[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel":3,"chapter-my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-chapter-131":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","My Life as a Mental Mentor in Marvel",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2322699,4544,"Chapter 131","my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-chapter-131",131,"\u003Cp>After spending about twenty minutes carefully reading the report, Stark tossed the stack of papers onto the desk and said, “Total nonsense.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Anyone with a university-level education in biology could see this is pure fabrication.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m just a psychiatrist—I have no background in biology, and this is only an outline anyway. The specifics? That’s up to you geniuses of science…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stark hesitated, picked up the report again, and said, “To an outsider, this might seem plausible, but it’s utterly absurd. Still… just now, I thought about it, and maybe there’s something to it…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stark pinched the report between his fingers, face twisted in doubt, and said, “Vampire blood contains a longevity factor usable by humans? That’s ridiculous… Fine, can you explain this part in detail?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t Dr. Connors already say their blood contains a magical component science can’t decipher? So I named it ‘longevity factor’—is that too much?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, that's barely acceptable. After all, you're the only one here who understands magic. And…,\" Stark hesitated, \"are you absolutely sure this factor truly grants immortality?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whether it actually grants immortality isn’t the point. The question is—when you read this conclusion, did you feel any urge?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Or rather—what were you thinking when you just asked that question?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stark pressed his lips together, lowered his gaze, then pretended indifference as he set the stack down. “Fine, I admit it—any human would think this. If I could live forever, how wonderful that would be…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m not greedy. But I truly believe—if I had five hundred years… no, even just three hundred—if I had three hundred years, I could change this world…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Adam’s apple moved as he turned toward the window. “You’re a devil. When I read that line, for a moment, I even wanted to use uncontrollable power to capture and study these monsters…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No one can resist this temptation,” said Sheer. “Even a saint, facing a lifespan of barely a hundred years, would feel a deep sorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s humanity—we live brief, brilliant lives, and we’re proud of it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But if you could live longer, wouldn’t you be tempted?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stark spread his hands. “Alright, so you’re using this to convince Congress and the Security Council? Make them crave immortality so they’ll go after the vampires?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No. I’m using this to convince you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Convince me? Convince me to do what? Don’t I already have a firm enough resolve to eliminate the vampires? Even without this temptation, I’d still want to wipe them all out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The issue is the method. Your powered armor isn’t very effective against them. But if you deploy large-scale military force, you’ll trigger too much suspicion from other factions. Yet there’s a better path open to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What path?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sheer pulled a pair of earphones from his coat pocket and handed them to Stark. “I’ve arranged for a guest. He should already be in the conference room.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you for granting me the highest security clearance, allowing me to invite others here under your identity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait! Who did you invite?” Stark put on the earphones as Sheer pushed him out of the lab. A terrible premonition gripped him. “Don’t tell me you invited some important Congress member! Oh my god! I can’t handle them! No! Wait—I’m not going—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Relax. Not any politician.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stark stared suspiciously at Sheer, who said nothing. They locked eyes for a long moment. Stark finally growled, “Damn it, you conman doctor! You planned this, didn’t you? You tricked me into giving you the highest security clearance!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t phrase it so harshly. You offered it to me yourself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten minutes later, when Stark saw Norman Osborn in the conference room, he pressed his palm to his forehead and muttered into the earpiece, “I’m firing you. I’m not joking! Why the hell did you bring this old man here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. Now that he’s seen you, you can’t back out. Listen—I want you to make a deal with him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A deal? Why should I make a deal with Osborn? Their tech is garbage…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Irrelevant. Go shake his hand. Then I’ll tell you what to say.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stark’s face darkened as if marching to execution. Reluctantly, he shook Norman’s hand. Norman didn’t mind—he looked the part of a classic American businessman: suit, polished shoes, streaks of gray at his temples, yet radiating vigor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Norman spoke first. “Mr. Stark, this is my first time in Stark Tower. It’s far more advanced than I imagined. Truly eye-opening.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stark lifted his chin and grunted a single “hmm.” Sheer whispered through the earpiece: “Look at him. If you had half his social grace, I wouldn’t have to go through all this trouble.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I hear your company has developed a cure serum and intends to sell it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stark parroted the words Sheer fed him through the earpiece: “Correct. But let’s discuss that later. Right now, there’s a better opportunity before you. Would you like to hear it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Norman’s expression didn’t change. “So the cure serum doesn’t exist. Then why did you bring me here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The technology certainly exists. But before the main course, let’s start with the appetizer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve surely heard about the incident at the Brooklyn Bridge—hundreds of vampires attacking humans.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Correct. The military has already purchased weapons from Osborn Group for this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stark pulled out a proposal and handed it to Osborn, then whispered into his earpiece: “You’re just giving him this? It’s all nonsense. Norman has a Ph.D. in biology—you won’t fool him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s not like you. He’s a businessman first, a scientist second.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Stark’s surprise, Norman didn’t point out any scientific flaws after reading the proposal. Instead, his expression brightened. “Mr. Stark, I never expected you to have such talent in business!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stark blinked. “What? Uh—I mean… you think this proposal has no issues?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A brilliant marketing concept!” Norman declared. “Medicinal value! Yes—that’s the word. I love that word!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is a golden opportunity. If we package parts of vampire bodies as nutritional supplements or health products, we could make a fortune.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Think about it—the raw materials are literally falling from the sky. Whether it’s Congress, the military, or any other faction—they’ll all support us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Stark said, “I should warn you—the magical component in their blood is currently unbreakable. And whether it actually grants longevity is still uncertain…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Does that matter?” Norman fixed Stark with his gaze. “Being unbreakable is perfect. If we can’t prove it works, no one can prove it doesn’t.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Norman flipped through the proposal again. “Longevity factor? The name might be exaggerated—but it’s not medicine. It’s a health supplement. Effects must be judged by real-world results.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We don’t need to advertise. The vampires themselves are living proof—they’re immortal, and they heal rapidly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s happening in Brooklyn right now? That’s the best advertisement.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The whole world knows a species that lives for centuries, healing at incredible speed, is fighting humanity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Soon, the fallout will keep spreading. Every newspaper will put the vampires’ invasion and their traits on the front page.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What is this? A global, massive publicity campaign! What ad could match this exposure?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then, at this moment, our two corporations—industrial giant Stark and pharmaceutical giant Osborn—join forces to declare that vampire blood contains a mysterious factor that extends human lifespan. It’s plausible, isn’t it? After all, they are the long-lived species.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This could even open a new industry: research into the medicinal value of non-human species,” Stark repeated Sheer’s words. “Not just vampires—other creatures too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And all we need to do is use our technological credibility to convince the world these species have immense medicinal potential.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly!” Norman clenched his fist. “That’s exactly what I think. If this succeeds, everyone will believe we have the ability to assess the value of alien species. As you said—we can create an entirely new industry. The profits would be unimaginable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Norman stood without hesitation. “I’ll immediately assemble experts to refine this proposal. Mr. Stark, I must say—while the idea is brilliant, your proposal is terribly unprofessional.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Evil God of Reversal”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Stark’s face darken further, Norman added, “But I know you did this deliberately—to test Osborn Group’s sincerity. I don’t believe Stark Industries can’t find a few biologists.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still, it’s fitting. Your idea alone is worth tens of billions in profit. I never expected Stark Industries and Osborn Biotech to begin cooperating under these circumstances.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I must say—this is a good beginning. You’ll see Osborn is one of the few truly trustworthy partners in this world.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Norman shook Stark’s hand again and hurried out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stark remained dazed. “What did he just mean? Did he misunderstand something?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It doesn’t matter. He’s not wrong—except that the biologists Stark Industries hired are busy saving the world…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…in the literal sense.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1442,"2026-06-20T16:39:12.484Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","549c58adb9d8484a3ab60821932226cedc2824ab1f7e48de9395a528a60aaf0c","my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-chapter-132","my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-chapter-130",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-cover.jpg"]