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

Chapter 29 What's your specialty dish?

Lin Che raised his head and straightened up from the desks next to each other.

He stretched his stiff neck and looked at the half-headed teacher behind him, whose body was still trembling.

"good."

He spoke, his voice languid, as if he had just woken up.

"Press harder! Didn't you eat?"

The teacher's dark eye socket suddenly shrank.

Instead of getting angry, it pounded even harder, precisely controlling the force within a comfortable range.

The other students in the classroom were already numb.

Their worldview was repeatedly crushed, reassembled, and crushed again in just a few minutes.

Some people even began to wonder if they were already dead, and that everything they were seeing was just a hallucination after death.

"Ring ring one"

A piercing electric bell rang out without warning throughout the entire teaching building.

The voice seemed to possess a kind of magic.

The moment the sound rang out, the half-headed teacher who was massaging Lin Che stopped abruptly.

It stiffly turned around to face the blackboard.

On the blood-stained blackboard, the original writing was erased, and new blood-stained words reappeared.

[Rule 2: During lunch break, go to the cafeteria for your meal and do not leave any food uneaten.]

The teacher's empty left eye slowly swept over each student in the classroom.

Its body blocked the classroom doorway, a silent urging.

The students snapped out of their daze.

New rules!

They have to go to the cafeteria!

The mere thought of the word "cafeteria" in the context of this eerie situation drained the last trace of color from everyone's faces.

But no one dared to resist.

They glanced at the terrifying figure at the door, then at the man who was still stretching.

The instinct for survival made them stiffly stand up from their seats, like puppets controlled by invisible threads, and walk one after another towards the classroom door.

When they passed by Lin Che, they all subconsciously kept a large distance away, their eyes filled with complex emotions.

There was fear, there was awe, and there was also a hint of something inexplicable—jealousy?

Lin Che also stood up, patted the wrinkles on his clothes, and said to Su Hongyi beside him, "Let's go see how the food is here."

Su Hongyi nodded obediently, holding the red umbrella, and followed behind him.

The two followed at the back of the group as they walked out of the classroom.

After everyone else had left, Teacher Bantou started walking and followed at the end of the line, like a dutiful proctor.

The corridor was filled with a strong, greasy smell with a sweet, fishy odor.

The smell is coming up from downstairs.

The cafeteria is on the first floor.

The staircase leading to the first floor was dark and long, with dark brown stains on the walls, like grease that had solidified over many years.

With each step the students took, their hearts sank a little lower.

Finally, they arrived at the entrance of the cafeteria.

It was a huge, empty hall, like a cave.

Several long tables were neatly arranged.

At the very front were several dark, empty food serving windows.

Behind each window stood a "person" dressed in white work clothes.

Their bodies were unusually bloated, and their faces were covered with thick masks, revealing only pairs of emotionless, cloudy eyes.

At one of the windows, a particularly plump woman wearing a chef's hat was stirring a huge iron ladle in a bottomless iron bucket.

"Glug, glug."

The viscous liquid churned in the bucket, emitting eerie heat.

The students lined up, their bodies moving forward uncontrollably.

The first student, carrying a stainless steel plate, walked to the window.

The cafeteria lady looked up and glanced at him with her cloudy eyes.

Then, it scooped a large spoonful from the bucket.

"Splash!"

A bunch of indescribable stuff was poured onto the plate.

The student was holding the tray, his body trembling violently.

"vomit----"

The student gagged.

The students behind him also saw what was on the plate, and their stomachs churned.

The cafeteria lady's cloudy eyes instantly turned cold.

It slowly raised the iron spoon in its hand.

The student who was dry heaving suddenly turned pale. His survival instinct made him cover his mouth tightly, forcibly swallowing back the urge to vomit.

He dared not vomit.

The rule is that no food should be left uneaten.

If he vomits, it's like he's "left over" the contents of his stomach.

He carried the plate of "rice," his legs trembling, and walked to a table to sit down, his face as pale as paper.

The team continued to move forward.

One by one, the students received their own "lunch".

Despair permeated the entire cafeteria.

A girl looked at the food on her plate and her mental defenses completely collapsed.

She didn't scream, but tears silently streamed down her face, mingling with snot, and dripped into her plate.

She picked up a finger, closed her eyes, and tremblingly brought it to her lips.

She doesn't want to die.

Just then.

"Ugh—Ugh!"

A suppressed vomiting sound came from the middle of the line.

One of the boys finally couldn't hold it in and vomited all the acid in his stomach onto the ground.

moment.

The entire cafeteria fell silent.

All the cafeteria ladies behind the food serving windows stopped what they were doing, and their cloudy eyes turned in unison to the boy who was vomiting.

The boy also realized what he had done.

His face was filled with endless fear and regret.

"No—I didn't mean to—"

He hadn't finished speaking.

The cafeteria lady closest to him suddenly stretched out her arm in an illogical way!

The students were terrified, but dared not even breathe.

This bloody scene etched the words "no leftovers" into everyone's minds in the most cruel way.

Finally, it was Lin Che's turn in the line.

The cafeteria lady raised her eyelids, glanced at him, and then looked at Su Hongyi, who was holding a red umbrella next to him.

Its movements remained unchanged.

He poured a large spoonful of the sauce onto Lin Che's plate.

In fact, it's even more than what's given to others.

Lin Che carried his tray and sat down at an empty table.

Su Hongyi also sat down next to him.

She glanced at the food on her plate, her beautiful brows furrowing slightly.

"Husband, this doesn't taste good."