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

He only had about twenty minutes to mimic the situation, and he still had a few minutes left to deal with other unexpected situations.

Xiao Yuwan is... about to lose consciousness.

Her head rested on Chen Yuan's shoulder.

His lips were slightly parted, and his breath was shallow and rapid.

So comfortable...

She still prefers Ah Yuan the way she is.

It wasn't tentacles that were entwining her, but his hands that were holding her waist, his palms warm.

Very gentle...

It reminded her of every morning long ago.

It is desire, but even more so, it is emotion.

Desire may fade, but affection will not.

Her eyes were already glazed over, with a thin layer of mist covering them.

Chen Yuan brushed aside the stray hairs on her forehead that were damp with sweat.

The countdown timer on the panel is almost up.

His body shrank in her arms, reforming into that small, deep purple tentacle.

The tentacle tip landed on her collarbone, drooping limply.

At times like this, Chen Yuan felt like an utterly incompetent husband.

Can't you even satisfy your wife...?

However, the system has deleted that description; now he is a "capable tentacle user".

He glanced down at Yu Wan, who was still panting.

She hadn't recovered yet; her cheeks were flushed, and her chest was rising and falling gently.

Sigh, he's about to turn into a tentacle monster and forcibly take Chen Yuan's wife.

Ahem... Chen Yuan, you wouldn't want your wife to be unsatisfied, would you?

Then.....

hehehehe...

.......

Small tentacles slid out from between her fingers, and her body swelled up, growing from the thickness of a wrist to the thickness of an arm.

One tentacle went around her waist, and the other went under her knees.

They lifted her off the bed and enveloped her in a soft mass of tentacles.

It took Yu Wan a while to come to her senses.

"Ah-Yuan, please don't stop..."

She blinked, her gaze gradually returning to focus from its hazy state, and then looked down.

She was supported by dark purple tentacles, not human arms.

It's changed back to normal.

She reached out and touched the side of the tentacle; it was cool, completely different from the warm hand that had been holding her waist earlier.

Half an hour... has it gone by that quickly?

There was an unconcealable sense of loss in his tone, but even more so, a deep reluctance...

Chen Yuan looked at Xiao Yuwan, who had completely fallen into depravity.

There's no other way but to pass the buck and reward Xiaoyu Wan.

Even tiny tentacles have senses, and their sensitivity is sufficient.

But it's still not as good as the feeling of truly being a human being.

Therefore, using the tentacle form can only be considered a reward for Xiao Yuwan, not a reward for himself.

Sigh, it brings back memories of my glorious past.

Remembering the Battle of Xuanguan.

......

Chen Yuan skillfully began the relay process.

A dozen tentacles intertwined, trapping her body inside.

Everywhere...

Everything fits perfectly.

Yu Wan buried her face in his tentacle body.

......

By the time the wicked Yu Wan finished receiving her reward, it was almost noon...

After receiving his daily experience points, Chen Yuan watched the numbers on the panel jump a few times before settling down.

His entire tentacle went completely limp and lay on top of Yu Wan's head.

But Yu Wan was not tired at all; in fact, she was even more awake than in the morning.

She took a shower and changed into a clean short-sleeved shirt.

He lifted Chen Yuan off the pillow and placed her on his head, then went into the kitchen.

My legs are still trembling a little.

With every step... the inside of my skin would gently brush against it, a tingling, numb sensation...

She stood in front of the stove and placed the clay pot on it.

Open the medicine packet, pour in the herbs, add water, and turn on the heat.

Ah-Yuan has been working so hard these past few days, she needs to take good care of herself.

The small tentacles above her head caught that familiar bitter smell, and the tips of the tentacles twitched instinctively.

But he did not protest.

Okay, it's a supplement now, not bad, not bad.

The communicator rang just as the herbal soup was ready.

Yu Wan stirred the casserole with a spoon in one hand and glanced at the communicator with the other.

It was a message from the Alliance, very brief, just one line: "[Special Grade Hunter Yu Wan, please proceed to the meeting room in Zone B of the Central Tower this afternoon.]"

They didn't say what it was, just told her to go there in the afternoon.

She stared at the line of text on the screen for a few seconds, then put the communicator on the counter and continued stirring the medicine.

What could it be?

Is it a follow-up mission to the Expedition City, or another investigation of the ruins... or some other emergency that requires the intervention of a top-tier hunter?

Whatever it is, the fact that the Alliance can send a message directly instead of relaying it through Lianqi indicates that the mission is of a high level.

Chen Yuan extended her small tentacles and looked at the words on the communicator.

It's probably another mission to the Expeditionary City.

The alliance is using people to the point of exhaustion, even though they've just returned 300 merit points as a reward.

Now they immediately assign the next task, their efficiency is so high it's as if it was prepared in advance.

However, the current situation in the league is indeed quite unique.

Yu Wan was also thinking about this.

I've had a long rest these past few days.

Moreover, she would have to go to the expedition city sooner or later anyway.

Whether A-Yuan agrees or not, she is determined to completely revive him.

It's not just about being in human form for thirty minutes every day.

She wasn't afraid at all of becoming this monster.

She never cared about his form, whether it was tentacles or humanoid.

Even if he really did become an indescribable creation of an evil god.

She would also hold him in her arms, place him on her head, and hold him close to her chest when she slept at night.

But she knew that A-Yuan must be feeling terrible inside...

He transforms from a human into tentacles, and can only revert back to his original form for thirty minutes each day. The rest of the time, he can only communicate with her through his "poof poof poof" sounds.

Therefore, she must find a way to completely revive him.

We must go to the expedition city, and we must find the remaining records in the ancient books.

Whether it's a level 6 magic core or another way, you have to get your hands on one of them.

Moreover, it's best to collect ancient books from the Expedition City.

Because of A-Yuan's current tentacle-like appearance, she doesn't know if there will be any side effects.

........

The medicinal soup is ready.

She took the casserole off the fire and strained it into a bowl.

Chen Yuan slid down from her head and landed on the dining table.

She scooped up a spoonful of the medicinal soup, blew on it, and handed it to him.

This time, the little tentacles didn't protest with any plop-plop sounds.

He had resigned himself to his fate, and even felt a slight, lingering sweetness in the aftertaste of the medicine.

Yu Wan fed the entire bowl of medicine spoonful by spoonful and placed the empty bowl on the coffee table.

Then I picked him up and rubbed his face against his cheek.

"Ah Yuan is such a good girl..."

........

In the afternoon, Yu Wan changed her coat.

He tucked Chen Yuan into his collar, pulled up his hood, and headed out towards the Alliance capital.

There weren't many people in the plaza outside the central tower. A few uniformed office workers hurried by, and they all slightly stepped aside to make way for her.

As you enter the central tower, Lian Qi is already waiting at the elevator entrance.

"Sister Yu Wan."

Yu Wan nodded without saying anything.

Lian Qi led her through the corridor, stopped at the conference room door, and pushed it open...