Chapter 17 Unexpected Events.

Mo Xiu didn't say anything more after that, but simply closed her eyes to rest.

Looking at the quiet young man in his arms, Mo Qi narrowed his eyes. He was all too familiar with the other's expression at that moment.

He had lived a long life and seen many people and things. What he had just seen was a look filled with hatred and resentment.

Almost instantly, Mo Qi understood one thing: Mo Xiu had enemies within the Shanhe Base.

And Mo Xiu's enemy is his enemy!

Mo Qi wouldn't investigate the reasons, just as he never cared why, back in the cultivation world, apart from being a demonic cultivator, he hadn't done anything immoral. Why were those righteous people so determined to get rid of him?

In the days that followed, they continued their journey as planned.

However, Mo Qi's mindset had changed somewhat. Considering that he might have to cover for Mo Xiu, he cultivated much more diligently than before.

It is precisely because of this that his adaptation to and control over his body is steadily increasing.

As Mo Qi's condition improved, others gradually became aware of it.

It's not hard to tell, after all, in the past this person had to be carried around, had difficulty speaking, and had to be fed.

But now, he can walk and move around on his own. Although he is still a bit slow in his movements and speaks slowly, he can finally communicate normally with Mo Xiu.

This made them wonder if they had been wrong about Mo Qi being a fool all along.

Actually, this person isn't stupid; he was just acting that way because he was sick. But now he's slowly recovering, so he's starting to return to normal.

They said that even if Mo Xiu really liked that face, she couldn't possibly marry a fool.

However, regardless of whether Mo Qi was a fool or not, everyone still believed that he was just a gigolo who depended on Mo Xiu, and they looked down on him from the bottom of their hearts.

Of course, they certainly wouldn't dare show it in front of Mo Xiu. Everyone knows that Mo Qi is his precious treasure.

Compared to Mo Xiu, Mo Qi, a demonic cultivator who has lived for thousands of years, is actually more sensitive to the malice of others, but he doesn't care.

He even found it quite amusing to be seen as a gigolo who lived off women.

After all, in his previous life, he was forced to rely on his own strength, his own strength, his own strength.

In this world, he's finally reaping the benefits of his good looks!

In truth, Mo Qi knew that Mo Xiu's attraction wasn't based on his looks. But that didn't stop him from occasionally fantasizing that the other person would fall head over heels for him, and secretly relishing the thought.

After he was able to communicate normally, he privately asked Mo Xiu why she went to save him. After all, he had never found a person named Mo Xiu in the original owner's memories.

Mo Xiu's answer was also vague, only saying that she had helped him in the past, but he didn't remember it.

So, it was a good deed done by the original owner?

Mo Qi didn't feel upset about it; he was simply grateful that this cause and effect had fallen on him. It could only mean that he and Mo Xiu were destined to be together.

The journey that followed was quite remote, so there were no large towns for them to rest in; they only occasionally saw villages. They didn't gather many supplies, and they encountered even fewer people.

Although this way there are no zombies to bother us, we have fewer supplies, and we can't keep up with the demand for food and rest.

"It's a pity there's no one in the team with spatial abilities, otherwise it would be much more convenient." Mo Xiu said with a frown and some frustration as she drove.

Upon hearing this, Mo Qi recalled the various spatial artifacts he had used in his previous life. If placed in the apocalypse, they would truly be divine artifacts for storing resources.

Unfortunately, in this new world, those magical artifacts are no longer there.

However, once I recover, I can try to refine one for Mo Xiu.

In his previous life, Mo Qi was a rogue cultivator. The biggest characteristic of a rogue cultivator is that they are versatile, so Mo Qi can also make magical artifacts.

When I finish making it, I'll give it to Mo Xiu. He'll be very happy.

While the man was pondering the matter of giving a gift, Mo Xiu was also thinking about how to make their lives better.

Although the conditions at the Shanhe base will definitely be better than on the road, it's not enough to just eat the instant food in my pocket for such a long journey.

In the past two days, when the car stopped, some people had already tried digging for edible wild vegetables around the area. Mo Xiu didn't dig any, although he recognized one or two kinds, but he didn't really want to eat wild vegetables.

He also asked Mo Qi, who, like him, was more interested in meat.

So the car stopped to rest again. Mo Xiu estimated that even if they kept driving, they wouldn't be able to reach the next town before dark.

So he simply parked the car earlier and chose a suitable place to set up camp. Then he set his sights on the nearby woods, hoping to hunt some game.

However, after what happened with Xi Wenlin, even though he had already killed the other party, Mo Xiu still learned from her mistake.

This time, to ensure Mo Qi's safety, he didn't leave immediately. Instead, he first found Lu Pingwan and Xiao Zhuang and asked them for help.

The little girl was delighted when she heard that Mo Xiu was going to hunt wild game. This meant they would have a chance to eat hot food, and maybe even fresh meat.

He immediately said, "When I got off the bus just now, I saw some edible mushrooms not far away. I used to pick mushrooms in the mountains when I was a child. I can pick some mushrooms and stew them with meat later."

Mo Xiu nodded upon hearing this and told Xiao Wan to gather some more firewood. He then instructed Zhuang Mingde to keep an eye on Mo Qi, making sure he ensured the other party's safety before leaving.

After Mo Xiu entered the woods, Lu Pingwan excitedly found the simple pot that had been stored in the car, added water, and got to work.

Thinking that once Mo Xiu returned, he could cook the prey directly.

While Lu Pingwan was diligently performing her duties, Zhuang Mingde on the other side seemed utterly bored. He glanced at Mo Qi, thinking with some annoyance, "Just a pretty boy, what's so interesting about him?"

Zhuang Mingde and Lu Pingwan had become quite familiar with each other over this period of time, and he couldn't help but complain to her, "Xiaowan, what do you think Brother Mo sees in Mo Qi?"

Aside from his pretty face, he's a complete useless piece of trash, and he even needs to be fed all the time.

Zhuang Mingde's eyes were full of disdain. Lu Pingwan pursed her lips when she heard this and said softly, "That's Mo Ge's own business. Let's not say any more about it."

After saying that, the little girl ran off to gather mushrooms and firewood.

Xiao Zhuang watched Lu Pingwan's departing figure, scoffed disdainfully, and said nothing more.

Looking at the spacious back seat of the SUV and Mo Qi sitting comfortably in the back, she felt another wave of jealousy.

Why should this good-for-nothing get to enjoy all this?

Following this, Zhuang Mingde sat down as well. Leaning back in his seat, he soon became drowsy.

Even when Mo Qi said he needed to get out of the car to relieve himself, he just let it go in one ear and out the other, not taking it to heart at all.

He casually said, "Don't go too far," and then closed his eyes again, bidding farewell to the Duke of Zhou (a figure in Chinese mythology associated with sleep).

Mo Qi wasn't surprised by the other party's attitude and slowly walked into the woods by himself.

At first, Mo Qi just wanted to relieve himself, but after he finished, he sensed an unusual aura not far away.

The aura was somewhat similar to the mutated sunflower he had killed before, which made Mo Qi's mind wander.

He absorbed the core of a mutated sunflower, which restored his strength to such an extent. If he were to absorb another one, wouldn't he be able to completely control this body?

With that in mind, Mo Qi walked in the direction he sensed without hesitation.

After some time, he finally arrived at the location of the aura, only to find that it was not a mutated plant at all.

Instead, it was a person with brightly colored hair, their face covered in blood, lying on the ground, their fate unknown.

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