[{"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-217":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},2322785,4544,"Chapter 217","my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-chapter-217",217,"\u003Cp>Autumn had arrived in New York; after the summer heat faded, the sky grew bluer and the wind cooler, but in this bustling international metropolis, few had the mood to pause and feel the change in weather.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The throng of traffic moved faster and more urgently than the morning breeze; after iced coffee vanished, hot coffee in the hands of suited executives, accompanied by their hurried steps, lost its warmth like autumn itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The busiest place in this busy city was undoubtedly Wall Street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This street stretched from southern Manhattan to Broadway, once home to the New York Stock Exchange and headquarters of major banks, and in the last century it had been immensely glorious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But today, its symbolic meaning outweighs its practical one; it now resembles a financial emblem of the nation, and after decades of change, not a single bank has its headquarters here—most have relocated to Midtown, where prospects are brighter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tourists might be disappointed by this street, for it is very short and extremely narrow; as people walk through, the towering buildings on either side seem to lean in and collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only comfort lies in imagining, against the weathered facades of old buildings, vintage cars from last century parked along the curb, morning wind blowing through the street, cooling the coffee in one’s hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the corner marking Wall Street’s end, a cannon fired, and the banner on the floral basket gleamed gold in the sunlight, yet passersby appeared utterly oblivious, as if a barrier separated this festivity from reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pleased to meet you, Dr. Shiler,” Loki said, smiling as he shook Shiler’s hand at the foot of the steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wore a common white shirt with a dark green tie; under the sunlight, faint patterns were visible, and from his wristwatch to his leather shoes, every item bore the brands favored by stockbrokers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without naming him, few would realize he was neither a Wall Street employee nor even a human of Earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After releasing Loki’s hand, Shiler said: “I never expected you’d adapt so completely in just over a month.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks to the recent stock market slump, I haven’t had a single day off this month—I must finish my coffee in three sips,” Loki replied with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shiler shook his head, gazing at Loki with deep emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About a month ago, on the eve of Odin’s announcement that he would enter slumber, he dumped his younger son Loki onto Wong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason: Loki had consumed too much energy and needed digestion, which required supervision; Odin was preparing to sleep and couldn’t attend to him, so he left Loki in Wong’s care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wong, adhering to the principle that one sheep is herded the same as two, accepted Odin’s request.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wong soon realized she was no good with children; cosmic leaks awaited her across the universe, and missing them meant loss, so she dumped Loki onto Strange, telling them to train together in Kamar-Taj.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surprisingly, Loki and Strange got along well; their backgrounds were similar—Loki always felt Odin favored Thor, while Strange’s father favored his younger brother, and their personalities shared many traits, notably similar moral thresholds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, after living in Kamar-Taj for a while, they coexisted reasonably well; and when a wolf and a jackal get along, what follows is obvious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two opened a betting pool on the outcomes of wars among the Lords of Hell, and Loki leveraged his accumulated connections to recruit gamblers worldwide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The news reached Sakaar; the gambling-obsessed Grandmaster, who called himself the Gambler Saint, dismissed it as beneath him—a rural-urban fringe-level bet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing he wouldn’t join, Loki grew furious: You, Grandmaster, spend your days calling customer service, yet now that the betting pool is open, you won’t even give me face? That’s going too far. He rolled up his sleeves and headed straight for Sakaar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A true expert reveals his skill at once; Loki’s con artistry was no joke—he had tricked Thanos in the original timeline. After two days of touring Sakaar, he had hoodwinked the Grandmaster into placing a hefty bet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Strange approached the Lord of Hell, Mephisto; together they staged a physical fixed match, nearly bankrupting the Grandmaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grandmaster, ever refusing to lose a bet, planned to default; Strange brought Mordo, a disciple of Dormammu, to Sakaar to knock on his door. The Grandmaster weighed his distance from Dormammu’s power, gritted his teeth, and paid up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After collecting the debt, Dormammu and Mephisto each took two-tenths; the remaining six-tenths went to Strange and Loki.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing how fast the money flowed, Strange and Loki embarked on their telecom fraud career.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They employed every trick, scam, and shady scheme imaginable; after several successful hits, they truly amassed considerable energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though their moral limits were low, their power levels were also low; once they obtained the energy, they rushed to process it. Their improper handling triggered an energy explosion that blew a hole straight through Kamar-Taj’s temple, cracking the protective barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wong returned from training to find her home destroyed and immediately expelled them. Loki wanted to return to Asgard, but Heimdall, guarding the Rainbow Bridge, had entered seclusion to digest energy; Loki couldn’t return, so he once again turned to Strange on Earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strange then brought Loki to Shiler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shiler had no desire to manage this pair of cosmic con artists, but Strange secretly slipped him two-tenths as a bribe; Shiler turned a blind eye and allowed Loki to work at the sanatorium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Shiler’s sanatorium was also in southern Manhattan, close to Wall Street, Loki soon discovered that he had a more interesting job than being a doctor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Loki had always relied on his innate talent for deception, lacking systematic theoretical knowledge; after colluding with Strange, they had figured out some patterns, but still lacked a coherent system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every day after leaving the sanatorium, Loki passed the New York Stock Exchange and major banks, and suddenly realized: deception could be an industry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized his horizons had been too narrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Loki had one strength: when he set his mind on achieving something, he could learn anything, shed his pride, bend his principles, adjust his limits—in short, he could discard his dignity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He approached Strange; after another unspeakable conspiracy, Loki proudly became a stockbroker, embarking on his Earthly path of Dao cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Loki was busy since arriving on Earth; Strange wasn’t idle either. After battling the Riot, the Sanctum Sanctorum and the entire commercial street of Greenwich Village were reduced to rubble. Though S.H.I.E.L.D. had evacuated everyone in time, resulting in no casualties, the buildings were completely destroyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was unknown whether Nick had resolved his autumn budget issue in this war, but he generously offered to find the Sanctum Sanctorum a new building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Strange’s original imagination, his future residence should have been far from civilization, ideally in some remote, inaccessible mountain forest like Kamar-Taj.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But given the current situation, even placing the Sanctum Sanctorum ten meters from Wall Street would be like burying a pearl in the dust; across the street, it was spiritual kinship severed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the Sanctum Sanctorum became an inseparable part of Wall Street since ancient times; the new location was chosen at the street’s corner, concealed by magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Greenwich Village began vigorous reconstruction; the relocated Sanctum Sanctorum resolved most issues within a month and prepared to reopen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the ribbon-cutting day, many bizarre figures arrived—for instance, a stunt motorcyclist in a jacket; as Strange approached and shook Johnny’s hand, he glanced at him and said in surprise: “I never thought you’d still look handsome after gaining muscle and skin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Johnny looked like he didn’t want to be there at all; his entire demeanor radiated indifference—he was clearly forced to attend this social event.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strange had just ushered him inside when he spotted his senior brother Mordo and Red Hulk arriving; as he hurried to greet them, he saw Shiler stepping out of a car at the entrance and quickly told Loki to go welcome him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus arose the scene at the Wall Street corner: Loki and Shiler chatting merrily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steve, entering the Sanctum Sanctorum, wore a sharp suit but felt puzzled, scanning the building: “Why does this place look exactly like the stock exchange from my era? Wasn’t this supposed to be the Supreme Sorcerer’s New York base? What does this have to do with sorcerers?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A receptionist with a beaming smile approached, glanced at Steve’s invitation, and said warmly: “Mr. Rogers, correct? Welcome. Mr. Strange is currently occupied; if you don’t mind, please wait in the back—the ribbon-cutting ceremony will begin shortly…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steve held a flood of questions but didn’t know where to begin; still, he followed the guide inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peter, just stepping onto the steps, saw only Steve’s back; he tried to catch up but was stopped by Strange, who studied him and asked: “Didn’t you bring your girlfriend?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>baimengshu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gwen? Why would I bring her?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How do I explain that I know Stark, Captain America, and a host of big names? Yesterday she was worried I couldn’t even afford a meal…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peter walked back with Strange; Strange asked: “Are you really going to keep hiding this from your girlfriend?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peter scratched his head in distress: “I don’t want to, but I can’t find the right moment to tell her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It sounds absurd: I’d have to say I’m Spider-Man, that besides school and home, my most frequent destination is Stark’s high-tech lab, that I run every morning with Captain America, and today I’m attending the ribbon-cutting of the Supreme Sorcerer’s Sanctum Sanctorum, and the first person I met inside was an alien prince…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strange patted Peter’s shoulder: “If you really said that, we’d be seeing you in a psychiatric sanatorium soon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Peter entered, Stark arrived late; he surveyed the Sanctum’s interior structure with clear disappointment and said to Strange: “You made the Sanctum Sanctorum look like a 1990s stock exchange—is that your unique taste… or your unique taste?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Practicality,” Strange said helplessly. “I didn’t want this, but if I don’t use a stock exchange layout, where do I put all these line operators? On top of the magical cauldrons?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strange glanced at Stark’s chest; though his clothes concealed it, he still asked: “Have you solved the problem with your chest?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes,” Stark replied cheerfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I suddenly realized all those things I obsessed over were meaningless. This morning, I installed the new Arc Reactor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stark spoke rapidly: “You wouldn’t believe what I saw—I realize now how stupid I used to be.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Loki and Shiler walked over; Shiler pulled a pen from beside his pocket, pressed a button, and Stark’s voice echoed: “I realize now how stupid I used to be…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shiler pressed the button again; the voice echoed once more: “I realize now how stupid I used to be…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Click. I realize now how stupid I used to be…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strange swiftly blocked Stark’s raised fist: “Calm down—you don’t have a magical reactor anymore!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shiler twirled the recording pen happily: “A once-in-a-century accidental gain. Clearly, opportunity favors the prepared.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Stark could curse him, Shiler added: “Don’t worry—I’ll save this for your wedding.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Seriously,” Strange changed the subject, asking Stark: “What exactly did you see?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stark pursed his lips and kept walking forward; Shiler called after Strange: “Though the Arc Reactor is dead, what matters has never been the reactor itself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re right,” Stark said, walking ahead while turning back to raise one finger: “Those meaningless things don’t matter anymore—Howard, the Arc Reactor… who cares!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stark’s moving forward, folks!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he strode ahead, leaving the two behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shiler whispered to Strange: “How is the cosmic situation?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As we expected.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>N’al’s serving of food had consequences neither insignificant nor monumental.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason it wasn’t major was that the definition of cosmic deities is broad, yet with several basic criteria.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, these powerful beings did not evolve from civilizations; they differ entirely from human races, Asgardians, dwarves, or symbiotes—they exist as solitary entities in the cosmos, with no society or civilization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second, most were born from cosmic forces, not through long evolution, but from certain cosmic energies awakening self-awareness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Third, theoretically, their lifespans are infinite; as long as they aren’t killed, they live forever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mephisto, Surtur, and Dormammu all meet these criteria, and thus are among the cosmic deities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not every deity meeting these criteria is as powerful as the three mentioned; most are minor in cosmic scale, and the overall structure of these deities remains pyramid-shaped—only a small fraction reach the strength of dimensional deities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many deities are too weak to resist cosmic disasters, and cosmic calamities occur frequently—such as a dimension collapsing or a universe exploding. When such accidents happen, many deities die en masse, and nearby deities gather to devour their remains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, N’al’s energy channel explosion was not uncommon in the cosmos; previously, such events were natural disasters, but this one was man-made.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though man-made, few knew the truth, and the damage was limited; though many innocent bystanders were affected, the scale remained within reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, this incident caused no major ripples at the multiversal level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only notable effect was that when Wong contacted Eternity through the Eye of Agamotto to discuss retirement, Eternity asked her, confused: “The cosmic primal chaos energy has suffered severe loss lately—any idea why?”\u003C\u002Fp>",2210,"2026-06-20T16:39:20.726Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ce9b16878040e17bfc95606b20a234bd759c719df04a8a850f95ed7fb908212c","my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-chapter-218","my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-chapter-216",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-cover.jpg"]