The Guide to the End of the World: Four Sentinels Compete for Favor

Ai Wanxin pulled Xiang Maosen down with her and handed him a manual: "Camera, show me how to install it."

Xiang Maosen squinted his eyes and looked at the instruction manual in his hand, which had words smaller than rice grains: "I don't have my reading glasses..."

Ai Wanxin took out a magnifying glass from somewhere and handed it to him: "I've prepared it for you, use it."

Xiang Maosen took the magnifying glass with a blank face and resignedly opened the first page of the instruction manual.

Xiang Maosen couldn't squat any longer after a while, so he sat down on the ground. Fang Xiaoge handed him a cushion with a tingling scalp, but Xiang Maosen pulled him back and said, "Young man, show me what this word is."

Fang Xiaoge had no choice but to take the instruction manual and study it carefully with his eyes narrowed.

Ai Wanxin glanced at Xiang Maosen with amusement. The old fox is worthy of being an old fox. He threw it away alive.

Finally, with the efforts of three people, two telephoto cameras as long as arms were assembled.

The warm winter sun shone through the large French windows onto the three people. Xiang Maosen was so hot that he took off his military jacket. He wiped the sweat from his gray hair and asked, "Wanxin, is the camera installed for propaganda purposes? To capture precious images of human beings' tenacious struggle for survival and self-improvement?"

Ai Wanxin turned on the camera and focused on it, saying, "No, Uncle Xiang, you know, I'm always wronged and all the dirty water is thrown on me. I have no choice but to buy myself insurance in advance."

Xiang Maosen was confused by what she said. He only felt that there was some grievance in her words. He said with some heartache: "Wanxin, you have been wronged."

"But..." Xiang Maosen thought for a moment and said, "You should try to avoid the kind of lynching in public that happened yesterday. If you want to move up, it's best not to do things that give people something to blame."

Ai Wanxin smiled and said, "I'm going up, where am I going?"

Xiang Maosen glanced at Fang Xiaoge, who immediately understood and patted his butt and stood up: "I'm going to the toilet."

After saying that, he walked away from the living room.

Xiang Maosen looked at the sparkling Xiyue Lake in the distance and said, "Wanxin, the maintenance of social order mainly depends on the law. The law is generally implemented by the state's coercive force, which is what we often call the state apparatus, such as the army, police, courts, etc."

“Before the end of the world, this power was completely in the hands of the state, but after the end of the world, it was greatly weakened.”

"Especially with the birth of the Sentinels, the situation has gotten even more out of control."

"The Parliament established the Security Bureau in such a short time because they felt the terrifying and uncontrollable power of the Sentinels."

"Like I told you before, there is a natural hierarchy among the Sentinels and an instinct to obey those of higher ranks. Therefore, compared to ordinary people who have not mutated, such as the Speaker—" Xiang Maosen said meaningfully, "the one who can finally obtain and control this power must be a Sentinel or Guide with outstanding abilities."

Ai Wanxin's eyebrows curved: "For example, me."

Xiang Maosen also smiled and said, "Yes, Wanxin, the news that your mental power has now surpassed the SP level has been reported back to Guanghui City. You still have four SP-level sentinels around you. Even if you are nominally working for the Security Bureau now, they will soon find out that they cannot control you."

"For forces that cannot be controlled, the Parliament's consistent approach, or rather, the current Speaker's consistent approach, is to eliminate them, even if you are likely to be humanity's hope for defeating the apocalypse."

"Because humans have been at the top of the food chain for many years and have never encountered a crisis that could overturn their race. Even if they did, past experiences would have made them arrogant."

"So, whether you want it or not, you have been dragged into this treacherous struggle. This is not only a struggle between humans and zombies and mutants, but also a struggle between humans. The struggle between humans is more complicated, cruel, and dirty. This is why I told you to leave as little evidence as possible that they might use as a weapon."

Ai Wanxin gazed at Xiang Maosen's thin and vigorous face in the sunlight. When she was still a minor, trapped alone in an orphanage, and when she had just entered society and was beaten to a pulp, she had thought about how happy it would be if there was an elder who could take care of her and give her advice.

Although it came a little late, it felt really good.

Ai Wanxin smiled and said, "Okay Uncle Xiang, I will be careful to do it more cleanly next time."

Xiang Maosen was stunned for a moment.

Is that what I mean?

He thought confusedly.

"Here it comes." Ai Wanxin looked towards the west side of the park with eyes as sharp as an eagle.

Xiang Maosen's eyesight was not that good, so Ai Wanxin took out a military telescope from a black iron box and handed it to him, saying, "Xiao Fangge, come to work."

Fang Xiaoge, who had lost himself in the huge house, responded vaguely: "Soon -"

Xiang Maosen picked up the telescope and looked towards the west side of the park in the direction of Ai Wanxin's finger.

A row of armored vehicles painted in camouflage patterns stopped among the lush weeds.

Through the telescope, Zhao Xiaodao took the lead and jumped out of the car.

He directed his men to open the rear door of the armored vehicle, and two of them carefully lifted out a shell as thick as a bucket.

Xiang Maosen suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Thermobaric bomb, what do they want to do?"

Fang Xiaoge finally came over, and Ai Wanxin pointed at one of the cameras and said to him, "Xiao Fangge, record all their actions. I'll leave this matter to you."

Fang Xiaoge said hurriedly: "Okay Sister Ai, I will do it."

In the camera's lens, Wang Dahe led the earth-type sentinels to dig a shallow pit on the ground and placed the thermobaric bomb steadily at the bottom of the pit.

Ai Wanxin asked curiously, "What is a thermobaric bomb? Can it explode if you step on it?"

Xiang Maosen frowned and said, "A thermobaric bomb can generate a temperature of 2000 degrees Celsius at the moment of explosion, which will instantly drain the surrounding oxygen and vaporize all objects within a radius of meters. It is also called a sub-nuclear bomb."

"Generally speaking, thermobaric bombs are not used like this, but if they are equipped with separate detonators, or are detonated by other explosions, such as when you summoned the fireball in the west of the city..." Xiang Maosen said worriedly.

Sure enough, after the thermobaric bomb was placed, Zhao Xiaodao attached a small box to the warhead position.

After setting up this location, Zhao Xiaodao and his men placed bombs at four other locations in Xiyue Lake Park.

All of this was clearly captured by a high-powered camera.

Ai Wanxin watched them working hard until dark, and couldn't help but smile: "If this thing got blown up in there, wouldn't it be vaporized instantly, leaving not even a bone residue?"