Chapter 341 War is Coming (Part )

For three whole days, Sherlock hid in his small room and spent his days watching surveillance cameras, eating, and sleeping. It was as if he had returned to his previous life as a migrant worker, where he was either eating or facing the computer screen, waiting. The drama of spicy chicken shreds kicked off.

It wasn't until the morning of the fourth day that Sherlock slept until about three o'clock in the morning, then he woke up in a daze, ran to the toilet with a cigarette in his mouth, and prepared to release the contents in his stomach last night.

After a while, Sherlock rubbed his belly with satisfaction and walked out of the extended bathroom. Due to the limited conditions, he could not take a bath. When he was about to give himself a haircut and clean up as usual, he placed the toilet at the door. The computer displaying the monitor screen sounded a shrill alarm.

When Sherlock heard the alarm, he didn't care about his own personal hygiene. He grabbed the coat thrown on the bed and went straight to the computer. He sat in front of the screen and began to search for the source of the alarm.

Soon Sherlock discovered what was causing the alarm. The infrared camera Sherlock placed where the prisoners were held began to alarm. The reason for the alarm was simple. The camera detected an unknown high temperature.

After switching to the normal screen, Sherlock also saw what happened in the cell. Yes, the general began to transform into the strange cursed warrior alone in the cell.

Seeing that the general who was used to drain the cauldron began to transform, Sherlock decisively switched to the infrared camera facing the Rainbow Bridge. Sure enough, in the infrared camera, huge axe-like warships began to appear in the infrared camera. Near the Rainbow Bridge in Asgard.

Seeing this scene, Sherlock didn't care about anything else. He rushed to the door of Frigga's room opposite and started doing crazy tricks.

Frigga and Jane got up much earlier than Sherlock, a lazy fellow. They had already eaten breakfast and were having a heart-to-heart talk in the house, when Sherlock started banging on the door crazily.

With a look of doubt, Frigga opened the door. After Sherlock saw the door open, he immediately said to Frigga and Jane.

"Here we go, Spicy Chicken Silk is here with his army! Jane! It's time to test your acting skills!"

After saying that, Sherlock ran back to his small room without stopping. After all, according to the 'script', if everything goes well, Sherlock only needs to jump out and shout after Spicy Chicken Silk extracts the ether particles from Jane's body. surprise mother fxxker! ! '.

Then, in front of Spicy Chicken Shreds, he just snatched away the etheric particles that she had been thinking about for a long time. The whole process could be described as murderous and heart-wrenching, with endless joy.

Sherlock left, but the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, for no other reason than that the script arranged by Sherlock was reasonable, but it was too damn nonsense.

Frigga was fine, she just had to act like she was willing to sacrifice some interests for the life of her future daughter-in-law. When the spicy chicken shreds arrived, she shouted that as long as it doesn't hurt my daughter-in-law's life, I don't care about anything else. Just interfere.

But the script Sherlock wrote to Jane, when Jane saw it for the first time, if Jane had not kept a safe distance of ten meters, Jane would have wanted to slap the script on Sherlock's face.

Do you want to take a look at what you have written?

Faced with the intimidation of Spicy Chicken Shreds, when he stepped forward and had his ether particles extracted by Spicy Chicken Shreds, he needed to show his anger at his own powerlessness, his regret for the war he brought to Asgard, and his fear that the Nine Realms were about to fall into Dark despair, moved by his mother-in-law's protection for him...

Sherlock listed ten of all kinds of complicated emotions. After reading it, Jane wanted to open her mouth and curse people, let alone a newcomer in acting.

Damn, her complex emotions are so complex that even a serious Oscar-winning actress would have trouble expressing them!

If she were her mother, if she really had such advanced acting skills, studied shitty physics, and went to Hollywood to become an actor, wouldn't her mother be cool?

To be honest, Jane was a little desperate at the time. She even wanted to ask Sherlock if he could directly use magic to create a three-point careless, three-point angry, and three-point dragon king in his eyes that looked like a crooked mouth. Thin and cool, a playful fan-shaped pattern comes out.

Faced with Jane's feeble request, Sherlock of course gave a straight-up refusal. Let's not talk about whether magic can do it. Even if it is really possible, he still wants it.

If you simply adjust and decorate the fan pattern inside the eye, wouldn't it be the dream of a middle school boy, the Mangekyō Sharingan?

Even the pattern was thought up by Sherlock in his previous life. She just followed the symbol of nuclear radiation, with the atomic bomb in the left eye, the hydrogen bomb in the right eye, and both eyes were Susan holding the Grand Czar.

When the time comes, the Hokage and Madara, who loves to dance, will hold hands and turn into ashes if they make him unhappy!

Ahem, let's get back to the business. Faced with Jane's request that "this question is too difficult and I can't do it," Sherlock didn't show any politeness at all. He threw Jane another pad, which contained all the information from ancient and modern China and foreign countries. A collection of peak acting skills.

Under Jane's desperate gaze, Sherlock uttered the coldest words with a 37-degree mouth.

"With the actor's self-cultivation in that book, the learning effect will be even better!"

Everything was planned well, but both Sherlock and Queen Frigg forgot one thing, that is, Sherlock had dumped weapons in Asgard twice.

Yes, most of Asgard's warriors like close combat, but this does not mean that Asgard has no weapons, but in their view, Asgard's energy gun is something only girls play with.

The gunpowder gun that Charlotte dumped happened to be stuck on the pain point of these barbarians.

There is a back seat! Have feedback! Physical attack! Coupled with the strong smell of gunpowder smoke, Sherlock's weapon became the secondary weapon of this group of barbarians who like close combat.

It was the secondary weapon that almost everyone had that changed the trend of the war, causing Sherlock and Frigga's originally perfect plan to turn in an unpredictable direction.

At the same time, he also thought that he was well prepared and even used a strategy, thinking that he could steal the ether particles to fight head-on.

It wasn't until Spicy Chicken Shreds left Asgard that he finally realized what he was doing.

I originally thought that I was going to use the cauldron to cooperate with a sneak attack by the scouts, but I finally realized that Asgardians use gas stoves for lighting fires, and they use gas stoves for cooking, instead of cauldrons, they use fucking black ones. The big iron pot!