile became even brighter, and he took over Xia Youjie's words and continued to ask Sherlock.

"Since you've read the comics, you should already know about my and Jay's abilities, so there's no need for us to introduce ourselves. But you, you haven't said a word since the beginning, aren't you going to introduce yourself?"

Unlike Sherlock, Gojo Satoru was very outgoing. While talking to Sherlock, he plopped down next to him. Although he seemed to be talking to Sherlock, his eyes were fixed on the orange cake in front of Doro the whole time.

Doro was a little embarrassed and gently pushed the cake towards Gojo Satoru with her little hand.

To be honest, Gojo Satoru was really uncouth. After seeing Doro's actions, he actually took the half-eaten orange cake from Doro with a look of surprise and ate it in big bites, while also ruffling Doro's head.

Doro didn't resist at all, and even seemed a little shy, which made Sherlock's blood pressure keep rising.

To be fair, putting aside Gojo Satoru's personality, for Doro, who is derived from Sherlock, Gojo Satoru's face really fits both Sherlock and Doro's aesthetic standards.

After all, the rabbits are all white-haired fetishists...

Of course, while she could understand, Sherlock was still extremely annoyed that Gojo Satoru and Doro were hanging out together so casually, and immediately launched a counterattack.

"Excuse me for being so bold, but may I ask if you have learned the Reversal Technique?"

Sherlock blatantly dug a huge pit for Gojo Satoru right in front of him, but Gojo Satoru's personality was such that he didn't see what Sherlock was up to at all. Instead, he said to Sherlock with a bit of smugness.

"Of course. If I hadn't learned the Reversal Technique, I wouldn't have caused a spatial rift while experimenting with the technique, and I wouldn't have been inexplicably exiled here."

While eating Doro's orange cake, Gojo Satoru held up his little spoon and said to Sherlock with a resentful look, but his tone didn't show any resentment at all; instead, it seemed more like he was showing off.

After hearing the answer he wanted, Sherlock immediately laughed and, with a smug look on his face, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Gojo Satoru.

"My apologies, my apologies, it turns out you are the famous Duzun Brother."

A simple sentence, no more than 15 words in total, instantly froze Gojo Satoru's expression on his face. On the other hand, Natsumi Yuuki, after hearing Sherlock's words, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, his squinting eyes revealing a gloating look, completely like he was watching a joke.

Sherlock, of course, was not going to let Xia Youjie, who was all bark and no bite, go. After bowing to Gojo Satoru, he turned to Xia Youjie and bowed to him as well.

"Since this is Brother Duzun, judging from your attire, you must be the infamous Monkey Extermination Cult Leader, right?"

Sherlock uttered a question with absolute certainty, causing Xia Youjie's smile to freeze on his face.

Seeing that he had thoroughly ridiculed his two best friends, Sherlock finally picked up his snail rice noodles again, calmly slurping them while watching their reactions.

Unsurprisingly, Gojo Satoru was as embarrassed as he was when he heard his nickname "Supreme Brother," and he laughed as happily as he heard Xia Youjie's nickname "Monkey Exterminator."

Amidst Gojo Satoru's maniacal laughter, Natsume's composure finally snapped. The veins on his forehead throbbed, and he casually pointed to the empty space beside him.

"Wu, let's go there and talk privately."

"Okay, Jay, you can't stay lonely like this all the time."

Without the slightest hesitation, Gojo Satoru accepted Xia Youjie's challenge. After stuffing the orange cake into his mouth in a few bites, he stood up and strode towards the open space.

Sherlock, on the other hand, calmly finished his snail rice noodles after hearing their act, and put the bowl down before saying to them with a playful expression.

"You can fight all you want, but don't involve me, or I'll be in real trouble."

As Sherlock spoke, he casually made a gesture towards the sky, and with the activation of the Space Stone's power, a powerful spatial slash flew towards the sky.

Xia Youjie, without his six eyes, might not have been able to see what Sherlock had just done, but Wujiao Wu clearly saw the terrifying attack Sherlock had just casually unleashed.

He scratched his head in a bit of a daze, then walked back and plopped down in the same spot again.

"That's why I said it. You people who know my story are really annoying. You can see right through what I'm up to."

Hearing Gojo Satoru's complaint, Sherlock calmly patted Gojo Satoru on the shoulder and then spoke to him.

"Well, well, don't say that. Strictly speaking, you're a cosmic-level star. I've even cosplayed your image to cause trouble."

However, you should probably refrain from trying to use your fight with the Monkey King leader to unintentionally affect me and indirectly test my strength. Your lack of scruples is no different from being made of paper compared to a cosmic-level monster.

Even though Sherlock was telling the truth, Gojo Satoru still reacted with the same three signs as a cat: the cat was unhappy, the cat was upset, and the cat was about to throw a tantrum.

Sherlock, who knew perfectly well what Gojo Satoru was really like, calmly ordered a table full of desserts using a gourmet tablecloth, as payment for borrowing the other's image in the past.

What? You're asking about Xia Youjie?

From the moment Sherlock calmly patted Gojo Satoru on the shoulder, Xia Youjie froze on the spot, his entire body tense like a spring, watching Sherlock's every move.

After all, Xia Youjie knew that Gojo Satoru's limitless power had now reached full automation, but the man in front of him could act as if limitless power didn't exist, which made Xia Youjie extremely nervous.

Chapter 758 A Completely Different Sakaar

Compared to Xia Youjie's tension, Gojo Satoru was quite relaxed. Xia Youjie was still nervously watching Sherlock, afraid that Sherlock would suddenly make a move, but Gojo Satoru had already begun to enjoy the dessert feast that Sherlock had brought out, and even learned to order food on his own without being taught.

Looking at these two close friends who were so different in age and even had completely opposite ideas, yet somehow managed to get along, Sherlock sighed helplessly before speaking to Xia Youjie, who was still frozen in place.

"Can you stop standing there? Come and order whatever you want to eat. And tell me where this place is and what's going on here?"

As Sherlock said these words, Xia Youjie's wariness lessened slightly, but only a little.

After sitting down next to Gojo Satoru, Xia Youjie did not order any food. Instead, he took a cup of hot tea that Gojo Satoru casually handed him before speaking to Sherlock.

You should know the concept of parallel universes, right?

"uh-huh."

Sherlock responded while casually taking a piece of Gojo Satoru's edamame and cream flavored Kikufuku from the tablecloth. He had been curious about what it tasted like when he read the manga before, and now that he remembered, he naturally had to try it. He also separated Gojo Satoru, who was having a sweet fight with Doro.

Xia Youjie didn't pay attention to Sherlock's actions. After hearing Sherlock's response, he took a sip of tea and said to Sherlock.

"Now that you know, it's easy to explain. First of all, this is the end of the universe, Sakaar, which is known as the cosmic garbage dump. Most of the exiles, banishments, and abandonments related to space are destined for this place, no matter which parallel world it is."

But precisely because of this, the result is that the spacetime around Sakaar is chaotic and disordered, and even the concept of time does not exist on Sakaar.

You may have lived on Sakaar for decades, but to your original planet or to the universe beyond Sakaar, it may have been just a second.

It is precisely because of this that the same Sakaar in countless parallel universes began to gradually merge under such chaotic spacetime order. Sakaar, which was originally just a dumping ground and a place of exile, became the meeting point of countless parallel universes.

At the same time, countless parallel universes of Sakaar merged together due to the chaotic spacetime order, forming a four-dimensional world.

At this point, Xia Youjie paused slightly, took a sip of tea, and gave Sherlock some time to digest what he had just said before continuing to speak to Sherlock.

"Sakaar has a total of four dimensions: the Pure Realm where we are now, the Filthy Realm which is full of rotten things, monsters and death, the Chaotic Realm which is known for its technology and absolute freedom, and the Filthy Realm which is similar to the Chaotic Realm but even more chaotic."

Each of the four dimensions has its own administrators, and they rarely have the opportunity to communicate with each other. However, this is not absolute. Each dimension has its own rules, but they are all known as the endpoint of parallel universes, Sakaar, the cosmic garbage dump.

Compared to the other three dimensions, the Pure Realm we inhabit is undoubtedly the quietest and most peaceful place. Although occasionally impurities from the Impure Realm sneak in through dimensional rifts, it is still the most welcoming place for ordinary people and those with extraordinary abilities compared to the other three dimensions.

After summarizing his thoughts, Xia Youjie picked up his teacup again and took a sip, completely ignoring the astonished looks on Sherlock and Doro's faces.

You see, in Sherlock and Doro's minds, Sakaar is exactly as depicted in the movies. Their entire impression of Sakaar is one of garbage everywhere, scavengers, and the goofy, effeminate Grandmaster and the arena.

Sherlock had no idea that the real Sakaar was far more complex than he had imagined.

Seeing Gojo Satoru and Natsume Yuuki frantically devouring desserts across from them, Sherlock's lips twitched slightly before he asked them a question.

"Since you say this is the friendliest place, why don't you try going back to your own world?"

"It's very simple. We can't determine which world our dimension corresponds to. Without coordinates, even if we go back, it might not be our world. Moreover, the strange order of time and space on Sakaar is not something that can be easily broken."

After hearing Sherlock's question, Gojo Satoru took a moment out of his busy schedule to answer it. However, while he was speaking, Sherlock could clearly sense that Gojo Satoru was hiding something.

Sherlock, however, did not intend to delve into what Gojo Satoru was hiding; he simply unleashed the power of the Space Stone to sense the entire Sakaar planet.

The originally peaceful perception began to become chaotic the moment it encountered the sky above Sakaar and the boundary between the universe. Clearly, just as Gojo Satoru had said, Sakaar was an exception in the universe, and its chaotic spacetime order was not something that could be easily broken through.

Leaving is not impossible, but extremely difficult.

"One last question: what did you mean by 'unlucky guy' when you first told me, and why is this dimension so peaceful?"

Sherlock asked the two his question, and after hearing it, Gojo Satoru and Natsume Yuuki exchanged a glance and both smiled knowingly before saying to Sherlock in a cheeky tone.

"It's very simple. Most of the people who come here are either like Wu, who have the ability to create their own space, or they lost control and went berserk while researching their abilities and were affected by the chaos that brought them here."

Or perhaps they encountered something related to spatial abilities and were caught in the crossfire—these were just ordinary people with pretty good luck. In short, most of those who came here were unlucky, with very few exceptions.

As Xia Youjie spoke, he pointed to the bustling crowd downstairs, his eyes seeming to hold a hint of reminiscence, yet also a touch of helplessness.

In just a short while, Xia Youjie recovered and continued speaking to Sherlock.

"You should have read our comics, so you should know that there is an extraordinary technique in our comics called barrier technique. The reason why the Pure Realm is peaceful and can become the last place for us unlucky guys is largely because of that so-called barrier technique."

The masters of the four dimensions reached a consensus and set up a simple barrier around the entire planet Sakaar to allocate personnel. Those associated with darkness and death were mostly assigned to the Filthy Realm, those with technological skills were assigned to the Chaotic Realm, those with strong physical strength were assigned to the Dirty Realm, and the majority of the rest were assigned to the Cleansing Realm.

Of course, this isn't entirely accurate, so usually, while we're clearing away the intrusions from the unclean realm, we also take on the task of guiding newcomers who are arriving for the first time.

Sherlock didn't completely believe Xia Youjie's explanation, but he didn't argue anymore. Xia Youjie's words had too many flaws for Sherlock, who had seen the movie, and were clearly just a tactic used against a newcomer.

Moreover, Sherlock didn't believe that someone like the Grandmaster could cooperate with the other three dimensions, let alone allow them to set up barriers on Sakaar.

Judging from the fact that this place can still be invaded by the filthy world, it is clear that the four dimensions of Sakaar are not as peaceful as Sherlock said. Fortunately, Sherlock doesn't seem to care that much.

Moreover, this Sakaar is obviously much more fun than the original Sakaar!

Having gradually given up on thinking, Sherlock stopped paying attention to anything about dimensions and instead began to focus on the fun he most wanted to know.

"So, Xia Youjie, how did you get here, you spirit manipulator? Also, what did Gojo Satoru mean by what he said when he first arrived?"

As soon as Sherlock asked this question, the expressions on the faces of both Xia Youjie and Gojo Satoru froze.

Chapter 759 The Misunderstanding Born from a Strange Mix-and-Match Combination

The reason Gojo Satoru acted this way was simply because the first thing he said when they met wasn't nice. Out of basic respect for the incredibly delicious dessert feast in front of him, Gojo Satoru didn't want Sherlock to know what he had just said.

That's why Gojo Satoru decisively chose to betray his teammates, sacrificing Natsumi Yuuki directly.

"It's very simple. This guy encountered a level three space-type cursed spirit. He could have easily subdued it, but he insisted on taking a risk and wanted to see what other tricks the cursed spirit had up its sleeve. As a result, he was killed instead, and the cursed spirit dragged him along and self-destructed."

But it's quite interesting to think about. If that guy So found out that the body he wanted had been taken away by a level three cursed spirit, I wonder if he'd be so angry that he'd slaughter all the cursed spirits.

With his past exposed, Xia Youjie's forehead veins throbbed instantly. He looked at Gojo Satoru with a forced smile and decisively began his counterattack.

"That's still better than you. You didn't even master the fully automatic, limitless style. Just because you were curious about whether the power of the Extreme Style would surpass your own Virtual Style, you ended up playing the exiled Sovereign Brother."

"Jay, do you want to fight?"

Come on.

As Xia Youjie also revealed his secrets, Wujiao Wu's forehead veins began to throb, and the two almost instantly became at odds, preparing to start their daily duel between best friends.

Sherlock watched the two of them react as if they were enjoying the show, without even trying to stop them. He decisively ordered a bucket of popcorn and sat down with a smile, watching the two, who were so different in age but still acted like best friends.

However, Sherlock was completely unaware that Doro, who was right next to him, had a smile on his face that suggested he was enjoying the show. He looked at his best friends who were banging their heads together and trash-talking each other, and then at Sherlock, who was watching the show from the side.