Sexy Mo Mo

Shen Mo placed the little fish in the lake and smiled at them. "Grow up well. I have high hopes for you."

The little fish had no idea what fate awaited them and swam foolishly toward the depths of the lake.

He followed the river upstream and arrived at the Spirit Spring. Sure enough, the springhead had filled up again.

He skillfully took out a container and collected the Spirit Spring Water, then drank a large bowlful.

Shen Mo sat cross-legged on the grass, digesting the spiritual energy within the Spirit Spring Water as he considered which Spiritual Root to pretend to have next.

The protagonist group already had enhancement, lightning, ice-water, wood, and fire types. He wanted something different.

If his Divine Soul had recovered, he could have used Divine Sense to disguise himself as a psychic type. Psychic abilities were also among the most sought-after abilities in the apocalypse.

Although his perception was quite strong, there was still a certain difference between it and psychic abilities.

He knew the plot, so Precognition Ability would not be bad either, but it was too limited and not very practical.

Besides, the plot was not set in stone. After all, he was an unexpected little butterfly; he might just trigger a tornado of butterfly effects.

Right, didn't he have space? Why not pretend to have a Spatial Ability?

That way, he could bring out all his supplies openly and legitimately. He could add other abilities later if necessary—no one said a person could only awaken one ability. Maybe someday he could pull off something big. How about every element? It sounded cool just thinking about it.

Having made up his mind, Shen Mo left the space and went to sleep in peace.

The golden cauldron-shaped mark in his Divine Sea flickered like stars in the night sky.

Ever since the Medicine Cauldron had entered the space, only this mark remained in his Divine Sea.

The mark remained in his Divine Sea, engraved upon his Divine Soul. No one but Shen Mo could use it, and it would only disappear along with his Divine Soul.

Early the next morning, Shen Mo was awakened by a knock on the door.

"Mo Mo, we're going out to gather supplies. Hurry and get up." Su Ze's gentle voice came from outside the door.

Shen Mo sprang upright like a carp, his mind still foggy. After staring blankly for three seconds, he regained his clarity.

He rubbed between his brows. "Got it. I'll be right down."

I shouldn't have insisted on going with them. They're interrupting my chance to sleep in!

Shen Mo felt a tiny bit regretful. Really, he could secretly protect his sister from the shadows, right?

Though that was what he thought, he still got up and began getting ready.

His clothes had still been borrowed from the male leads by his sister. Today's outfit was rather trendy, with several rips in the pants. They were probably Yang Xuan's clothes.

But they were still a little too big on him, exposing his pale collarbones at his neck and shoulders.

The jeans outlined the slender lines of his legs—perky butt, slim waist, long legs.

It looked good, but it was a little uncomfortable.

Shen Mo could only endure it for now. Once he revealed his ability, he would be able to openly wear the clothes he had collected himself.

And the pretty little dresses he had found for his sister.

After washing up quickly, Shen Mo ran downstairs to gather with everyone.

When Yang Xuan saw what Shen Mo was wearing, his face suddenly turned red for no apparent reason.

How could someone wear his clothes so... so suggestively? Were his clothes really that improper?

Shen Yue coughed heavily a few times, drawing everyone's attention away from Shen Mo. "Everyone's ready, so let's go."

It was her fault. She should have gathered more clothes for her younger brother while collecting supplies yesterday.

Seeing the stunned looks in those guys' eyes, Shen Yue wanted to go over and slap every one of them.

She had not forgotten how, when Su Ze told her about their original plan, she had felt as if the sky were collapsing.

Luckily, Mo Mo had returned through a twist of fate. Otherwise, she would never have forgiven them.

She had come so close to losing even the slightest hope.

Shen Yue shot everyone a vicious glare, then pulled Shen Mo into the car.

The male leads left behind looked at one another. First, they felt guilty about what they had done before. Second, they had genuinely been stunned by him just now.

Yang Xuan irritably ruffled his curly hair. "Let's go, let's go. What's there to look at? He's skinny as a weakling. He'll just hold us back later."