Chapter 60: A Reservation from Iron Man

Sorcerer Supreme in American Comics Yu Yunfei 2438 words 2026-03-04 23:32:18

Why is Mei Mumu wealthy? As a transmigrator, earning money is almost ridiculously easy for her. Making money, the hardest part is the first million. Once you have your first million, the rest is like rolling a snowball. Unlike the original Doctor Strange, who bankrupted himself trying to cure his hands, Mei Mumu is flush with cash.

After selling the luxury watches and other valuables from her house, she was left with about a million dollars, which she promptly invested in stocks. Unfortunately, this world’s stock market is different from the one on her original Earth. If only she could use the same fate-manipulating tricks that created a World of Warcraft private server, then getting a 2016 Dow Jones and Nasdaq index chart would be child’s play.

Mei Mumu put all her money into a single stock: Stark Industries.

In 2015, after the Avengers defeated Ultron, they acquired many rare alien materials for weapon manufacturing. Stark Industries’ research projects made major breakthroughs, and new product sales soared.

In 2016, thanks to the company’s explosive business growth, its share price continually hit new highs. Tony’s net worth shot up to $100 billion.

With New York rebuilding, no company was more favored than Stark Industries, where Iron Man himself resides. Mei knew full well that, following the original timeline, Tony Stark would live comfortably right up until Thanos’ arrival.

By the time Mei Mumu rolled off to Nepal, months later, the cumulative rise of Stark Industries’ stock exceeded 210%.

But that alone wasn’t enough. Mei Mumu obtained the Eye of Agamotto and, once she became the Guardian of the New York Sanctum, committed an utterly mad act—

She posted on a medical forum, officially announcing that her hands were fully healed.

It wasn’t anything too dramatic; just a short video shot with her laptop’s webcam in her room, showing her face and hands as she carved a tiny Peppa Pig figure onto a single kernel of corn.

“I’m healed! Completely healed! I now declare that Stephen M. Strange is accepting appointments for highly challenging neurosurgery. Of course, before my first surgery, I’ll go to the Medical Association to prove my clinical abilities.” Mei Mumu spoke thus to the camera.

In the original story, after his ups and downs, Doctor Strange came to terms with things. He let Christine down and understood that his crippled hands were a punishment from above; since it didn’t affect his spellcasting, he never bothered to treat his persistent hand tremors.

Mei Mumu is different!

She’s shameless, and there’s no way she’d tolerate her hands trembling all the time. She’s not practicing some weird hand technique—what’s the point of vibrating?

The very night she defeated Kaecilius, she used the Eye of Agamotto on herself, rewinding time to heal her hands.

Temporal disruption? Not her concern!

Whether the original Doctor Strange or Mei Mumu in this life, for the sake of her medical reputation, she never accepted surgeries without a 100% guarantee.

Now, as long as she can collect over a million dollars, she’ll take on any super-difficult surgery.

She even set rules that made countless people groan in frustration:

1. Appointment period starts today, and lasts only seven days.
2. Half the payment must be made as a deposit; no other forms of appointment accepted.
3. Surgeries begin in one month, with a maximum of one per week; the more you pay, the sooner your slot. Only twenty appointments available; deposits ranked below twentieth will be fully refunded. Final scheduling will be decided after the seven-day appointment window closes.
4. If the surgery fails, she’ll return double the deposit.

Neural injuries have always been a super challenge in medicine, no matter the world. No one dares take cases lightly. Neurosurgeons are fiercely protective of their reputations; without ninety percent confidence, they won’t operate, lest their overall success rate fall below eighty percent and ruin their name.

Everyone thought Mei Mumu was finished, that a world-class medical titan had vanished. Who would have expected such a turn of events?

Suddenly, the entire neurosurgical community was in an uproar.

In 2016, the United States saw 37,000 deaths from car accidents. The number of people severely injured—amputated, paralyzed, disabled—would at least double that figure.

How many longed for a brilliant surgeon to save them from disability? Like Jonathan Pangborn, who pointed Doctor Strange toward Kamar-Taj; that poor fellow called Strange’s secretary, explained his situation, and was mercilessly rejected.

Countless wealthy people suffered similar neural injuries and needed treatment, but were turned away by the top neurosurgeons.

Mei Mumu returned to the field, asking for nothing but money, regardless of difficulty.

She truly became an oddity in the medical world.

Christine immediately called by video, “Mei, have you lost your mind? Did your last mysterious battle finally end?”

“Uh, it’s halftime right now.”

Christine rolled her eyes. “Why do you need so much money?”

Mei Mumu shrugged. “Making big money is part of the American Dream! Money earned by skill—what’s the problem? I pay my income taxes.”

“You… Aren’t you afraid of ruining your reputation?”

“No worries, I’m absolutely confident!”

“Fine, do as you wish. I hope you know what you’re doing.” Christine really had no idea what Mei Mumu was thinking.

After ending the call, Mei Mumu checked her private studio account and found herself instantly wealthy.

The first appointment on her private studio website came from Tony Stark.

According to her rules, patients could leave messages detailing their medical history and situation.

It was a video from Iron Man himself. Seeing his ever-handsome, aging face, Mei Mumu felt a strange sense of kinship.

“Hey, Dr. Strange, I have a good friend named James Rhodes. He was paralyzed in a recent accident. I tried to reach you before, but your secretary said you’d been in a car crash and could never operate again. This time, I hope you won’t disappoint me. Here’s a ten million deposit—if it’s not enough, ask for more. I just want my friend to recover. I await your reply!”

As expected of Iron Man.

A ten million deposit, just like that.

That’s real wealth!

And why would Iron Man come knocking? It’s easy to understand. James may be a little unfamiliar, but mention his other name and it rings a bell.

He’s the one clad in the same series of armor as Iron Man: War Machine.

In the recent time frame of Captain America: Civil War, he was accidentally hit by Vision’s beam cannon in battle, fell from the sky, and was left paralyzed, half his body disabled.