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

Ai Wanxin pushed Zhang Huaiyuan into the house.

Zhang Huaiyuan staggered and fell into the entrance hall, his palms on the ground, which were covered with sticky unknown stains.

He didn't even bother to wipe it off. He supported himself with his hands behind his back and subconsciously stepped back.

"Wanxin, what are you doing?"

"Let's talk nicely. Did your uncle say something wrong to upset you?"

"Uncle apologizes to you, please don't hold it against him, okay?"

Ai Wanxin walked slowly into the door.

The beam of the strong flashlight hit Zhang Huaiyuan's face, and he turned away uncomfortably.

Raising his elbow to block the glaring light, Zhang Huaiyuan forced himself to open his eyes.

At a glance, his eyes fell on a rotten human head not far away.

Half of the scalp was still left on the head, and the cheeks and eye sockets were hollowed out. Maggots were crawling in and out of the empty eye sockets.

Zhang Huaiyuan’s eyes widened, his heart suddenly contracted, his face turned pale, and a scream was stuck in his throat, he could only make gasping sounds of “Ah-ah-ah”.

Ai Wanxin glanced at the rotting head indifferently: "Your nephew, look."

Zhang Huaiyuan trembled all over, and crawled on all fours to the feet of Ai Wanxin.

He grabbed Ai Wanxin's trouser leg and said in panic, "Wanxin, Wanxin, Xiao Shen has let you down. It's his fault. I scolded him, but you also know that I can't control him since he's not my biological son. It's none of your uncle's business. Please let me go, please let me go."

"Oh? You know he's sorry to me?" Ai Wanxin raised her eyes with a little surprise.

"No, no, I'm just guessing. I have no evidence and it's not easy for me to tell you casually. Isn't this trying to sow discord between you? I don't know." Zhang Huaiyuan shook his head in panic, trying to make amends.

Ai Wanxin squatted down and gently pinched one of Zhang Huaiyuan's wrists.

"Do you remember what you said to me when we first met?"

"You said, Wanxin, you are just like Xiaoshen. You lost your loved ones when you were young. You suffered a lot."

"But things will be different in the future. You have Xiao Shen and me. I will definitely love you like a daughter."

"Do you remember?" Ai Wanxin said softly.

Zhang Huaiyuan was shaking all over, and he said tremblingly: "Uncle, uncle is sincere, Wanxin."

"What color is true love?" Ai Wanxin pointed her index finger at Zhang Huaiyuan's heart and raised her eyelids to look into his eyes.

"Since you are sincere, let's dig it out and see if it is true, okay?"

"Heart... If your heart is dug out, you'll die!" Zhang Huaiyuan burst into tears, shook his head and tried to step back, but Ai Wanxin held his wrist tightly and he couldn't move.

"So you think you can still survive?" Ai Wanxin glanced at him with amusement.

In an instant, Zhang Huaiyuan's face turned from pale to red. He cursed hysterically without caring about anything: "You, you vicious woman! You are so cruel, no wonder your parents don't want you, Xiao Shen doesn't want you, no one wants you, everyone abandons you, you are doomed to die alone!"

Ai Wanxin lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes hiding the expression in her eyes.

"You are right. Maybe I am destined to be a lonely star, but in this life, you don't get to make the choice."

She exerted force on her hand, and with a crisp sound, Zhang Huaiyuan's right hand was bent back in a strange posture and hung at his wrist.

He raised his head and let out a shrill scream.

"boom--"

"Bang bang—"

There was a dull knock on the door from the master bedroom.

Zhang Huaiyuan shuddered and turned to look at the white wooden door.

The key inserted in the European door lock swung and hit the door panel, making a jingling sound.

"So...what's in there?"

Ai Wan didn't even raise his head, slowly put down his broken right hand, stretched out his hand to lift his other wrist, and with a flick of two fingers, the broken wrist bone pierced the skin, revealing bone fragments with pink flesh and blood.

"Ah——" Zhang Huaiyuan cried out in pain again.

"You're quite free." Ai Wanxin couldn't help but chuckle.

"Bang——" The wooden door of the master bedroom was shaking.

Without further delay, she stood up and broke one of Zhang Huaiyuan's ankles with one foot.

Ai Wanxin said to him in a gentle tone she had never used before: "But you are wrong about one thing. There is no one in the world who is kinder than me. I never do anything to the extreme, so I will give you a chance to escape."

"I'll leave you one foot. Whether you can run away or not is entirely up to you."

“Remember to be grateful.”

Under Zhang Huaiyuan's extremely horrified eyes, Ai Wanxin smiled and slowly backed away.

"Crash——" The door of the master bedroom was finally knocked open.

Several ragged zombies, with rotting flesh all over their bodies, staggered out of the room.

Ai Wanxin waved her hand, and the cloth balls stuffed in the zombies' mouths were all burned to ashes.

The zombies roared excitedly at the smell of fresh flesh and blood, and their white-filmed eyes all fell on Zhang Huaiyuan.

"Ah-ah-don't come over here! Don't come over here!" Zhang Huaiyuan propped himself up on the ground with his elbows and pushed back with all his strength on his only intact foot.

Ai Wanxin stood at the entrance, admiring his desperate and terrified expression, but her thoughts drifted to who knows where.

A strong hand reached out from behind, tightly grasped Ai Wanxin's arm, pulled her out of the door, and fell into a warm embrace.

It was like being pulled back to the world from hell.

The door slammed shut, the broken lock melted and spread, and the entire door merged with the wall.

Ai Wanxin came back to her senses and looked at Yin Yanhan and Pei Junlin who were standing on her left and right.

"Why are you here?" she asked.

"Let's go out for a walk." Pei Junlin said with a smile, squinting his eyes, as if he had not heard anything just now.

Ai Wanxin glanced at them distrustfully.

I wonder if these two guys are going to kill zombies in the middle of the night?

How did I find two such stubborn teammates? I’m so angry!

"Let's go and see if you've caught any fish." Ai Wan remembered something important and asked the two to go downstairs.

The three of them stood in the corridor on the second floor, looking out the window in the direction of Lu Bufan.

The community was pitch black and completely silent.

In the darkness, the buildings looked like silent tombstones, with only the night wind occasionally bringing the howling of zombies in the distance.

"Honey, Trick or Treat!" Pei Junlin suddenly spoke up, breaking the deep silence.

Ai Wanxin was stunned: "Today is Halloween?"

Pei Junlin smiled and said, "Yeah, so are there any candies?"

Ai Wanxin thought about it seriously.

She silently took out two bags of brown sugar from the space and placed them solemnly in the palms of the two men.

"Take it," she coaxed.

Yin Yanhan stared down at the half-pound bag of traditional brown sugar in his hand for three full seconds, and then put his bag in Pei Junlin's hand.

"You have trauma, and I'll give it to you."

Ai Wanxin perked up and asked curiously, "What kind of trauma?"

Pei Junlin's eyes lit up: "That's a long story!"

Yin Yanhan slowly took a half step back and quietly put on his headphones.

Ai Wanxin glanced at him curiously. This was the first time she saw Brother Han listening to music, she thought leisurely.

As the night faded, the clock soon pointed to six o'clock. Pei Junlin gently woke Ai Wanxin up and said angrily, "Baby, tell me, is it my eldest brother who is too much, or my second brother?"

Ai Wanxin shook her dizzy head and said in a daze: "Brother, you are going too far."

"Isn't my second brother too much? He said he took me out to ask for candy and then pushed me into the lake. He was too much, wasn't he?"

"Second brother, you are going too far." Ai Wanxin nodded repeatedly.

"Where is the third brother?" Pei Junlin asked.

"Third brother is such a piece of shit!" Ai Wanxin said indignantly, "Fourth brother and fifth brother are not much better!"

Pei Junlin was finally satisfied: "Then I'll tell you about their mothers later."

Ai Wanxin turned her boring gaze towards Yin Yanhan, who was resting with his eyes closed and wearing headphones.

Brother Han’s heart must be dark!