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

Zhang Haifeng's phrase "A-level member treatment" was like a nail, firmly driven into the silence of the third team's office.

Deputy Director Wang's face turned completely dark.

"Zhang Haifeng!" His voice sounded like it was being squeezed out from between his teeth. "What do you mean by this? A newcomer with no known background, no political vetting, no background check, and you're giving him A-level treatment right away? What do you take the rules of the Paranormal Bureau for?!"

"Rules?" Zhang Haifeng turned around, looking directly at Deputy Director Wang, his eyes unwavering. "Deputy Director Wang, this is an era of the supernatural. The greatest rule is survival!"

"What we lack are people who can handle Class B anomalies! Not bookworms clinging to rules and regulations, only to be torn to shreds by the anomalies!"

He pointed to Wang Shao, who was lying paralyzed to the side and still hadn't recovered.

"My men brought back a bizarre, B-grade core material. Your men brought back a pile of piss!"

"You!" Deputy Director Wang was so angry that he was trembling all over, and his hand was shaking as he pointed at Zhang Haifeng.

He never expected that Zhang Haifeng, who had always given him face, would be so ruthless today.

In the office, the other members of the third team all kept their heads down, eyes downcast, not daring to breathe.

This is a battle of gods.

Those little devils, if they get involved, they won't even know how they die.

Only Li Yue quietly raised her head, looking at Zhang Haifeng's sharply defined profile. In her heart, there was no longer fear, but rather a strange emotion.

In this crumbling world, strength, and the courage to use and gather strength, are the only truths.

Deputy Director Wang took a few deep breaths, forcibly suppressing his anger. He knew that arguing with Zhang Haifeng here would only make him lose face.

His gaze swept coldly over Zhang Haifeng, then lingered on Li Yue's face.

"Fine, very well." He nodded, his tone chilling. "Zhang Haifeng, you'd better not regret your decision today. We'll see!"

After saying that, he stopped looking at his nephew and turned to leave.

Startled, Wang Shao forgot about crying and scrambled after them. Before leaving, he glared at Zhang Haifen and Li Yue with a venomous look.

The office door was slammed shut.

The oppressive atmosphere finally eased a little.

"What are you all doing? Nothing better to do?" Zhang Haifeng yelled at the other team members.

The crowd snapped out of their daze and immediately dispersed, pretending to be busy.

Zhang Haifeng walked up to Li Yue, his expression softening somewhat.

"Thank you for your hard work today."

Li Yue shook her head, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say it.

"Go back and get some rest. Don't talk about Lin Che to anyone. I'll handle Deputy Director Wang's situation." Zhang Haifeng's tone left no room for argument.

"Yes, Captain Zhang," Li Yue replied in a low voice.

She knew that from this day forward, she and Wang Shao were from two different worlds.

And she had to cling tightly to Zhang Haifeng, or rather, to the leg of the person Zhang Haifeng valued...

……

The streets of Jiangcheng were shrouded in a hazy fog.

The light from the streetlights turned into blurry halos in the fog.

Lin Che held Su Hongyi's hand and walked slowly.

Su Hongyi held up a red umbrella with her other hand, the umbrella shielding them from the fog above, creating a small, clean area around them.

Her hands were cold and soft.

Lin Che had already gotten used to this temperature.

He opened his other hand, and the black "seed of resentment" lay quietly in his palm.

The blood-red pupils within the bead were still slowly rotating, as if they were alive. A chilling, malevolent aura emanated from it, causing the surrounding mist to swirl around it.

Lin Che could clearly sense the immense negative energy contained within this thing.

If an ordinary person got even a little bit of it, they would probably go crazy that very night.

He turned his head and glanced at Su Hongyi beside him.

She wore a bright red wedding dress, held a bright red oil-paper umbrella, and walked in the gray mist, breathtakingly beautiful, and breathtakingly eerie.

"That ticket seller just now..." Lin Che hesitated before speaking, "She called you 'cousin,' is she really your relative?"

Su Hongyi paused for a moment.

She turned her head, her eyes, so beautiful they seemed unreal, and quietly looked at Lin Che.

"My husband, do you hope it is?"

Her voice was soft, tinged with curiosity, but Lin Che detected a hint of danger in her gentle tone.

This is a question that could cost you your life.

Lin Che's survival instinct kicked in instantly, and he immediately shook his head.

"I don't mean it, I was just asking casually."

Su Hongyi's lips curved upwards in a slight arc.

"It doesn't deserve it."

She spoke calmly, her tone carrying an air of self-righteous indifference befitting someone in a superior position.

"A long time ago, I passed by an ancient battlefield and casually crushed a foolish ghost king. It was probably around that time that it caught a trace of my aura and luckily gained sentience, becoming what it is now."

Lin Che understood.

These are not relatives by blood; they are "ancestors" from the source of power.

No wonder that B-level ticket seller was so afraid of Su Hongyi.

It was an absolute suppression that originated from the very essence of life and was impossible to resist.

Lin Che stopped dwelling on the problem and turned his attention back to the beads in his hand.

"System, how do I use this?" he muttered to himself.

[Ding! The 'Seed of Resentment' is the core of the B-rank rule-based bizarre 'Harvester of Resentment,' containing pure resentment and curse power.]

[Option 1: The host may attempt to absorb this, with a very low probability of gaining the skill 'Curse of Resentment,' but a very high probability of being corrupted by the resentment and suffering a mental breakdown.]

[Option Two: Can be used to forge magical artifacts, but requires a professional artifact craftsman.]

[Option 3: Can be used as top-quality 'food' to feed powerful monsters, effectively enhancing their strength and significantly increasing their favorability.]

Lin Che's gaze swept over the three options presented by the system.

Option one: eliminate it directly. He's not ready to live yet and doesn't want to play this game of probability.

Option two is too complicated. Where is he supposed to find a shaman?

That leaves only... Option 3.

Feeding it to a powerful, eerie creature?

Lin Che looked at the beads in his hand, then at Su Hongyi beside him.

Isn't this already readily available?

Making your wife happy makes you stronger.

Now, isn't the tool to appease your wife right in your own hands?

Lin Che stopped and turned around to face Su Hongyi solemnly.

Su Hongyi also stopped, her eyes under the red umbrella filled with a hint of confusion.

Lin Che handed the black beads in his hand to her.

"Here, take this."

His tone was calm, as if he were giving someone a small gift he had picked up casually.

Su Hongyi's gaze shifted from the ominous-looking bead to Lin Che's face.

She didn't answer immediately.

"For me?" Her voice carried a hint of confirmation.

"Okay." Lin Che nodded. "It's useless to me, so you can have it as a snack."

Treat the bizarre core of the B-grade monster like a snack.

If the paranormal bureau heard this, they would probably be shocked.