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

"I...wan..."

Her lips moved, but only she could hear the whisper: "No...don't come...there's...there's..."

In the corridor, Yu Wan slowly turned around.

She glanced at the level-three magical beast charging towards her, her expression remaining unchanged.

On his right hand, the phantom image of tentacles began to appear...

"Bang--!!!"

The head of the level-three magical beast was driven directly into the wall, and the spider web tore open.

Its forepaws struggled frantically in the air, but its head was firmly nailed to the wall, remaining motionless.

A blur of motion appeared, and a hand crushed the monster's throat, piercing through the back of its neck and pinning it firmly to the wall.

The monster's struggles abruptly ceased, its tail drooped limply, twitched twice on the ground, and then remained still.

"The sixteenth one..." Yu Wan said calmly, then cut open the monster's body and took out the magic core.

There is a big difference between level 2 and level 3 monsters.

But Chen Yuan only just realized how vast the difference was between a Level 0 believer and a Level 1 believer...

Seriously, you should have told me you were getting promoted. If you'd known you were this strong, why did you go through all this trouble?

He felt that even a level 4 opponent would be easy to defeat, let alone a level 3 opponent.

On Yu Wan's head, the tips of the tiny tentacles proudly pointed upwards...

Lian Qi was still leaning against the corner of the wall, his breath hitching slightly.

Her vision was beginning to blur, and her consciousness was gradually fading away.

But she saw it clearly... The level three monster that they couldn't defeat even if they fought to the death was easily killed by Yu Wan, as if she were crushing an insect.

Those blood-red eyes swept over her in the darkness, passing over her without lingering, and then Yu Wan turned and walked deeper into the corridor.

Lian Qi stared in the direction where the figure disappeared, his lips twitching as if he wanted to say something, but he said nothing.

The oppressive feeling emanating from those bloodshot eyes... she'll probably never forget it for the rest of her life...

I don't know how much time passed; it could have been a few minutes or a few hours.

Lian Qi's consciousness was intermittent, sometimes waking and sometimes falling into a daze.

When she opened her eyes again, the light from a flashlight shone on the ceiling; it was the medic's flashlight.

Someone was giving her an injection, and she didn't even feel any pain when the needle went into her arm.

People were talking around, some were counting heads, and some were using communicators to contact the convoy outside.

By the time she was able to stand up, it was already the morning of the next day.

Sunlight streamed through the cracks in the collapsed buildings in the third wasteland, turning the ruins into a hazy golden hue.

It's a hope... that they're still alive...

........

The meeting point is at the main entrance of the abandoned area.

Cheng Ming leaned against a broken doorpost, the bloodstains on his face already dried.

He counted the people who came out of the ruins one by one.

Seventeen in total.

Cheng Ming counted the number of people again to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

Yes, seventeen.

Except for the traitor who died, everyone else is still alive.

They must have used up all their luck from hundreds of lifetimes. Although almost everyone was seriously injured, none of them died.

He leaned against the doorpost, looking up at the gray sky, his eyes stinging.

I want to go home and find my mom.

From being poisoned unconscious by an insider to being surrounded and killed by level three magical beasts.

Logically, after they were poisoned, they should have all perished.

But those level-three magical beasts seemed afraid of them.

Several hunters woke up to find themselves lying in a corridor, next to the corpse of a level three magical beast, which had died from having its throat pierced.

Nobody knows who did it.

Some people say that other hunters might have passed by, but this is deep in the ruins, so where would other hunters come from?

Some people say it might be an internal fight between level 3 magical beasts, but the wounds on the dead level 3 magical beast are too precise to be traces of a fight between magical beasts.

Only Lian Qi remained silent throughout.

She sat in the back of the car, her knees bent and her chin resting on them.

He just couldn't help but occasionally glance at Yu Wan.

When Yu Wan noticed the gaze and turned around, she quickly shrank back in fear.

The oppressive feeling emanating from those eyes was exactly the same as what I saw in the corridor.

She had previously gone up to the person with a smile and asked what their name was, but now she felt she must have been out of her mind.

Yu Wan didn't say anything, she just looked away.

It was strange, but she didn't think much of it.

As long as she can get the merit this time, that's all that matters to her; she only cares about A-Yuan...

Cheng Ming turned around from the passenger seat, glanced at the people in the car, and remained silent for a while.

Then he spoke, his voice filled with the weariness and relief of someone who had survived a close call: "Mission complete, we can go home now."

The words "going home" echoed in the carriage. No one cheered, but everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Yu Wan looked down at her collar.

Chen Yuan peeked out from her collar with the tip of his tentacle, nuzzled her chin, and then withdrew it.

She gently pressed her index finger against his body through his clothes, feeling the cool touch of that little tentacle.

"Ah-Yuan, let's go home too..."

.......

It was already afternoon when they returned to the Alliance capital.

The convoy stopped in the plaza outside the central tower, and the wounded were taken away by the medical team.

Cheng Ming jumped out of the car, looking five years older, but he still stood up straight and reported the mission situation to the alliance officials who came to meet him.

Yu Wan didn't listen to what he said.

She only knew one thing: she had won the honor.

Because the staff member wearing glasses came over and handed her a tablet for signing confirmation.

The numbers on the screen were clearly displayed: 240 merit points, double the original 120 points.

It's probably something Cheng Ming wrote in the report; perhaps it's the survivors' credit, or maybe it's compensation for the mission being disrupted.

Lian Xing rushed out of the building. The deputy director of the Alliance Hunters was now crying his eyes out, tears and snot streaming down his face.

He rushed to Lian Qi, grabbed her shoulders with both hands, and looked her up and down several times to make sure she wasn't missing any limbs.

Lian Qi patted his back and whispered, "It's alright, it's alright," "I'm fine," "Really, it's alright."

After comforting his father, Lian Qi raised his head, his gaze passing over Lian Xing's shoulder, through the crowds coming and going in the square, and landing on the figure slowly walking away.

A few strands of long white hair peeked out from under the hood, shimmering softly in the afternoon sunlight.

The figure grew smaller and smaller, more and more blurry, until it turned a street corner and disappeared.

"Tell your father, what happened? Who saved you?"

Lian Xing finally managed to stop her tears.

Lian Qi turned his head and remained silent for a moment.

"I don't know," she said.

Lian Xing frowned: "What do you mean you don't know? You were surrounded by level-three magical beasts, how did you survive without anyone intervening?"

"I don't know, I passed out, and when I woke up the monster was already dead."

Lian Qi spoke these words in a very calm tone, as if he were reciting a pre-rehearsed line.

The alliance is a murky place... She's my benefactor...

......

At that moment, Yu Wan was on her way home.

She gently rubbed her small face against Chen Yuan's body.

The little tentacles were cool and soft, rubbing against me again and again.

"Ah Yuan wants braised pork...and pork rib soup, um...and a fish too."

"Puji puji".

"Then let's add a stir-fried vegetable dish."

"Puji puji (I didn't say vegetables)." The little tentacle shook its head in protest.

He doesn't want to eat vegetables.