The Max-Level Boss Just Wants to Be a Slacker [Apocalypse] – CH63

Chapter 63: Confession

Being kissed so passionately by the person he liked, Mo Xiu’s brain didn’t just stop working—it completely crashed.

After finally coming back to his senses, Mo Xiu even secretly pinched his own thigh to make sure he wasn’t dreaming. The person he liked was truly kissing him with such passion.

He still remembered what he had asked before Mo Qi kissed him. He had asked whether Mo Qi liked him—so was this kiss the answer?

If it was real, then this was Mo Qi’s answer to him.

That meant everything he had done during this time hadn’t been in vain. He could finally end his long one-sided crush and truly have a lover.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiu unconsciously closed his eyes and began responding to the man in front of him, gradually deepening the kiss.

Mo Qi naturally felt the other person’s response and tightened his arms around him.

A trace of a smile flashed in the corner of the man’s eyes. Mo Xiu had accepted his kiss, which meant he really did like him. If that was the case, everything else suddenly didn’t seem so important.

Just like that, the two people in the room kissed for a long time. Only when Mo Xiu felt he was almost out of breath did he gently pat Mo Qi’s back, signaling him to ease up a little.

Only then did the man lift his head, though he still didn’t release the arms wrapped around him.

Their foreheads pressed together, both breathing unevenly, yet their hearts were filled with the same sweetness.

“So… this is your answer?” Mo Xiu murmured softly.

“What else would it be? I thought we already had this kind of relationship from the very beginning. Otherwise, why would you have rescued me? Even if you said you saved me from that warehouse because of something from the past—what about after that?

All the careful care, all the unconditional support, even putting my life and safety first and prioritizing my preferences above everything else—doesn’t that show your feelings?”

Mo Qi curled his lips into a smile as he spoke with certainty.

Mo Xiu was left speechless. At the beginning, he really had acted mostly out of gratitude. He had never imagined that one day he and Mo Qi would develop into this kind of relationship.

But perhaps this was the strange fate brought by rebirth. He had never expected that the bond the other had left in his previous life would allow them to become lovers in this life.

“So then—you only like me, right? What you feel for Da Yong is just normal friendship, the same kind of care you give to teammates… right?”

Mo Xiu still stubbornly wanted the answer to this question.

When Mo Qi heard it, he was genuinely confused.

Weren’t they in the middle of confessing their feelings to each other? How had Xiong Gangyong suddenly been dragged into this?

When had he ever had that kind of inappropriate relationship with Xiong Gangyong? What exactly had he done to make Mo Xiu misunderstand?

Filled with confusion, Mo Qi asked the young man directly.

Seeing that the man truly looked puzzled, Mo Xiu pressed his lips together and explained:

“But when you’re with him, you always seem really happy. You smile at him, and he even makes you laugh—more than once.

You also care about him. You even gave him massages. You never do that with anyone except me! I feel like you pay way too much attention to him!

And also… that ability of yours that can restore someone infected by the zombie virus back into a human. I had never seen anything like that before, and you never told me about it.

But when something happened to Xiong Gangyong, you used it immediately. How do you explain all that?”

At first, Mo Xiu felt somewhat guilty while saying this, wondering if he was just being petty and overly suspicious.

But after laying everything out to Mo Qi, the more he spoke, the more wronged he felt.

Mo Qi was stunned listening to all of it. He truly hadn’t realized that he treated Xiong Gangyong any differently.

He did think the guy was pretty decent, but he absolutely had no other thoughts about him. As for laughing—it was simply because the man was so silly that it made him want to laugh.

However, some things clearly needed to be explained to his cultivation partner. He couldn’t let Mo Xiu continue misunderstanding him.

More importantly, given the current atmosphere, Mo Qi felt that this might actually be a good opportunity to confess something.

The huge secret that he had transmigrated from the cultivation world—he had long wanted to tell Mo Xiu.

So Mo Qi carefully chose his words and began to slowly tell the story of his true past, including his former identity as a Demon Venerable.

Mo Xiu listened in shock as the man told what sounded like a fantastical story.

If anyone else had said it, he would never have believed it. But the person saying it was Mo Qi.

When he combined that with everything he had observed since meeting him, it suddenly made sense.

If Mo Qi didn’t originally belong to this world—if he had once been a powerful Demon Venerable—then everything could be explained.

Even the so-called zombies of this world weren’t actually virus infections in Mo Qi’s eyes. They were beings controlled by demonic energy.

And the reason Mo Qi wasn’t affected by zombie bites or scratches was because he could control that demonic energy.

“So Mo Xiu, you really misunderstood. When you said I smiled at Da Yong—it’s because I genuinely think he’s stupid and funny. Don’t you think so too?

As for the rest… when you mentioned the massage before, that was my fault for not explaining clearly.

I wasn’t actually giving him a massage. My spiritual sense had already noticed something unusual about him. I just wanted to confirm whether this method of extracting demonic energy could work on other people.

So during the trip, I deliberately made more physical contact with him to repeatedly test and get used to it. When we faced that Level-7 zombie, the demonic energy in Da Yong’s body was completely triggered, and I had no choice but to act. That was truly a last resort.”

Mo Qi carefully explained every question Mo Xiu had raised.

But after hearing all of it, while Mo Xiu felt enlightened, his heart also became heavy.

If the Mo Qi he had rescued early in this life was actually someone who had transmigrated from a cultivation world…

Then was he still the same man who had guarded his corpse in the final moments of his previous life?

However, Mo Xiu quickly rejected that doubt.

Because he looked into the man’s eyes.

Those eyes—and the emotions in them when they looked at him—were far too familiar.

It was the exact same gaze, representing the same soul.

As if guided by some invisible instinct, Mo Xiu simply knew. The Mo Qi of this life and the one from his previous life were definitely the same person.

But then… why had Mo Qi ended up in such a miserable state in his previous life?

After all, when Mo Xiu died in his previous life, it had been several years later than now. With Mo Qi’s abilities—and his identity as a transmigrated Demon Venerable—that situation shouldn’t have happened…

“So… is meeting me important to you?”

Mo Xiu asked quietly.

“You’re such a powerful Demon Venerable. You’re not afraid of the so-called zombie virus—no, not virus, you said it’s demonic energy.

You can control it completely. Zombies mean nothing to you.

So… being with me doesn’t really bring you anything, does it…?”

His voice grew a little low.

But the man across from him shook his head.

Mo Qi pursed his lips, his expression somewhat conflicted. Yet he didn’t want to hide anything from Mo Xiu, so he confessed that Mo Xiu might possess a physique particularly suitable as a cultivation furnace (??).

“I can’t be completely sure whether you really are a furnace physique. But whenever we have contact, my cultivation speed increases.

And you seem to bring me luck. Whenever I’m with you, I often encounter opportunities that help me recover faster.

If it weren’t for you, it would take at least ten or even dozens of years for me to recover to my current state. That would truly be miserable.”

Mo Qi spoke somewhat nervously, afraid that the person he loved might get angry.

But Mo Xiu only looked shocked.

“That long?!”

At first, when he heard that his physique might be a cultivation furnace, Mo Xiu had felt slightly uncomfortable. He even wondered if Mo Qi’s closeness had some hidden motive.

But when he heard that without him, Mo Qi would need so many years to recover…

Suddenly, his special physique didn’t seem like such a bad thing.

If Mo Qi had to suffer that much longer otherwise, he would rather the man approach him with a purpose—at least it would help him recover faster.

Seeing this, Mo Qi quickly added:

“Don’t misunderstand. Even if at first I liked being close to you because it helped my recovery, my feelings for you have nothing to do with that.

I’m actually grateful that I realized your physique was special, because it made me take the initiative to get closer to you.

I lived a very long life in my previous world, always alone. Being able to meet you in this world is my greatest fortune.

Mo Xiu, I truly regard you as my destined cultivation partner—the kind who lives and dies together.”

Mo Qi spoke seriously, and Mo Xiu felt deeply moved.

He even began to think that perhaps in the previous life, because they had missed each other and had little contact, Mo Qi had ended up living such a miserable life. Thinking this way, Mo Xiu even felt a little guilty.

Then suddenly he thought of something.

If Mo Qi was a Demon Venerable… could his rebirth be related to him?

Trying to sound casual, Mo Xiu asked:

“The title Demon Venerable sounds incredibly powerful. Besides the abilities you’ve shown me before, what else can you do? You can’t possibly even reverse time and let people be reborn, right?”

After asking, he held his breath nervously.

But Mo Qi suddenly laughed.

Shaking his head with a helpless smile, he said:

“You really have quite the imagination—reversing time and letting people be reborn? You go straight for the hardest things, don’t you?

Though… technically it’s not impossible. I do know of a forbidden technique. If someone had cultivation and spiritual power as strong as mine, there would be a chance to achieve it.

But the conditions are far too harsh. Do you know how many years it takes for someone with my level of cultivation to appear?

Not to mention that performing that forbidden technique requires burning one’s own soul as the price.

The pain involved is thousands upon thousands of times worse than having your skin peeled and bones carved. Who would ever be stupid enough to do something like that?”

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