Sure enough, according to Ren’s investigation, the entire village of Ashu was in a state of being covered by strong mana.
The fact that symptoms weren’t visible yet indicated differences in individual mana capacities, or it could be in the early stages of poisoning, or a high probability of an incubation period.
[We couldn’t approach it, but maybe the village water supply is similar.]The treatment for mana poisoning wasn’t complicated.
If the body expelled only the mana, rapid recovery was possible through care and consistent rehabilitation.
However, if the entire village had fallen victim to mana poisoning, extensive management and support from a mana tower were needed.
‘But the mountain village won’t accept help, let alone a mana tower?’
Just like Sharti, Ashu, who was skeptical of the village’s reaction, participated in the plan to take action first.
It wasn’t just a matter for the patients; there was also hope that the survival of the entire village could change.
“First, let me explain, and then we can go through the procedures. I understand that it’s confusing! But both the solution and the cure can be resolved at once. The teacher advised us! We just need to ask for help from the outside. It’s not just about receiving help unilaterally; we can exchange help on equal terms…!”
“Ashu! Did you really collude with an outsider, deceived by the empty words of that quack doctor?”
However, there was no one who listened to Ashu’s words.
“What should we do about this? Laying hands on the food!”
“Daring to mess with the food because of an outsider’s scheming!”
All the village officials shouted furiously in unison.
Their scolding, as they glared at Sharti as if they were going to kill her, felt like sharp blades.
As vulgar insults continued, Sharti unintentionally pulled on Ren’s clothing.
“Ha.”
Ren’s eyebrows, which had been furrowed in pain, twitched throughout.
Ren firmly grasped Sharti’s hand.
He was ready to embrace her and slam the door open as if preparing for the worst.
“Jo Yong .”
When Ashu’s grandfather, who had been quietly sitting in his seat, opened his mouth, the internal commotion subsided in an instant. With a single gesture from the old man with white hair, everyone sat down again.
“Now that I think about it, it seems that a witch suits the teacher better than a doctor.”
“Grandfather!”
“After bringing trouble to the village and not only failing to cure the illness but also deceiving my grandson and causing harm to the village, now you talk.”
A harsh voice was aimed at Sharti, hidden behind Ren.
Ren clenched his fist.
“A witch?”
Ren, unable to endure, tilted his head askew with a skeptical expression. A chilly disdain mixed involuntarily with a touch of coldness.
Turquoise eyes, wavering as if they were waves, scanned the audience.
“What kind of nonsense are these ignorant fools talking about?”
“The ones ignoring the village’s policies and doctors, forcing choices as they please, are you people.”
“Policies? Forcing choices while embracing a crazy policy and dying is not coercion?”
“It’s our village’s affair. Outsiders shouldn’t meddle.”
Despite Ren’s sarcastic and mocking tone, the old man with white hair leaned against the backrest of the chair without a change in his facial expression.
“If there is a problem in this village, it’s something you should bear from the moment you chose this village.”
“Grandfather!”
“That’s fate.”
Ren’s face twisted fiercely.
What nonsense was he talking about out of nowhere?
It was the first time he had encountered such a group of lunatics, and it made his blood boil.
“Rather, using people’s lives as hostages and threatening them is the work of the witch behind you, not us.”
“Do not call my master like that.”
Ren growled with clenched teeth.
With his fist tightened, he emitted an aura as if he would attack right away.
“This is unacceptable!!”
Pushing aside those blocking her way, Ashu rushed forward and shouted.
“More and more people may collapse, and that’s fate? Ignoring a treatable disease, letting all the people in this village suffer and die in agony is fate? Why? Why should we follow such an unfair fate against our will?”
In her rage with veins bulging, Ashu eventually shed tears.
The grandfather in front of her was not the respected grandfather she knew. There were no longer elders guiding the village wisely.
Beyond disappointment, Ashu reached a moment of shock and betrayal, and it was then that she gritted her teeth.
“That’s truly…”
Everyone hesitated at the horrifically fractured voice echoing in the hall.
“A cowardly fate.”
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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