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

The last person in Kyle's squad looked back.

He stopped, turned around, and raised his fist.

The external mecha's hydraulic system activated, and it punched towards Yu Wan.

This punch can penetrate a half-meter-thick concrete wall.

Yu Wan raised her right hand to meet the silver-white metal fist.

In an instant, the man's entire arm was crushed.

Red blood kept gushing out from the broken part, flowing down the silvery-white armor plates.

Before the man could even scream, he was slammed hard into the nearby rocky hillside with another punch.

"boom--"

The rocky hill was dented by the impact, and rubble fell down with a clatter.

As for the people, they're beyond saving.

The other four members of Kyle's team were instantly stunned.

They stopped ahead and looked back at the shocking scene.

"Damn it..." one of them said, his voice trembling, "This is the real monster!"

"Boss!" another person shouted.

Kyle stopped too.

He looked at Yu Wan.

Yu Wan's expression was also calm, but her blood-red eyes were slightly raised as she looked at them.

Kyle was sweating profusely as cold sweat streamed down his back.

What kind of monster is this?

"Let's go," he said in a low voice, "we're done with it."

Without hesitation, the other three turned around and prepared to run away.

But one person didn't move—the one who had just shouted "Boss!"

"That's my brother!"

He looked at the person embedded in the crack in the stone, gritted his teeth, turned around and rushed back, intending to attack Yu Wan.

Old Zhou's team was still surrounded by giant scorpions ahead and couldn't see this place.

Since one of them is already dead...

Then everything else... must stay here.

Deep purple tentacles surged out of Yu Wan's arm like a tide, moving so fast that they were almost invisible to the naked eye.

The first tentacle pierced the throat of the first person, the second pierced the throat of the second person, then the third, and the fourth.

All four people stopped moving at the same time, collapsing into pools of blood on the ground, lifeless.

The tentacles retracted, merging back into the black phantom.

Then the phantom faded from Yu Wan's body, finally gathering into her right palm and shrinking back into a cluster of small purple tentacles.

Chen Yuan lay on the back of her hand, the tip of her tentacle twitched slightly, and then drooped limply.

The consumption is really high.

But the tips of his tentacles still managed to twitch.

After all, a man can't function without being erect.

Yu Wan walked to the five corpses, dragged them one by one together, and piled them in a depression at the foot of the rocky hill.

Five corpses were piled together, and the outer mech was still faintly glowing, but the light was getting weaker and weaker.

No one will investigate those who die outside the city.

The league won't investigate, the law enforcement team won't come, and no one will even know they died here.

Because they were hunters, it was perfectly normal for hunters to die outside the city.

Yu Wan glanced at the pile of corpses, then turned and walked towards Old Zhou's team...

......

Old Zhou is still being surrounded and fighting to the death by the giant scorpions.

The rock scorpions swarmed in from all directions, compressing the four of them into a small circle of just a few square meters.

Their bullets hit the outer shell, but only penetrated the surface and became embedded in the shell, failing to cause any vital damage.

"Damn it!" Old Zhou emptied the magazine and, not having time to change it, could only smash it with the butt of his gun.

Another giant scorpion charged from the side, and he had no time to dodge; its pincers were about to strike him.

"boom--"

With a loud bang, a bloody hole appeared in the giant scorpion's head.

The giant scorpion then swayed and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Several more loud bangs followed.

Seven or eight giant scorpions were instantly pierced, their carapaces shattered with holes the size of bowls, from which blood gushed out.

They struggled a few times, then stopped moving.

But at that moment, an even larger scorpion charged up from the side, its pincers raised high, ready to strike down on the injured A-Qing.

Yu Wan appeared in front of A Jing.

She was holding a long knife, which she had just picked up from the ground; it must have belonged to one of Kyle's squad members.

The black phantom that only she could see began to coil around her right hand again.

Yu Wan raised her knife and slashed down.

"Click—"

The giant scorpion's enormous body was cleaved in two, its carapace shattered, and blood splattered everywhere.

Blood rained down, falling onto the sand, and all that remained were Yu Wan's disheveled white hair, her bloodshot eyes, and her cold profile.

A-Qing stood there stunned, and then spoke out instinctively.

"......Mother."

After she finished speaking, she came to her senses.

Her face flushed red, the redness spreading from her cheeks all the way down to her neck.

She quickly lowered her head, pretending to check her wound...

Yu Wan turned and looked in the direction of the stone mountain.

The effects of the lubricant have almost worn off.

The giant scorpions were retreating, surging back like a tide.

They dragged their injured bodies into the cracks of the rocky mountain and crawled into the caves.

The largest one stood at the highest point of the rocky mountain and glanced at Yu Wan.

Those black eyes had no pupils, but Yu Wan could feel them looking at her.

Then it burrowed into the largest cave and disappeared into the darkness.

The other scorpions followed suit and crawled inside.

Soon, the rocky hill returned to calm.

Chen Yuan's shadow receded from her hand, retracting into a small cluster of purple tentacles that lay on her palm, the tips of which drooped limply.

Yu Wan began to tidy up the materials.

The venom sacs of the rock scorpion are materials needed for the mission.

She squatted down and dissected each of the fallen giant scorpions, removing their venom sacs.

One of them is worth 3,000 points, and there are at least a dozen of them here.

She silently calculated the number of ten or so in her mind.

I can spend a lot more time at home with A-Yuan again...

Moreover... perhaps we don't need to take the risk of finding a level 2 magical beast; we can directly buy a core for the advancement path.

Old Zhou and the others also came to their senses.

Ah-Ching came over, wanting to help, but not knowing where to start, so she just stood by and watched.

A-Dao silently began to help tidy up the other materials. Although his technique was clumsy, he was strong and broke the poisonous thorns off in a few quick snaps.

These stingers aren't worth much, but having them is better than not having them.

Old Zhou leaned against the rock, watching them work, and lit a cigarette.

Luckily, I was with Yu Wan, otherwise I would have been dead from the mission I took today.

After Yu Wan finished tidying up the materials, she stood up, picked out the largest poison sac from the pile, and threw it to Lao Zhou.

Old Zhou took it, glanced at it, and didn't stand on ceremony.

Three thousand points, divided among the three of them, is enough to feed them for several months.

He stuffed the poison sac into his bag and stubbed out his cigarette.

"Thanks," he said.

Yu Wan nodded and packed the remaining materials into a sack.

She glanced down at Chen Yuan peeking out from under her collar.

He remained limp and curled up, the tips of his tentacles slightly twitching, as if he were asleep.

She gently touched him with her other hand...