The Evil God’s Sweet Little Omega Bride

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Sweet little Omega Lin Huan woke up to find he'd transmigrated into a horror novel and become an unlucky guy who didn't survive half a chapter.

He'd become the bride offered to an evil god as a sacrifice, and was killed by a monster on the very day he was sent to a grand courtyard of carved beams, embroidered doors, and green-tiled eaves.

Lin Huan found himself dressed in a red wedding robe, sitting on a canopy bed, as black evil spirits crept through the door like a tide. "..."

He trembled with fear.

With no other choice, the sweet little Omega released his pheromones, hoping to summon a powerful Alpha.

To his surprise, he really did summon a handsome, cool and noble-looking powerhouse of an Alpha.

The Alpha waved a hand, and the evil spirits vanished into dust.

The sweet little Omega: "!!!"

He let out an excited scream. "Honey, you're my husband now."

The evil god, who had only wondered why the man smelled so good: "???"

Stay away from me!

This world was overrun with monsters and strange horrors, making life difficult for ordinary people. To survive, the sweet little Omega pulled out every trick in his book to win over the powerful Alpha.

"Honey, honey, I made these pastries. Try one. Are they good?"

"Honey, honey, these are flowers I arranged today. They're for you."

"Honey, honey, I made you some clothes. Try them on and see if they fit."

"Honey, honey, I drew your portrait. Don't I make you look handsome?"

The evil god scoffed. "You're a weakling with no redeeming qualities. Do you think this will win me over?"

Hmm, the pastries are delicious, the flowers smell lovely, the clothes are beautiful, and the portrait looks just like me.

Perhaps he isn't completely useless. I might as well protect him.

Later, the protagonist group joined forces and stormed the grand courtyard, clearing out every evil spirit inside.

The sweet little Omega cheered. "That was so cool! I can't win over the powerhouse Alpha, so I'm switching husbands."

The evil god: "???"

"Get back here!"

The evil god trapped the sweet little Omega. "You're my bride. Don't call anyone else your husband!"

Cover material used with permission: Zhong Qing (CG), Ranran Qi (lettering)

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When Jiu Yu woke up, his ancestral royal tomb belonged to the country;

The burial treasures belonged to the country;

The coffin that had sheltered him belonged to the country;

If Jiu Yu hadn't woken up in time, he would have belonged to the country too, on display in a museum.

After Jiu Yu handed over the royal tomb's treasures to the country for free, the country compensated him with a house and a job.

Thinking back to the years when he'd been a leader, Jiu Yu turned down the job.

Modern men retired at sixty. He was nearly six thousand years old. Surely he could retire and enjoy his old age?

Who knew that when a couple argued, he stopped to watch, the wife died, and he was taken to the police station as a suspect.

Then a real and a fake heiress and their fiance were caught in a room together. He poked his head in to watch, the fiance died, and he was taken to the police station as a suspect again.

Then he watched a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law discuss marrying their daughter off to a living corpse. The daughter-in-law died, and he was once more taken to the police station as a suspect.

To find the person responsible for getting him hauled in, Jiu Yu had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and investigate.

After a few cases, Jiu Yu suddenly realized what was going on.

He was doing special security work without getting paid. They were taking advantage of him!

So that's how they wanted to play it?

Jiu Yu promptly accepted a job with the government, planning to be like the other employees nearing retirement: drink tea and handle a few minor tasks.

Who knew he'd be assigned to cases all the time because he was too capable?

Damn it, why is it so hard to retire in peace?

Everyone, stand back. I'm about to unleash my ultimate move.

Theme: Even when trapped in the mire, keep striving toward the light.