Chapter 58: Level Seven Zombie
Although Mo Qi hadn’t used these tricks much before, he realized that once he tried them, they actually came quite naturally.
He deliberately leaned weakly against the doorframe, looking pale and listless as he gazed pitifully at Mo Xiu.
He didn’t believe that after seeing him like this, Mo Xiu would still insist on staying to keep watch with that Bai Su.
Sure enough, when Mo Xiu saw him, he immediately hurried over, clearly anxious.
“Mo Qi, what’s wrong? Are you okay?”
Mo Qi shook his head.
“It’s nothing… I just suddenly feel a bit unwell.”
As he spoke, he even swayed slightly, looking as though he might collapse at any moment.
Mo Xiu quickly stepped forward to support him, the worry on his face obvious.
Although Bai Su felt the situation had turned sudden, he still immediately persuaded Mo Xiu:
“If that’s the case, you should take him back to rest. We’ll handle the night watch.”
This time Mo Xiu didn’t refuse Bai Su’s goodwill. He nodded and helped his “unwell” beloved back to the room.
Standing nearby, Bu Zhengchen watched Bai Su and Mo Xiu both believing the act and couldn’t help twitching his lips.
He thought to himself: See? I knew I wasn’t the only man in the world who uses tricks for his partner.
But this guy’s acting skills were impressive—worth learning from.
On the way back to the room, Mo Xiu and Mo Qi also ran into Cheng Cheng and the others.
When Cheng Cheng saw his boss looking so miserable, he immediately rushed over to help.
Fortunately, Xie Wu caught Mo Qi’s subtle glance and pulled Cheng Cheng back.
Soon the two of them were alone in a room at the corner of the second floor.
Seeing the man lying weakly on the bed, Mo Xiu felt his heart tighten.
It had been a long time since he had seen Mo Qi look so vulnerable—especially after Mo Qi had regained his ability to move freely.
“How did this suddenly happen? Where exactly does it hurt? Tell me quickly. Is it stomach pain? Did you catch a cold?”
As he spoke, Mo Xiu reached out and touched the man’s forehead.
The temperature was normal—no fever.
Hearing Mo Xiu’s concern made Mo Qi feel much better.
Of course he wasn’t actually sick. But admitting that he had just pretended to be ill because he was jealous felt a little embarrassing.
If he said it outright, it would be far too humiliating for a Demon Sovereign.
After all, he had lived for thousands of years in his previous life—who would have thought he’d do something this childish?
Still, no matter what he thought inside, Mo Qi continued to act weak in front of Mo Xiu.
He grabbed Mo Xiu’s wrist and pulled him toward himself.
“I can’t really say where it hurts… I just feel uncomfortable. Maybe I’ve been traveling too much these past few days and got tired.”
He spoke in a soft, almost coquettish tone.
“Mo Xiu, hug me. Let me lean on you for a while and I’ll feel better.”
While speaking, he tried to burrow into Mo Xiu’s arms without caring that he was a fully grown man.
However, he forgot something important.
He was no longer the thin, fragile person from when they first met.
Mo Qi was actually slightly taller than Mo Xiu. His frame was large—broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs.
When he first arrived in this world his body had been damaged and thin, but after so much time being cared for by Mo Xiu, he had long since recovered.
Now he ate well at every meal and constantly snacked. On top of that, he deliberately trained his body to better withstand the strength of his soul.
Although his training wasn’t the traditional kind people imagined, his physique had clearly grown stronger.
He was now visibly a little bigger than Mo Xiu.
Mo Xiu spread his arms to hold him, trying to wrap him completely in his embrace, but because of Mo Qi’s size it was honestly a bit difficult.
In the end, he could only sigh helplessly.
“Alright, stop burrowing. Let’s just hug like this, okay?”
He gently patted Mo Qi’s back.
Mo Qi obediently stopped moving, took a deep breath, and relaxed.
Breathing in the scent of the person he loved, he let out a satisfied sigh before speaking again with a hint of dissatisfaction.
“Are you really that close with Bai Su?”
“You even wanted to keep watch with him all night. Were you planning to just leave me behind?”
His tone sounded unmistakably sour.
Mo Xiu almost laughed.
Mo Qi sounded exactly like someone who was jealous.
And realizing that made Mo Xiu’s mood brighten immediately.
After all, he liked Mo Qi.
If Mo Qi was willing to get jealous over him, didn’t that mean Mo Qi might also have feelings for him?
“How could you think that?” Mo Xiu said helplessly with a smile.
“No matter what happens, I would never leave you behind.”
Bai Su was indeed one of his closest friends.
But no matter how important Bai Su was, he could never compare to the man in front of him.
Mo Qi was the person he loved.
They had experienced so much together.
In fact, even in his previous life, Mo Qi had been the one who stayed with him until the end.
In Mo Xiu’s heart, Mo Qi’s importance even surpassed his own life.
Hearing that answer, Mo Qi finally gave a satisfied snort.
He knew his behavior was a bit unreasonable.
But the Great Elder once told him that people in a dao-partner relationship were never completely reasonable anyway.
Besides, his face was thick enough. After feeling embarrassed for a second or two, he quickly relaxed—and even felt like he had just mastered a new skill.
Since they had already agreed to cooperate with Bai Su, a fierce battle was likely coming soon.
After confirming that Mo Qi was fine and seeing that it was already late, Mo Xiu explained that he still needed to discuss a few matters with Bai Su the next day.
Fortunately, although it had gotten dark when Mo Xiu returned earlier, he had spent the whole time discussing serious matters rather than catching up.
He had already informed the rest of the team as well, so he had returned as early as possible.
As for how Mo Qi knew this…
Of course it was because he secretly eavesdropped with his spiritual sense.
Seeing that it was getting late, Mo Xiu climbed into bed and coaxed Mo Qi to rest with him.
They lay down together.
At some point their positions unconsciously shifted.
Mo Qi ended up holding Mo Xiu, and after falling asleep Mo Xiu somehow curled into his arms.
Looking at the young man sleeping peacefully against his chest, Mo Qi softened his breathing.
He leaned down and kissed Mo Xiu’s forehead, savoring the warmth of his skin.
His rough fingertips brushed across Mo Xiu’s cheek.
In the end he couldn’t resist and gently kissed Mo Xiu’s lips.
Mo Xiu’s scent had always been clean—something Mo Qi loved.
Even his lips tasted fresh.
Mo Qi’s heartbeat sped up slightly.
But more than excitement, he felt a deep and simple happiness.
No matter how powerful one became through cultivation or how many enemies one defeated, this kind of sweetness could never be obtained through strength alone.
Only the person beside him could give it.
Holding the man he loved like this, Mo Qi soon fell asleep as well.
Early the next morning, everyone from both teams woke up.
As soon as Mo Xiu stepped out of the room with Mo Qi, Bai Su approached them.
The members from Shanhe Base were delighted to see Bai Su’s team.
After all, cooperation between the two teams meant greater safety.
After exchanging a few simple words, the group set off from the resort in their vehicles.
The two teams worked together smoothly on the road, moving even faster than before.
By the afternoon they arrived at the pharmaceutical factory in the suburbs.
Before coming, they had already received some intelligence.
But after arriving, they discovered the situation was not like the report said.
Instead of being filled with zombies, the area was eerily quiet.
The silence made everyone uneasy.
They cautiously searched for the warehouse and carefully opened it.
Inside they found piles of medicine and equipment.
The amount of supplies far exceeded their expectations.
It seemed the professor had been right—the advanced medical equipment he needed was likely here.
However, before they could celebrate their discovery, a massive group of zombies suddenly burst out from the corners and surrounded them.
Some even blocked the entrance as if they had planned it.
Mo Xiu recognized immediately that many of these zombies were high-level.
When Mo Qi scanned them casually with his spiritual sense, he discovered at least four level-five zombies and two level-six zombies, each possessing abilities.
Once they surrounded the group, they began launching coordinated ability attacks.
Their teamwork was so precise that Mo Xiu almost suspected they were fighting a group of humans.
Mo Qi’s expression remained calm.
While carefully shielding Mo Xiu with his spiritual sense, he quietly observed the surroundings.
Since arriving in this apocalypse, this was the first time he had encountered so many high-level zombies gathered together.
Mo Xiu had once told him that the higher a zombie’s level, the stronger and smarter it became.
But even so, the intelligence of zombies was usually limited.
These zombies cooperating so perfectly clearly meant something else was controlling them.
Mo Qi could clearly sense an invisible force manipulating them.
That was why their coordination was so good.
He couldn’t identify the exact nature of that force, but it seemed to be radiating from the same direction.
It also seemed capable of affecting ability users, making their abilities feel sluggish when released.
Could this be the true mental-type ability Mo Xiu once mentioned?
Could the legendary level-seven zombie be a psychic-type?
Following the source of that power, Mo Qi could roughly determine its location.
But he wasn’t the only one who realized it.
Mo Xiu had noticed as well.
Before Mo Qi could act, Mo Xiu suddenly turned his head and locked onto a seemingly inconspicuous zombie hiding in the corner.
In an instant, he released two lightning dragons, launching a fierce attack.
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