The Max-Level Boss Just Wants to Be a Slacker [Apocalypse] – CH9

Chapter 9: Absorbing Demonic Qi

The two of them spent a little time before finally driving back to where the team was resting in An Ping Town.

After the car stopped, Mo Xiu didn’t forget to remind the person beside him, “In a moment, you might see some people.

Don’t be afraid, and don’t pay attention to whatever they say. You only need to remember one thing—I’m here. I won’t let anyone bully you!”

Hearing this, Mo Qi blinked.

This guy… wanted to be his backer?

A kid in his twenties actually had such a strong sense of responsibility?

Having lived for thousands of years, it was the first time someone had protected him like this. Mo Qi found it rather novel, but even more than that, he felt pleased. He liked the feeling of being genuinely defended by the other person.

As he spoke, Mo Xiu squeezed the man’s hand slightly in reassurance, not caring whether the other truly understood.

Even though the apocalypse was full of unknowns, Mo Xiu’s goal in this life was very clear.

Since he had been reborn, he wanted to live comfortably. And he would bring this man with him to enjoy life as much as possible.

After saying that, he pulled the man out of the car and led him into the courtyard.

This grain-producing town was well known in the surrounding area, so the farmers were quite wealthy. Many households had built two- or three-story houses, making it convenient for them to find enough places to accommodate everyone.

Staying together was much safer than splitting up.

However, their group had nearly twenty people, so rooms were still a little tight.

Mo Xiu understood the law of the jungle in the apocalypse far too well. He ignored the others completely—after all, he had already chosen the most comfortable room from the start.

During this time, everyone had formed a habit: they wouldn’t go out unless Mo Xiu was with them. So now everyone in the team was here.

As soon as Mo Xiu pushed the door open and entered the house, he immediately attracted everyone’s attention.

When many people saw Mo Qi beside him, surprise appeared on their faces. They hadn’t expected Mo Xiu to bring back an outsider after going out.

The moment Xi Wenlin saw the man’s face, alarm bells rang loudly in his heart.

Although Mo Xiu had been very cold toward him recently, he still held onto hope, believing that Mo Xiu must have feelings for him.

Surely his past behavior had simply annoyed Mo Xiu, which was why he was being treated this way.

Maybe if he tried harder to please him, Mo Xiu’s attitude would eventually soften again.

Xi Wenlin wasn’t confident for no reason. His looks were decent, and he firmly believed Mo Xiu liked men. Back at school it hadn’t been obvious, but now he was definitely the most handsome man in the team.

As long as Mo Xiu had eyes, who else could he possibly choose?

But now Mo Xiu had brought another man back.

Most importantly, that man’s appearance was clearly superior to his own.

Xi Wenlin felt extremely uncomfortable. He quickly walked up to Mo Xiu, forced a warm smile, and said, “Mo Xiu, you’re finally back! You have no idea how worried I was while you were gone!”

Putting on a caring expression, Xi Wenlin showered Mo Xiu with concern.

After talking for quite a while, he finally seemed to notice the man beside Mo Xiu.

“Huh? There’s someone else here? Mo Xiu, is this someone you rescued on the road?

“You’ve always been like this. Back in school, you wanted to save every stray cat and dog you saw. You’re just too kind!”

Xi Wenlin spoke in a familiar, nostalgic tone that made Mo Xiu’s teeth ache.

Lu Pingwan, who was packing things nearby, had an indescribable expression.

What kind of tea-talk was this…

She had seen green tea behavior before, but a male green tea like Xi Wenlin… his level was embarrassingly low.

Mo Xiu didn’t understand the concept of “green tea.” He only felt that the man was extremely noisy.

He had just returned, yet Xi Wenlin buzzed around his ear like a fly, going on and on.

Mo Qi, standing nearby, actually found it somewhat interesting.

After all, he was quite familiar with people like Xi Wenlin.

In his previous life, he had been a Demon Lord. The demonic cultivators under him came in all sorts—every kind imaginable.

If there was any difference between demonic cultivators and righteous cultivators, aside from practicing demonic arts, it was that demonic cultivators could abandon their dignity without hesitation.

Most of them, as long as it helped their cultivation, could discard face, integrity, and morality without a second thought.

He had even encountered people who actively offered themselves up or tried desperately to curry favor with him.

As long as they didn’t annoy him, he usually ignored them—though he never accepted them either.

At first they were quite enthusiastic, but later they realized their efforts were like winking at a blind man.

So they changed tactics.

Instead of flattering him directly, they sent him gifts, helped him deal with troublesome matters, and in return he might give them guidance, show them some favor, or pass down fragments of cultivation techniques.

Because of that, watching Xi Wenlin’s “performance” filled Mo Qi with nostalgia—and even a bit of interest.

Of course, none of that showed on his face.

In the end, it was Mo Xiu who grew irritated by Xi Wenlin’s chatter. He frowned and glanced at him.

“Keep talking and I’ll throw you out.”

Only then did Xi Wenlin finally shut up.

Seeing that most people were gathered in the living room downstairs, Mo Xiu pulled Mo Qi to the center and said to everyone:

“This is Mo Qi. He’s my person.”

With that simple sentence, he turned and walked toward the stairs with Mo Qi.

After two steps, noticing how difficult it was for the man to move, he simply picked him up again.

Being carried once more startled Mo Qi slightly.

This experience was still something he hadn’t fully gotten used to.

Who would have thought that after being reborn, he would have moments like this—being carried around by someone?

But he had to admit, it actually felt pretty good.

At heart, Mo Qi was a lazy person. In his previous life he had been pushed along by circumstances.

Being taken care of like this… he quite enjoyed it.

A faint smile unconsciously appeared on his lips. His body went limp, letting Mo Xiu carry him as he pleased.

Because of the angle while going upstairs, his gaze happened to sweep over Xi Wenlin downstairs, who was staring at them intensely.

Mo Qi had no particular thoughts, nor was his expression aimed at anyone.

But when Xi Wenlin saw it, he immediately believed it was a provocation.

His face darkened.

At first, he had suspected that this tall, sharp-featured man might be some kind of powerful ability user.

But the moment Mo Xiu picked him up, that speculation vanished completely.

What expert?

He was clearly just a shameless kept boy!

Just wait—he would definitely make Mo Xiu change his mind!

Meanwhile, Mo Xiu had no idea what Xi Wenlin was thinking.

The room he had chosen was the master bedroom in the small building. It had a large double bed and a private bathroom, making it very convenient.

He told Mo Qi to sit on a chair and wait, then went to find Lu Pingwan and traded some food for a large amount of water.

After that, he found some basic washing supplies in the room and barely managed to give the man a proper bath. He even thoroughly washed his hair before finishing.

“Feeling better now?”

Using his wind-type ability to dry Mo Qi’s hair, Mo Xiu rubbed his head and said with a smile.

The man squinted comfortably, thinking Mo Xiu was even more impressive.

This guy didn’t just get him food and clothes—now he had cleaned him up from head to toe.

This meal ticket was absolutely perfect!

Seeing Mo Qi’s lazy expression made Mo Xiu happy too.

He helped the man lie down on the bed, tucked the blanket around him, and said softly, “It’s late. Go to sleep.”

Then he lay down beside him and closed his eyes.

Mo Qi lay on the soft bed. Since arriving in this world, it was the first time he had felt so relaxed and comfortable.

Before long, he fell into a deep sleep.

But after sleeping for a while, he woke up because of the restless agitation inside his body.

He felt a bit hot, and the speed at which his body absorbed demonic qi had suddenly increased dramatically.

At first, he thought the heat was because the blanket was too thick.

But when he opened his eyes, he discovered that at some point, the person beside him had rolled over, climbed into his arms, and was now hugging him.

The two of them were about the same height, and Mo Xiu was a strong young man full of vitality.

He was like a furnace.

No wonder he felt hot.

Mo Qi sighed inwardly.

The heat didn’t bother him much.

What concerned him was the demonic qi stored inside his body.

Although this body wasn’t his original one, his spiritual consciousness and cultivation techniques were still there.

He still had hope of fully controlling this body—and even returning to his peak.

But obviously, that would take a very long time. Like water dripping through stone.

Yet just now, he suddenly sensed that the speed at which he absorbed and circulated demonic qi had increased dozens of times.

What was going on?

Mo Qi was surprised.

After arriving in this world, he had tried many methods, but none of them could accelerate the absorption of demonic qi.

If there was any variable, it was the man named Mo Xiu.

During the day Mo Qi hadn’t noticed it.

But at night, when everything was quiet—when demonic qi was most active and demonic cultivators cultivated the fastest—the change became obvious.

Wanting to verify whether Mo Xiu was the cause, Mo Qi struggled to move his body away from the person in his arms.

After finally dragging himself to the edge of the bed with great effort, he discovered something shocking.

The speed at which he absorbed demonic qi had indeed slowed down.

Then, when he stretched out his hand to touch Mo Xiu again—

Even pressing against him—

The absorption speed returned immediately.

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