Cheoncheon, Guild Master of Cheonrang, the crazed No. 1 ranker of South Korea, and so on. There were many terms to describe Cheon Shinwoo, but few truly knew him.
For instance, the fact that he was unofficially the world’s No. 1 ranker was known to only a handful.
One of those few stood in front of Cheon Shinwoo.
“Hey there. What brings you here this time? You reek of blood. You did shower, right?”
“……You know I’m not here just to chat.”
“Yeah, yeah. Anyway, good job on the recent raid. So, what information are you after this time? You know my info isn’t cheap.”
Cheon Shinwoo frowned at the playful tone, tossing something he held. The recipient checked the contents and smiled contentedly.
“Kh, as expected, top-quality workmanship. The skill to capture monsters alive is impressive.”
“Enough chit-chat, the information.”
A blue aura emanated from Cheon Shinwoo, making the hooded figure fuss.
“Woah, woah! Killing me will leave you with only Silence for information, you know? If you don’t want to go to him, you can’t kill me!”
“…….”
A ranker with the moniker ‘Information Broker,’ known for being noisy and fidgety. This person, who called themselves ‘Night Cat’ for the sole reason that ‘Information Broker’ sounded uncool, snapped their fingers.
Small floating support robots buzzed around. Annoying hobby, but no more so than Cheon Shinwoo’s own. He simply nodded.
“Hmm, hmm. Hmm?”
The gender-ambiguous Information Broker flicked a coin a few times. Cheon Shinwoo watched indifferently.
“This might be better suited for Silence. I’ve received payment already… should I write a referral? I know where they are.”
“……”
Cheon Shinwoo, preferring action to words, electrified the air. The startled Information Broker hugged their robots and backed away.
“Really, you only know violence! So barbaric! Fine, I’ll try my best!”
“……”
The Information Broker, knowing the silence was a form of pressure, grumbled softly.
Information Broker and Silence dealt with ‘information’ but in different ways. While Silence used ‘prophecies’ to foresee future events, Information Broker compiled all existing possibilities and data to pinpoint the most probable outcomes.
The Information Broker, staring into a virtual window, spoke.
“A will to destroy this world… Sin has shown itself for the first time. Definitely a dangerous sign. Considering its main power is still sealed, your chances of handling this alone are about 3%? That’s if you’ve dealt with all the other fragments of doom.”
“That’s not what I asked.”
“It’s important information, listen. I’m not a prophet, so without observed data, there’s nothing I can tell you!”
“Useless.”
Cheon Shinwoo turned to leave without hesitation.
“How can you make such a pride-damaging statement! Wait, wait. What about the second fragment that’s in a dormant gate? I know the place but can’t specify the time yet. It’s too early! I’ll let you know as soon as I find out. Huh? No need to rush. Maybe I should give you hidden piece information? Cheoncheon, I know many other things that could be useful to you…”
“……”
“Not even looking back, you cold-blooded! Hey, hey? Wait, wait. Hold on. This is something you need to know! Right now, your sister, she’s caught up in a gate again?”
Cheon Shinwoo stopped at the noisy call. Right, the second fragment isn’t important now. Nodding in agreement, Information Broker looked satisfied until Shinwoo suddenly grabbed their collar, causing a look of panic.
“……Such a joke isn’t funny, I’ve told you before.”
“Uh, what? This is no joke. Huh? Can you let go of my collar first? I’ll tell you for free…”
“…….”
“Alright, alright. Relax your face. All I know right now is that your sister got caught up in another gate again… It’s like she’s a magnet for S-rank gates, isn’t she?”
The tone of the Information Broker’s voice was light. Still being held by the collar, they chuckled and tilted their head.
“Someone must have tampered with the system. If someone could pull off something like this, it has to be Sin… Anyway, about your sister. She’s about to awaken, isn’t she?”
“Surely, I made it impossible for that to happen…”
“You said you stopped it, but it’s no use. The fact that you’ve kept it at bay this long is almost a miracle. And this gate… it’s an erosive type.”
The force left Cheon Shinwoo’s hand. The Information Broker giggled upon seeing his expression.
“Also, this gate is abnormal. According to observations, it shouldn’t appear here, at this time.”
There was no time for more. Cheon Shinwoo didn’t even ask where the place was and just dashed off.
Watching his departing back, the Information Broker laughed.
“Always in such a hurry.”
Stretching, they began to organize the information to convey to the rushing No. 1 ranker.
An erosive type S-rank gate with the attribute of death. The fact that Cheoncheon’s sister was caught in the worst compatible gate couldn’t be seen as anything but intentional.
“If you’re so worried, you should just tell him everything. You’re only going to get hated at this rate.”
Male lead Asks for a Divorce Every Day
It’s not often you come across a plot like this in the female-dominant genre — make sure to check it out!
This is a novel I’m planning to reread as well.
The male lead is strong, skilled in martial arts, and not the usual fragile type you often see in matriarchal novels.
Meanwhile, the female lead is a scientist—rational and logical. Even when she falls for the male lead, she doesn’t let her emotions cloud her decisions.
If you push through the first few chapters, you’ll gradually find the story really intriguing.
It has a mix of mystery, detective elements, and romance.
The author’s writing style is like crafting a puzzle—except they deliberately leave out a few pieces, making it hard to predict what happens next, yet keeping you hooked.
In the end, everything will come together and be explained.
One-sentence summary: Wife, stop playing with beakers and look at me!
In a laboratory accident, research scientist Zhu Wansheng accidentally travels to a matriarchal world. The original owner of the body is an eighteen-year-old only daughter of a wealthy rouge merchant, already married with a handsome young man.
Zhu Wansheng grins: Nice! She always said she was heaven’s favorite granddaughter. After a life of toil in her previous life, she can enjoy blessings in this one.
However, her joy lasts no more than three seconds as bad news arrives: the original owner’s family is about to go bankrupt, and her husband wants a divorce.
Even worse, she’s stuck with a research system full of restrictions.
Zhu Wansheng: ? Is this the destiny of a research dog?
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Faced with this mess, Zhu Wansheng pours herself a bowl of wine to drown her sorrows. In her drunken haze, her husband arrives.
His figure is imposing, holding a long sword, with a dignified air that captivates Zhu Wansheng.
Gu Yingqing, however, looks at the alcohol-reeking Zhu Wansheng with undisguised disgust and coldly asks, “Divorce or not?” The intoxicated Zhu Wansheng mumbles vaguely, “I think… it’s not… it’s not… impossible!”
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The next day, after sobering up, Zhu Wansheng is full of energy, rolling up her sleeves ready to make a big move. As for yesterday? She has no memory of it.
Zhu Wansheng is ambitious; a research dog fears nothing!
Upgrading rouge, extracting fragrances, producing perfumes, researching lipsticks… all shall bow to the power of modern technology!
The original owner’s dying rouge shop is revitalized. Her mother is pleased and with a wave of her hand, passes on the family business to her. As she takes control and her experimental results gain popularity, it’s the pinnacle of her life…
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But there are always those who can’t stand to see her doing well. Jealousy, scheming, assassination attempts – they want nothing less than her life.
The person who has always kept his distance from her suddenly holds her tightly in his arms, eyes full of concern.
She is unharmed, but he falls into a pool of blood…
Zhu Wansheng feels guilty, “I can grant you one wish.”
Gu Yingqing tentatively circles his arms around her, carefully resting his head in the crook of her neck, pleading softly, “I regret it. Can we not divorce?”
Zhu Wansheng: ? When did I agree to a divorce?
[Small Theater]
The newly developed rouge is beautifully packaged, and Zhu Wansheng is eager to try it.
Gu Yingqing suddenly appears: “My lady, may I apply it for you?”
Cool fingertips lightly brush her lips. His Adam’s apple bobs as he leans in for a light bite.
Zhu Wansheng: ?
Gu Yingqing: It smells so good, I wanted to taste it…
On a warm spring day, Zhu Wansheng tries a new perfume: “Spring Night.” Gu Yingqing corners her against a wall.
Warm breath lingers on her neck.
“My lady, from now on, may I test the fragrances for you?”
[Humorous female scientist vs scheming live-in son-in-law male lead]
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