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

Tim led Ai Wanxin towards the bar. After the man from the iron tower let them go, no one came up to stop them. However, the sticky and cold gaze in the corner was always fixed on Ai Wanxin.

Tim was very considerate and quietly reminded Ai Wanxin to avoid the dirty water and mud under her feet along the way.

“You definitely don’t want to know what this is made of,” he joked.

The closer we got to the bar, the more pungent the indescribable smell became.

In addition to the stench of sewage and garbage, the place is filled with the strong smell of male hormones that have not been bathed for a long time and have fermented in the humid and warm sea breeze.

Tim casually asked, "Are you here with your husband?"

Jing pricked up his ears.

Ai Wanxin shook her head: "No, with my brother."

Jing's ears drooped.

Tim chuckled and said, "How old is your brother? How did you get separated? What are his characteristics?"

Ai Wan thought for a moment and said, "My brother is not big."

She was poked in the arm by Jing.

Jing's aggrieved voice came from the earring: "Sister, you are spreading rumors."

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Ai Wanxin ignored him and continued, "He likes to join in the fun. Last night he saw someone being taken away, and he curiously chased after him, but I couldn't find him in the blink of an eye.

Tim paused. "You have been bathed in the Eternal Light, but you were not chosen, right?"

Ai Wanxin also stopped and turned to look at him curiously: "Eternal Holy Light, are you talking about the light shining from those metal balls? I just arrived yesterday, I don't understand."

The boy also mentioned the eternal light, and although their words were not exactly the same, they were probably talking about the same thing.

Tim continued to walk forward: "Yes, that is the magical light that can heal wounds. It is given to us by the main god here, the Sun God."

"Lord God? There is a god here?"

Tim pointed at his thick short curly hair with his eyes squinting. "Can you tell which country I am from? Normally I am not allowed to talk about other gods."

"But we are so destined to be together, I'll tell you in secret."

"This is the outer island of Atlantis. Above the central island that we cannot reach, there is a floating island suspended in the air. The twelve gods and their most devout servants live there."

"Some of the Twelve Gods can summon sea monsters and easily create huge waves."

"Some can connect the worlds, shrink the distance, and bring survivors from far away here. You, me, and us all got here that way."

"And the chief god of the Twelve Gods is the Sun God. He can heal all injuries and diseases, and can also grant people eternal life."

"Hmm..." Ai Wanxin said thoughtfully, "Isn't the owner of Atlantis Atlas, the eldest son of Poseidon, the god of the sea? How did he become the god of the sun?"

Tim was stunned: "Do you know Atlas? He is the most trusted messenger of the Sun God. He was the first apostle to come to this world and build the apocalyptic paradise under our feet."

Ai Wanxin blinked her eyes. After not seeing him for a few days, Atlas had been downgraded from the master of Atlantis to an apostle.

She laughed and said, "No, I've only heard the legend of Atlantis."

Tim did not suspect anything. Not far away was the bar's stained and bumpy wooden door. He leaned close to Ai Wanxin's ear and said in a low voice, "The people your brother chased yesterday were the ones who were chosen to enter the Inner Island. On the Inner Island, as long as you are pious enough, you may be selected to enter the Central Island. Those who enter the Central Island have the opportunity to ascend to the floating island, become servants of the Twelve Gods, and qualify for eternal life."

"You have bathed in the eternal holy light, but you were not chosen. Are you willing to accept this?"

Ai Wanxin lowered her eyelashes, hiding the light in her eyes, and asked softly, "Can't we just keep choosing?"

Tim smiled and shook his head: "Sure, but if you don't get selected once, it will be hard to get selected later."

"Sister, he's lying." Jing's voice came from the earrings, "The woman who was chosen yesterday was obviously not participating for the first time. If they could only choose once, they wouldn't be so enthusiastic. There's something wrong with him, sister."

Ai Wanxin nodded and sighed regretfully: "Why is it like this?"

Tim patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, since we are destined to be together, I will definitely help you with this matter."

He trotted a few steps, nodded to the two men guarding the door of the bar, stretched out his hand to push open the door, turned around, and said with a bright face: "Come on, find your brother first."

There was no music in the bar in the early morning, and the lights were not on. The sunlight was cut off at the door. The open door was like a huge abyss, waiting for its prey to fall into the trap.

There was a wooden platform in front of the bar, with several round tables and chairs placed on both sides. Ai Wanxin walked in slowly, stepping on the creaking wooden boards.

After entering, Ai Wanxin quickly glanced around the interior of the bar.

Near the door, there was a wooden bar. A man wearing a sleeveless shirt and holding an unlit cigarette in his mouth stood behind the bar, wiping a draft beer cup lazily.

His skin was very white and slightly swollen, like dry white putty, his hair was reddish, and his exposed muscular arms were covered with long sweat hair.

When he saw someone coming in, the man just raised his eyelids, as if he was not surprised at all that Tim appeared here with a strange woman.

Besides him, there was a fat man lying on the bar who was drunk. There were also several people lying in a crooked manner on the long table inside the bar.

This place doesn't look like a modern bar, but more like a medieval tavern.

Tim walked to the bar and raised his hand to greet the man: "Ricardo, sir, my friend wants to know some information."

Ricardo continued to wipe his beer cup without looking up. Ai Wanxin glanced at the tattered and indistinct rag in his hand and said, "I want to find someone."

"Ma'am, it costs money to hire someone." Ricardo slammed his heavy beer mug on the wooden countertop and glanced at her lazily. "A lot of money."

Ai Wanxin hugged her arms loosely, and the sari slipped off her arms, revealing a wide, shiny, exquisite gold bracelet on her right forearm as if by accident.

"I do have some money, but I want to know one thing."

Tim was originally leaning against the bar, but when he saw the gold bracelet in her hand, he stood up straight. Atlantis had no soil for farming, and as the population increased, food became increasingly scarce.

There is no government or management personnel here, and robots only appear mercilessly at night, so all transactions on the island are spontaneous and primitive.

The currencies of various countries are useless here. In the end, the currency with the greatest purchasing power is still gold.

Ricardo then picked up a greasy cup and wiped it: "This is only enough to look for someone, not to find him."

Ai Wanxin raised her left hand and gently stroked her eyebrows. Another large string of gold bracelets slid down her left arm, making a crisp ping-pong sound. "I don't want my brother, but I want to know how I can be chosen and be qualified for eternal life."