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

Eat well.

Chen Yuan lay on the table, watching Yu Wan clear the dishes.

After she finished tidying up, she stuffed the little tentacles back into her collar.

Then he went out the door.

The streets were not crowded in the early morning, with only a few passersby hurrying by.

She kept her head down, her hood covering most of her face, with only her chin showing.

After walking for about twenty minutes, we arrived at that place.

A small stall that collects secondhand goods.

It was still that same thin old man, with those reading glasses and that dilapidated terminal.

Yu Wan stood in front of the stall, her gaze fixed on one spot.

There was a small tray there with a few pieces of old jewelry on it.

One of them was the silver ring.

Still.

She also breathed a sigh of relief.

Yu Wan took a step closer and pointed to the ring: "Boss, I want to redeem that one."

The old man looked up and glanced at her.

Then he lowered his head again and continued fiddling with the things in his hands.

"Not for sale," he said, his voice hoarse.

Yu Wan was stunned for a moment.

"Not for sale? What do you mean?" Her voice was soft, but her eyes had darkened.

"As we agreed before, the money was deposited here, and I'll use points to redeem it."

The old man didn't look up, but simply said, "Someone bought it."

"I'll pay double the points."

The old man finally raised his head.

He looked at Yu Wan.

Looking into those scarlet eyes, she calmly stared back at him.

He paused for a moment, instinctively...

But there was nothing they could do; someone bought it for a high price, saying that keeping it in the store would be enough.

Seeing his silence, Yu Wan knew who was probably behind it.

At that moment, another voice interrupted from the side.

"Isn't this Chen Yuan's wife?"

Yu Wan turned her head away.

A man emerged from the alleyway beside the road, a smile that made people uncomfortable.

He walked over, stood in front of Yu Wan, and looked down at her.

Then he picked up the ring from the counter, casually tossed it on the ground, and stomped on it.

Then they deliberately ground it up again.

"Come on, pick them up," he said with a smile. "Kneel down and pick them up, and I'll consider selling them to you."

Yu Wan looked down at the ring that had been stepped on by the dirty sole of her shoe.

The silver surface was covered in dust and had a few shallow scratches.

She didn't move or say anything.

There was no anger, humiliation, or tears on his face.

Just watching.

The boss silently turned and went to the back of the house. There was nothing he could do; the league only recognized points.

The man waited a few seconds, and seeing that she didn't react, he pursed his lips in boredom and moved his foot away.

But he didn't stop talking. He had waited so long today because he wanted to get revenge on her.

Do you know how Chen Yuan died?

"Hehehe..." He leaned closer, lowering his voice, "Maybe it was us. He must have suffered a lot when he died, right?"

He was just talking nonsense.

He had no idea how Chen Yuan died, nor did he care.

But that's what he insisted on saying; he was determined to oppose everything Chen Yuan did.

On what grounds?

Why was that engineer so successful when he was alive?

Now that he's successful, he's unhappy and wants to make everyone around Chen Yuan unhappy too.

Yu Wan stood there, stunned.

Those scarlet eyes seemed frozen in place for a moment...

The man saw that moment of emptiness, and he knew he had succeeded.

"Hahaha......."

He laughed loudly, and as he walked past Yu Wan, he deliberately bumped into her shoulder.

Then--

His laughter stopped abruptly.

He felt something on his neck.

Looking down, he saw the tip of a knife protruding from his throat.

.......

A bloody gash appeared, the dagger piercing deep inside.

He didn't even have time to make a sound.

Yu Wan stood to his side, her movements very steady.

Blood gushed from the wound, flowing warmly and staining his collar red.

The man's eyes widened, his mouth agape, as if he wanted to say something, but he could only make a "hoho" sound.

His body swayed, then he fell down.

Yu Wan didn't look at him.

She simply crouched down and picked up the ring from the ground.

I wiped it gently with my sleeve, and the silver surface shone again. Then I carefully put it into my pocket.

Then she stood up, looked down at the corpse on the ground, and the dagger stuck in her neck.

She took out a piece of white cloth, squatted down, and wrapped the dagger in it.

Hold it firmly before pulling it out; this will prevent blood from splattering.

There was still some bleeding, but not much.

Wrap the dagger in cloth and put it away.

Then they dragged the body away.

Step by step, I walked deeper into the alley...

She would personally kill everyone involved in Ah-Yuan's incident back then...

.......

dark place.

The boss watched the whole scene until Yu Wan's figure disappeared into the alley.

madman......

This woman is crazy...

What happened just now? Will that woman come back to him and kill him?

no way.

He took out his communicator, ready to call the league's enforcement team.

But as soon as my hand pressed down, before the connection was established, it was stopped by another hand.

"Hey... give me some face."

The boss turned his head.

A middle-aged man stood to the side, wearing an old combat uniform, with half a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

The boss was stunned for a few seconds.

"Old Zhou?"

Old Zhou nodded and exhaled a puff of smoke.

The shopkeeper looked at him, then at the alleyway, then at his own hand that was being held down.

"No," he said. "She's not that kind of person."

The boss scoffed.

"Not that kind of person? Who was that guy who just slit someone's throat with a single blow?"

"I guarantee she won't lay a hand on you," Old Zhou continued.

The boss put down the communicator.

"Alright then, as long as she doesn't silence me."

He preferred to avoid trouble and didn't want to get involved with the enforcement team.

When those people arrive, the trouble will be even greater.

.......

Old Zhou simply continued to gaze towards the alley, his expression somewhat complicated...

So it was Chen Yuan's wife. No wonder she had such equipment.

He remembered that day outside the city, Yu Wan holding that modified long sniper rifle.

One shot to the head, two shots to blow off half the head of the giant sandworm.

After all, Chen Yuan was indeed wealthy and quite famous when he was alive.

As a Level 6 engineer in the Alliance, I must have accumulated at least tens of thousands of points over the years.

It's normal for some people to be envious.

I just never expected... how could his wife be such a spendthrift?

So many points, and they're all gone...

.......

Old Zhou shook his head, turned around and left.

The shopkeeper watched his figure disappear around the street corner, then glanced in the direction of the alley.

Finally, he retreated behind his stall, pretending nothing had happened...