[{"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-862":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},2323430,4544,"Chapter 862: Brilliant Stars (IV)","my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-chapter-862",862,"\u003Cp>In the deep night at the S.H.I.E.L.D. base, the bustle had faded; in the quiet stillness, only the flickering lights of offices remained, most staff having gone home, and those still present were packing up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Passing through the silent corridors, behind the transparent office partitions, in the administrative zone of the S.H.I.E.L.D. base, many employees were organizing their documents, placing them into folders to handle unfinished tasks the next day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, Luo De, since you're not working overtime for once, how about going out for some fun?\" a man in a shirt leaned against the doorframe, speaking to another man in field gear; beside him, a blonde woman rolled her eyes and said, \"You *have* to say that while I'm here? It makes me feel like the third wheel!... You two chat, I've got to go upstairs.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s wrong, Monica? You’re not leaving?” the black man asked, adjusting his tie; Monica shrugged and said, “The scheduling team never has people as idle as you. We’re swamped—don’t you know Director Fury is going to a meeting tonight? We still need to arrange transport and security personnel to escort him—I’ve got to coordinate with the Anquan Force…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white man called Luo De lightly pinched the corner of a document, as if absentmindedly saying, “Director Fury’s going to another meeting? He’s been to the United Nations so often lately—I wonder where he keeps finding all this work…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If it were the United Nations, would I have to make a special trip to the Anquan Force? The United Nations’ affairs are all handled by that little fox, Madalina.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then where is he going? Any other important matters lately?” Luo De asked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monica shook her head. “Who knows? I’m not with the Anquan Force—I only provide vehicles, vehicle security, and guards. That’s all their responsibility…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, she picked up her documents and walked off quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo De gave a glance to the black man at the door; once the man left, Luo De swiftly shoved the documents into the folder and strode out of the office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the two leave the opposite office, the remaining staff exchanged a glance with someone nearby, then followed one after the other out the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As lights gradually brightened, in the field agents’ rest hall, Grant Ward pushed open the door and said to the resting agents, “Three of you—security personnel are insufficient; the Anquan Force is pressing…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No interns. This meeting’s critical. Two seasoned agents—Pick, you and Nimitz—and another—Anto. All three of you come with me. I’ve got orders to give…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the three left, they returned shortly after; during their brief pause to collect gear and change uniforms, others exchanged glances, and someone asked, “Hey, what’s so urgent? Why do you three have to go? You’re the most experienced agents in this team…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anto, the oldest, replied, “Director Fury’s going to a meeting—heard it’s important, and it’s with the military. You know how those guys are—loud and intimidating. If you’re not seasoned, they’ll rattle you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We haven’t dealt with the military in ages. What’s this about now? They’re not trying to get us to help again, are they? God, I can’t stand those generals—wasn’t last time enough?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While they chatted, Ward reentered and said, “We still need two clerks for recording. Natasha’s already fetching them. You’ll meet them downstairs—don’t let another incident happen like last time, where we didn’t recognize our own people.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pick gave a thumbs-up by the door. After the three agents left, the remaining agents in the hall filed out one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Ward and Natasha notified several departments, the remaining S.H.I.E.L.D. agents at the base departed their offices at an astonishing speed—as if a movie had been fast-forwarded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the elevators, an unusual scene emerged: everyone was waiting, crammed at the doors. When Coulson saw this, he thought he was hallucinating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coulson pushed through the crowd like a hot knife through butter. Everyone stared at him. No one spoke. No one said a word—but it felt as if countless words hung unspoken in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Squeezing into the elevator, Coulson finally noticed the strange stares. He glanced around, sensing something eerie in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coulson felt breathless. He had never, in his life, wished so desperately for the elevator to reach his floor faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally stepping out, Coulson exhaled. He turned back, closed the elevator doors, and through the gap, saw the air inside—no, the gazes—continuously flowing in the enclosed space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t the first time he’d felt that within this organization, standing above the world, there were secrets he didn’t know—and lately, those secrets had been multiplying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coulson sighed and walked toward Nick Fury’s office. Fury was adjusting his tie in the mirror. Seeing Coulson, he smiled. “Still here? Didn’t you clock out?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss, I heard you’re going to a military meeting. Those guys won’t be easy to handle. Should I come with you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fury shook his head. “No. Natasha’s coming with me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I… I know this isn’t professional, but… I still have to ask… I mean… It won’t be anything major, right? Even if they’re targeting mutants and S.H.I.E.L.D. isn’t involved, they can’t force us, can they?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fury walked over, draped an arm around Coulson’s shoulder, and looked at him. “You’re right. As long as S.H.I.E.L.D. holds firm and refuses to participate, no matter how much pressure the military or Congress applies, they can’t force us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coulson had a strange feeling about Fury’s tone. Watching Fury walk out, he scratched his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unaware to him, the man now in the Director’s office was like the sun sinking into a river of information—countless threads of light spiraled from him, signals turning to shimmering streams, bytes becoming ribbons, gradually covering all of New York.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless lights flickered on. All who received the eavesdropping signals gasped in suppressed awe: “Targeting mutants?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mutant extermination plan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...S.H.I.E.L.D. isn’t going to participate???”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fury’s meeting tonight might be about planning against mutants…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That one-eyed bastard seems determined to refuse S.H.I.E.L.D.’s involvement—to face the military and Congress alone. Is he insane? Or is there something else going on?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fury isn’t stupid. He knows the United Nations is watching him, and the Avengers matter too. He’s got plenty of cards left to play—but he just wants to stay out of it…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Targeting mutants is a perfect pretext—easy to stir up conflict between departments. Once you create division, many things become easier…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get ready. Notify our partners. Prepare to enter the field!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Quick, draft a plan—this is a golden opportunity!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alert all teams. Target: Nick Fury and the exact details of his meeting. Down to every single word…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I won’t allow a single word to be missed. Everyone, assemble. The war against mutants is about to begin!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At any cost, obtain the meeting content!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tide of the River of Information never changes with the rising sun or moon. When the wave crashed upon the shore, the whole world heard one name—“Project Red Gate Orchid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Listen—today’s meeting concerns the formulation of a top-secret plan. No one is to reveal you were present…” In a dim conference room, Natasha crossed her arms and addressed all staff. “Top-secret plans cannot leak. You know the consequences if information escapes…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t need me to remind you about secrecy…” In the adjacent office, Ward told the field agents. “You’re all veterans. You’ve worked here long enough—you wouldn’t lack basic security awareness. Today’s meeting involves a top-secret plan. Not a single word must leave this room. Understood?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Project Red Gate Orchid? Aimed at exterminating mutants?” In the Arkham Sanatorium office, Shi Ler held a special phone. “...Do you know the exact plan details?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Their first step is to use space transport facilities to launch a special device—‘The Mother Mold’—into space, establish a floating base near the Sun and Mercury, then load it with ultra-powerful artificial intelligence to iterate and upgrade, developing stronger Sentinel robots to be ready for mutant extermination?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shi Ler leaned his arm on the desk and pressed his forehead against it. “Forget the difficulty of execution—who’s going to carry this out?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Director Fury explicitly opposed it? With strong language? Really? Nick Fury is this angry? My God, he’s so righteous! You even saw his expression? He was truly furious?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really? He said that? Of course, I don’t doubt your technical ability—I know your eavesdropping gear has gone through several generations. You say he was in the car, cursing the military? Then yes, he’s genuinely furious.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood… Hydra lives!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hanging up, Shi Ler frowned, thought for a moment, then picked up the phone again. He altered his voice with gray mist and spoke into it: “Charles Xavier, this is the leader of Hydra, ‘The Doctor.’ I have something to warn you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shi Ler, what are you playing at? Hydra? Leader? Why does your voice sound different? And why did you switch phone numbers? Aren’t you using the old one anymore?” Charles’s confused voice came through the line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shut up and listen,” Shi Ler’s voice was icy. “I don’t know who you mean by Shi Ler. The one speaking to you now is the Chosen Leader of Hydra, the Holy Pope of Yemeng, the Serpent of the World, the head of Hydra—the Doctor…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m telling you: military forces across nations are preparing a top-secret plan. Remember—this plan is top-secret. Hydra is the first organization willing to reveal it to you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Project Red Gate Orchid is, in fact…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten minutes later, Charles hung up. His face darkened. Instantly, every X-Man heard Charles’s voice in their minds:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone, assemble at the school immediately. Something huge is coming…”\u003C\u002Fp>",1595,"2026-06-20T16:39:22.658Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","b44c83566788b297a69c137d00f0c739478779c47488688b7f970f96730a85bb","my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-chapter-863","my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-chapter-861",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-cover.jpg"]