[{"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-92":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},2322660,4544,"Chapter 92: Mud and Rotten People (Part 2)","my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-chapter-92",92,"\u003Cp>What kind of person is Stark?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just look at how he’s described in the comics—he’s called “the supergenius cursed by knowledge”; in the comics, his mind holds the eighth cosmic Infinity Stone, the Curse of Knowledge, and he can master all knowledge about black holes in a single day—he’d make Einstein weep and Mendeleev sob.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This caused the events that followed to spiral completely beyond Venom’s expectations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, Stark is an obsessive questioner—he spent six full days digging into Venom’s background.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he learned Venom was an alien lifeform, Stark’s sudden surge of excitement nearly knocked Venom off his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Venom’s birthplace—the symbiote homeworld—to how he drifted across space to Earth, and how he bonded with one host after another, Stark interrogated Venom down to the smallest detail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Out of respect for his long-term food source, Venom did his best to answer Stark’s questions, but the supergenius was like a walking encyclopedia of “why?”—each question spawned countless more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where is the symbiote homeworld? Who created you? What alien species are they? How do they exist there? How far is it from Earth? Can humans ever reach it in their lifetimes? Will you invade Earth? Is your creator an independent intelligent being, or a planetary collective consciousness? Why didn’t your siblings leave the mother? Why did you run away alone? Did you anger your creator? How is it different from the God in human religious stories?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For each of these questions, Stark pursued every possible angle; Venom could answer some, but others were too abstract or creatively bizarre for him to reply to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By symbiote standards, he was still a child—even if he was a prodigy among symbiotes, he couldn’t comprehend the supergenius’s strange, wildly imaginative questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Stark’s curiosity about his origins lessened a little—and for the first time, Venom realized human emotions could be this complex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stark’s hypersensitive mind, saturated with emotion, made Venom feel like he lived inside a vast labyrinth—every time Stark’s mood shifted, the entire maze reset, and just as Venom found the exit, he was kicked straight back to the start.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Stark, as expected of a mind cursed by knowledge, was simply too fast for Venom’s symbiote brain to keep up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whenever Stark began thinking, Venom could only crouch in a corner, overwhelmed by countless symbols he couldn’t understand—basically, drowning in an ocean of knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse still, Stark kept violently resetting the labyrinth while simultaneously flooding it with knowledge like a dam breaking, switching between these two states at speeds Venom couldn’t process—he’d get kicked in the ass by the maze one moment, then washed head over heels by the tide the next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any sentient being with emotions has requirements for its living environment; symbiotes are no exception.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If living inside an ordinary human body is like staying in a matchbox—tight and stuffy, but at least quiet—then living inside Stark’s body is like residing on a dangerous planet teeming with storms and lightning; sure, the space is vast, but life here is far too intense, and Venom never got a single moment of rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Originally, symbiotes shared a unified body and mind with their hosts, constantly sensing their physical and emotional states—that was their unique gift, their foundation for survival. But now, this gift became Venom’s greatest burden: sharing a body with Stark meant enduring a life as perilous as a primal jungle expedition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stark was an unsolvable mystery—his outward behavior was only a fraction of who he was; his inner world, brimming with infinite philosophy and wisdom, was enough to drown any outsider daring to peer inside—including this symbiote.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>fantuantanshu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first emotion Venom learned from Stark was exhaustion—not because Stark was tired, but because being Stark’s symbiote was genuinely exhausting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse still, Stark was currently in a deep, high-pressure slump; unable to relieve this pressure, he had to find something to distract himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a sentient being capable of communicating with him appeared inside his body—an alien with special talents. It was like a pillow dropped right into his lap. Could there be a better experimental subject?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stark treated Venom as his second personality, someone who could share his brain and fully understand him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was perfect!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Previously, when Stark wanted to share his brilliant ideas, he had no good candidates—Peter was too young, too fragile to handle pressure; Shieler was erratic and only knew how to twist lightbulbs; he used to show off new inventions to Obadiah, but Obadiah was gone now. Stark’s overflowing urge to share poured out entirely onto Venom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Stark stayed awake for three straight days, explaining high-energy physics to Venom inside his mind, Venom learned his second emotion: terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this something a symbiote should be learning???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This brilliant scientist desperately wanted to teach all his knowledge to another version of himself—so he could truly debate his own inventions, have a true soulmate who fully understood and experienced everything he was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stark was in a state of profound emptiness, desperate to vent—but he gave zero thought to the symbiote’s limits. He never considered that even with telepathic communication, you can’t expect a child to absorb the essence of human knowledge overnight???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Venom was nearly broken—like a student with zero grasp of math forced to sit through advanced calculus—he learned his third emotion: regret, profound regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Venom didn’t understand, so Stark yelled at him; Venom felt hurt, but Stark thought he had no right to be hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What’s so hard? You can read my memories, right? That’s an open-book exam. You can’t even pass an open-book exam? What kind of slime are you?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a symbiote with top-tier learning ability, learning physics and math isn’t hard—it’s keeping up with Stark’s wild creativity and his philosophical, almost mystical approach to invention that’s impossible. Ninety-nine percent effort isn’t hard; it’s that one percent of inspiration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stark’s leaps of thought were beyond even a symbiote’s comprehension. Venom had long suspected: is Stark even human? How can one human be this complex and incomprehensible?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’d think Stark was just incredibly smart—that’d be bad enough—but his personality was even worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After leaving the hospital and walking down the street, Venom, finally free from being cooped up in Stark’s lab, kept muttering in his mind: “Let’s eat a head. Just one. Bite off their brain—it’ll be delicious…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Has anyone ever told you? Ordinary human brains are like uninspected zombie meat—you can't eat unsafe food.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Venom sent back a confused emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You need healthier eating habits, like mine. Don’t you know? Ordinary human brains barely ever turn—they’re like rotting fish meat with zero preservatives.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Taste! Taste matters! Understand? I will never allow you to devour zombie meat and pollute my genius brain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Forget it. I know your alien kind has never tasted anything good—you’re actually interested in ordinary human brains? A lump of water and protein? There’s not a single brilliant idea in there capable of changing the world like mine. Are you symbiotes just scavengers, living off trash?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Venom sent a violent, furious burst of brainwaves. Stark didn’t notice, continuing to sneer: “Do all aliens have such terrible taste? Or are human brains actually decent in the universe? How stupid must other aliens be? Does the entire universe only have humans with brains?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can’t believe a species that treats ordinary human brains as delicacies must be so resource-starved. Want some cheese balls? Earth specialty. You can take some back to your poor siblings—I’ll pay.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re not poor!” Venom shouted angrily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But you act like some redneck just arrived from the countryside—everything looks like treasure. Didn’t you just eye those chocolate balls in the convenience store? Come on, those snacks cost less than twenty bucks—can you really eat that much? Stop staring. I’d never shop at some low-end convenience store…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? Eat the employees in that office building? What are you thinking? People who can’t even afford rent on a cheap apartment—you want to eat them?? These people wouldn’t even pass the first interview at Stark Industries!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That guy in the Porsche? No way! His hair’s blonde—I bet he dyed it with some flashy chemical dye. That’s disgusting, reeks of chemicals—I’m avoiding him…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Turn your head back. Don’t act like some ignorant fool,” Stark thought. “Don’t embarrass me. I’m the genius scientist, the world’s richest man—not some gawking kid who stares left and right while walking down the street.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he muttered inwardly: “Does your species have no one like me—tall, rich, handsome? I think they’d suit me better. As for you, why not just pick some big jock from the nearby high school football team? You know—the kind of loud, excitable white guy who’d happily buy you cheap chocolate…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Venom shouted: “I’m eating now! I want chocolate! And a head! Right now! Or I’ll drag you into a wall!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not now. Wait a bit. JARVIS? JARVIS? Are you there? Order me some special chocolate from the original producer in Italy…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, use the finest cocoa beans… No! Don’t use mass-production lines! Too dirty! I’ll buy an entire production line myself…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How long? Three weeks? That’s pretty fast.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hurry them up… By the way, use fully automated production—no human hands must touch what I’m going to eat…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Packaging? No no no! That gold foil packaging is so tacky. Send for a designer from Italy—design something prettier. Best if it has the Stark Industries logo, in gold and red. The gold must be real gold—no cheap dyes to fool people…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Venom said: “I’ll starve to death in these three weeks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How fragile are you? Are all symbiotes just stupid gluttons who only think about eating?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No! Let go of me! Don’t go into that convenience store! Shit! Lemon air freshener! Get out! I hate this smell!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stark wobbled like he was fighting himself, crashing straight into the convenience store’s glass door. He gripped the edge tightly and roared: “I’m not going into that hellhole!!!! It’s full of factory-made garbage!! One glance pollutes my brain!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me in!! Let me eat!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No! I won’t go in!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“IN!!!!” Venom roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“NOT IN!!!” Stark roared louder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“INNNNN!!!” Venom was on the verge of collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“NOOOOO!!!” Stark was hysterical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, Stark sat outside the glass door, having won the battle through sheer willpower—or perhaps extreme vanity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Venom was utterly drained. The fourth thing he learned from Stark: never underestimate a rotten person.\u003C\u002Fp>",1719,"2026-06-20T16:39:12.484Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","652a8e695b5aed375fb05676281c0ddcc8cca1734113a4d4696c7ecbba70733d","my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-chapter-93","my-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-chapter-91",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-life-as-a-mental-mentor-in-marvel-cover.jpg"]