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

Chapter 30 Husband, this smells good

Her voice wasn't loud, but in the deathly silent cafeteria, everyone could hear it clearly.

The students who were struggling to put their fingers in their mouths all paused.

They looked at Su Hongyi with the eyes of someone looking at a deity.

The woman spoke again.

Moreover, it's a review of the food here!

Lin Che did not touch his chopsticks.

He didn't even glance at those things.

He simply stood up, picked up his tray, and, under everyone's horrified gaze, walked back to the food window.

He walked up to the cafeteria leader who was the fattest and held the biggest iron ladle.

"Bang."

He placed the plate heavily on the windowsill.

The cafeteria lady stared intently at Lin Che with her cloudy eyes.

A cold, resentful aura emanated from it.

The temperature in the cafeteria has dropped significantly.

Lin Che ignored that aura.

He pointed to the plate with his finger.

"this one?"

His tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of questioning.

The veins on the cafeteria lady's hands, gripping the iron ladle, bulged out.

Lin Che met its gaze and said, word by word, "Bring out your best ingredients."

Lin Che's words were like a drop of water falling into a boiling oil pan.

The entire cafeteria erupted in chaos.

The chilling resentment emanating from the cafeteria lady reached its peak at that moment.

Its murky eyes had completely transformed into bottomless black holes, fixedly staring at Lin Che.

"Sizzle!"

On its arm holding the iron spoon, the fat, white flesh began to twist and swell, and the bluish-black veins bulged out like earthworms, tearing through its sleeve.

The huge iron ladle began to melt at the rim, dripping scalding hot, lava-like liquid.

In the cafeteria, all the students who were struggling to eat stopped what they were doing.

As they watched this scene, their faces showed an even deeper despair than before.

It’s over.

This man completely enraged the "ruler" here.

They all had to be buried with them.

Su Hongyi remained seated. She glanced at the soon-to-be-outraged cafeteria worker before turning her gaze back to Lin Che, her beautiful brows furrowing slightly.

She seemed to be pondering what the "best ingredient" her husband wanted was.

If her husband is not satisfied with the ingredients here, she wouldn't mind dismantling everything used to prepare them.

Just as the cafeteria lady was about to wield that iron spoon capable of melting steel...

Lin Che moved.

He did not retreat, nor did he adopt any defensive posture.

He just stared into the dark eyes of the cafeteria lady, and a series of strange, low syllables came out of his throat.

That is not human language.

The sound carried a strange resonance, as if it came from a deep ancient well, or as if the whispers of countless wronged souls were kneaded together.

[Ghost Language].

This is an ability he developed without a teacher after obtaining the Supreme Ghost Body.

He can understand and speak the language of this strange world.

When the first syllable came out of Lin Che's mouth, the cafeteria lady's raised iron spoon suddenly froze.

For the first time, emotions other than resentment and numbness appeared in its dark eye sockets.

That is—confusion?

Lin Che did not stop.

He continued to "speak" in that strange language, slowly and deliberately.

When he spoke, his expression was calm, even carrying a hint of familiarity like chatting with a friend.

The students around him couldn't understand a word.

All they could see was that, as Lin Che "spoke," the violent aura emanating from that enormous and terrifying cafeteria lady was visibly fading away.

The bulging veins on its arm receded.

The molten iron spoon also solidified again.

Its dark eyes stared intently at Lin Che, the emotions within them shifting from confusion to shock, and then from shock to disbelief.

Lin Che's words, translated into human language, would roughly be something like this: "Big sister, your cooking skills aren't very good."

"Don't you get tired of making these scraps every day? Look at your dark circles, you obviously haven't been getting enough rest, the work pressure is too much."

"How many years have you been working alone in this kitchen? Haven't you ever thought about finding a partner?"

"Let me tell you, I know a male ghost who looks incredibly handsome. He's tall and strong, but a bit dull and doesn't know how to talk. I think he'd be a good match for you."

As Lin Che finished speaking his last sentence.

The entire cafeteria fell into an even more eerie silence than before.

All the students saw that the cafeteria lady, whose enormous body was so big it could block a door, actually—squirmed a little.

Its dark eyes avoided Lin Che's direct gaze and drifted to the side.

An indescribable emotion, a mixture of shyness and joy, emanated from it.

The temperature in the cafeteria seemed to have risen a little.

A boy witnessed this scene.

His brain couldn't process the information.

He forgot the rules.

The cafeteria lady's shifty eyes suddenly swept over.

A chilling killing intent flashed by.

The boy was terrified and swallowed it down hastily.

The cafeteria lady then looked away with satisfaction.

Its gaze returned to Lin Che.

This time, there was no longer any murderous intent in its eyes.

Instead, there is a kind of—the kind of—kindness that a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law?

It put down the iron spoon in its hand, turned around, and began rummaging through the rows of dark iron buckets behind it.

The students held their breath, watching this scene unfold.

They didn't understand what had happened.

But they knew that the man had dealt with the most terrifying person in the cafeteria in a way they couldn't comprehend.

soon.

The cafeteria lady carefully took out a small, black earthenware pot from a seemingly inconspicuous iron bucket in the far corner.

It placed the earthenware pot on the windowsill and pushed it in front of Lin Che.

Then, she looked at him with expectant and ingratiating eyes.

Lin Che looked down.

Inside the earthenware pot, there wasn't anything bloody or mangled.

Instead, it was a pool of clear water, yet it emitted a faint black light.

On the surface of the soup, wisps of black mist were slowly swirling, condensing, and eventually transforming into blurry human faces before dissipating.

A pure, icy energy emanated from the earthenware pot.

Just smelling this aura, Lin Che felt the Supreme Ghost Body within his body emit a yearning hum.

【Supreme Soul Soup】.

This is the essence that can only be refined from countless powerful souls over hundreds of years.

For the supernatural, it is a great tonic.

"Husband, this smells nice." Su Hongyi also leaned closer, her small nostrils twitching.