[{"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-869":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},2323437,4544,"Chapter 869: Brilliant Stars (XI)","my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-chapter-869",869,"\u003Cp>In the dimly lit research base, uniformed researchers left one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dr. Dora pushed open the glass door of her office and said to the last person inside: “Betty, I’m leaving first. Send me the data on Mercury Base’s orbit tomorrow morning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood, Dr. Dora,” the researcher named Betty nodded. “I’ll also give you the data on Mercury Base’s patrol robots that the UN space commissioner delivered yesterday—I’ll hand it all to you tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you for your hard work,” Dora smiled, closed the door, and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she walked down the corridor, she brushed her hair back, shook her head, and felt as if the legendary episode—betraying the Life Foundation, approaching reporter Eddie, and exposing the boss’s conspiracy with him—had happened just yesterday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, Dr. Dora was a researcher in the Oxygen Recycling System team at Mercury Base, primarily focused on human habitability research within the Solar System; in just one year, she had handled three or four Level-One projects, and barring accidents, she would become the base’s lead researcher this year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as she thought of this, her phone rang. Dora picked it up and said: “Hello? Mr. Eddie, what’s wrong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?! Someone wants to steal data about Mercury Base’s orbit?! Why?! What do they need it for?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They want to launch a special device near the Sun? Then launch it—why come to us? … What? They’re not part of the Solar System Development Program? They plan to launch it secretly?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry—our technology and research data are strictly confidential. No one can get the information!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dora’s expression was resolute. “You know my character—I will never allow vile people to destroy humanity’s future. I will defend the security of this data, just as we did in the Life Foundation’s base!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, her expression turned strange. She paused. “... What did you say, Eddie? You… are you drunk? You want us to deliberately leak the data?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, I get it!” Dora’s face lit up. “You want me to alter the data and give them false figures, right? That way, they’ll definitely fail!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?! You want to give them real data?! … What?! There’s more to this?! … Oh, I understand—it’s a top-secret operation, isn’t it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’re causing trouble for no reason! So what if they’re mutants? Several of my colleagues are mutants—I’m no mutant-hater…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jesus, now it makes sense—typical military behavior… Tell me everything. How do I help you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Dora spoke on the phone, she turned the corridor corner and vanished into the base. But the corridor didn’t stay quiet long—soon, another woman’s voice echoed from the end office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No! You’re insane! I’ll never give you the data!!” Betty gritted her teeth. “Ross!! You bastard!! You won’t force me to serve you! … Father?! How dare you even mention that word?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I will never hand over my data to you! Nor will you use me to carry out your evil plan!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Betty slammed down the phone, then let her arms fall helplessly. The phone landed on the desk. She braced herself on the surface, beginning to sob quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the dark office, only her solitary figure was visible. Betty’s shoulders shook continuously until she covered her mouth with her hands, sat on the chair, and buried her face on the desk, weeping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft “buzz” sounded—her phone screen lit up. Through tears, Betty lifted her head, wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, picked up the phone, and saw a message: “Darling, I’ve booked the restaurant. Let’s have dinner tonight?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sender’s name read “Bruce Banner.” Seeing this familiar name, Betty didn’t feel comforted—instead, she burst into fresh sobs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half a minute later, the phone rang again. Betty pressed answer. Bruce’s warm voice came through: “Darling, what’s wrong? Why didn’t you reply to my message?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard a new Belgian restaurant opened in Manhattan—excellent reviews. I went through a lot to get a reservation. What would you like to eat? I can order ahead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Betty swallowed hard, forcing her voice steady. “I’m not feeling well… let’s reschedule…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bruce fell silent. Betty rushed to add: “Darling, I know you want to see me. I know how hard it is to get a reservation at a popular place—but I’ve been swamped with work. You know… Mercury Base…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know, darling,” Bruce’s voice carried gentle strength. “No reservation is more precious than you. Rest well. We’ll talk another day.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hanging up, Betty could no longer hold back her tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, her phone rang again—repeated, insistent “buzzes.” The screen showed multiple messages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Betty Ross! Why did you block my number?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you think this will work?!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m your father!! You’re defying your own father!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aren’t you my daughter?! Why won’t you listen to me?! Your name is Ross!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why don’t you think about humanity’s future?! Don’t you know what I’m doing is for human safety?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the message alerts, Betty went wild. She clawed at her hair, staggered back, crouched on the floor, and screamed in hysterical sobs, waving her arms as if seeing hallucinations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Papers on the desk tumbled to the ground, swirling like chains that bound Betty’s hands, forcing her to collapse onto the floor, curling up and whimpering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Bruce Banner arrived, this was the scene he saw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rushed in, lifted his lover, patted her back to soothe her, but Betty choked as if suffocating—her convulsive sobs triggered violent retching, and she knelt on the floor, vomiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Confused and frantic, Bruce knelt beside her, holding her. “It’s okay, it’s okay, darling—I’m here. Don’t be afraid…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Betty stopped retching, but her body still trembled. Bruce didn’t understand what was happening, but he dared not provoke her further. He pulled out his phone and dialed a number.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About ten minutes later, Shearer appeared at the office door. He walked in and saw Bruce holding his girlfriend, the two clinging together. Shearer widened his eyes. “What happened? Why is Miss Ross suddenly…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bruce turned to Shearer. “I don’t know. When I called her, her tone felt off, so I rushed over—but she wouldn’t stop crying, shaking all over…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the phone screen lit up again. Shearer, standing beside the desk, turned and saw the flood of messages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shearer picked up the phone. Since it was locked, he could only see the messages—but even those told him everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward, placed a hand on Bruce’s shoulder. “Lay Miss Ross down. Holding her like this, she can’t breathe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Shearer pulled out a stethoscope, listened to Betty’s heartbeat, checked her pupils, and said to Bruce: “Now, I’m giving you this phone. But if you read the messages, you’ll likely be furious…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You know your own mental state is unstable. I can’t handle two psychiatric patients at once—especially when one of them has superhuman strength.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bruce took a deep breath. “Since Hulk last vented his rage, his state has stabilized. I’m controlling my emotions. If I lose control, call Professor X—knock me out before I fully unleash.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shearer paused, then handed Bruce the phone. Bruce’s chest heaved like a turbocharger overloading—he was furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The screen was filled with messages from General Ross berating Betty, demanding she hand over certain data.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bruce hurled the phone to the floor—but Betty reached for it. Bruce quickly stopped her. Lying in his arms, she sobbed: “If I don’t reply, he’ll send people after me. He might find my apartment—I’ll be evicted…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shearer looked at Bruce. “Miss Ross’s father’s behavior constitutes psychological abuse. He’s likely been pressuring her for something for some time, using harassment tactics.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Judging by this, Miss Ross may have developed panic disorder. Without treatment, it could become chronic, ruining her life. To resolve this, we must address the root cause.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bruce held Betty tightly, lips pressed thin. “I’ll speak to her father. He can’t abuse his own daughter like this!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No… don’t go, Bruce…” Betty gripped his arm. “He’ll hurt you. He’s always hated you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Betty closed her eyes in despair. “He’s aligned with the Tartu faction—they’re powerful in the military. Many key generals in the Army and Navy are theirs. Bruce, you can’t fight them…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Bruce’s clenched fists, Shearer said: “Calm down, Bruce. We can’t leave Miss Ross on the floor. Take her to the rest room first. Then we’ll return to my sanatorium—she needs rest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No!!” Betty shouted. “I have to watch the data—I can’t let them win! So many people will suffer! I know… cough… I know Ross. I can’t let him win…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Darling!” Bruce raised his voice. “Didn’t you hear the doctor? You have panic disorder. If untreated, it’ll become chronic—ruin your life. You must come with me. Please, listen…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bruce lifted his girlfriend. Shearer opened the door. Before leaving, he glanced at the scattered papers on the floor, shook his head, and pulled out his phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the three left, Dora—who had already departed—returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the dark office, she set down her phone, looked around, pulled out her high-level employee card, swiped it on Betty’s computer, then copied all the data onto a special storage device.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She walked to the chair, picked up the discarded phone, squinted at its screen, snorted coldly, then plugged the storage device into the phone and transferred the data.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the military base’s operations room, General Ross heard his phone buzz.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled it out, saw the flood of data in the reply, and smiled triumphantly.\u003C\u002Fp>",1561,"2026-06-20T16:39:22.658Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","44d5018f9e0610a80840aaba038fe07d86c3a3c6381d3f34b0cfe3bfd80f9b23","my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-chapter-870","my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-chapter-868",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-cover.jpg"]