MTL - Enter the Room - Chapter 112

Behind the calm smile lies a heart riddled with scars.Beneath the weight of fate burns an unyielding gaze.A body trapped in the abyss of despair—if it reaches out, can it grasp the light called hope?A soul locked upon the rack of destiny—if it prays sincerely, can it embrace the future called redemption?

This story tells the life of two people, a noble only in name and an older wife from the army, married through a tentative agreement. In the bone-chilling cold, they spend their time hunting, gutting, and cooking by the fireplace. Their daily life passes peacefully. This is the warm love story recounting their daily lives.

Both parents deceased, Yu Tingwan lived under someone else's roof, toiling from dawn until late night without complaint.Her aunt was harsh and intended to sell her to a lecherous local squire who was past seventy.Yu Tingwan had reached her breaking point!She refused to be servile any longer!Instead of having her marriage manipulated, she would rather take charge herself.On her way back from a failed matchmaking session, she stumbled upon the Wei Family's young master, who was being carried, covered in wounds.Yu Tingwan unexpectedly felt dizzy, and suddenly her eyes were filled with red and inappropriate visions. The sound of gongs and drums filled the air as the Wei Family's young master, dressed in wedding garments, had a gloomy expression and was pushed into the bridal chamber by his mother.Who knew which unlucky girl was marrying him!Yu Tingwan saw the face of the bride who was struggling on the bed.Incredibly… it was her!!!General Wei Zhao was proud and noble, having achieved great military honors. After uncovering a colossal deception that had been plotting against him for more than ten years, he felt utterly absurd and bore a wish to die.In a border battle, he used the Cloud-breaking Spear that had slain enemies to stab himself.But he didn’t die, becoming a member of the remote Wei Family village.Throughout his life, Wei Zhao had only known darkness and despair; he thought he would never see the light.Until someone broke in.She fiercely grabbed his collar, stood on tiptoe, and gave him a peck.“Don't be ungrateful; you should secretly rejoice in marrying me.”

America, 1980. No sooner had Xu Yi transmigrated than he was put on the dissection table; then he gradually came to understand the true nature of this world. “Studying medicine can’t exorcise undead demons; I must become an exorcist!” he resolved silently to himself. On a misty, rain-soaked night. “Miss Evil Spirit over there, the night is cold and damp; be careful not to catch a chill! Come over here and warm yourself by the fire!” Xu Yi said, holding a lighter, as the pale gold flame slowly approached the other. The Evil Spirit shrank back, looking at Xu Yi with fear. “Don’t be afraid, I just want to warm you up...” Xu Yi’s face broke into a warm smile, “by setting you on fire!” Ding dong! Ding dong! “Sign-in at the Land of Fear successful, Resurrection Coin awarded!” “Synthesis pathway requirements met, do you wish to combine the following entries?” Psychic + Scholar + Painter = Psychic Painter! Saintly Offspring + Gunfight Technique + Revolver Mastery = Holy Gunslinger! Undead + Revelation + Holy Nation = God!