[{"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-901":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},2323469,4544,"Chapter 901","my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-chapter-901",901,"\u003Cp>In the dim corridor, cold light glowed against metal walls; the overly mechanized architecture offered no warmth, but everyone living here had long grown accustomed to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man in military uniform strode quickly through the corridor; as he passed flickering ceiling lights, shadows pooled beneath his brow, making him look grim and cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held a phone to his ear, speaking angrily: “Yes, someone attacked the safehouse. Many generals died. But until I receive orders to halt the operation, I’m staying here. Hand over the data? Dream on!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The base’s location is top secret. No one except the general who launched the plan can find it. Even if they did, no one could breach its defenses!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The officer smirked. “You think General Manli is as cowardly and stupid as you—someone who can’t even protect his own base? Shall I repeat it? Back then, a single hacker breached your system…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This system has never been connected to the internet. Even the local network used for data transfer has zero permissions. Without General Manli’s authorization, no one can access the system. Defense weapon protocols require the general’s approval…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Give up this idea. For years, the Tartu faction has poured its heart into this place. A single setback won’t make us surrender it. If you’re capable, come and take it yourselves!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hanging up, the officer straightened his uniform, then pushed open the door to a laboratory with a cold expression. He looked at the researchers inside and said: “The experiment proceeds normally. Don’t let me catch anyone slacking.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bespectacled researcher shuffled forward nervously. “General, when can we leave? We have families. You can’t keep us locked up here…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dr. Andrew, I advise you to stop thinking about such things. Working for us is your honor. No one leaves until the research is complete—not even me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The officer sneered. “If you think you can escape, go ahead and try. Without the general’s authorization, no one can open the doors.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he turned and left. After he was gone, Andrew’s previously timid expression hardened. He lowered his gaze to the badge hanging on his chest, then silently returned to his workstation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a younger researcher approached. “Professor, we’ve been locked in here for months. My family must be terrified. When can we…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andrew adjusted his glasses. “Didn’t you hear him? Once the research is done, we leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young researcher gritted his teeth. “They have zero respect for science. Can you develop an orbital strike weapon in a few months? And that other project—some damn star detonation device. What the hell are they trying to do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another female researcher, overhearing, added anxiously: “They probably want to use these weapons to rule the world. This research is evil. I just can’t bear it…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andrew spoke firmly: “Have you forgotten what I taught you? No matter what you do, stay calm. Perhaps a turning point is coming soon…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two students’ worried expressions didn’t fade, but the lab fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minutes later, Andrew walked out with organized files. On his way to the elevator, he suddenly turned down a side corridor to a tool room, where a blind spot in the surveillance cameras lay behind the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pretending to search for tools, he entered the room, removed his badge, and revealed two buttons on his shirt beneath it. One button’s back glowed faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pressed it lightly and whispered: “It’s me. Have your people arrived? I must warn you—this base’s defenses are different. They just upgraded their system.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No blind spots near the entrance. The automated turrets along the corridors are the same. Worse, the entire base has a self-destruct protocol. If intrusion is deemed irrecoverable, underground explosives will detonate and bury the base.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andrew sighed. “I’ve been here months. I found no flaw to obtain the authorization code. I think we may have to abandon this place.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andrew clenched his teeth. “General Manli spent a fortune building this base, used illegal methods to kidnap researchers, and forced us to study near-orbital weapons and star-related technology.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So far, the research has made significant progress. Many precious materials and supplies for the experiments are stacked in the warehouses. It’s a treasure trove—if we could use it…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But among those fools, only he has any brains. The entire base is nearly flawless. The commander here is extremely cautious. I’ve clashed with him several times—found no weakness.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Andrew suddenly heard commotion outside—gunfire. He immediately reattached the button, stepped out of the tool room, and walked toward the sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holding a pistol, Andrew moved along one side of the corridor toward the front. Intense gunfire echoed ahead, but when he reached the intersection, the noise abruptly stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He peered out and saw a military officer lying on the ground, drenched in blood—but still alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The officer coughed violently, spitting blood as he saw Andrew approaching. “Doctor… hurry… to the office… activate the defense protocol… cough… invaders…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He convulsed twice, furious: “How did they open the door? Cough… Without the authorization code, it’s impossible… Doctor! What are you doing?! No!… You kill me, the invaders breach the research zone, the whole base will self-destruct—you’ll die too…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bang!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gunshot rang out—the bullet pierced the officer’s skull. But Andrew’s pistol didn’t fire. He gripped it tightly, staring toward the source of the shot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ward’s face emerged from the shadows. He looked down at the dead officer, expressionless. “Come. Take me to the core. Take control of this base.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned and walked forward. Andrew followed behind. “Ward?? How did you get in?! That new door is made of molten steel—don’t tell me you broke it…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And the defense system is set to trigger immediate fire if anyone forces entry. If they fail to stop it, the whole base explodes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How did you get in?” Ward snorted. “I had the key.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped into the elevator. Andrew reached for his employee card, but Ward input a string of codes directly onto the control panel. The elevator descended smoothly. When it reached the research zone, Andrew stared in shock. “Where did you get these codes?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“According to the dead commander, this base has only one master authorization code—and only one general knows it…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andrew stared at Ward, stunned. “You didn’t… kill that general? Is this the Doctor’s order? But isn’t this too extreme?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly added, sheepishly: “I know—I shouldn’t ask. The Doctor is always strict…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ward walked straight ahead to the central control room, entered another string of codes, then said to Andrew: “All major storage warehouses are unlocked.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Take your students. Upload every transferable research file to the designated database. Valuable materials and hazardous items—I’ll send people later to handle them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But where to?” Andrew glanced around. “Taking one base is easy. But they’ll retaliate. No matter where we move the materials, they’ll try to reclaim them. Stationing large forces to guard them isn’t cost-effective…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ward glanced at him. “Of course we move them to S.H.I.E.L.D. Would they dare raid S.H.I.E.L.D.?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But…” Andrew frowned. “Nick Fury is dead. S.H.I.E.L.D. is in chaos—officially gone. Doesn’t the Doctor still want to hold that ground?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Officially gone doesn’t mean gone.” Ward glanced at the control panel. “That legendary agent might return soon. We should prepare him a few surprises…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He checked his watch. “Enough talk. Move everything to the location I sent you. All of it. Leave not even a pen behind.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Move everything to the designated warehouse!” A female agent stood in the center of another lab, directing everyone. “What’s that? Why isn’t that machine being moved? What? Broken? But it still looks fine! Doesn’t matter—move it anyway. Stack everything in the warehouse.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another researcher stepped forward. “Boss, the warehouse location you gave me—that’s where Nick Fury used to park the space carrier. Where’s the space for all this junk?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The agent glanced at him. “Do you think the higher-ups didn’t consider this? Just move it. Stop asking questions.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The researcher shook his head and got back to work. The agent pulled out her phone. “Ward, you done? Yes, I’ve cleared everything…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The bases near New York State should all be secured. A few remain near Boston—they’ve probably already moved in.” She watched agents hauling out equipment, murmuring:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Honestly, I don’t get the Doctor’s logic. I’m not surprised he got the authorization codes. But why move broken machines and trash? Isn’t that…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, I’m not saying it’s bad. I’m just worried—can the warehouse even hold it all? Even if the space carrier’s been moved, there’s no way it can fit this much junk.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The agent leaned against the door, arms crossed, nodding into the phone. “True. Who cares if we use it? Just bring it back. I agree with that. Even if there’s no room, pile it outside. Better than leaving it for them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced at the lab equipment with disdain. “For years, these generals built so many bases—and produced nothing. Let them keep their junk. Only we can lead humanity to a better future.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hydra lives. The Doctor lives.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1505,"2026-06-20T16:39:22.658Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","cd9309519a5a63a556ca0fd9f5809f4ebc789dc44b9ddafb37e8fcad4409336b","my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-chapter-902","my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-chapter-900",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-cover.jpg"]