About how my wife resurrected me as tentacles after my death.

Back in the basement...

Chen Yuan lay on Yu Wan's chest, only a small tip of her tentacle showing, curiously examining the place.

This is where he was "resurrected".

When he came last time, he was still in a daze after his tentacles had just turned into tentacles and didn't look at them carefully at all.

Things are different now; it now has enhanced tentacles at level 2.

The dim lighting illuminated the outline of the entire basement.

It's not big, about 20 square meters, a little bigger than the small, dilapidated house above.

The walls are rough concrete with several signs of water seepage.

There was a pile of odds and ends in the corner.

Old boxes, rags, rusty iron frames.

But the most eye-catching thing is the altar in the middle, which is piled with things.

There are skulls of various mythical beasts.

Big and small, whole and broken, piled up into a small mountain.

The topmost skull was particularly large, resembling that of some kind of giant beast, with empty eye sockets staring straight at the ceiling.

There was also a pile of blood-stained ritual objects nearby...

As Chen Yuan looked at these things, the tips of his tentacles twitched slightly.

Is this what was used to resurrect him?

These skulls, this blood, these... offerings?

He originally thought that it was normal for a transmigrator to have a system.

The system resurrected him as a tentacle. Although the form was a bit bizarre, at least he was resurrected.

But looking at these things now...

He suddenly felt a little uncertain.

Could it really be some kind of evil god?

Yu Wan had no idea what he was thinking.

She simply walked to the altar with practiced ease and began to tidy up.

First, put those skulls into sacks.

Big ones, small ones, stuff them in one by one.

Some skulls still had bloodstains on them that hadn't been cleaned off, but she didn't care and just grabbed them with her hands and threw them in.

One by one, piece by piece.

.......

After Yu Wan finished arranging the skull, she began to tidy up the ritual objects.

Wrap it in an old cloth and put it in another burlap sack.

Chen Yuan lay on her chest, feeling her heartbeat remain steady...

After packing everything up, a problem arose.

How to handle this...?

Taking it out of the city will definitely get you checked.

Although the alliance's checkpoints are relatively easy, they are not just for show.

These two large sacks of skulls and blood sacrifice artifacts are enough to reveal problems with just a quick sweep.

Yu Wan stood beside the two sacks, frowning as she thought for a while.

Then she sighed and dragged them to the corner.

There was an old cabinet there, made of sheet metal, covered in rust.

She opened the cabinet door and stuffed two burlap sacks inside.

The cabinet isn't big; it'll be full as soon as you stuff it in.

She closed the cabinet door, found another lock, and locked it with a click.

We can only leave it for now... and figure out a solution later...

......

They spent most of the day working on it.

Yu Wan wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Then she walked to the shelf by the wall and took down an ancient book from it.

It's a very old book; the cover is almost falling off, and the paper is yellowed and brittle.

She turned the pages very carefully, one by one, reading slowly...

.......

What does it say on it?

Chen Yuan peeked out from her neckline and tried to get a better look.

"...A corpse sacrificed to...an evil god can be resurrected as...a low-level believer..."

The writing at the end is blurry and illegible.

Low-level believers?

He's just a low-level tentacle now, so what is a high-level believer?

Advanced tentacles? Or something else entirely?

Could he really be some kind of resurrected evil god?

.......

Yu Wan's side.

She finished flipping through the book, frowned, put it down, and then picked up another one to continue flipping through.

Another afternoon has passed.

Chen Yuan lay on her chest, watching her flip through the books one by one.

Sometimes she would stop, stare at a particular page for a long time, then shake her head and continue flipping through the pages.

The light streaming in through the window gradually dimmed...

Finally, she finished reading the last book.

I rubbed my sore eyes.

so tired.

"Is A-Yuan hungry?" she asked softly, glancing down at her chest. "I'll go cook..."

Chen Yuan shook her head twice: "I'm alright, but you must be hungry."

Yu Wan put the ancient books back on the shelf and then locked the cabinet door.

Turn off the lights.

After leaving the basement, lock the outside door.

.......

Back inside, Yu Wan first tied her hair back up.

I spent the whole day rummaging around in the basement, and a few strands of hair are hanging down.

She gathered her fingers together and tied the knot tighter, revealing her fair neck.

Then she tied on an apron and headed to the kitchen.

When she's alone, she's often too lazy to cook.

But not now.

Now that A-Yuan is here, A-Yuan needs to eat.

Although right now, A-Yuan is just a tentacle.

But he is A-Yuan, and she is A-Yuan's wife.

Always.

Yu Wan took the remaining sandworm meat from the refrigerator and placed it on the cutting board.

Pick up the knife, ready to cut the meat.

But her thoughts were a little scattered.

A flash of light.

Yu Wan looked down and saw a cut on her left index finger, from which blood was seeping out.

It quickly gathered into a small drop and dripped onto the cutting board.

I was daydreaming...

She grabbed a few tissues and wiped herself casually.

The blood was still seeping.

She pressed it again and then wiped it off with a tissue.

Just as she was about to continue cutting the meat, she suddenly felt something touching her foot.

Chen Yuan had gotten off the table at some point and was now lying at her feet, gently touching her calf with the tip of his tentacle.

"Ah-Yuan?" She was taken aback. "Why did you come down...?"

Chen Yuan ignored her.

He just stared at the still-bleeding wound on her hand.

blood.

According to the previous theory...

Little saliva was added, and little tears were added as well.

That position... had the most additions.

What about the blood?

Blood must contain the most components of her body, right?

Chen Yuan shifted slightly.

With a soft thud, he climbed onto her ankle.

Climb up to the knees.

Yu Wan looked down at his persistent climbing, feeling both amused and exasperated.

"Ah-Yuan, what are you going to do?"

Chen Yuan finally climbed to her side.

The wound was still there, and blood was slowly seeping out.

He leaned closer, the suction cups opened, and he gently touched it.

[Experience points +19]

Chen Yuan: "!!!"

7 PM!

Nineteen in one go, that's efficiency...

One more bite, can't waste it.

He moved closer again.

But before it could even touch, it was gently removed by a hand.

"Ah-Yuan, you can't... I'm dirty..." she whispered, her voice growing softer and softer.

"These things, blood and stuff, are really dirty..."

She did so many "forbidden" things.

Sacrifice, slaughter.

Dealing with things she never dared to imagine before.

And Ah Yuan was always so clean and gentle...

.......