The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

Gu Xu stood aside, and a series of pleasant notification sounds rang in his mind at just the right time.

[Ding! Your servant of calamity, the Cursed Bride, has successfully devoured it!]

[Obtain the accompanying calamity artifact: Styx Ghost Carriage (Upgradable/Conceptual Level)]

[Entry 1: Crossing the River Styx—As long as it's within the [Shadow] area, this sedan chair can instantly teleport, ignoring spatial distance. The person inside is immune to all magic. (Note: My lord, from now on, wherever you go, I will go with you.)]

[Entry 2: A Hundred Ghosts Escorting the Bride - During the procession, one hundred and eight [Bride-Escorting Ghosts] can be summoned to accompany and protect the bride. Anyone who blocks the way will be forcibly dragged into the "bride procession" and turned into a ghost under the sedan chair. (Note: Only such a grand display is worthy of the husband's status.)]

Looking at this series of outrageously luxurious attribute panels, Gu Xu couldn't help but click his tongue.

Is this what they call "murder and arson bring wealth"?

Not only did they destroy someone else's territory, but they also stole their prized possession and upgraded it.

Is it just my imagination?

Why do I feel like I'm becoming less and less like a good person?

But soon, Gu Xu abandoned his moral compass.

I let go of my internal strife.

Since neither of my professions are exactly good, it doesn't seem like a big deal if I'm a little unethical.

"that……"

Gu Xu rubbed his nose, looked up at the red-clad figure slowly descending, and asked with a hint of teasing in his voice, "Wife, are you full?"

The ghost bride paused slightly.

She didn't just give a rigid mental response as usual.

Instead, it gently landed in front of Gu Xu.

Those eyes, hidden beneath the red veil, were now gazing lovingly at Gu Xu.

"Thank you... for your hospitality, my husband."

Although the voice still carried a hint of coldness, the awkwardness had completely disappeared.

What's even more outrageous is that the voice is extremely gentle and has a touch of sickly sweetness.

Like... a real newlywed wife.

She was being affectionate with her husband.

Gu Xu was stunned for a moment.

Oh ho?

This evolution not only improved its abilities, but also repaired its intelligence and language modules?

"You're speaking so fluently now?"

Gu Xu leaned closer, somewhat curious, and even boldly reached out to lift the red veil: "And judging from the tone, has something come to mind?"

The ghost bride did not dodge Gu Xu's hand; instead, she lowered her head slightly.

She let Gu Xu's fingers touch the cool, silky satin.

"I remembered...some things."

Her voice was very soft, as if afraid of disturbing the dream: "My name is Song Nanzhi... I was once... a daughter of the Song family. Husband... if you want to see, then look. This veil was originally left for you."

These words were spoken with great twists and turns.

Gu Xu felt his bones melt at the sound of it.

Good heavens, is this still the same vicious female ghost who just tore apart a hundred-foot-tall ghostly soldier and devoured the ghost mother alive?

Isn't this unexpected cuteness a bit too much?

Gu Xu's hand stopped at the edge of the veil, but he ultimately did not lift it.

He grinned, withdrew his hand, and very naturally wrapped his arm around the slender, cold waist of the ghost bride.

He looked like a spoiled brat harassing a respectable woman.

"No rush, no rush. This important matter can wait until we've completely cleaned up this mess and go home to deal with it slowly."

The ghost bride trembled slightly, seemingly embarrassed by being called "wife".

She then obediently leaned against Gu Xu, her eyes, hidden behind the red veil, filled with an almost overflowing affection and possessiveness.

……

At this moment, the surrounding environment has finally undergone earth-shattering changes.

With the destruction of the "Ghost Mother's Bridal Sedan Chair," a black fog shrouded the northern suburbs of Beichuan City, making it difficult for everyone to breathe.

It finally began to collapse on a large scale.

Although the long-awaited sunlight was still somewhat bleak, it eventually pierced through the clouds.

It was scattered across this devastated land.

"The fog has lifted! The black fog has lifted!"

"My God, we survived?"

"This...it worked? Did we succeed?"

In the distance, cheers erupted from within the safe zone.

That wasn't just a simple celebration; it was an outpouring of relief after surviving a catastrophe.

Countless soldiers embraced and wept, and the citizens who had been living in constant fear had tears in their eyes as well.

In this hopeless world, nothing is more exciting than being alive.

Several armored vehicles roared through the blockade.

A cloud of dust rose into the sky.

Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Zhang Daoxuan had already jumped out.

The second-in-command of the Empire's Supreme Command was completely devoid of his usual composure at this moment.

He walked quickly to Gu Xu.

His gaze was so complex, it was as if he were looking at a monkey who had just sprung out of a rock.

Su Qiong, Jiang Shu, and Zhang Xinxin followed closely behind.

"Good lad! You've got real talent!"

Zhang Daoxuan slapped Gu Xu's shoulder hard, with such force that an ordinary person would probably have dislocated their shoulder on the spot: "The influence of the rules of a bizarre calamity! And you just flattened it like that?"

"Young Gu, you've saved the entire Beichuan Province!"

"He performed slightly beyond his usual level, beyond his usual level."

Gu Xu waved his hand modestly, then said calmly, "Let's not be too happy yet, things aren't over yet..."

As he spoke, he pointed to the door not far away.

After all, this is a ghost mother's bridal sedan chair.

He's just a security guard at the gate, at best.

The real "main course" is still inside.

Everyone stared at the portal shrouded in black mist, opening their mouths as if they wanted to say something more encouraging.

Or perhaps give a couple more reminders about precautions.

After all, bizarre and calamity-type secret realms are not so easy to deal with.

Although Gu Xu's performance just now was truly amazing.

But this is a matter of life and death.

However, before the group could even get into the mood, Gu Xu waved his hand dismissively.

"Alright, Mr. Zhang, and all the leaders, I know what you're trying to say!"

"It's like I'm going on a pilgrimage to the West."

Gu Xu put his hands in his pockets and said, "We can talk about these formalities when we get back. I'm in a hurry. I still need to wait for you to promote me to Staff Officer Gu when I get back."

After saying that, he didn't care what expressions the group of people behind him had.

He lifted his leg and stepped into that vortex, as thick as ink.

"This... kid..."

Seeing this, Zhang Daoxuan was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

Ok!

So this kid really is a power-hungry official?

……

A dizzying, weightless sensation washed over me.

However, for Gu Xu at this moment, it felt about the same as taking an elevator a little faster.

When he finally felt his feet firmly planted on the ground, he opened his eyes again.

The surrounding scenery has completely changed.

If the outside is a wasteland setting, then this place is definitely a scene from a Chinese horror movie.

The first thing that entered my nostrils was a nauseating smell.

It wasn't just the stench of a corpse; it was more like a pot of stewed, rotten fish mixed with moldy, decaying wood, plus a bit of the smoky smell of cheap incense.

That one inhalation almost blew Gu Xu's skull open.