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

The day the mission began.

On the top floor of a gray high-rise building in the Alliance capital city.

Two people were sitting at the table, and a young man in a League uniform was standing opposite them.

He held a file in his hand, flipped through a few pages, his expression somewhat complicated, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"A level one hunter? Or just joined?"

He looked up at the middle-aged man drinking tea behind the table: "Boss, are you sure?"

Wang Cheng put down his teacup and glanced at him.

He wasn't wearing his old combat uniform today; instead, he wore a dark gray suit and sat in the office of a senior councilor of the alliance, appearing more serious than usual.

He reached out and took the file, turned to a page, and pointed at it with his finger.

"Didn't you look at her mission log? It's basically all level two monsters."

Wang Cheng's tone was neither warm nor cold.

The young man still frowned: "Even if she has the skill level of a level three hunter, then..."

"She has ten times more impressive achievements than you."

Wang Cheng closed the file and tossed it aside.

A casual remark shut the young man down completely.

He opened his mouth, then closed it again.

He wanted to say something, but what Wang Cheng said was true, and he really had nothing to refute.

Those battle records are written in black and white; they can't be fabricated by anyone.

Wang Cheng picked up his teacup and took a sip. "Make good relationships with the team members and just let her stay at the very back."

He put down his cup, looked away from the file, and gazed out the window.

The young man wanted to speak again, but held back: "Okay..."

He turned and left.

The door closed, and the room became quiet.

Wang Cheng simply stared silently out the window...

.......

Outside the Alliance's central tower.

The hall was bustling with people, hunters and staff dressed in various uniforms.

Yu Wan sat on a bench in the corner, slowly wiping the sniper rifle.

A staff member from the alliance came over, holding an ID card, and handed it to her.

Yu Wan put down the gun, took it, and glanced at it.

The cover is black, with the Alliance emblem and a line of gold lettering: Top-Tier Hunter.

She flipped through it and saw her photo inside; white hair, red eyes, and a calm expression.

The grade and number are marked below.

Special-grade hunter – Temporary authorization, not an official rank.

But during this mission, that was her identity.

With this certificate, she can do whatever she wants in the league, and no one dares to stop her.

She closed the document and put it in her pocket.

"We're leaving tomorrow," the staff member said before leaving.

Yu Wan didn't look up, but simply hummed softly as the cotton cloth wiped the gun barrel.

She originally thought she would leave today, but if it's tomorrow, then tomorrow it is.

She can leave whenever she wants; with Ah-Yuan around, no task will be too difficult.

Before his first promotion, he was already able to hold off level three monsters; now he may have surpassed level three in strength.

But we should still be cautious.

She could die easily, but Ah Yuan couldn't; she couldn't afford to fail to save him a second time...

......

After wiping the last part, she reassembled the sniper rifle and pulled the bolt.

Then he stood up, slung his gun over his shoulder, and walked out of the hall.

However, there's one thing she needs to think about beforehand.

This mission is just the beginning. The wasteland investigation is a B+ level mission, which rewards merit points.

With merit points, you can exchange them for level 4 magic cores.

But this one achievement alone is certainly not enough.

Therefore, there will be more and more opportunities to deal with the league in the future.

Accept the quest, enter the main city, enter the quest lobby, and even enter the Alliance warehouse.

I have to go through identity verification every time.

She can get through, but A-Yuan can't stay hidden in her collar forever, or use her skills.

We should give A-Yuan an identity.

It wasn't some grand identity, just a simple, legal one that allowed her to openly and legitimately bring him into the Alliance's main city.

The approval process for raising low-level monsters shouldn't be too difficult. Although the Alliance officially prohibits raising monsters, she can register A-Yuan as a harmless low-level tentacle creature.

It looks like a pet, is small, and is not aggressive.

Once approved, she can put him on her head or shoulder.

There's no need to tuck it deeper into your collar every time you pass a checkpoint.

She planned to take care of this matter after she returned from this mission...

.......

When I got home, it was still early.

She placed the sniper rifle on the table, and Chen Yuan peeked at it from the tip of her tentacle through her collar.

This gun has been used for a long time and is quite old. The barrel is badly worn and the bolt is a bit stiff.

Chen Yuan gestured, pointing his tentacle tip at the gun on the table: "Pfft pfft."

He made this sniper rifle, so he's naturally very familiar with it.

After using it for so long, it's time for an upgrade.

Yu Wan glanced at the long sniper rifle on the table, then at Chen Yuan, whose collar was already half-exposed.

"Okay... then Ah-Yuan, be careful. I'll go cook now."

She placed the gun in the work area, stepped back half a step, and gave him her place.

Chen Yuan climbed onto the worktable and landed next to the long sniper rifle.

Roll up the screwdriver, first remove the scope, then unscrew the screws on the barrel cover.

The tentacles are a bit clumsy when they're working, especially when they're rolling up tiny screws. The suction cups aren't big enough, so they have to roll them up several times to keep them steady.

Take your mask and start welding.

Amidst the flying sparks, he separated one tentacle to wrap around the welding torch, while the other tentacle held the barrel.

First, a new layer was welded onto the worn area.

He would occasionally stop, tap the solder joints with the tip of his tentacle to make sure the temperature had dropped enough, and then continue.

This can be changed, and that can also be changed.

Forget it.

Let's increase the diameter first.

The caliber is the most important factor.

However, the magazine also needs to be modified, otherwise it cannot hold the new caliber bullets.

After making several changes, I rolled up the wrench, tightened the last screw, and then put the scope back in.

Chen Yuan took a half step back, looking at the long sniper rifle on the table, its tentacles slightly upturned.

Get it done.

He waved away non-existent sweat.

Yu Wan picked him up and looked down at him.

The dark purple tentacles were covered in dust and had several black marks from welding oil, like a laborer who had just finished a job.

She smiled slightly, turned around to get a small towel, dampened it, and gently wiped him.

He rubbed from the base of the tentacle to its tip, and then back again.

"Alright," Yu Wan said, drying him off and looking down at him. "A-Yuan is going to take a bath."

She carried him toward the bathroom without hesitation.

The door closed, and the sound of water began to run.

Isn't the sound of water in the bathroom normal?

But just as the water in the bathtub reached her waist, Chen Yuan had already grown larger again.

The shower was still running, the sound of the water rushing in and out drowning out some other noises...

Steam filled the air, and a layer of white mist covered the glass, making it impossible to see anything.

Only the sound of water continued, occasionally interspersed with a very soft panting sound, which was quickly drowned out by the water...