[{"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-887":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},2323455,4544,"Chapter 887","my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-chapter-887",887,"\u003Cp>Peter carried a large package, a bright halo resting on his head, following Shi Ler back into the central garden, taking a different path toward another direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the journey, Peter reached up and touched the halo on his head. “This thing is actually physical? What’s it made of? Why does it glow? … Wait, there seem to be flame patterns on it—could this be molten steel…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had barely spoken these words when he felt Shi Ler’s death glare. Peter cleared his throat. “Right, I get it—it’s magic… Ah, no, holy light—holy light. Thank Jesus, uh…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peter held up two fingers in front of his mouth, miming a zipper. Only then did Shi Ler turn his head back. But after a moment, Peter spoke again: “Doctor, where are we going now? I saw a Nordic-style building nearby—can I go in and take a look?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That comes later. Right now, we have work to do, and I need your help.” Shi Ler led Peter around another corner, passing behind the Hall of Heroes, then onward until they saw a waterfall. Following the mountain path beside it upward, halfway up the slope stood another chapel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they climbed the stairs, Peter first spotted a statue of Jesus. Passing it, she glanced at the statue and said: “Why does Jesus’s robe look wrong? Jesus was born in…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Peter, how large was the explosion that killed you?” Shi Ler asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, it wasn’t that big,” Peter recalled. “The criminal hadn’t fully unleashed his power before I knocked him out. The blast radius was maybe a few hundred meters.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Luckily, the direction he was facing was wasteland—only a few houses behind him were affected.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Peter’s tone turned anxious. “Even if the shockwave weakened as it spread, the buildings might not have held up. If one collapsed, people would get crushed—and cleanup afterward would be a nightmare…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickened his pace, reaching Shi Ler’s side. “Doctor, you said you could bring me back—when can I be revived? I want to go home fast. I’m afraid other Spider-Men don’t know the local situation and will cause chaos…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You want to be revived quickly?” Shi Ler asked, feigning ignorance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peter nodded vigorously—only to hear Shi Ler say: “If you want to be revived quickly, stop asking so many questions! Turn your head around and stop staring at that angel statue!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But… but… the pattern on the bottle the angel holds doesn’t match the era quite right… Okay, I get it.” Peter covered his mouth with one hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hall they stood in resembled a medieval church’s preaching hall: milky white and brown tiles bore intricate patterns; small angel statues of various forms lined the walls; Jesus statues and stained glass were, of course, present. The entire building’s style screamed like a megaphone pressed to one’s ear: “This is heaven! This is heaven! This is heaven! This is heaven! This is heaven! This is heaven!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forcing himself to ignore the architectural absurdities, Peter trudged forward, clutching his package. But Shi Ler stopped abruptly before a wall beside the preaching hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peter scanned the wall—nothing seemed unusual. Yet Shi Ler reached out and pressed a single brick. Slowly, the wall split open on either side…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside was an elevator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peter’s eyes widened. He pointed at the elevator, about to speak—but Shi Ler had already stepped inside. Peter followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elevator ascended to the third floor. When they stepped out, Peter found himself in a highly modern office—completely unlike the previous aesthetic, giving him the sensation of having crossed dimensions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The hallway style here… it reminds me of S.H.I.E.L.D. Especially this surveillance equipment. Does heaven need surveillance? Do angels steal things?” Peter wrinkled his face, incredulous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they walked down the corridor, Nick Fury stepped forward. “Peter, long time no see. How’s the S.H.I.E.L.D. directorship treating you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, Director Fury, you’re alive! Wait—this is heaven… you’re alive… you should be alive, right?” Peter stammered. Then he noticed a bigger problem. “Director, how do you know I became S.H.I.E.L.D.’s director? Weren’t you already…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nick coughed twice, giving Shi Ler a glance. Shi Ler shrugged. Nick opened the office door and led Peter inside. “Peter, this is part of our plan. A plan means everything is accounted for…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nick pushed Peter onto the sofa in the office’s reception area. As Nick went to pour water, Peter’s head followed him. “What do you mean, ‘everything is accounted for’? Was your assassination not an accident?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course not,” Nick shook his head. “Guess who pulled the trigger.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Was it the military?” Peter asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nick returned with the water, placed the cup before Peter—and his gaze settled on Shi Ler. Peter followed his eyes, slowly widening them. He pointed repeatedly at Shi Ler. “You mean… Shi Ler the doctor was the one who shot you?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shi Ler sipped his coffee calmly. “Don’t talk nonsense. I didn’t pull the trigger. I merely gave a certain mercenary a little business boost.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peter frowned, but Shi Ler spoke: “Since Peter is here, we can begin our next phase.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you sure about this? The next opponent won’t be easy to handle—and I suspect Tony’s already on guard.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need to doubt. He’s likely guessed part of our plan already. Doesn’t matter—he’ll cooperate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nick sat on the sofa, sipped his water, and said: “So our next target is Stark?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shi Ler shook his head. “No. Let’s first check on Captain America. He should have returned to New York by now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peter didn’t fully grasp their plan but raised an objection. “Shouldn’t the Captain still be in Washington? Last time I called him, he said he was waiting for Nick Fury’s funeral.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Peter noticed both Nick and Shi Ler were staring at him. Shi Ler fixed him with a gaze. “The funeral he’s preparing now won’t be just Nick Fury’s.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peter froze. Memories flashed before his eyes: himself swinging down from a skyscraper, grabbing the nitrile man moments before detonation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thin, not particularly strong young man, without hesitation, raced at full speed into the heart of the explosion. In the instant fire and smoke erupted, he embraced the human bomb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second, a horrific blast tore through. Everyone within hundreds of meters was thrown clear—and Peter flew higher than anyone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to the enhanced physique granted by his spider mutation, he remained intact despite the violent impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the instant the nitrile man’s power unleashed, the energy surge pierced Peter’s chest, leaving a gaping hole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When this image appeared on screen, Captain America Steve’s reaction mirrored everyone else’s in New York: he clapped a hand over his mouth, eyes wide, chest heaving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The New York Oddities crew had come to the rooftop of a building near the chemical plant to film the New Warriors’ fight against criminals. After the New Warriors leapt down, the ordinary humans on the crew couldn’t follow quickly—and that decision saved their lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, they only captured distant shots from the rooftop. Later, as the New Warriors chased the criminals away, the crew didn’t rush after them—just followed slowly in their van. When the nitrile man exploded, they were outside the blast radius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this meant their cameras recorded the entire explosion—though it never aired on New York Oddities. Instead, it appeared on a legal affairs program.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The explosion in southeastern New York shocked the world. Since 9\u002F11, U.S. agencies had been hyper-vigilant about such events. As soon as the footage surfaced, everyone was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The uncontrolled explosion by the criminal should have been the main topic—but what stunned people more was Spider-Man’s death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spider-Man had been New York’s superhero for so long; countless people knew him. And most of them held him in high regard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, the Daily Bugle hadn’t targeted Spider-Man yet. Second, because Peter Parker was conducting experiments, he didn’t appear often—but this only increased public affection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most New Yorkers rated him higher than Iron Man. After all, everyone knew Iron Man was Tony Stark—and Stark’s private life had always drawn criticism.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Spider-Man’s physique revealed he was young. Several TV interviews showed him to be trendy: ordinary background, good grades, loved video games, listened to pop music, and argued with friends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This image won over countless young people, who saw Spider-Man as their own superhero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>New York’s three most famous heroes were Spider-Man, Iron Man, and Captain America. Spider-Man had the most young fans; Iron Man dominated among middle-aged and elite audiences; Captain America had a loyal following of older fans from his era. Each had his own audience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among these three groups, teenagers were the most emotionally volatile and least able to control themselves—and because they were fluent in the online world, they voiced their opinions most loudly online.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Spider-Man’s death, amplified and sensationalized online, sparked a massive uproar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Online tributes poured in. Many young celebrities and athletes spoke out, blaming government failure for letting criminals run rampant and killing a young, vibrant, righteous superhero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among all New York superheroes, Spider-Man had always been the most popular. And in every country, the tradition holds: the dead deserve respect. Previously, some had criticized Spider-Man for his flippant behavior—but once he died, the entire internet praised him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many of his die-hard fans went to the memorial site; others brought flowers to the Raft prison and New York City Hall. More still waged war online, debating who was to blame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most agreed the primary responsibility lay with the criminals themselves, and the prison and government shared some blame. But the main debate centered on whether the New Warriors were responsible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some argued they meant well but lacked experience and skill, causing the accident. But more believed they deliberately provoked it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost everyone believed the New Warriors, in collusion with the TV network, had staged a show: no plan, no competence, recklessly chasing criminals—and dragging Spider-Man into the chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spider-Man sacrificed his life, yet they faced no consequences. Worse, they kept shifting blame online after the incident, and even their own fans attacked Spider-Man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within days, the New Warriors had ignited public fury. In their base, Speedball raised his voice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s this got to do with me?! Spider-Man killed himself!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If he hadn’t interfered, we’d have taken those criminals down already!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Speedball’s phone buzzed. He picked it up, glanced at the screen—and his face flushed crimson. He screamed at the top of his lungs:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These damn, clueless bloggers!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They say we’re frauds putting on a show! That we deliberately murdered Spider-Man! They even say I… say I’m a foul-mouthed thug!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How dare they use those words to describe me… I’ll kill them!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who are you going to kill?” A cold voice came from the doorway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone in the base turned. In the dim corridor light, the first thing they saw was a red-and-blue circular shield.\u003C\u002Fp>",1807,"2026-06-20T16:39:22.658Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","55827ce57d19d10edf5211e81f36f47ac9565ff27bfed0815f0b539e39c21ae6","my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-chapter-888","my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-chapter-886",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-cover.jpg"]