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

"It looks like the abbreviation of a name." Qiong stood beside her, looking down at the three letters on the notebook.

Jing laughed and said, "What idiot would write his name in the gang's account book?"

"Who knows? Maybe an idiot can understand another idiot better. Why don't you analyze his/her mental journey?" Qiong replied coldly.

These two brothers would start fighting after just three sentences. Ai Wanxin had already made up his mind when he closed the notebook and handed it to Ji Lanlan.

She would never take them out together again until she read "Don't Be a Family in Hot Water" and put it into practice.

After the little seeker beast and his companions emptied the vault and returned to the boxing ring, Ai Wanxin took the black hard drive, and the five of them split up into two groups. She and Qiong returned to Science City, while Jing went to settle Ji Lanlan and You Hongda, and they separated temporarily.

It was dark at night, and Ai Wanxin and Qiong walked side by side on the wooded path in Science City.

Today, all municipal lighting has not been restored, and only the boundless sea of ​​stars and the Milky Way as bright as a white silk hang in the sky.

The silvery starlight fell on their shoulders, and Ai Wanxin could clearly feel the totem under the skin of her right arm getting slightly warm.

What on earth is this?

Qiong gazed at Ai Wanxin's profile as she fell into deep thought. No matter in the past life or this life, the opportunity to be with her alone and quietly like this was always rare and precious.

Since the ancient Earth era, she has always been surrounded by countless followers. He was once her closest and most trusted Knight of Divine Revelation, but he was not the only one. In the end, he even lost this honor.

He didn't understand her intention at that time. He was consumed by jealousy and pain and made an irreparable mistake.

Now that God has given him a chance to start over, he will not allow anyone to hurt her again.

He will not let go of any of the "Blue Fox" troops who dared to offer a reward for her, and those who stood behind "Blue Fox".

"A-Qiong?" Ai Wanxin grabbed his wrist and pulled him out of the abyss of regret and hatred. "You can't go any further. This is the girls' dormitory."

Tuoba Qiong came back to his senses, held Ai Wanxin's hands in his palms, lowered his head and silently stroked her slightly calloused fingertips.

Seeing Mr. Qiong's worried eyes, Ai Wanxin took a step forward, put her arms around his broad shoulders, patted him gently, and said softly, "Don't worry, I have emptied their vaults. This is called cutting off the source of the trouble. Now, it's my turn to offer a reward to them."

Qiong was slightly stunned: "Offer a reward for them?"

"Blue Fox isn't the only one doing business in the black market." Ai Wanxin chuckled, "I really want to see what their expressions will be when they find out they've been offered a bounty."

When going upstairs, Ai Wanxin met an unexpected person.

Sang Mingying came out of the dormitory next door carrying a basin of clothes and happened to meet her.

Sang Mingying glanced at her from side to side, and finally pulled out a forced smile: "You just came back, is the coursework at Sentinel Academy very tight?"

Ai Wanxin glanced at her strangely. Washing clothes at three in the morning, what kind of habits do people in the Academy of Sciences have?

The encounter with Sang Mingying did not leave any trace in Ai Wanxin's mind. She had too many things to worry about, such as why the totem on her right arm was always slightly hot tonight.

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"Dean, where are you taking me?" The tender voice of the child made Ai Wanxin, who was sleeping, a little confused. She slowly opened her eyes, and a wooden corridor that she had never seen before appeared in front of her. The bright windows on the left were receding, one high and one low.

A gentle female voice sounded almost next to her ear: "Dean mother is going to take our little Asaiah to meet his new father."

"After meeting his new father, our little Asaiah will have a home."

"Our little Asaiah has a brother and a sister in his new home. Aren't you happy, my baby?"

The female voice spoke very softly and soothingly, and while speaking, her hands were gently patting her back. Ai Wanxin was shocked all over and completely sober. She then realized that she had turned into the body of a five or six-year-old child, being held in someone's arms and walking forward!

This feeling was so weird that she immediately struggled to get out of that man's arms, but found that she couldn't control her current body at all.

She suddenly realized that she had fallen into Asaiah's dream again, or rather, Asaiah's memories.

Ai Wanxin stopped trying to break free. She heard little Asaiah curiously ask, "New sister? Is she younger than me? Is she younger than Panpan's sister?"

The woman holding her laughed, and the vibration of her chest was transmitted to her small body, making little Asaiah laugh as well.

"Even younger than you, she should be about the same age as Panpan. When you see her later, you can ask your sister yourself, baby."

Little Asaiah was immediately happy. She hugged the woman's neck tightly and rubbed her cheek affectionately: "Then Dean Mom, will you go to the new home with me?"

There was a small white jade earring hanging on the woman's earlobe, which was icy cold. Ai Wanxin felt that little Asaiah couldn't help but rub it again.

The woman coaxed softly, "Dean Mom can't go with the baby, but when the baby grows up, he can come back to see Dean Mom."

"Little Asaiah promised Dean Mama that he could come back to see Dean Mama after five Christmases after we move to our new home, okay?"

Ai Wanxin understood that the director was worried that if little Asaiah kept talking about wanting to go back to the orphanage, his new family would dislike him. If he was abandoned again, it would be very hurtful to the child.

But she was also a little curious, who was the person who adopted the future commander-in-chief of the Galactic Expeditionary Force?

The dean carried little Asaiah all the way to the gate. Some children who were playing in the playground saw this and ran after them. They each held the gap in the iron gate and looked at the stretched sedan parked at the gate with envy and longing.

They all knew that a child was adopted and that a child was going to have a home.

Seeing the dean carrying little Asaiah out, the driver got out of the car and walked around to the back seat on the other side. He opened the back door and a middle-aged man in a black shirt and silver-gray suit pants got out of the back seat.

He was tall and burly, with a serious face and eyes as deep as a pool. The dean looked at him and turned away involuntarily. She felt a little rude and tried to focus her eyes on the man's tall nose and said, "Mr. Jin, this is little Asaiah."

"Asaiah, call me daddy." The dean rocked little Asaiah in his arms.

But little Asaiah looked at the man and said nothing.

The dean was a little anxious. She smiled and wanted to explain, but the man raised his hand to stop her.

He reached out and took little Asaiah from the dean's arms, and said in a low and cold voice: "It's not necessary."

He simply nodded, holding little Asaiah and sitting back in the car. The dean leaned down and handed over a small schoolbag hanging in his hand, saying, "Mr. Jin, these are Asaiah's things. There are toys that she must hold when she goes to sleep."

"It's washed clean." She added subconsciously.

Mr. Jin said without looking away: "No need."

The driver politely but firmly asked the dean to move aside. He closed the door, trotted back to the driver's seat, and started the car directly.

The dean was carrying the old but clean little schoolbag and staring at the car that was driving away.

Will her little Asaiah be happy in his new home?