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Chapter 62 The Life of the Salted Fish Wizard in Asgard (5)
Chapter 62 The Life of the Salted Fish Wizard in Asgard (5)
Sherlock slept for a whole day, and it was not until the next morning that Sherlock felt that he had barely recovered, and it was already noon when Sherlock saw Sol again.
At this time, Sol was sweating profusely on the training ground with black eyes on his face. Even because of Sherlock's little shock, Sol also hired a lot of working archers to make the actual combat more difficult.
Everything is going in a good direction, Thor was also shocked by Sherlock's Muggle weapon from the earth, no, it should be said that the entire Asgard warriors were bombed by Sherlock's hand I was shocked.
When Sherlock came to the training ground, he saw that no one was slacking off, and they were all sweating profusely training with Sol. The only problem might be that the black eyes on Sol's face were too irritating. It's out.
Sherlock really couldn't hold back his laughter. For some reason, Sols Lake is very sensitive to laughter these days, and he locked on the source of the laughter almost the next second after Sherlock laughed.
However, after seeing that it was Sherlock who laughed, Sol could only end the battle, scratching his head in embarrassment and walking towards Sherlock.
Walking all the way to Sherlock, seeing that Sherlock seemed to be laughing more and more presumptuously, Sol said angrily.
"Stop laughing, bastard, it's all thanks to you!"
After hearing Sol's complaint, Sherlock was glad in his heart that he succeeded in pretending to be aggressive and didn't fall down in front of this group of people, but on the surface he tried hard to restrain his smile.
But under such an inner contrast, how could Sherlock hold back his laughter, and finally broke his defense, clutching his stomach and laughing loudly.
Seeing that Sol's fists are hardened, he has already begun to weigh the Meow Hammer in his hand, as if he is planning what posture he should use to knock down the annoying guy in front of him.
Fortunately, Sherlock still has a bit of a b number. After laughing for a while, he slowly stopped his smile, and then he patted Sol on the shoulder and said.
"Okay, okay, I won't laugh, don't look at me like that, I just don't understand, Asgard's medical technology is obviously very advanced, why don't you just cure this place before you come out."
While talking, Sherlock simulated the range of Thor's black eyes with his hands on his face.
It's okay if Sherlock didn't say anything, but when he said that Sol's forehead was full of black lines, he looked at Sherlock angrily and said.
"Do you think I don't want to? It's not that there is no cure, but there is no way to treat it at all! Asgard's medical technology is great, which is good. As long as you still have breath, the doctors will not let you die, but who do you think? Will it be okay to study how to quickly heal bruises and things like that?"
Hearing Saul's complaint, Sherlock was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that it was true, just like no one in the hospital on earth would study how to make bruises disappear immediately, and how to make a small wound less than one centimeter fast. Same as healing.
But Sherlock will not let go of such a good opportunity to mock Sol. Although these things are not studied in the hospital, it does not mean that the people will not.
With his backhand, he took out two things from his library and threw them to Sol.
Sol looked at a bottle and an egg thrown to him by Sherlock with a confused face, so he looked at Sherlock with a puzzled face.
"What the hell? Why did you throw me an egg?"
Hearing Sol's question, Sherlock said angrily.
"Roll the egg when it's okay, apply a hot compress at night and then apply the potion in your hand, it will heal quickly!"
After hearing Sherlock's words, Sol realized the usefulness of the object in his hand, and immediately put the egg on the black marks around his eyes and began to roll it slowly. While rolling the egg, he held it with the other hand. He started to observe the bottle in his hand.
"Sherlock, I never knew you were a pharmacist and could have such healing potions!"
Sherlock almost couldn't hold back Saul's flattery, and after trying to sort out his smile, he continued.
"Then you are thinking too much purely. I didn't make this thing. This thing is a potion researched in a big country in the east of the earth to treat bruises. Remember to apply a hot compress before going to bed at night, and be careful not to get into your eyes. inside."
Although Sherlock instructed Sol very seriously, it was obvious that Sol did not listen to Sherlock's instructions carefully, and stuffed it in his clothes after repeatedly looking at the red potion in the bottle.
Sherlock didn't pay too much attention to Sol's behavior of ignoring his "doctor's orders". After all, if Sol didn't listen to him, the potion called safflower oil would definitely teach Sol to be a new man.
After putting away the potion, Sol reacted and looked at Sherlock suspiciously and asked.
"By the way, Sherlock, did you come to see me for something?"
In Thor's impression, Sherlock has perfectly mastered the two kinds of magic in Asgard, and there is no need to come to the practice field to practice.
And Sherlock is a mage, unlike their group of fighters who need an excellent body, mages must be attributed to magic in the end, and his younger brother Loki has never bothered to come to the training ground.
After hearing Sol's question, Sherlock showed a little embarrassment. After all, he beat him up a few days ago, and now he is a little embarrassed to come to Sol to help Sherlock.
But I can't help it, I'm not familiar with the place, Sherlock has been here for almost a month, and he hasn't even stepped out of the castle until now, Sherlock hasn't forgotten that he promised Lorna to buy a gift.
And Lorna bought them all, so can her uncles not buy them?Can Tony not buy it?So Sherlock's mission on this trip is still very heavy.
But helplessly, Sherlock doesn't have Asgard's currency, and he can't use money in the castle, so he can come to Sol, who is a local, in desperation.
Sol, who understood the situation, rolled his eyes, and immediately patted Sherlock on the shoulder and said that he would leave this matter to him. He would take Sherlock to go shopping early tomorrow morning, and Uncle Saul paid for all the expenses.
As Sol's friend, looking at Sol's appearance, Sherlock knew that there must be something wrong no matter how stupid he was. After taking a deep breath, Sherlock looked at Sol and said.
"Tell me, what are your conditions?"
Thor, who was directly pointed at by Sherlock, was stunned for a moment, and then that face exactly like Xu Jinjiang burned like a monkey's buttocks, watching Sherlock keep tweaking.
Fortunately, under Sherlock's constant questioning, Sol finally expressed his request, and wanted Sherlock to bring a letter to Jane when he went back to express his thoughts.
Sherlock, who ate a mouthful of dog food alive with a Spartan face, knew that it would be better not to ask, and looked at Saul exuding the sour smell of love, and Sherlock casually picked it up from his library. After taking out a pair of sunglasses as a deposit and throwing it to Saul, he turned around and left.
(End of this chapter)
Sherlock slept for a whole day, and it was not until the next morning that Sherlock felt that he had barely recovered, and it was already noon when Sherlock saw Sol again.
At this time, Sol was sweating profusely on the training ground with black eyes on his face. Even because of Sherlock's little shock, Sol also hired a lot of working archers to make the actual combat more difficult.
Everything is going in a good direction, Thor was also shocked by Sherlock's Muggle weapon from the earth, no, it should be said that the entire Asgard warriors were bombed by Sherlock's hand I was shocked.
When Sherlock came to the training ground, he saw that no one was slacking off, and they were all sweating profusely training with Sol. The only problem might be that the black eyes on Sol's face were too irritating. It's out.
Sherlock really couldn't hold back his laughter. For some reason, Sols Lake is very sensitive to laughter these days, and he locked on the source of the laughter almost the next second after Sherlock laughed.
However, after seeing that it was Sherlock who laughed, Sol could only end the battle, scratching his head in embarrassment and walking towards Sherlock.
Walking all the way to Sherlock, seeing that Sherlock seemed to be laughing more and more presumptuously, Sol said angrily.
"Stop laughing, bastard, it's all thanks to you!"
After hearing Sol's complaint, Sherlock was glad in his heart that he succeeded in pretending to be aggressive and didn't fall down in front of this group of people, but on the surface he tried hard to restrain his smile.
But under such an inner contrast, how could Sherlock hold back his laughter, and finally broke his defense, clutching his stomach and laughing loudly.
Seeing that Sol's fists are hardened, he has already begun to weigh the Meow Hammer in his hand, as if he is planning what posture he should use to knock down the annoying guy in front of him.
Fortunately, Sherlock still has a bit of a b number. After laughing for a while, he slowly stopped his smile, and then he patted Sol on the shoulder and said.
"Okay, okay, I won't laugh, don't look at me like that, I just don't understand, Asgard's medical technology is obviously very advanced, why don't you just cure this place before you come out."
While talking, Sherlock simulated the range of Thor's black eyes with his hands on his face.
It's okay if Sherlock didn't say anything, but when he said that Sol's forehead was full of black lines, he looked at Sherlock angrily and said.
"Do you think I don't want to? It's not that there is no cure, but there is no way to treat it at all! Asgard's medical technology is great, which is good. As long as you still have breath, the doctors will not let you die, but who do you think? Will it be okay to study how to quickly heal bruises and things like that?"
Hearing Saul's complaint, Sherlock was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that it was true, just like no one in the hospital on earth would study how to make bruises disappear immediately, and how to make a small wound less than one centimeter fast. Same as healing.
But Sherlock will not let go of such a good opportunity to mock Sol. Although these things are not studied in the hospital, it does not mean that the people will not.
With his backhand, he took out two things from his library and threw them to Sol.
Sol looked at a bottle and an egg thrown to him by Sherlock with a confused face, so he looked at Sherlock with a puzzled face.
"What the hell? Why did you throw me an egg?"
Hearing Sol's question, Sherlock said angrily.
"Roll the egg when it's okay, apply a hot compress at night and then apply the potion in your hand, it will heal quickly!"
After hearing Sherlock's words, Sol realized the usefulness of the object in his hand, and immediately put the egg on the black marks around his eyes and began to roll it slowly. While rolling the egg, he held it with the other hand. He started to observe the bottle in his hand.
"Sherlock, I never knew you were a pharmacist and could have such healing potions!"
Sherlock almost couldn't hold back Saul's flattery, and after trying to sort out his smile, he continued.
"Then you are thinking too much purely. I didn't make this thing. This thing is a potion researched in a big country in the east of the earth to treat bruises. Remember to apply a hot compress before going to bed at night, and be careful not to get into your eyes. inside."
Although Sherlock instructed Sol very seriously, it was obvious that Sol did not listen to Sherlock's instructions carefully, and stuffed it in his clothes after repeatedly looking at the red potion in the bottle.
Sherlock didn't pay too much attention to Sol's behavior of ignoring his "doctor's orders". After all, if Sol didn't listen to him, the potion called safflower oil would definitely teach Sol to be a new man.
After putting away the potion, Sol reacted and looked at Sherlock suspiciously and asked.
"By the way, Sherlock, did you come to see me for something?"
In Thor's impression, Sherlock has perfectly mastered the two kinds of magic in Asgard, and there is no need to come to the practice field to practice.
And Sherlock is a mage, unlike their group of fighters who need an excellent body, mages must be attributed to magic in the end, and his younger brother Loki has never bothered to come to the training ground.
After hearing Sol's question, Sherlock showed a little embarrassment. After all, he beat him up a few days ago, and now he is a little embarrassed to come to Sol to help Sherlock.
But I can't help it, I'm not familiar with the place, Sherlock has been here for almost a month, and he hasn't even stepped out of the castle until now, Sherlock hasn't forgotten that he promised Lorna to buy a gift.
And Lorna bought them all, so can her uncles not buy them?Can Tony not buy it?So Sherlock's mission on this trip is still very heavy.
But helplessly, Sherlock doesn't have Asgard's currency, and he can't use money in the castle, so he can come to Sol, who is a local, in desperation.
Sol, who understood the situation, rolled his eyes, and immediately patted Sherlock on the shoulder and said that he would leave this matter to him. He would take Sherlock to go shopping early tomorrow morning, and Uncle Saul paid for all the expenses.
As Sol's friend, looking at Sol's appearance, Sherlock knew that there must be something wrong no matter how stupid he was. After taking a deep breath, Sherlock looked at Sol and said.
"Tell me, what are your conditions?"
Thor, who was directly pointed at by Sherlock, was stunned for a moment, and then that face exactly like Xu Jinjiang burned like a monkey's buttocks, watching Sherlock keep tweaking.
Fortunately, under Sherlock's constant questioning, Sol finally expressed his request, and wanted Sherlock to bring a letter to Jane when he went back to express his thoughts.
Sherlock, who ate a mouthful of dog food alive with a Spartan face, knew that it would be better not to ask, and looked at Saul exuding the sour smell of love, and Sherlock casually picked it up from his library. After taking out a pair of sunglasses as a deposit and throwing it to Saul, he turned around and left.
(End of this chapter)
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