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

Ai Wanxin's eyes turned slightly. Park Seung-ki, she had actually heard of this name. Among the presidents like Gao Danluo who came to power and stepped down, there was one with this name.

She raised her chin slightly towards Quan Zhengyu and said softly, "Jing."

Everyone was in danger at the time, and sobbing was heard everywhere. She spoke in a low voice and her syllables were very simple. Even if someone heard it, no one would take it to heart.

Except for the scenery.

Quan Zheng, who was moving forward with the crowd with his head down, suddenly stumbled. His legs were locked by something. The leg that was supposed to move forward was raised but could not move forward. His arms seemed to be glued to both sides of his body. He fell to the ground like a golden rooster standing on one leg.

A small circle suddenly appeared around him. Quan Zhengyu widened his tiny eyes and watched the floor rushing towards his flat nose. Just when he was about to bleed to death, a strong and slender hand gently supported his arm. Quan Zhengyu felt a warm current flowing from his arm to his whole body. His limbs suddenly became mobile. He supported himself on the ground with one palm and jumped up with great agility.

He slapped his chest in panic, his eyes trembling, and kept muttering, "What, what's going on? This place is so weird, so weird."

A clear voice came from the side: "What's weird? You're just about to go berserk."

Quan Zhengyu turned his head following the sound and saw a tall and straight woman in a dark printed sari standing beside him. It was she who had supported him just now.

Quan Zhengyu looked Ai Wanxin up and down, but apart from a pair of shining eyes, he could not see her appearance at all.

But those eyes were indeed a pair of Oriental eyes.

"What do you mean by mental frenzy?" Quan Zhengyu's dagger-like eyebrows were tightly knitted. "How did you know?"

Ai Wanxin's eyes flashed with undisguised sarcasm: "Because I'm a guide."

After saying that, his eyes lightly swept across Quan Zhengyu's face, and without waiting for him to react, he walked straight forward.

As a sentry, Quan Zhengyu certainly knew what mental frenzy meant. He just felt that the environment was unsafe and subconsciously did not want to expose himself to the possibility of being controlled by others.

However, when Quan Zhengyu heard Ai Wanxin say that she was a guide, he was so shocked that his feet jumped up to his head. Without stumbling for a second, he turned around, pushed aside the people blocking his way and chased after her.

"Wait... wait a minute." Quan Zhengyu hurried forward and reached out to grab Ai Wanxin's sari that was fluttering in the sea breeze, but he couldn't touch even a corner of her clothes no matter what.

Quan Zhengyu was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He squeezed next to Ai Wanxin and said in a low voice, "Are you the guide?"

Ai Wanxin said calmly: "Can't you feel it?"

Quan Zhengyu forced a big smile on his serious face: "Yes, yes, I feel it."

Just now he was unable to move because of the sudden mental frenzy. It was the woman in front of him who supported him and helped him channel the violent mental power. Although the contact was only for a very brief moment, he immediately regained the ability to move.

What does that mean?

This means that this woman is not only a guide, but also a guide of a very high level!

It is true that he is a sentinel, but he is a sentinel who cannot use his mental power at will, which means he is only slightly better than ordinary people.

So when he was on the boat, he was thinking about whether he could take the opportunity to call up a group of supporters to act as his pawns, but he didn't expect that the plan would be disrupted by a big fool.

The island is now full of dangers. If there is a guide around, then with his ability and status, he can at least build up a force, not to mention being able to walk all over the place, and maybe even compete with Park Seung-gi.

He must hold on tightly to this walking mountain of gold!

"Thank you for saving me just now. When I was on the boat, I saw everyone was in a mess and I couldn't take care of my own safety, so I chose to stand up. I didn't expect to consume so much mental energy. Fortunately, I met you." Quan Zhengyu followed Ai Wanxin with a hunched back and small steps. Because he was missing one shoe, he walked with one step higher than the other, which looked particularly funny.

He quickly glanced around to make sure that there were no sentries following Ai Wanxin - if there were, the sentries with strong territorial awareness would have come up and duel with him by now.

He smiled and said, "But it's very dangerous for you, a guide and a young woman, to be alone. Especially on this island, which is full of strange things. Why don't you travel with me? If you encounter any danger, I will do my best to protect you, just like I protect everyone on the ship."

Ai Wanxin chuckled, and the icy aura around her body dissipated a little. She said without looking away, "Are you strong? I need a sentinel to protect me, so it won't be your turn, right?"

Quan Zhengyu paused, his smile froze on his face, an undisguised fierce light flashed across his cloudy eyes, and he angrily said, "You!"

Before he finished speaking, Quan Zhengyu clenched his cheeks and swallowed the rest of the words. He put on a smiling face again, chased after Ai Wanxin and said, "That's not what I meant. You saw the monster in the sea just now. What's the use of force alone? Even ten sentinels are not enough to defeat the monster. There is an old saying in our country, 'The best military operation is to attack the enemy's plans, the next best is to attack their alliances, the next best is to attack their troops, and the worst is to attack their cities.' It means that everything must be won by wisdom, and force is the worst."

Ai Wanxin was really amused by him this time: "Is this what your country says? Why did you steal it in front of me?"

Quan Zhengyu pretended to be stupid and said: "Good cultural treasures should not be confined to one country or one place, but should be known by the whole world."

Ai Wanxin said speechlessly: "You are the most shameless person in the world. The best strategy is to attack the enemy's plan. What else? What does it have to do with you?"

Quan Zhengyu leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I know the real secret of this island."

Ai Wanxin said nonchalantly: "Eternal life, who doesn't know that?"

Quan Zhengyu shook his head vigorously and lowered his voice even more: "Those are all tricks used to deceive ignorant fools. What I know is the real secret!"

Ai Wanxin then turned around, looked into his extremely determined eyes, and asked, "Let's not talk about what the secret is. How did you know such an important secret?"

She seemed to glance at Quan Zhengyu's bare foot unintentionally, and the contempt and suspicion in her tone were obvious.

At this time, they had been "driven" by the metal ball to the door of a square building. The laser light barrier was retracted, and waiting in front of them was a team of humanoid robots armed with live ammunition.

The robots moved forward silently and divided the crowd into smaller cubes. Each cube was taken away separately and sent into the dark doorways of the square building one after another.

Quan Zhengyu stuck close to Ai Wanxin, afraid of getting separated from her.

Seeing the emotionless eyes of the humanoid robot turning in their direction, Quan Zhengyu said very quickly: "That was information that I spent a lot of money on - my intelligence personnel spent a lot of effort to get from the Presidential Palace."

"I don't know if you can live forever on this island, but I can prevent you from dying in the real doomsday."