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

The raging waves hit the embankment, stirring up layers of waves.

The salty sea breeze blew the sari tightly against Ai Wanxin's body.

She stood on the shore near the dock of Poseidon Port, looking out at the sea in the distance.

The sky at the end of her sight quickly turned from black to blue, and then to white. For the second time in one day, she saw the rising sun.

The morning sun shines on the sparkling sea, illuminating the two rows of giant statues standing in the sea.

A long, wide bridge extends from the pier, straight across the original channel between the statues, leading to the jagged gap in the mountains in the distance.

Between those statues, there were several huge, dark and deep whirlpools. People kept coming out of the whirlpools with large and small bags and stepped onto the long bridge in front of them.

They looked curiously at the exquisite and cold sculptures, the vast sea and the busy dock in front of them. There was no look of fear on their faces, and they did not seem surprised at all to be here.

Ai Wanxin only watched for a dozen minutes before hundreds of people came out from various portals. The only disturbance was that when these people stepped onto the long bridge, they didn't know where to go at first, blocking the people who came later. However, they were quickly evacuated by the small drones that shuttled by and guided onto the dock.

The drone took them to the dock and then left them alone. These people stood there in confusion for a while, and then someone came up to talk to them. Judging from their skin color and facial features, most of them were of the same race.

Ai Wanxin had already figured out what the brown-haired man meant when he said that everyone landed at Poseidon Port.

It seems that in addition to Eagle City, Atlas has also opened portals in other countries and regions.

But she still hasn't figured out why Atlas wants to receive survivors from all over the world here. If he wants to build a global joint base, why doesn't he arrange any people or robots to manage the people arriving on the island, but let them gather spontaneously according to nationality and race.

Once people gather according to their attributes, various forces will be formed, and it will be difficult for him to break them up and divide them.

Or does Atlas simply not care what these people want to do?

Ai Wanxin was standing on the embankment some distance away from the pier. It was dark at first and she was wrapped in a dark sari, so she did not attract the attention of others.

It was now bright outside. She was a young woman standing there alone. No companion had come to see her for a long time. Several glances began to fall on her vaguely.

She seemed unaware and turned to walk towards the row of buildings deep in the dock.

The bar the man mentioned is in that row of buildings.

The pier was already quite busy in the early morning, but the deeper you went into the pier, the fewer people there were.

In Xue Muqing's memory, the buildings of Atlantis were new, neat and white, like a city of angels.

But now, at least on the outer islands, the alleys are full of sewage and garbage, the walls are mottled, the exquisite stained glass has big holes in it, and the wooden gates have been removed and chopped into pieces, becoming fires for the homeless to keep warm at night.

From time to time, groups of men would appear in the alley, leaning against the exposed blue brick walls, staring at the lone woman in silence and sinisterness.

Ai Wan walked past them without looking around. Her calm demeanor did scare some people at first.

After all, because of the existence of the sentinels, men are not as sure that they have absolute advantages when facing women as they were before the end of the world.

But the deeper they went and the more they turned a corner, the more men they saw in groups of two or three. They were obviously sentinels. They were all strong, with arm muscles as taut as rocks, and their exposed skin was covered with dark blue tattoos. Some of them were playing with crystal cores of various colors in their hands. The sounds of their loud conversation stopped abruptly when they saw Ai Wanxin walking towards them.

A figure like an iron tower blocked Ai Wanxin's way. She raised her head and could only see the man's muscular chest muscles that almost burst through his vest, and a large gold chain as thick as two fingers around his thick neck.

Two equally sturdy men walked silently behind Ai Wanxin, blocking her possible escape route.

Tieta asked in a gruff voice, "What do you do?"

Just now when they were standing on the embankment, Jing connected the terminal that Ai Wanxin had put in his pocket to the receiver disguised as an earring on her ear.

Now no matter what language the other party speaks, the receiver can transmit the translated words to Ai Wanxin through bone conduction.

"I'm looking for someone." Ai Wanxin still answered in the common language.

Tieta looked at her sullenly: "Who are you looking for? No one here knows you."

The two people behind her took a step forward silently. They were already very close, and their heavy breathing sprayed on the sari behind Ai Wanxin's neck.

"Hey~Honey, why are you here?" A cheerful voice sounded from behind the crowd.

Ai Wanxin turned around and saw a young man with honey-colored skin, short curly hair, and a faded T-shirt, squeezing in with a big smile on his face.

It's someone I don't know.

"Sir, this is my newly married wife. She is here to see me." The man put his hand on Ai Wanxin's shoulder, hugged her and smiled.

"Tim." Tieta called out a name. His eyes swept over Tim's hand on Ai Wanxin's shoulder, as if he was evaluating the truthfulness of his words. After a moment, he stepped back and said in a deep voice, "Don't bring women here next time."

Tim nodded with a smile, and like a magic trick, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket and gave it to Tieta and the two men behind him.

"Sugar is so hard to find, so we share our happiness with you."

Tim used a pack of cigarettes to exchange for the tower's permission to pass. After they had walked that section of the road, he quickly let go of her hand and said softly, "I'm sorry, it was too dangerous just now. I didn't mean to take advantage of you."

Ai Wanxin looked at his seemingly defenseless, bright smile, and gently waved her hands behind her back to calm Jing, who was about to have a fit, and said with a smile: "It's okay, but can I ask why it's dangerous? I just came here and got separated from my family, and I don't understand."

Tim listened to her and frowned slightly: "You are not from our country? I thought you were from the way you were dressed."

Ai Wanxin looked down at Sha Li, tilted her head and asked, "I'm not, do you regret saving me?"

Tim quickly regained his smile, shook his head, and said, "How could that be? It's my honor to help you."

"You may not know since you just arrived, but there is no government or management here. It is not easy for you to find your family, but I know a place that is very well-informed. How about I take you there?"

"Where is it? I don't want to go too far from the dock, where it might be harder for them to find me."

Tim pointed to a wooden wine glass hanging not far ahead: "That's it, the Justice Bar."