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

Ai Wanxin followed their gaze and looked up into the sky, and saw that at regular intervals above the main road, there was an iron-gray metal ball the size of a football suspended in the air. A pale white light was surging like a tide along the strange patterns on the metal balls.

As if it had sensed Ai Wanxin's gaze, the metal ball closest to her left its predetermined position and slowly descended outside the laser fence at the entrance of the alley.

A pale white beam of light shot out from the center of the metal ball, sweeping across the alley from top to bottom, but found nothing.

It couldn't see Ai Wanxin and Jing, but Ai Wanxin and Jing could clearly see the patterns on its body.

The two looked at each other, and Jing raised his free hand and touched the mecha Mingyue on his left ear, which had turned into an emerald earring.

The light patterns on this shell really look like the mecha that my sister gave them...

The metal ball did not scan anything and turned back to its own position. This time they did not have to wait too long. From the direction of the central island in the distance, a melodious bagpipe sound came. The white light around the metal ball suddenly lit up, illuminating the crowds of people waiting on both sides of the main road.

Some of those people had high noses, deep eyes and porcelain-white skin; some had dark skin and hair that was curled up like steel wool; and some had black hair and brown eyes. There were people from all countries and all races.

When the light came on, everyone opened their arms, raised their heads, closed their eyes, and their faces illuminated by the white light showed an expression of lightheartedness and extreme joy.

They breathed deeply, sucking in the air almost greedily, yet with so many people moving at the same time, no one made a sound.

Ai Wanxin's eyes widened slightly, and this extremely strange scene was fully reflected in her eyes.

"Sister." Jing raised his left hand and placed a small section of his arm across her eyes. "Look, my hair stands on end."

Ai Wanxin retracted her gaze and saw a layer of light-colored fine hairs standing upright on Jing's arm. She couldn't help but laugh and said, "I think someone is playing tricks. I'm very familiar with this kind of thing, so I'm not afraid."

While Jing was interrupting, the metal balls had already retracted their white light and fell into the crowd.

The crowd inevitably became agitated, and everyone raised their right hands as high as possible, reaching the backs of their hands toward the metal balls.

This scene was also very strange. Ai Wanxin grabbed Jing's wrist, took his hand off, frowned and asked, "What are they doing?"

"Sister, look over there." Jing put his head very close to her and motioned her to look at a metal ball in the distance.

A white laser shot out from the bottom of the metal ball and hit the back of one of the raised hands.

The man who was hit by the laser was probably too excited. He roared and said something that Ai Wanxin couldn't understand. But judging from his expression, it would not be an exaggeration to describe him as ecstatic.

However, he was not happy for long. On both sides of the main road, the things that Ai Wanxin thought were pillars suddenly moved. Laser beams shot out from their straight bodies, piercing through the man's shoulders and directly lifting him up.

The man wailed, and the joy on his face was covered by fear. However, no matter how he begged for mercy, the two robots did not respond. They carried him away quickly along the main road.

The crowd seemed to have pressed the mute button, and there was not even a sound. They just stretched their hands straight towards the metal balls.

Very close to Ai Wanxin and Jing, a young woman with blood-red hair was also marked by the metal ball.

The laser burned on the back of her hand, and the smell of roasting flesh spread. The woman was obviously in pain, but she would rather put her other hand in her mouth and bite it than make the slightest sound.

Tears rolled down from her big, haggard eyes. The people around her looked at her with envy, desire and jealousy, but no matter how hard they reached out, the metal balls above their heads ignored them and returned to their original positions.

The woman withdrew her trembling arms, turned around and hugged the brown-haired man beside her tightly, pressed a tear-stained kiss on the man's bearded face, then pushed him away and walked towards the center of the main road.

The man covered his face silently, his shoulders shaking silently.

The people marked by the metal balls spontaneously lined up in the center of the main road and walked briskly in one direction. Even if some people looked back reluctantly at their relatives or lovers, no one stopped.

After the metal ball took the chosen person away, the laser fence separating the alley and the main road suddenly disappeared, and the crowd gradually dispersed from the alley that was like a blood vessel. Only a few people who had seen off their relatives and friends stood there and lingered.

To be honest, until now, Ai Wanxin still didn't understand what was happening just now. Seeing the brown-haired man walking dejectedly in another direction, she pulled Jing and followed the man invisibly.

In the dark, they followed the brown-haired man through a long alley and came to a group of shacks near the shore.

As we walked along, we could see that the houses became lower and simpler, dirty sewage was flowing everywhere on the road, and garbage piled up into small hills, right next to the houses.

Although it is winter now, Atlantis is close to the equator and the temperature is quite high. The sour smell of fermented garbage is coming in waves, which is a torture for the sentinels with a keen sense of smell.

The man walked to a shed at the end of the alley. The simple low wooden door was pushed open from the inside with a creaky sound. A thin and tall boy, holding a girl of five or six years old in a blanket, poked his head out from behind the door.

"Dad, where's Mom?" The boy opened his light blue eyes, looked behind the man and asked softly.

They spoke a foreign language, but fortunately it was a common language and not some minority language, so Ai Wanxin understood it.

The man took a deep breath, stepped forward, hugged the two children in his arms, and said, "Mom has been chosen."

The boy's eyes were immediately covered with mist, but the girl still didn't understand and asked in a childish voice, "When will mom come back?"

The man stroked his daughter's soft hair and whispered, "Mom has been chosen and has the qualification for eternal life. She will never come back."

what?

Ai Wanxin, who was standing in the shadow not far away, was speechless. What the hell was going on?

The last person who said that she could grant eternal life to humans was Lilith. The eternal life she talked about was actually zombieification. Could Atlas be another demon lord?

She thought about it, quickly took off her jacket and put it into the space, then found a dark printed sari and draped it over her head, covering half of her face, let go of Jing's hand, and walked out of the shadows.

She crossed her arms and walked to a position one meter away from the family, and whispered, "Can you please teach me how to be selected?"