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

The shuttle slowly landed, and before the hatch opened, Ai Wanxin asked, "I have one last question. Are your Marshal and Wagner lovers?"

Jon's chin dropped an inch. He looked at Ai Wanxin's serious and curious eyes and stammered, "It should...it shouldn't be. Marshal Schnatter likes women. There is probably no one in the Federation who doesn't know this."

Ai Wanxin smiled slightly and said, "That's good, Major General. I have to make it clear that I am not asking this because of discrimination or prejudice. I just want to make sure. After all, it is better to demolish ten temples than to destroy a family. I cannot do anything immoral."

Jon had a bad feeling in his heart. He leaned over to block the wide-open door and said with a tingling scalp, "What do you want to do? Did you take what I just said to heart?"

Ai Wanxin patted his shoulder and looked into his light brown eyes sincerely: "How could that be? Of course I listened to you. You said the marshal was a villain and asked me not to offend him. I won't, don't worry, ah."

After saying that, he walked straight past him, leaving Jon alone and messy.

Don't treat me like a child! You don't look like you're listening at all!

As Jon chased out, he had a conflict between his conscience and his desires in his mind.

On the one hand, he felt that he had found a commander-in-chief meal substitute who could perfectly deceive everyone, but on the other hand, he doubted that he had found an ancestor, and it was hard to say whether they could live to see the day to implement the plan.

Ai Wanxin, who walked ahead, did not go too far. She stopped in the middle of the long bridge.

Not far in front of her, two men also stopped and looked at her from a distance.

Jon took a closer look, frowned slightly, and hurried over.

Standing closer was an old man with white hair. His soft, pale hair was neatly combed behind his head. Judging from his hair color, he must be at least seventy years old, but his face did not look like it.

He has a ruddy complexion, firm skin, and full cheeks. He is tall, well-proportioned, and has a straight back. It is obvious that he has maintained this figure through years of exercise.

If Jon didn't know his background, he would never believe that he was nearly eighty years old.

Half a step behind the old man stood a black-haired man with an exquisite and cold golden mask on his face, revealing only a pair of eyes as deep as pools. His cold gaze seemed to be able to penetrate people's souls.

The man was taller than the old man, with broad shoulders and a straight back, and a sturdy figure. It was the first time Jon saw him, and he couldn't help but take a closer look. It must be said that this man's physique and aura were among the best and most outstanding even among the knights at that time.

"Major General Jon." The old man was the first to break the silence, "It's nice to see you again."

Jon nodded coldly: "Fredrich."

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Hearing this name, Ai Wanxin finally turned her gaze away from the man wearing the golden mask.

She carefully looked at the old man in front of her, his sharp and deep facial features, the perfect demeanor he maintained even though he was embarrassed by Jon on the spot, and the strong sense of disobedience he gave people...

Ai Wanxin's pupils suddenly shrank for a moment. Isn't this the richest man in Thunder Bay, Arthur Frederick, the behind-the-scenes owner of Atlantis Island, the guy who calls himself Atlas?

He looked different from what Xue Muqing remembered, so Ai Wanxin didn't recognize him at first glance. Her attention was on the man behind Atlas.

At this moment, the holographic projection in Xue Muqing's memory seemed like an upgraded version of the old man compared to the Atlas in front of him. It was more perfect and younger, but the facial features were indeed the same, there was no mistake.

Ai Wanxin controlled her gaze and quickly glanced at the man behind Atlas.

Brother Han, why are you with Atlas?

Yin Yanhan met Ai Wanxin's gaze without flinching. Although she now had a completely unfamiliar face, how could he not recognize her?

However, since she came here hiding her identity, she must have had her own arrangements. Yin Yanhan did not show the slightest sign of abnormality and stood beside Atlas like a silent iceberg.

Atlas smiled amiably and said with a hint of regret, "Major General Jon, you are here to see Marshal Schnatter, right? It's a pity that the Marshal is busy with military affairs today and has no time to meet with me. I hope you can convey my greetings to the Marshal when you meet him. If the Marshal can take the time to meet with me, I will be very grateful."

Ai Wanxin blinked in confusion. The marshal looked like he had nothing to do. Why didn't he want to see him? Was he trying to make fun of him?

Jon said stiffly, "Don't thank me. I can't help you with this. You don't have to expect anything. The Marshal is still waiting for us. Goodbye."

Atlas did not get entangled and stepped aside. In fact, the bridge was very spacious and no one could block anyone. He stopped just now simply because Ai Wanxin was too surprised to see Yin Yanhan here.

Until she walked off the bridge with Jon, Ai Wanxin felt a gaze falling on her vest, but she couldn't look back. She could only suppress the question of why Yin Yanhan was with Atlas and appeared on the flagship of the Federal Navy Marshal until she dealt with the marshal first.

On the bridge, Atlas, like Yin Yanhan, watched the backs of Ai Wanxin and Qiao En disappear into the distance. He chuckled and said, "I thought this major general and the marshal were not on good terms. It seems that the arm is no match for the thigh. He brought a woman with him. He must be trying to please the marshal."

"Maybe we should try this route, too. What do you think, son?"

Only when Ai Wanxin was no longer visible did Yin Yanhan look away and said sparingly, "He doesn't deserve it."

Atlas obviously misunderstood Yin Yanhan's meaning. He smiled and shook his head, saying, "In terms of character, he certainly doesn't deserve it, but... forget it, you finally came back, let's talk about these things later."

On the other side, Ai Wanxin and Qiao En left the tarmac. Ai Wanxin asked, "Who was the person you just talked to? You seemed annoyed by him. Also, why didn't your marshal want to see him?"

Jon pursed his lips and said, "What do you want me to say about this? The island you came from was his. He wanted to see the marshal because he wanted to get his support, but the marshal probably didn't want to get involved, so he refused to see him."

"What's the matter?" Ai Wanxin asked.

Jon's head ached slightly. Why was she still such a curious baby?

But Jon had to answer. If he didn't, God knew what she would do. She might even ask Schnatter!

It must be said that Jon had begun to understand Ai Wanxin a little. Before her patience ran out, Jon quickened his pace and said, "All the surviving heads of state on Earth want to unite and form a coalition government. He should be here for this purpose."

"However, as you know, Earth will soon join the Interstellar Federation. After what I just told you, the parliament is very averse to the high-ranking military officials getting close to the local government. I guess it's for this reason that the marshal doesn't want to see him."

"But this has nothing to do with you. Just listen to it and don't take it to heart."