Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life...

Thor's voice preceded his arrival, and he roared directly at Heimdall, who stood at the end of the Rainbow Bridge.

Fortunately, Heimdall seemed to arrive at work very early, so he wasn't too surprised by Thor and Sherlock's arrival, though he was a little surprised that they came so early.

Seeing Sherlock reluctantly being dragged into his territory by Thor, Heimdall greeted Sherlock with a smile.

"Mr. Sherlock, it's nice to see you again."

Seeing Heimdall standing in his place, fully dressed and showing no signs of fatigue, Sherlock could only force an awkward smile in response.

Good morning, you're at work pretty early.

Hearing Sherlock's words, Heimdall simply smiled and raised an eyebrow, but said nothing. Thor, on the other hand, looked at Sherlock with surprise for a while before explaining to him.

"Heimdall does not need to rest. His father endowed him with the ability to not need to sleep so that he can observe everything in the Nine Realms at any time and promptly discover any existence that is detrimental to Asgard."

Hearing Thor's words, Sherlock looked at Heimdall with a mixture of sympathy and awe. He had thought that the Ancient One, as the Sorcerer Supreme, was already miserable enough as a 007, but he never expected that there was always someone better.

Although Heimdall didn't understand the meaning behind Sherlock's gaze towards his 'innate divine body', he instinctively felt somewhat uncomfortable when faced with that look.

The deep-seated loathing for capitalists that came from the very soul of cattle and horses made the extremely responsible Heimdall instinctively want to avoid Sherlock's gaze, and could only awkwardly change the subject.

“Yesterday I received instructions from Odin, the king of the gods, to go to the dwarves’ planet Nidavellir, right? I will open the Rainbow Bridge immediately to send you there.”

After saying that, Heimdall stood on the control panel of the Rainbow Bridge, gripping the greatsword that served as a joystick with both hands, while Thor took the opportunity to explain to Sherlock how to use the Rainbow Bridge.

Having seen the entire design of Asgard long ago, Sherlock naturally knew what the Rainbow Bridge was.

As Asgard's main cannon, the Rainbow Bridge is a genuine 'star-destroying weapon,' and its operation is actually quite simple and brutal.

Essentially, this thing is a wormhole generator. The reason it can destroy stars is simply because it opened a wormhole on the core of a planet and used Asgard's energy to impact the core.

Of course, even though Sherlock already understood the principles of the Rainbow Bridge, he listened very attentively to Thor's explanation of how to use it. After all, theory and practice are always different, and Sherlock was naturally not arrogant.

At least not now, since Sherlock doesn't want to go to Sakaar and crawl into the devil's ass right now.

After Thor finished explaining, the Rainbow Bridge opened under Heimdall's control. Sherlock followed Thor carefully and entered the Rainbow Bridge according to Thor's instructions.

To be honest, the experience of the Rainbow Bridge wasn't much better than his own Anywhere Door. The sudden feeling of weightlessness combined with the colorful lights inside the Rainbow Bridge made Sherlock feel nauseous.

Fortunately, this period of time was short. Soon, Sherlock felt gravity again, and his feet were once again on the planet.

We've arrived at Nidavellir!

With the disappearance of the Rainbow Bridge, this place, resembling an Asgardian-style equipment manufacturing facility and skilled worker training factory, appeared before Sherlock's eyes for the first time.

To put it simply, compared to the magnificent Asgard, Nidavellir, the planet inhabited by the dwarves, looks more like a factory or a blacksmith's shop.

In particular, the feeling of being on Nidavellir, as if there were no atmosphere and one was standing directly in space, made Sherlock appreciate the dwarves' ruggedness and their obsession with forging techniques.

How should I put it? It fits the stereotypical image of Sherlock.

The stereotype that dwarves are either berserkers or artisans.

The Dwarf King had naturally received news of Sherlock and Thor's impending arrival long ago, and was already waiting at the place where the Rainbow Bridge would descend.

When the Rainbow Bridge disappeared and the two figures that had emerged from it were seen, the Dwarf King immediately smiled, approached Sherlock, and bowed to him.

"Welcome to Nidavellir, esteemed alchemist."

After saying this to Sherlock, the Dwarf King looked at Thor and greeted him.

"You are also welcome, Your Highness Prince of Asgard."

Chapter 108 King Eitri of the Dwarves

Judging from the order in which the Dwarf King greeted him and Thor, it's easy to tell who is more important to him.

Unfortunately, just because Sherlock can see it doesn't mean that Thor, that blockhead, can see it too. But even if Thor could see it, he probably wouldn't care about the Dwarf King's actions.

After the Rainbow Bridge disappeared, Thor excitedly pulled Sherlock to the Dwarf King and introduced him to him.

"Sherlock, this is King Eitri, the greatest and most skilled blacksmith in Asgard! Eitri, this is Sherlock, my mentor and best friend!"

As Thor introduced himself, Etri bowed slightly to Sherlock in response to Thor's words. Etri automatically filtered out all the random titles and salutations, clearly demonstrating his deep understanding of Thor's personality.

On the contrary, Sherlock was extremely surprised after being dragged by Thor to stand in front of Etri and seeing Etri's face clearly.

Little devil!

Seeing the little devil standing in front of him with a smile on his face, wearing a crown, Sherlock still felt the ecstatic joy of a Game of Thrones fan, even though he knew that the person with the same face as the little devil was named Etri and had nothing to do with the little devil.

What an amazing collaboration!

After shaking hands with Etri, Sherlock began his tour of the dwarven planet Nidavellir, led by Etri.

Nidave is actually not very large; in fact, it is more like a workshop than a planet. Its size is even smaller than Asgard, but the technology it contains is no less advanced than that of Asgard.

During his visit, Sherlock frankly stated that he wanted to witness the dwarves' forging techniques and learn how they captured the sun or planets to use as the core of their weapons.

These were supposed to be the most closely guarded secrets of the dwarves, but surprisingly, when faced with Sherlock, an alchemist, Etrid didn't hide anything and directly showed Sherlock the dwarves' top-tier equipment manufacturing technology.

Using that neutron star as a source of fire, the dwarves could melt almost any metal in the universe.

This is not what makes the dwarves most proud. What truly makes them proud is the process of making the molds!

Sherlock carefully observed the dwarves' mold-making process and came to a conclusion that surprised even Sherlock himself.

By creating the mold, the dwarves essentially used magical technology to create a rudimentary 'alchemy array'. Finally, they melted the proportioned 'raw materials' with the energy of the neutron star, allowing them to be refined under the catalysis of the mold.

It's no exaggeration to say that the dwarves invented a technique based on the principles of alchemy, using magical technology to imitate alchemy to the greatest extent possible!

Such ingenuity even amazed Sherlock, the alchemist.

However, what amazed Sherlock even more was the dwarves' method of embedding cores into their weapons.

The method of capturing planets that Sherlock had always been curious about was actually so simple that even Sherlock couldn't understand it. To put it bluntly, it was basically the same as putting an elephant in a refrigerator.

First, select a planet as the 'target'.

Then, they began constructing something like a Dyson sphere around the 'target,' and the final form was basically similar to the neutron star located in the very center of Nidavellir, which served as a 'furnace.'

Finally, using the energy of another star and enhanced by magical technology, the 'target' was compressed and folded, ultimately transforming it into a 'core' that could be embedded in a weapon.

To be honest, Sherlock was initially very interested in this technology, but after reading the technical data and construction conditions provided by Etri, Sherlock felt that he was not worthy of it.

Leaving aside the enormous investment required for the capture, the energy required for compression alone is beyond Sherlock's comprehension.

Sherlock would be better off using that time to research how to forcibly 'create' a so-called 'stellar core' through alchemy.

Once Sherlock learned what he wanted to know, it was time to reveal his true intentions. When Sherlock stated his purpose for coming to Nidavellis, it was clear that Odin had already given him prior notice. Etri was not surprised by this and was even somewhat eager to try.

Sherlock's goal was simple: first, to utilize the technology of the dwarves, combine it with the Asgardian magic he had learned, and use the Asgardian blueprints he had acquired, Sherlock planned to modify his Spear of Longinus.

Secondly, using materials from Nidavellir, Sherlock plans to recreate his mechanical arm and the Destroyer armor hidden within it.

Finally, and most importantly, Sherlock planned to collect as many items as possible that he might need in the future, and also do a bit of Asgardian 'weapon collection'.

Etri had already received Odin's instructions regarding Sherlock's plans and naturally wouldn't object. In fact, it's no exaggeration to say that even without Odin's instructions, Etri would have agreed to Sherlock's request.

After all, this was a genuine alchemist, and the dwarves spent their entire lives merely imitating and chasing after his creations.

Etri was naturally unwilling to give up such an opportunity to observe alchemy up close, nor would he give up the opportunity to have Sherlock instruct him on dwarven forging techniques.

The two sides hit it off almost immediately and started working enthusiastically right away, while Thor, the roughneck, could only follow behind Sherlock, looking completely bewildered, and occasionally being pulled along by the two to be a laborer.

Sherlock, of course, wouldn't miss out on Thor's fun, and even created Stormbreaker right in front of Thor without Thor knowing what was happening!

Even the materials used in Sherlock's Stormbreaker, as well as the alchemical arrays, runes, and magic patterns inside, are better than the original!

It's worth noting that the original Stormbreaker's handle was made from Groot's arm, while the one Sherlock is holding is a genuine branch from the World Tree!

Of course, the price was that Sherlock optimized the mold for the Stormbreaker, and as for what would happen next, Sherlock had no idea.

In addition, he didn't overlook Hela's multi-spiked longsword, which was small at close range but large at long range, or Sherlock Holmes, the spear of eternity in Odin's hand. He even took the time to study how to fuse the spear of eternity with the spear of lang.

In addition, Sherlock also made a lot of all sorts of random props, at least ensuring that almost every Avenger had two sets of props with completely different styles.

Even Zhao Weike Sherlock didn't forget to arrange a suit for him that functioned as a tuxedo.

Putting everything else aside, at least we don't have to worry about Zhao Weike's safety anymore.

Chapter 109 The Unspeakable Story of Forcing Growth

Of course, while Sherlock was busy making his own strange and wonderful gadgets, he didn't forget Thor, that blockhead.

Sherlock would never give Stormbreaker to Thor, after all, its power is too great, and Sherlock is extremely envious of the authority that can open the Bifrost at any time.

Moreover, Thor is now a hammer god, so naturally he is not qualified to use Stormbreaker, and Stormbreaker wouldn't even look at Thor.

Therefore, Sherlock, who was constantly being urged by Thor, finally got fed up and casually tossed Thor a new 'hammer'.

Sherlock named it the 'Mold of Helping Seedlings Grow'!

Aside from its core and appearance, this thing is very similar to the Meow Meow Hammer, except that the Meow Meow Hammer is a very gentle guide, while this 'Hammer forcing growth' was set by Sherlock to be 'plunder'.

Essentially, this thing is similar to Enma, which Zoro wields in One Piece. Both forcibly absorb the user's 'power' and forcefully unleash it.

For poor Thor, this thing will forcibly stimulate the power of 'Thor' within him, gradually making Thor's body 'remember' the feeling of power bursting forth, thus 'forcing growth'.

Of course, Sherlock wasn't a devil. To make it more controllable, he put a switch on the hammer handle. When the switch was turned on, the thing would grow faster than expected; when the switch was turned off, it was just a weakened version of the Meow Meow Hammer.

The design is excellent and aligns with Sherlock's original promise to rid Thor of the title "God of Hammers." The only problem is that while Sherlock was designing and building this thing, he was constantly annoyed by Thor's dozens of questions every day.

Finally, out of revenge against Thor and his own perverse sense of humor, Sherlock made some radical modifications to the thing's appearance.

Well, the hammerhead of this thing was designed by Sherlock to be a vertical cylinder with a semi-circle, somewhat like the shape of the head of the most common toilet brush on the market.

To better fit the switch above, Sherlock's handle was thickened and slightly curved, complementing the rope at the tail for swinging.

It's fair to say that once this thing was manufactured, all that was missing was replacing the rope at the end with a plug, and it could have served as a toy that only adults could play with in some unspeakable adult film.

Originally, this was Sherlock's revenge and prank on Thor.

However, subsequent events forced Sherlock to admit one thing: sometimes being naturally naive is actually a sign of being inherently cunning.

Thor didn't notice what Sherlock's creation actually looked like. He was inexplicably excited after getting his hands on it, especially after hearing Sherlock's explanation. He became even more attached to the hammer in his hand.

Then, in front of Sherlock, he started swinging the 'Pulling Up Seedlings to Help Them Grow' hammer.

Seeing this scene before him, Sherlock's eyelids began to twitch violently. It seemed that the scene he wanted to see, which would make Thor feel extremely indignant and ultimately have to compromise for the sake of power, did not happen. Instead, Thor seemed to really like this indescribable hammer.

Watching Thor get used to the 'forced growth hammer', Sherlock almost instinctively moved away from Thor. For some reason, Sherlock always felt a strange chill when he saw Thor swinging this thing.

It was as if some indescribable liquid would fly out of Thor's hammer with each swing of his hammer in the next second.

Accompanied by such a hallucination, Sherlock decisively chose to distance himself from the seemingly freakish golden retriever in front of him. However, what happened next proved just how correct Sherlock's choice was.

After swinging the hammer around for a while to get used to the feel, Thor actually pushed the switch on the hammer directly. The next second, a violent burst of lightning exploded from Thor and the hammer.

It burst forth with dazzling light, just like a giant firework.

Five seconds later, the enormous firework gradually dissipated, and Sherlock was finally able to see what had happened to Thor.

You might not believe it, but Thor, the god of thunder, the legitimate chief god of Asgard and the successor to the next king of the gods, was actually electrocuted by his own lightning after pressing a switch!

Seeing Thor lying on the ground, his body stiff and convulsing, even foaming at the mouth, Sherlock could only sigh helplessly. He then crafted a pair of insulated gloves, took his masterpiece from Thor's hand, and carefully stuffed it into his four-dimensional pocket.

As for Thor, well, under the incredulous, even twitching gaze of the Dwarf King Etri, he was carried away by the other dwarves for treatment.

Seeing the complicated expression on Etri's face, Sherlock could only bend down and pat him on the shoulder before speaking to Etri.

"Well, trust Thor. After all, considering the lifespan of the Aesir, this thing is only a young man who has just come of age. He's just a silly kid. And as things stand, I think Odin can handle it, so there's no need to worry too much."

Hearing Sherlock's words, Etri rolled his eyes so hard they almost reached the sky, but he didn't refute what Sherlock said.

However, to their utter surprise, they underestimated Thor's obsession with getting rid of the title "God of Hammers." The very next morning, Thor actually came to Sherlock and begged him to give him special training!

"Sherlock! You don't know, when I turned on the hammer you lent me yesterday, I felt that power! I am Thor! Not the Hammer God! I can feel it! Help me! Please!"

Faced with Thor's words, what could Sherlock say? Even for his own future peace, Sherlock had to agree to Thor's demands!

After working with Etri to create a makeshift Meowth hammer in the shape of a bird's head for Thor, Thor's training began.

Using the discarded arc reactor from Sherlock's arm, Sherlock created a device intended to acclimate Thor to lightning, but in reality, it was nothing more than a large-scale electric shock device.

Every morning, Sherlock would excitedly shout, "Left zero, right fire, Thunder God help me!" and then forcefully shove the electrodes into Thor's body. Thor would stand there, holding a downgraded version of Mjolnir, trying to get used to the feeling of the thunder.

Then in the afternoon, Thor took the "forced growth hammer" and used it as a "five-second real man" to charge the reactor, before being carried back to his room to rest, foaming at the mouth.

Well, Sherlock felt that the happiest time of his day was when he went up to help Thor train. Sometimes, after training Thor, Sherlock even felt that his mind was sharper when he was making props with Etri in the afternoon.

As time went on, Sherlock even began to wonder if he had developed some kind of unusual fetish, and consequently, whether Thor had also developed some kind of unusual fetish.

After all, compared to himself, Thor really didn't seem like a normal person when he swung that 'forcing growth hammer' every afternoon.