Chapter 43: An Accident
Since he had already exposed himself, and the first strike hadn’t hit the target, Mo Xiu no longer cared whether using his abilities would attract attention.
Xu Liang barely managed to dodge another attack. When he saw the large charred crater left in the shelf beside him where the lightning sphere had pierced through, his pupils shrank sharply.
The power of that lightning sphere was absolutely not something a Level 2 lightning ability user could possess. So why had this man been hiding his strength all this time?
“Y-you… you’re a Level 3 ability user!” Xu Liang said in shock.
Of course, Mo Xiu’s ability was already beyond Level 3—he had reached Level 4—but he had no intention of wasting words with the man in front of him.
There was no point.
Since he had already made his move and exposed himself, there was only one possible outcome—
Xu Liang had to die.
So Mo Xiu didn’t waste time explaining anything. He immediately attacked again, rapidly hurling lightning abilities and wind-suction abilities at the man, intent on quickly eliminating this major threat.
However, now that Xu Liang was on guard, things were more troublesome than expected. The warehouse was filled with shelves.
Xu Liang also had plenty of combat experience. His movements were agile, making him far harder to kill than Ren Zha or Bian Tai had been earlier.
Moreover, Xu Liang himself was a fire-type ability user—a powerful offensive element. Although his level was lower than Mo Xiu’s, he was still Level 3.
While dodging, Xu Liang even tried throwing fireballs at Mo Xiu, attempting to counterattack, which made Mo Xiu somewhat irritated.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Mo Qi had brought Xiong Gangyong to another warehouse located some distance away.
When Xiong Gangyong saw the huge stockpile of puffed snacks inside the warehouse, his eyes immediately lit up.
He quickly opened his backpack and began stuffing snacks into it.
But even after filling the entire backpack, it barely made a dent in the piles of snacks. Looking at the mountain of food, he began to feel troubled.
“My god, there’s so much food! How are we supposed to take all of this out?”
“It’s not that it’s heavy, but it takes up way too much space! We can’t carry much at all in one trip!”
Xiong Gangyong complained while turning to look at Mo Qi, who looked completely relaxed. The sight made his irritation flare up.
“Hey, pretty boy! Think of something!”
“Don’t just wander around all day like an idiot—completely useless. Why did you even come along? To be a decoration?”
Xiong Gangyong said irritably, rolling his eyes at him.
Seeing the man’s childish behavior, Mo Qi couldn’t help but find it amusing.
He had encountered plenty of people who mocked him before, but rarely someone who mocked him to his face with such low standards.
This wasn’t really mocking—it was more like a little kid throwing a tantrum.
Having all these snacks in the warehouse was a good thing.
As for transporting them, what was difficult about that?
There were cars outside. They could just drive one in and load the supplies.
Yet this guy had only thought about carrying everything by hand?
No wonder earlier on the road, Mo Xiu had subtly mentioned that Xiong Gangyong wasn’t very bright.
At first, Mo Qi had assumed Mo Xiu said that out of emotion.
Now it seemed he was simply stating a fact…
However, Mo Qi wasn’t concerned about the small matter of transporting supplies.
Ever since entering this warehouse, he had felt something unsettling.
The demonic energy here was far too dense—so dense that even he couldn’t ignore it.
As a demonic cultivator, Mo Qi was extremely sensitive to demonic energy. This world had almost no spiritual energy; the air was always filled with faint traces of demonic energy.
But such a concentrated amount—
He had only ever sensed something similar from zombies.
Yet the demonic energy he felt from zombies before was nowhere near as strong as what he sensed inside this warehouse.
Could it be that something powerful was hidden here?
Mo Qi felt curious and wanted to move closer. Whatever it was, it seemed worth investigating.
But after taking two steps, he remembered the “idiot” following him, which made things somewhat inconvenient.
“Hey! Pretty boy, where are you going?”
“Why are you wandering off without listening to me? I asked if you had a way to take all this food with us! Why are you walking deeper into the warehouse?”
Despite his fierce-looking face, Xiong Gangyong turned out to be an unstoppable chatterbox.
Listening to his endless babbling, Mo Qi frowned slightly and scolded coldly:
“Quiet. Shut up.”
The man choked on his words and immediately closed his mouth.
For some reason, the aura that the “pretty boy” he had looked down on suddenly released made him instinctively want to submit.
But in the next second, he came to his senses.
Why should he listen to someone with no abilities at all?
Feeling like he had lost face, Xiong Gangyong flushed red with anger and shouted at Mo Qi:
“Why should I listen to you? Listening to Mo Xiu is one thing, but who do you think you are?”
“Don’t think that just because you belong to Mo Xiu you can order me around! I won’t fall for that!”
“My brother is Xiong Mingyuan, the commander of Shanhe Base! He’s extremely powerful!”
“And I’m a metal-type ability user, way stronger than a normal person like you who doesn’t have any abilities!”
Xiong Gangyong rambled on endlessly.
But this time, Mo Qi’s attention wasn’t on him at all—he hadn’t even heard what the man was saying.
Because Mo Qi noticed that from the corner of the shelves not far away, there seemed to be some strange noises.
It sounded like crunching chewing sounds, mixed with the scraping noise of scales rubbing against the ground.
The sounds were extremely faint. If not for Mo Qi’s keen senses, an ordinary person would probably never notice them.
At that moment, Xiong Gangyong also finally sensed that something was wrong.
Seeing Mo Qi staring seriously in one direction, he followed his gaze—and indeed noticed that the shelf in the corner seemed to be slightly shaking.
This warehouse was completely enclosed. There was no wind blowing inside.
The shelves were sturdy, and they were standing far away.
So how could the shelf possibly shake by itself?
The man’s heart immediately jumped into his throat.
Seeing Mo Qi slowly approaching the shelf, he swallowed nervously.
Walking closer, he whispered:
“Hey, pretty boy… don’t mess around! What if there are a couple of zombies hiding behind that shelf…”
Mo Qi gave him a quieting look.
Then he picked up a box of candy from a nearby shelf and tossed it toward the corner.
Instantly, the chewing sound and the scraping noise disappeared.
The shelf that had been swaying slightly also became still.
Seeing this, Xiong Gangyong immediately held his breath.
But the pretty boy beside him kept walking closer step by step.
He wanted to pull him back—after all, this man belonged to Mo Xiu. He couldn’t let something happen to him right under his nose.
But before his hand could even touch the edge of Mo Qi’s clothes—
A violent explosion suddenly sounded outside the warehouse.
Immediately afterward, the shelf not far from them—which had just calmed down—suddenly began shaking violently.
Then something suddenly burst out from behind it.
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