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

This part of the journey was much more difficult than the one when we went to Eucalyptus City to pick up the convoy.

The further north you go, the more the temperature drops.

The earth was covered in white, and at a glance, there was almost no living creature to be seen.

The wind was strong and the snow was heavy at high altitude. Although he was wearing polar outdoor equipment, Ai Wanxin still mobilized his supernatural powers to maintain his body temperature.

Except for the ice-attributed golden hound, the other four spirit bodies consume spiritual power at twice the usual rate.

Halfway through the journey, several people landed in a small mountain courtyard that was almost buried in snow for a short rest.

After landing, Ai Wanxin released the kitten first and prepared to help them vent.

The little cat had eaten a large meal of the Sentinel Spirit Pearl and has now become a chubby little pig.

Seeing Ai Wanxin release it, the three of them couldn't help but look at Tuoba Qing.

Tuoba Qing didn't show any surprise, so the three of them understood that he also knew that Ai Wanxin was a guide.

Ai Wanxin's kitten is an angelic cat with a very good temper. Normally, if it is allowed to choose, it likes to be held by Yin Yanhan, but it never struggles when Pei Junlin and He Yang want to hold it.

But today was a little unusual. After the kitten landed, it first trotted two steps towards Yin Yanhan, then suddenly stopped and turned to look at Tuoba Qiong.

It tilted its little head, and there was a hint of confusion in its amber eyes.

Tuoba Qing paused, feeling the muscles on his back become a little stiff. For a moment, he seemed to feel that Xiaomaozi's clear eyes could see through his eyes and see the sinful soul in his body.

However, the kitten just looked at him in confusion for a while, meowed in a baby voice, and left a string of plum blossom footprints on the snow with its little paws. It turned around and ran towards Yin Yanhan.

Yin Yanhan bent down to pick it up and placed it on his broad shoulders. The kitten licked its little paws that had stepped on the snow, then tilted its head to lick Yin Yanhan's earlobe.

Before his ears turned red, Yin Yanhan turned and went into the woods behind the house, ready to chop down an old tree for firewood.

At this moment, Tuoba Qing's shoulders relaxed slightly. It was difficult for him to describe the feeling in his heart.

God gave him a chance to start over, but made him live in fear of being exposed from beginning to end.

Is it to make him atone for his sins...?

Pei Junlin cleared the snow that buried the hut. He Yang threw the heavy supply bag on his back and called Ai Wanxin, "Sweetheart, let's go in."

Ai Wanxin looked at the backpack on his back and really wanted to put it into the space.

To be honest, He Yang has returned to his position. He hasn't done anything weird for such a long time. In fact, the matter of the space is not a big problem for him. Besides, it seems like he has guessed it.

But A-Qong is also there. If he is the fourth sentinel, it would be okay to tell him.

In terms of characteristics, he awakened his superpowers before the end of the world, he is a dual-system mutant Sentinel, and his spiritual form is a giant snake, all of which are matched.

But why doesn't it return to its original position? Is it because there is no CPU for it?

But... Ai Wanxin looked at Tuoba Qing. She didn't know if it was because of his name and background, but she always felt that he looked lonely and isolated. He was not as tough and resistant as He Yang. Ai Wanxin felt that if she controlled Tuoba Qing, he might break into pieces.

Noticing Ai Wanxin's scrutinizing gaze, Tuoba Qing turned around and said softly, "Come in, it's too cold outside."

On the other side, Yin Yanhan came back dragging a log as thick as a tire. The little cat squatted steadily on the trunk, seeming to like this new "mount" very much.

After entering the yard, the kitten jumped down the log in two steps, climbed nimbly along Ai Wanxin's legs to her shoulders, and rubbed her cold cheek with his head tilted.

An arc of electricity shot out from Yin Yanhan's palm, and Ai Wanxin hurriedly said, "Wait a moment."

The arc dissipated, Yin Yanhan raised his eyes and asked, "What happened?"

Ai Wanxin pointed at the log and said with shining eyes: "Brother Han, I want to see that."

She made a motion of tearing something with both hands.

Yin Yanhan looked at her with amusement and helplessness, then produced a black long knife in his palm and chopped off a piece of log with a wave of his hand.

He grabbed the log with one hand, grabbed the edge of the log with the other hand, exerted force with his shoulder and back, and with a "bang", the foot-thick log was torn apart by his bare hands and thrown on the snow.

Ai Wan nodded contentedly: "Yes, that's it. If it doesn't snow, can you perform it for me again without clothes?"

"Sweetheart, I can show you right now—" He Yang reached out to take off his coat.

"I don't want to." Ai Wanxin hugged the kitten tightly, turned around and went into the hut, "Come in, come in, it's so cold~~".

He Yang followed him relentlessly: "Why not, sweetheart, I have everything he has."

......

Although he failed to show off his eight-pack abs and strong pectoral muscles, He Yang still took the opportunity to demonstrate his cooking skills.

Duck meat, frozen corn and barley cakes, seasoned with chocolate sauce.

He Yang served Ai Wanxin a big bowl of chocolate: "Sweetheart, my mother has trained me to cook since I was a child, so that I can cook for my wife in the future. This chocolate sauce is my treasure, it is not expired, you can try it."

Ai Wanxin frowned as she took the bowl of unknown objects: "My mother said that men deliberately mess up housework so that they don't have to do housework in the future."

He Yang said cheerfully: "Nonsense, you didn't..."

The other three people stabbed him with sword-like eyes. He Yang shuddered and swallowed the word "Mom" that was on the tip of his tongue. He quickly changed the topic and said, "Are you not married?"

Ai Wanxin raised her eyelids: "You don't seem to want to say this."

Pei Junlin snatched the bowl from her hand: "Baby, this might be poisonous, so eat what I brought."

"Don't talk nonsense, this is delicious, give it back to me--"

He Yang stretched out his arm to grab the bowl.

"Forget it." Ai Wanxin sighed, snapped his left fingers, and a table of hot food appeared in front of everyone.

It was a table of home-cooked meals, which Ai Wanxin had found time to buy or make herself after her rebirth.

There was silence in the hut for a moment, and He Yang clenched his right fist and smashed it into his left palm.

"I knew it." He said somewhat proudly.

"Did you cook all of this?" Tuoba Qing asked, looking at the table full of dishes.

Ai Wanxin and Xiaomaozi tilted their heads in sync.

It would be fine if He Yang wasn't surprised, but why was Tuoba Qing so calm?

“I made the scrambled eggs with persimmon.”

Because of what she said, the last plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes was divided up the most cleanly.

After dinner, Ai Wanxin counselled the four people separately and was about to set out again when the golden hound on guard outside suddenly let out a low growl of warning, and a strong smell of blood came into the house through the gap in the window.