The Max-Level Boss Just Wants to Be a Slacker [Apocalypse] – CH17

Chapter 17: An Accident

Mo Xiu did not continue what he was about to say. He simply closed his eyes and rested quietly.

Looking at the calm expression of the young man in his arms, Mo Qi narrowed his eyes slightly. The expression that had flashed across the other man’s face earlier was one he was far too familiar with.

He had lived for many years and seen countless people and events. What he had just seen was a gaze filled with hatred and unwillingness.

Almost instantly, Mo Qi understood something.

There was someone in the Shanhe Base whom Mo Xiu hated.

And Mo Xiu’s enemy was also his enemy.

Mo Qi had no intention of questioning the reason. Just like back in the cultivation world, he had never cared why the so-called righteous cultivators had always wanted to eliminate him—even when he had not actually done anything evil at the beginning aside from cultivating demonic arts.

After that, they continued traveling according to their original plan.

However, Mo Qi’s mentality had changed somewhat.

Considering that he might have to support Mo Xiu if things went wrong, he began cultivating far more diligently than before.

Because of this, his adaptation to and control over his body steadily improved.

Gradually, the others began to notice that Mo Qi’s condition was getting better.

It wasn’t difficult to see, after all. In the past, this person had to be carried everywhere. Even speaking was difficult, and he had to be fed when eating.

But now he could walk and move on his own.

Although his movements were still somewhat slow and his speech still a bit sluggish, he could finally communicate with Mo Xiu normally.

This made everyone start to wonder whether they had been wrong all along in thinking that Mo Qi was an idiot.

Perhaps he had never been stupid at all—he had simply been sick. Now that he was gradually recovering, he was returning to normal.

After all, they reasoned, no matter how much Mo Xiu liked that face, he wouldn’t actually pick a fool.

However, whether Mo Qi was truly stupid or not, everyone still regarded him as nothing more than a pretty boy relying on Mo Xiu. Deep down, they still looked down on him.

Of course, they would never dare show it in front of Mo Xiu. Everyone knew that Mo Qi was his precious treasure.

Compared to Mo Xiu, Mo Qi—a demonic cultivator who had lived for thousands of years—was even more sensitive to the malice of others.

But he simply didn’t care.

In fact, being regarded as a kept pretty boy actually amused him quite a bit.

After all, in his previous life he had only been able to rely on strength, strength, and more strength.

In this world, he could finally benefit from his looks!

Of course, Mo Qi knew very well that Mo Xiu didn’t care about his appearance.

But that didn’t stop him from occasionally imagining that Mo Xiu had fallen for him at first sight—and secretly enjoying the thought.

After he regained the ability to communicate normally, Mo Qi had privately asked Mo Xiu why he had come to save him in the first place.

After all, in the original owner’s memories, he had never found any trace of a person named Mo Xiu.

Mo Xiu’s answer had been vague. He only said that Mo Qi had once helped him in the past—but that he himself didn’t remember it.

So it had been the original owner who had done a good deed?

Mo Qi didn’t feel uncomfortable about that at all. Instead, he silently thanked fate for letting that karma fall into his hands.

It could only mean that he and Mo Xiu were destined for each other.

For a long stretch afterward, the road they traveled was quite remote.

There were no major towns for them to rest in—only the occasional village.

They gathered very few supplies and encountered even fewer people.

Although this meant fewer problems with zombies, the scarcity of supplies also meant their food and living conditions were worse.

“It’s a pity there’s no one with a spatial ability in our team. Otherwise things would be much more convenient,” Mo Xiu said with a frown as he drove.

Hearing this, Mo Qi remembered the various spatial artifacts he had used in his previous life.

If such things existed in the apocalypse, they would be incredible tools for storing supplies.

Unfortunately, now that he was in a different world, those artifacts were gone.

However, once he recovered a bit more, he could try forging one for Mo Xiu.

After all, in his previous life Mo Qi had started out as an independent cultivator. Independent cultivators tended to be versatile, so he also knew how to refine magical artifacts.

When the time came, he could make one and give it to Mo Xiu. He would surely be happy.

While Mo Qi was secretly planning a gift, Mo Xiu was also thinking about how to improve their living conditions.

Although things would surely be better once they reached Shanhe Base, surviving such a long journey on nothing but packaged food wasn’t ideal.

Recently, when the vehicles stopped, some people had begun searching the surrounding area for edible wild vegetables.

Mo Xiu didn’t bother joining them.

Although he recognized one or two kinds, he really didn’t feel like eating wild greens.

He had asked Mo Qi as well, and Mo Qi felt the same.

Both of them preferred meat.

So this time, when the car stopped for a break again, Mo Xiu estimated that even if they drove nonstop, they wouldn’t reach the next town before nightfall.

Therefore, he decided to stop early and choose a suitable place to set up camp.

Then he glanced at the nearby forest, thinking about hunting some wild game.

However, after the incident with Xi Wenlin, even though the man was already dead, Mo Xiu had learned his lesson.

This time, to ensure Mo Qi’s safety, he didn’t leave immediately.

Instead, he first found Lu Pingwan and Xiao Zhuang and asked them for help.

When the young girl heard that Mo Xiu planned to hunt wild game, meaning they might finally have hot food—maybe even fresh meat—she was thrilled.

“I saw some edible mushrooms not far away when I got out of the car earlier,” she said eagerly. “I used to gather mushrooms in the mountains when I was little. I can pick some and stew them with the meat later.”

Mo Xiu nodded and told her to gather some firewood as well.

Then he asked Zhuang Mingde to watch over Mo Qi, reminding him to ensure Mo Qi’s safety before leaving.

After Mo Xiu entered the forest, Lu Pingwan excitedly fetched a simple pot stored in the car, filled it with water, and started preparing.

She planned to cook the game immediately once Mo Xiu returned.

While Lu Pingwan worked diligently, Zhuang Mingde looked extremely bored.

Glancing at Mo Qi, he thought irritably, He’s just a pretty boy. What’s the point of guarding him?

Zhuang Mingde had gotten somewhat familiar with Lu Pingwan recently, so he couldn’t help complaining.

“Xiaowan, what do you think Brother Mo even sees in that Mo Qi?” he said. “Aside from that face, he’s useless. He even needs someone to feed him when he eats.”

Zhuang Mingde’s eyes were full of contempt.

Hearing this, Lu Pingwan pursed her lips and simply said softly,

“That’s Brother Mo’s business. We shouldn’t talk about it.”

After that, the girl ran off to gather mushrooms and firewood.

Watching her leave, Zhuang Mingde snorted dismissively and said nothing more.

But when he looked at the spacious back seat of the off-road vehicle—and at Mo Qi sitting comfortably there—jealousy surged inside him.

Why did this useless guy get to enjoy such treatment?

Thinking about it, Zhuang Mingde climbed into the vehicle as well. Leaning against the seat, he soon became drowsy.

When Mo Qi mentioned that he wanted to get out of the car to relieve himself, Zhuang Mingde barely paid attention.

“Don’t go too far,” he said casually before closing his eyes again and drifting off to sleep.

Seeing this attitude, Mo Qi wasn’t surprised.

He slowly walked into the forest by himself.

At first, he truly only intended to relieve himself.

But after finishing, he sensed an unusual aura not far away.

The aura was somewhat similar to the mutated sunflower he had killed earlier.

Mo Qi couldn’t help feeling tempted.

Absorbing the core of that mutated sunflower had already restored so much of his strength.

If he could obtain another one, wouldn’t he be able to completely control this body?

Thinking of this, Mo Qi immediately walked toward the direction where he sensed the aura.

After some time, he finally reached the source of the presence.

But what he found was not a mutated plant.

Instead, it was a person with hair dyed in multiple colors, lying on the ground covered in blood, unconscious and possibly dead.

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