Am I going to be controlled by the players too?

"Are there any handsome young men interested in this lady?"

Silence fell over the matchmaking booth.

No one raised their hand, no one spoke.

Granny Wang smiled.

"Looks like nobody's around..." she drawled, then changed the subject, "But you're lucky, young lady, because—"

She raised her hand and pointed to the audience.

"I am the dating show with the highest success rate in the country!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she pointed with her finger to a man in the matchmaking area.

It was the man who had been next to Cheng Cheng earlier, in his thirties, dressed in a suit, looking impeccably groomed.

"You're the one," said Granny Wang.

Then--

A transparent, almost invisible red thread grows from the man's body and then rushes towards the stage, with the other end connected to the woman on the stage!

May you have a long and happy marriage.

Granny Wang uttered these four words softly.

The transparent line began to tighten.

The man was thrown from his chair, as if lifted by an invisible hand, tracing an arc in the air before crashing straight into the woman on stage!

"boom!"

The two collided.

Cheng Cheng's eyes widened suddenly.

In the instant of their collision, their bodies began to merge, their skin flowing, intertwining, and entangled like melting wax, tearing and scratching at each other, bones breaking, flesh churning, and the two bodies rapidly—before everyone's eyes—

He turned into a bloody, deformed, two-headed monster!

The audience erupted in applause!

"together together together!"

The audience stood up, waving their hands, their faces beaming with happiness.

Those who were just moments ago looking down at their phones are now all looking up, their eyes glued to the monster on stage, cheering wildly.

"together together together!"

Despite this unsettling situation, all they could see were the purest and most sincere blessings!

Cheng Cheng's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat. He turned his head sharply and looked at Mu Yuan in the front seat.

Mu Yuan also froze, turned around, and the two looked at each other, understanding the meaning in each other's eyes.

That's right.

It's a demonic incident!

On the stage, Granny Wang opened her arms wide and laughed heartily.

Countless transparent red threads surged from her body, dancing in the air like octopus tentacles, dense and overwhelming. The end of each thread was connected to someone in the audience—the viewers, the men and women in the matchmaking section, those who had just been clapping and cheering.

They had transparent red threads wrapped around their necks, wrists, and ankles.

They just can't see it themselves.

"In the name of the 'wedding devil,' let us wish the newlyweds—"

The voice of the wedding demon echoed throughout the venue, as if it were coming from all directions at once:

Happy wedding! May you have a long and happy marriage!

Chapter 36, Marriage, marriage, marriage, marriage, marriage, marriage, marriage, marriage!

Thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

"They're such a perfect match!"

"This couple is a match made in heaven!"

"Look how much they resemble each other as a married couple!"

"This must be true love, a bond of blood!"

"When will I find someone like that?!"

The audience stood up, waving their hands, their faces beaming with happiness.

Cheng Cheng stared at the two-headed fusion monster on the stage, his stomach churning.

The two heads of the fused monster revealed twisted, blissful smiles, while behind them, their bodies—four arms—attacked each other frantically.

The man's arm was gripping the woman's, his nails digging deep into her flesh; the woman's arm pounded against the man's back, her fists thudding with each strike. Blood flowed from the wounds, dripping onto the ground, but because the flesh and blood had fused together, it was all their own blood.

Even after marriage, even if you attack each other behind your back, you must still show a happy smile to the outside world, even if you can no longer tell whose blood you are.

"Can't these spectators see us?" Cheng Cheng said in a low voice to Mu Yuan, who had quietly walked up to him.

“I can’t see it,” Mu Yuan replied. “Ordinary people’s spiritual vision is too low, and with the demon’s deception, they can only see normal scenes—a beautiful bride, a handsome groom, and the two of them standing happily together.”

Cheng Cheng fell silent.

He looked at the cheering audience, at the two-headed monster on stage fighting each other, at the two faces smiling at the audience, and a chill ran down his spine.

"Let's go." Mu Yuan suddenly grabbed Cheng Cheng's wrist and pulled him outwards forcefully.

Cheng Cheng was taken aback: "Aren't you a member of the Primal God Cult? Isn't your goal to fight demons?"

Mu Yuan didn't even turn her head: "I'm not a combatant."

“The demonic gene I fused with comes from a high-ranking demon, ‘Clarity.’ That gene allows me to keep my mind clear, to avoid being misled, and to think faster.” She paused, then lowered her voice to explain, “So, I’m just a scientist; I don’t have their kind of power.”

Cheng Cheng remained silent, and Mu Yuan continued, "Besides, this is a demon close to a high-ranking one; you might not be able to defeat him alone. I've already called for backup; we'll talk about it when they arrive."

"Hard to say."

"what?"

Cheng Cheng looked at the two-headed monster on stage, still fighting amongst themselves; at the demon standing in the center of the stage with a sinister smile; and at the cheering audience, controlled by the red threads—

His current combat power is 1925, which is equivalent to the peak of the early Silver rank. In terms of combat power alone, he is indeed no match for the demon.

But he has many sources of inspiration.

Burning at the stake, puppet, injustice, plane crash—two lower-level fire seeds and two higher-level fire seeds, making it equivalent to four against one when fighting demons. Taking on a lower-level demon one-on-one shouldn't be a problem.

Cheng Cheng suddenly stopped, and Mu Yuan stumbled as he pulled her. She turned around and glared at him: "What are you doing?"

Cheng Cheng opened his mouth, about to say something, when Wang Po's voice rang out again on the stage—

"Let's welcome our next guest!"

Cheng Cheng and Mu Yuan both subconsciously looked towards the stage.

Standing under the spotlight, Granny Wang's smile deepened. She raised her hand and pointed to the side of the stage, where a figure was slowly walking up.

"Oh dear, what is that girl wearing...?"

A female voice rang out, timid and a little shy: "I'm a cosplayer, and today I'm cosplaying Ayaka Kamisato."

The girl on stage was around twenty years old, slender, and fair-skinned. She wore a snow-white cosplay outfit and held a folding fan with snowflakes and plum blossoms painted on it. Her makeup was exquisite, and her expression was spot-on. She was so beautiful that if Cheng Cheng saw her online, he would probably comment "What if?" in the comments section.

Cheng Cheng stared wide-eyed.

"What are you doing?!" Mu Yuan whispered, tugging hard at his sleeve. "Let's go!"

"Wait!" Cheng Cheng shook off her hand. "I'll finish reading this!"

"you--"

Mu Yuan was so angry that she couldn't speak.

On stage, the "Wedding Demon" looked the girl up and down and drawled, "Oh dear, you like cosplay, right? Well then, I'll find you a male guest who also cosplays, okay?"

The girl nodded shyly, her face slightly flushed: "Okay."

The wedding demon raised his hand, his transparent finger tapping in the air and pointing in a certain direction from the audience: "It's you!"

One of the male guests stood up.

In her early twenties, tall and thin, dressed all in black and wearing a wig, she walked shyly to the front of the stage: "Hello, Wang Po, I play the wanderer in 'Ming Chao'."

The marriage demon made a gesture, gently pinching his thumb and middle finger together.

A transparent red thread shot out from the fingertip, drawing an arc in the air, one end connecting to the girl and the other to the wanderer.

Let us wish the newlyweds all the best!

The demon opened its arms, preparing to welcome the birth of the next pair of fused monsters.

Then--

Its vision was filled with a fist burning with flames!

"boom--!!!"

Cheng Cheng's fist slammed hard into the demon's face!

Flames exploded, black sparks flew everywhere, and the demon's head was smashed backward, its body staggering back a few steps before crashing into the stage backdrop.

"Stop!!!"

Cheng Cheng rode on the demon's back, his left fist dealing high damage, his right fist dealing high damage, his fists falling like raindrops, each punch carrying black flames!

"Holy crap, there's a cow!!!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The demon's face was smashed to pieces, blood and flesh flying everywhere, red and white blood flowing all over the ground, as Cheng Cheng continued to punch it.

"For the sake of travelers, please?!"

Cheng Cheng threw another punch.

"I'm going to use my Flame Fist Fang on you!"