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

After buying groceries, Yu Wan didn't go straight home.

She walked toward the Alliance Mission Hall.

A gray building, taller than the surrounding houses, with a huge electronic screen at the entrance displaying various mission information.

"Patrol outside the city, requires combat experience, reward 60 points, meet at 17:00 today."

"Recycling materials from abandoned mines. Teams are welcome. Rewards are calculated per item. You must bring your own weapons."

"Beast Tracking Investigation, Danger Level C, Reward 320 Points, Hunter's License Required"

Yu Wan stood in front of the electronic screen, looking up at the jumping text.

Chen Yuan peeked out from her neckline and also saw the tasks.

Outside the city, in an abandoned mining area, there are strange beasts.

Each of these words signifies danger.

He pressed the tip of his tentacle against her chest.

Yu Wan lowered her head and gently patted him: "A-Yuan, don't worry, I'm just taking a look."

She walked into the mission hall.

There weren't many people in the hall. A few hunters in old combat uniforms leaned against the wall smoking, occasionally casting scrutinizing glances.

A young man in a League uniform was dozing behind a window, while an elderly man with gray hair sat in a corner with an old terminal in front of him.

Yu Wan walked up to the old man.

"I want to take on a mission outside the city."

The old man looked up and glanced at her.

"What about the hunter's certificate?" the old man asked.

"Not...not yet."

"Combat experience?"

"have."

The old man was silent for a few seconds, then slowly spoke: "Girl, do you know what leaving the city means?"

Yu Wan pursed her lips and remained silent.

The old man spoke:

"Outside the city, there are strange beasts, radiation, landslides, and all sorts of things you can't even imagine."

"If you're not a hunter, you'd be lucky if three out of ten people came back."

"I know," Yu Wan said softly.

"You knew that, yet you still went?"

"I need points."

The old man finally looked away and pulled a crumpled form from the drawer.

"Outside the city, supplies are being recycled. No certification is required." He pushed the form over. "Meet at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. No exceptions. If you're late and die... don't blame me."

.......

Yu Wan took the form.

But she still picked up the pen and signed her name on it...

On her way home, Yu Wan walked very slowly.

She carried the groceries in one hand and gently pressed Chen Yuan's hand through her coat with the other, as if to make sure he was still there.

Chen Yuan lay quietly on her chest and didn't make a fuss anymore.

He knew he couldn't stop her.

When he was alive, he could stand in front of her.

Now.....

He looked down at himself.

A small tentacle.

They can't even speak.

However, he still has experience points and hope of leveling up.

Chen Yuan glanced at the numbers on the panel: (89.5/99).

It's only 9.5 points away.

Chen Yuan quietly tightened the suction cup a little, pressing it against her skin... and then took another breath.

[Experience points +3]

Yu Wan gave a soft "Mmm~", paused for a moment, and looked down at him.

Chen Yuan immediately pretended to be dead.

Yu Wan blushed slightly, but didn't say anything and continued walking forward.

.......

I got home and closed the door.

Yu Wan put the vegetables in the refrigerator, then walked to the corner and opened the cabinet that Chen Yuan never allowed her to touch.

There were a few things lying in the cabinet.

A modified sniper rifle, with a slender barrel and a faint scratch on the scope.

Several handguns, well-maintained, with magazines fully loaded.

There was also a small box containing spare bullets and spare parts.

These were all left behind by Chen Yuan before his death.

He never let her touch these things.

But she remembered the order in which each gun was disassembled and the location of each part.

Yu Wan squatted in front of the cabinet and reached out to pick up the long sniper rifle.

It was heavy, heavier than she had imagined.

Her gaze gradually turned cold...

.......

She put the gun down again, turned around, and walked back to the table.

She looked down at Chen Yuan, her eyes returning to that soft, moist look.

"Ah-Yuan, I need to go out tomorrow."

Chen Yuan shifted slightly: I know.

"I might be a little late," she continued. "You stay home and wait for me, okay?"

Chen Yuan shifted again; this was bad.

But Yu Wan didn't understand.

She just smiled and leaned down to kiss him.

[Experience points +0.5]

Current experience points: (93/99)

6 points to go.

Chen Yuan looked at her, silently calculating in his mind.

6 points.

Based on the calculation of 3 points per inhalation, only two inhalations are needed.

But if we calculate based on 0.5 kisses, it would take twelve kisses.

He glanced at the sky outside, then at Yu Wan's tired face.

She's too tired today and needs to rest.

Chen Yuan decided to sneak a few more puffs after she fell asleep that night.

In order to upgrade... cough cough, that's a legitimate reason.

.......

Night fell.

After Yu Wan finished washing up, she changed into her old T-shirt, walked to the table, and picked up Chen Yuan.

She hesitated for a moment, then asked softly, "Ah Yuan... tonight... do you want to... um... sleep in my arms again?"

Her face flushed slightly, but she still slipped him inside her collar.

It's still pressed against my chest, in the same spot as before.

Chen Yuan lay quietly, trying hard to suppress the instinct of the suction cups.

Wait until she falls asleep...

Yu Wan lay on the bed, holding him, and sighed softly.

"Ah-Yuan..." she whispered, "Do you think... I'll be able to come back alive tomorrow?"

Chen Yuan's body stiffened.

He rubbed the tips of his tentacles against her chest, making soft, squelching noises...

Yu Wan felt ticklish from his rubbing and couldn't help but laugh, "Okay, okay, I know... A-Yuan said she can come back."

She remained silent for a while.

"Actually... I'm not afraid of dying." Her voice was very soft.

"If I die, I can see A-Yuan again... The current A-Yuan is still here, but... she's not the same A-Yuan anymore..."

"I know," she continued. "Ah Yuan's consciousness couldn't possibly exist in this little tentacle... It's absurd. I just... I just miss him so much, so I'm pretending you're still here..."

Her eyes reddened.

"But pretending is nice too." She smiled. "At least I can hold him, feed him, and talk to him..."

Chen Yuan lay quietly on her chest.

She's right.

Logically speaking, a low-level tentacle could not possibly contain the complete consciousness of a person...