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

Chapter 3 seems... a bit dead.

Yu Wan carefully carried Chen Yuan out of the basement.

She kicked aside the machine parts scattered on the ground and wiped the office chair where Chen Yuan had once sat with her sleeve.

Then he gently placed the little tentacles on the table.

There used to be a teacup holder there, but she moved it away to make room for the tentacles.

Chen Yuan lay on the cool wooden tabletop, the suction cups instinctively sticking to the surface, making a soft "pop" sound.

Yu Wan stood in front of the table, looking down at him.

She hesitated for a moment, then spoke softly, as if seeking advice, or perhaps talking to herself:

"Ah-Yuan...are you hungry?"

Chen Yuan shifted slightly, to be honest, a little.

The tentacle form seemed to consume a lot of energy, and he was beginning to feel his body becoming somewhat empty.

Yu Wan did not receive a response.

Or rather, she didn't expect to get a response.

She just needed a reason to speak, something that would allow her to pretend everything was normal.

Just like before, she asked A-Yuan softly... Regardless of all this, it was all just her imagination...

"I...I'll go cook."

She said softly, then turned and walked toward the old refrigerator.

Chen Yuan's gaze followed her.

The refrigerator is still the same old one, a secondhand item he bought from a junkyard three years ago.

Open the refrigerator door, and cold air wafts out, turning on the light.

Half a hard loaf of bread was packed in a plastic bag, the opening of which was tightly sealed.

A carton of milk that is about to expire.

Two eggs.

There was also a small dish of leftover stir-fried vegetables from yesterday.

Yu Wan took out the bread.

Ah-Yuan... likes to eat bread.

She tore off a small piece of bread, about the size of her thumbnail.

He walked back to the table and carefully handed it to the tip of Chen Yuan's tentacle.

Will you eat it...?

She was very nervous.

Chen Yuan touched the bread with the tip of his tentacle.

He tried to attach it with a suction cup.

The bread softens the moment it comes into contact with the tentacles and is then slowly absorbed by the suction cups.

[Energy replenishment +0.006]

[Experience points +0.001]

Chen Yuan: "..."

That's incredibly stingy with experience points!

Yu Wan watched him finish eating, her eyes crinkling slightly...

She seemed genuinely happy.

Ah Yuan ate it...

Sure enough, Ah-Yuan always loved bread the most.

But she knew.

It is known that a tentacle cannot have a memory of "liking to eat bread" and cannot retain human taste preferences.

But she preferred to believe that he ate bread because he liked it.

I believe his clumsy twisting was a "response" rather than an unconscious action of the tentacles.

She believed he was here, occasionally wriggling when she touched him, because "A-Yuan is still here," not because she had gone mad...

Or, let's just say she's gone mad.

She dared not imagine what it would be like to see this last glimmer of hope shattered.

Chen Yuan twisted forcefully, extending the tip of its tentacle towards Yu Wan's fingers and gently rubbing it.

Yu Wan looked down at him, her eyes still red, but the smile on her lips hadn't disappeared.

"Okay," she said, taking a deep breath as if to swallow back all her vulnerability.

"I still have work to do... Ah-Yuan, stay on the table and don't run around."

She turned around and picked up the familiar wrench.

Chen Yuan lay on the table, watching her walk towards the half-disassembled mecha.

He recognized that mech.

The old "Hound" model was a second-hand product that the alliance had phased out and sold to civilian security companies. It had a lot of problems.

He used to take the most orders like this.

It's quick to make money and easy, but it's greasy and a bit dirty.

Yu Wan squatted down next to the mecha, picked up a wrench, and began to dismantle the armor plates.

Her movements weren't very skilled, but she was very earnest.

Chen Yuan watched as she unscrewed each screw and neatly stacked them in the small metal box next to her.

Chen Yuan suddenly realized something.

He had never taught Yu Wan to repair mechs.

Before, she would just sit beside him and watch him work, occasionally helping by handing him a wrench or a screwdriver, then resting her chin on her hand and asking him:

"Ah Yuan, now that this broken part is fixed, will it thank you?"

Chen Yuan simply laughed at the time, saying, "It can't talk anyway."

Yu Wan said earnestly, "Then I'll say it for it... Thank you, A Yuan."

Now she squats here alone, awkwardly trying to replicate what he once did.

Chen Yuan turned around and saw several task sheets piled up in a corner of the worktable.

"Replacement of 2 hound-type hydraulic rods, due by 17:00 today, deduction of 30 points."

"Damaged Energy Core Inspection (High Risk) - Rejected."

.......

Yu Wan also knew that she had already wasted too much time today.

I've been messing around at the underground altar since this morning.

But she hasn't finished her task for today.

Points will be deducted if you don't finish.

Points are money, food, and the rent for this shabby little house.

.......

In the past, Chen Yuan worked incredibly hard to get orders.

He does the work of three people, is highly efficient, has a low return rate, and customers specifically request him.

Naturally, others will be unhappy.

Does your competence make us look useless?

When Chen Yuan was alive, those people didn't dare to do anything to him.

With Chen Yuan dead, they found a scapegoat.

Although they dared not do anything openly, they always ganged up on her behind her back.

Yu Wan also knew that she had offended many people again in order to obtain more resources.

I estimate they'll take action in a few days.

......

Chen Yuan lay on the table, the tips of her tentacles instinctively curling up.

Yu Wan didn't know anything before, and he taught her half of the characters she knew.

Now, she has to face all of this alone.

He wanted to tell her that when he leveled up to become a tentacle monster, he would take her to conquer the world and become invincible.

But he could only make silly, dull sounds like "gurgling, crunching."

Yu Wan turned around and glanced at him.

She seemed to think he was being affectionate and said softly, "Ah Yuan, be good. I'll keep you company after I finish this."

Then he bent down and continued tightening the screws.

Chen Yuan quieted down, lay on the edge of the table, and tried to coil his long tentacles into a circle that wouldn't take up as much space as possible.

The sky outside the door gradually darkened.

The wind that seeped in through the cracks in the window glass got cooler.

Yu got up and grabbed one of Chen Yuan's old coats to put on.

She sat back down next to the mecha and continued tightening the screws.

Chen Yuan's gaze then shifted to the open contract on the table.

Hunter's Alliance Temporary Combatant Employment Agreement...

Hunter...

Is this girl crazy?

With her small frame, she can't even tighten a wrench properly, yet she's a hunter?!

Chen Yuan wriggled on the table, its tentacles scraping against the surface with a soft, squelching sound, trying to get Yu Wan's attention.

Yu Wan heard the noise and looked up at him.

She thought he was bored, and gently comforted him, "Wait a minute, Ah Yuan, it'll be ready soon."