Chapter 32: Is That Not Allowed?
Now that it was already the apocalypse—with ability users and zombies appearing—what would be strange about having a cultivation genius from the cultivation world as well?
Most likely, Mo Qi simply never had the chance to come into contact with books like this before. Otherwise, he would have learned these skills long ago!
“Mo Qi, you’re really amazing!”
Mo Xiu couldn’t stop praising him. His natural trust in the man made him completely ignore the question of how Mo Qi had managed to understand the contents of the book. Without waiting for Mo Qi to explain further, he excitedly picked up the backpack and began stuffing things into it.
He put something in here, something else there, stuffing everything he could see that could fit through the backpack’s opening.
But after putting everything in, the backpack still wasn’t full, and it still felt light in his hands. He became incredibly excited.
He had just stuffed quite a lot of things inside. If it had been an ordinary storage tool, it would probably have filled several large suitcases.
Which meant that with this backpack, they could carry away far more supplies when collecting resources in the future.
This wasn’t an ordinary backpack at all—it was practically a survival artifact for the apocalypse!
“Mo Qi, you’re really a genius! With this backpack, we’ll never have to worry about not being able to carry enough supplies again!”
Mo Xiu’s face was filled with genuine joy. Originally, Mo Qi had been quite dissatisfied with the new array he had drawn, but seeing Mo Xiu so excited beside him, it seemed his array wasn’t that bad after all, and his mood immediately improved.
Mo Qi felt that hearing a few words of praise from him made him happier than when he had once obtained immortal-grade treasures.
He quickly said enthusiastically, “If you like it, I can make a few more of the same arrays and stick them inside other bags to expand their space too. Then each of us can have one and carry even more things.”
But Mo Xiu shook his head.
“No need for now. One is enough.”
It wasn’t that he didn’t want more magical backpacks. It was just that if there were too many of such good things, it would attract attention. If people discovered that Mo Qi had made them, he would become an even bigger target.
Thinking about it now, there were quite a few things about Mo Qi that required his concern.
Mo Qi was immune to the zombie virus and possessed the rare mental-type ability—both already worried him greatly.
And now there was this ability to draw arrays and talismans as well.
Mo Qi’s uniqueness was simply too obvious. If others with ulterior motives found out, they would definitely try every means to capture him and uncover more of his secrets.
Thinking of this, Mo Xiu’s expression grew serious.
However, he didn’t think these abilities were a bad thing. To survive in the apocalypse, strength naturally came first.
It was just that until they grew strong enough to protect themselves, it would be best to hide these sharp edges.
As for the others in the team, Mo Xiu didn’t plan to let them know for the time being.
When it came to Mo Qi’s safety, aside from himself, Mo Xiu couldn’t completely trust anyone else yet—not even Cheng Cheng or Lu Pingwan.
“Besides this bag, don’t tell anyone else about your abilities for now,” Mo Xiu reminded him.
Mo Qi nodded.
He thought the young man really was cautious about everything. He had already heard him say things like this several times before.
But he also understood that Mo Xiu was doing it entirely for his sake.
Mo Xiu clearly knew what these abilities meant in the apocalypse, yet he had no greed or jealousy toward him. Toward him, there was only the purest joy and protectiveness. For Mo Qi, such an experience was extremely unfamiliar.
At least during the thousands of years he had lived in the cultivation world, he had never encountered someone like Mo Xiu.
Perhaps others had met such people before, but Mo Qi had never been particularly lucky when it came to people.
Even the demonic cultivators who followed him all had their own motives. They only feared his powerful strength and hoped to gain benefits from him.
Thinking about this, when Mo Qi faced the person in front of him, an unfamiliar feeling arose in his heart.
For someone as special as Mo Xiu, he became even more unwilling to let go.
He truly wanted to completely possess Mo Xiu. This person belonged to him. No one else could compete with him!
But using spiritual branding or puppet techniques to control Mo Xiu was something Mo Qi didn’t want.
Mo Xiu was special to him. What he enjoyed was this voluntary care.
Feeling such complicated emotions because of someone for the first time, Mo Qi sighed inwardly. Following his heart, he stepped forward and pulled Mo Xiu into his arms.
Rubbing against the crook of his neck, he said softly, “I understand. I won’t tell anyone else. I’ll only tell you.”
Only then did Mo Xiu smile.
He knew that once Mo Qi agreed to something, he would obediently follow through. This kind of keeping one’s word was better than most people he had ever seen.
The two of them hugged for a while. Mo Qi then remembered that besides preparing the spatial backpack with the array, he had also made a defensive talisman for him.
“Oh right, Mo Xiu, there’s also this talisman for you. Keep it carefully. This talisman is very powerful—it will definitely protect you!”
Unlike the talismans he had written during practice earlier, this one had truly been written with blood after he bit his fingertip. Because of that, it carried strong magical power.
Even in this world where spiritual energy could hardly be sensed, it could still withstand a full-power attack from a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Originally, Mo Qi believed that there would never be cultivators in this world. But after seeing the book Xie Wu had, he wasn’t so certain anymore.
If some hidden powerful figures really did appear someday, then with this talisman, he could feel much more at ease when Mo Xiu was out alone.
Mo Xiu accepted the talisman and examined it carefully. When he realized the bright red markings were drawn with blood, his heart tightened.
He looked at Mo Qi with gratitude, feeling more and more that the man truly treated him with sincere kindness. All the care and effort he had given in the past suddenly felt completely worthwhile.
Because of the magical backpack earlier, Mo Xiu carefully placed the talisman into the inner pocket of his clothes, deciding to carry it close to his body from now on.
“Thank you, Mo Qi. I’ll treasure this kindness.”
Mo Xiu hugged the man beside him and gently patted his back, habitually showing affection.
Mo Qi liked it when Mo Xiu took the initiative, hugging him tightly in return.
They often hugged like this before. But for some reason, this time the man felt somewhat unsatisfied.
Without anyone teaching him, he rubbed against Mo Xiu’s neck again and naturally pressed his cheek against the young man’s face.
When he saw the round, full earlobe in his arms tinged with a faint pink color, it strangely looked delicious.
After staring for a moment, he leaned closer and gently caught it between his teeth.
“Mm!”
Mo Xiu’s ears were a sensitive spot. The moment his earlobe was caught, it felt as if an electric current ran from his ear through his body.
A wave of numbness spread across him, and he couldn’t help letting out a muffled sound. He quickly turned his head, pulling his ear out of Mo Qi’s mouth.
Frowning, he asked, “What are you doing?”
But he met a pair of very innocent-looking eyes.
Mo Qi blinked as if he didn’t understand what he had done wrong—or perhaps he was doing it on purpose.
He knew Mo Xiu had never been able to do much about him, so he simply did something he wanted to do. What was wrong with that?
Besides, the taste of that earlobe had been unexpectedly good.
The man licked his lips, still unsatisfied.
Instead of answering Mo Xiu’s question, he hugged him again.
But this time, instead of just lightly biting the earlobe, he opened his mouth and took the entire ear into it, licking and sucking it.
The slightly cool, soft, elastic sensation pleased him greatly.
Mo Xiu cared a lot about hygiene and loved being clean. Especially with Lu Pingwan in the team, a water-type ability user, getting water was convenient.
So even in the apocalypse, Mo Xiu could still take care of himself every day, and his scent was always fresh.
“Mmm…”
Mo Xiu had never been guarded around the man beside him, so when Mo Qi hugged him again, although he felt puzzled, he still allowed it.
But when his ear was taken into the man’s mouth again, he was startled.
The next second, however, his whole body went soft, his breathing quickened, and a soft sound escaped him.
The warmth of the man’s mouth and the softness of his tongue brought him sensations that were both unfamiliar and intense.
His legs went weak, and for a moment he nearly couldn’t stand.
Still, he quickly regained his senses and pushed the man away.
Covering his ear, he glared at Mo Qi with rare irritation.
“What are you doing messing with my ear?!”
Unfortunately, Mo Xiu underestimated the thickness of the man’s skin.
Mo Qi still looked completely innocent. His gaze swept over the hand covering Mo Xiu’s ear, and he smiled harmlessly.
“Because it tastes good.”
Hearing that answer, the corner of Mo Xiu’s mouth twitched.
Seeing the man look eager as if he wanted to try again, Mo Xiu didn’t know whether he was angry or embarrassed, but his face turned red all the way to the base of his neck.
He quickly stepped back and waved his hands.
“No. Don’t mess around. You’re not allowed to do that again!”
“Why not?”
Mo Qi wasn’t truly ignorant of human relationships, but when it came to Mo Xiu, he always had a strange possessiveness.
Being suddenly rejected like this made him feel somewhat unhappy, even though the request was perfectly reasonable.
“Why not?” the man repeated, leaving Mo Xiu momentarily stunned.
“You’re still asking why? That’s inappropriate! Brothers or friends don’t do things like that! I explained some of this to you before—don’t you remember?”
Mo Xiu said irritably.
After the time Mo Qi had asked him for a kiss before, he had already explained what brothers or friends could and couldn’t do. But now it seemed like Mo Qi hadn’t taken any of it to heart.
Mo Xiu’s mind was a mess. He didn’t know how to explain it in a way that would make sense.
After all, Mo Qi had never received any proper education before. He wasn’t even sure whether the man could truly understand what he was saying.
Mo Qi pouted in dissatisfaction. When he saw Mo Xiu glaring at him, he immediately changed his expression into a pitiful one.
As if he had suffered a huge grievance, he said,
“But I like it. I like kissing your ear like that… isn’t that allowed?”
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