Bizarre: Forced into an arranged marriage, his wife turns out to be a demon emperor?

Su Hongyi's figure solidified slightly beside him. She nodded gently.

[In my husband's home, he is in charge.] Her thoughts carried a hint of obedience.

Lin Che breathed a sigh of relief. At least she was obedient.

He found a broom and dustpan in the living room and began sweeping up the debris. Su Hongyi stood quietly beside him, holding a red umbrella.

After cleaning, Lin Che went to the bedroom to find a new quilt. The previous quilt had been thoroughly soiled by Chen Huifang and the others.

He spread out the blankets and then went to check on the kitchen. There was very little food left in the kitchen.

"Honey, we need to go buy some things," Lin Che said.

Su Hongyi did not respond, but her figure swayed around him.

Lin Che knew that she needed time to adapt to these "common sense" things about the human world.

He walked to the window and looked outside. The gray fog over Jiangcheng was still thick, but at this moment, he was no longer as anxious as before.

He has a family and a very strong wife.

Although this wife smashed all his appliances and was also quite yandere.

Lin Che took out another spare phone. He found that the signal was not very good.

The Dragon Group members said that the safe zone operates on a rationing system. He needs to go through the formalities and collect his supplies.

He opened the map on his phone and found the location of the district administrative center.

As dusk fell, the gray fog outside the window grew thicker. Lin Che felt hungry. He pulled Su Hongyi's cold hand over.

"Honey, how about we go buy some things first?" he asked.

Su Hongyi's figure appeared and disappeared in front of him.

"My lord, what would you like to eat?" Her thoughts echoed again, tinged with anticipation.

Lin Che thought for a moment and realized he needed some "human touch".

"Let's have hot pot, spicy hot pot," Lin Che said.

Lin Che looked at the empty kitchen. A few cans sat on the table; there wasn't much food left. He remembered talking to Su Hongyi about hot pot, but now it seemed they wouldn't be able to have it.

"Honey, we need to go out for a bit," Lin Che said.

Su Hongyi's figure solidified beside him. This time, she wasn't wearing the red wedding dress. Her hair was jet black, loosely tied back with a red ribbon. She wore a simple red dress, the hem of which reached the ground. Her skin was pale, devoid of any color. She held a red umbrella, standing beside Lin Che.

Lin Che looked at her. This seemed to be the first time Su Hongyi had appeared in such an "ordinary" manner. Her features were exquisite, so beautiful that it was almost unbearable to look directly at her. Even without expression on her face, her aloofness was enough to make ordinary people hesitate to approach.

"Wherever my husband goes, I will go." Su Hongyi's thoughts echoed.

Lin Che nodded. He picked up his spare phone and then took the ID card issued by the Dragon Group.

He needs to go to the district administrative center to complete the formalities and collect the supplies. Since he's going out anyway, he might as well check out the supermarket first.

A gray fog blanketed Jiangcheng. The air was damp and carried a faint smell of decay. Few pedestrians were on the streets. Inside the safe zone, although there wasn't as much of the eeriness as outside, everyone's face bore signs of weariness and vigilance.

Lin Che walked along the road, with Su Hongyi holding a red umbrella beside him.

Lin Che activated his Ghost Eye. He saw gray energy swirling around the buildings lining the street. In some corners, there were low-level, eerie auras. They were like shadows, lurking in the dark.

However, as Lin Che and Su Hongyi passed by, the shadows shrank. They made no sound and made no movement. The eerie energy, as if encountering a natural enemy, quickly retreated.

Lin Che understood. It was the aura emanating from Su Hongyi that kept these low-level monsters away. She didn't deliberately release any pressure; her mere presence was enough to make all the ghosts retreat.

They walked for about twenty minutes and arrived at a large chain supermarket. A long line stretched out at the entrance. The people in the line all carried their identification cards. They pushed forward, their faces showing anxiety.

"Limited purchase! Today, each person is limited to one pound of flour and one bottle of water!" A member of the Dragon Group standing guard at the door shouted. Behind him, a female worker pushed a cart with only a few bags of flour left on it.

At the front of the line, someone voiced a discontented complaint.

"How can you only have this little bit of stuff! Is this what you call supplies?" A burly man with a rough voice said. He had a fleshy face.

"Take it or leave it! If you're not buying, get lost!" the Dragon Group member retorted. His hand tightened around the gun handle at his waist.

Lin Che stood at the end of the line. He looked around. The people here wore their desires on their faces. The scarcity of supplies had everyone on edge.

Su Hongyi stood beside him, as quiet as a painting. Her presence drew glances from those around them. Some men's eyes lit up. Some women cast unfriendly looks.

[Ding! Your wife's heart is racing! She senses the "filth" in the gazes around her.]

Lin Che's heart tightened. He reached out and gently grasped Su Hongyi's icy hand.

"Wife, don't pay attention to them," Lin Che said softly.

Su Hongyi leaned closer. Her thoughts reached out: "Husband, they're making you uncomfortable."

Lin Che knew that Su Hongyi didn't care about what others thought of her. She just felt uncomfortable with those gazes. He felt a warmth in his heart.

The line moved slowly. It took about half an hour before it was Lin Che's turn.

"Identity card." The Dragon Group member looked at Lin Che, then glanced at Su Hongyi beside him.

Lin Che handed over his identity card. The Dragon Group member took the card and swiped it.

"Lin Che, your address has been registered. This is your first time receiving supplies," a member of the Dragon Group said. "The person you're with is..." His gaze lingered on Su Hongyi.

Su Hongyi's face remained expressionless. She shifted slightly, the tip of her red umbrella gently touching the shoes of a member of the Dragon Group.

The Dragon Group member froze. He felt a chill run from his feet to the top of his head. His hand, holding Lin Che's ID card, trembled slightly. He returned the card to Lin Che, his voice stammering, "Go...go in." He didn't ask about Su Hongyi's identity again.

Lin Che took the card and led Su Hongyi into the supermarket.

Inside the supermarket, the shelves were almost empty. There were only some basic supplies, such as compressed biscuits, bottled water, and some vegetables. Meat and snacks were almost nowhere to be seen.

There were only a few people at the checkout counter. Lin Che walked over and pushed a shopping cart. He took several buckets of water, several packs of compressed biscuits, and some vegetables.

Suddenly, a scream came from inside the supermarket.

"Don't move! Hand over all your belongings!"

Lin Che turned his head to look. Several men, holding knives and iron bars, stood at the entrance of the supermarket. Their faces were all fierce. One of the men, who was in charge, had a long scar on his face, making him look ferocious. On his shoulder was an E-level grotesque monster with a rotten face.

The ghost was emaciated, its face covered in festering sores, revealing stark white bones. It opened its mouth and hissed. The surrounding customers screamed in terror; some dropped their merchandise and crouched down, covering their heads.

"Don't move! Anyone who dares to move, I'll have my darling eat them!" the scarred man roared. He pointed at the mangled-faced ghost. The mangled-faced ghost let out a strange laugh.