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

The old city of Frost City is located on the hillside of Lingdian Mountain, with its back against a cliff and the front tightly surrounded by a seven-meter-thick and twelve-meter-high city wall. In ancient times, it was a solid fortress that was easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Large searchlights were set up at regular intervals on the city wall, and the constant sweeping light illuminated the entire hillside as if it were daytime.

Near the foot of the mountain, the forest was burned, and countless wooden crosses were randomly inserted diagonally in the charred earth.

Thousands of rotting zombies were wandering in front of the cross.

Dark brown and pus-green body fluids dripped down from their shattered abdomens and broken limbs, mixing with melted snow water and even flowing down the hillside in a spider-web-like stream, filling the entire foot of the mountain with an unbearable stench.

Next to the city gate on the front of the old city stand two tall towers, which must have been renovated recently. There are new murals engraved on all four sides of the towers, which are very gorgeous with gold and silver paintings.

This abrupt splendor makes the foot and mountainside, which are not far away from each other, look like hell and heaven.

Ai Wanxin was wearing a tattered cloak, wrapping herself tightly from head to toe. She wore a pair of thick black-framed glasses on her nose, covering her beautiful and sharp eyebrows.

She was standing at the junction of the new city and the old city, still some distance away from the zombie group. In her hand was a hemp rope as thick as her wrist, at the end of which was a young zombie tied up tightly.

The hemp rope tied the zombie from its mouth to its lower abdomen, making it almost lose all its ability to attack.

This was a new actor she had carefully selected. He was not so completely rotten, his jaw was not dislocated, and the clothes he wore were decent, which was considered quite respectable among the zombies.

I heard from Brother Han that ever since Qin Tianlang and Sheng Xiuming broke up, the old city base has adopted a policy of easy entry but difficult exit. If one wants to sneak into the city, one only needs to wait for the team transporting new sacrifices to come down to the foot of the mountain at night and then follow them back to the city.

So the question is, she has been waiting here for half the night, where is the team delivering the new sacrifice?

"Hey--"

Just when she was getting impatient, a call as soft as the chirping of an insect came from behind her.

Ai Wanxin turned around, and her sharp eyes from behind her black-framed glasses scanned the eerie and terrifying buildings in the darkness.

"Here, above--" The voice was closer and clearer. Ai Wanxin could tell it was the voice of a little boy.

Following the sound, she looked diagonally upward to the right, and in front of her was a half-collapsed self-built house. Only half a wall and an aluminum window frame were left on the second floor. A rather childish face peeked out from the dark window, waving at her mysteriously.

"You called me?" Ai Wanxin asked.

The boy nodded and whispered, "Sister, come up."

Ai Wan thought about it and tied the "actor" to the nearby electric pole.

She went up to the second floor and a thin figure walked out from the shadows in the corner.

The boy looked to be about eleven or twelve years old, with sparse, dry hair, and a thin cotton coat that clung to his thin body.

He exhaled a puff of white air and asked tentatively, "Sister, you want to go to the old city with that?"

"Which one is that?" Ai Wanxin asked back.

The little boy stretched his neck to glance downstairs: "That's the one who failed the mutation."

"You call that a failed mutant?"

"Yes, that's what everyone in the city calls them. Some people also call them zombies." The little boy pronounced the word zombie very lightly and vaguely. "But the city lord said that they can all survive, so they are still human, but they failed to mutate."

Judging from his firm tone, he obviously believed in Sheng Xiuming's words.

Ai Wan was surprised and asked, "Does your city lord really mean what he said?"

The little boy raised his head and said, "Of course. Our city lord is really amazing. It turns out that these people who failed to mutate would bite anyone they saw. It was because the city lord rebuilt the Resurrection Hall and the statue of the Goddess of Resurrection. The Goddess of Resurrection bestowed blessings on these people who failed to mutate, allowing them to get rid of their hostility, regain their sanity, and never bite anyone again. So if the city lord says they can be resurrected, then they can definitely be resurrected."

Ai Wanxin widened her eyes slightly. What is the resurrected goddess?

A new god is created so soon?

Seeing her in a daze, the boy asked, "Sister, are you going to the old city? You can't get in now, but if you want to go, I know a path that can take you in."

Ai Wanxin was wondering: "Why can't I get in now?"

The boy lowered his voice and said, "Because the city lord said that the resurrection ceremony will be held soon. In order to ensure the smooth progress of the ceremony, starting from today, no one is allowed to enter or leave the old city, and martial law has begun."

Could it be that because we have obtained the remains of the Frozen Nebula, we can hold some kind of resurrection ceremony?

Ai Wanxin became more and more curious about Sheng Xiuming and the so-called resurrection of the dead.

After all, it is true that zombies stopped attacking humans.

Moreover, if Sheng Xiuming's myth of the resurrection goddess was just to build momentum for himself and it was actually just a cover for fraud, then he would not really hold this resurrection ceremony. After all, after the ceremony was completed, the dead could not be resurrected (which was natural), and all his halos would instantly collapse.

"Sister, why are you always in a daze?" asked the little boy.

Ai Wanxin came back to her senses: "Then why did you bring me into the city? Aren't you afraid of upsetting your city lord?"

The boy turned his head slightly, looked evasive and said, "Just follow me quietly, the city lord won't know."

This kid is weird!

The boy was not stupid. He immediately said, "We have no food at home. I sneaked out but couldn't find anything to eat. I can take you into the city, but you have to give me food."

He tried to steal a glance to see if Ai Wan believed it, but he only saw a face covered tightly by a cloak.

Ai Wanxin saw all the little actions of the boy.

Originally, she was planning to sneak into the city in a proper way, but now that she couldn't get through the open roads, it didn't matter how she sneaked in.

Adhering to the golden rule that since they were already here, Ai Wanxin threw him two packs of compressed biscuits from under her cloak. The boy stroked the thick biscuit packaging with surprise, lifted up the cotton coat on his belly, and stuffed the biscuits into the pocket of the coat he was wearing inside. He said repeatedly: "I'll take you to the city, I'll take you to the city right away!"

The boy hurried forward and grabbed Ai Wanxin's cloak, as if he was afraid that she would go back on her word.

Ai Wanxin let him pull her downstairs.

She untied the hemp rope that was wrapped around the "actor" zombie on the lamppost. The boy looked at the zombie curiously: "Sister, you don't have to tie him up so tightly when we get into the city. By the way, who is he to you?"

"He's my grandson." Ai Wan said calmly.