In anger, Shen Rui raised his head and looked at the city, and saw a pale and sinister face, which seemed to be a young man in his twenties.

It was he who threw down the teacup and hit Howard on the head, Shen Rui suspected that he did it on purpose, otherwise why was it a coincidence that as soon as the young people from the fishing village entered the city, his teacup slipped off his hand?

"I'm fine, let's go, Atlantic City has never welcomed us." Howard walked over with one hand over his head and said to Shen Rui in a deep voice.

Shen Rui thought that the lives of the people in Coral Village were all on him, and nodded helplessly.

I heard the young man's laughter coming from the city wall, "The sinners who have no seed are not as good as my dogs!" ”

This sentence stung Shen Rui deeply, but Howard still stopped him from clashing with the people of Atlantic City.

The avenue can't be walked, because there are white shell markings, Shen Rui and they can only turn into the dirty and dark alleys, those palatial shops Shen Rui can't enter, because there are white shell markings, and the black shells on Shen Rui's chest represent his identity, lowly sinners.

The surprise they had when they first saw Atlantic City was gone, and Shen Rui and the others followed Howard, moving forward under the disdainful gaze of countless Atlantic City people, they lowered their heads, like a group of rats crossing the street.

"Look up." Shen Rui said in a deep voice.

"But—" Howard hesitated.

"It's nothing, we're all free people, no less than anyone else, we can follow these fucking rules, but we can't even look down on ourselves!" Shen Rui said.

Can't even look down on yourself?

This sentence is like a sharp sword, deeply inserted into everyone's hearts.

These descendants of criminals from fishing villages originally only knew that Shen Rui was important from their elders, but they were not familiar with Shen Rui, and they didn't know what kind of person Shen Rui was.

Now their eyes at Shen Rui became hot, Howard was the first to raise his head, and then more people were encouraged, straightened up, and there was more confidence in their eyes.

Discrimination will not disappear because Shen Rui and they raise their heads and chests, but Shen Rui is right, it is someone else's business to look down on them, and to be a man, you must first look up to yourself.

Finally came to the inn where I stayed, in a dirty dark alley, a small door face with black shells hanging from it.

This is the only inn in Atlantic City that is open to criminals, and people from the fishing village can only stay here when they come to Atlantic City.

Howard gave a look like a thin boss with a hunched waist, this person looked at Shen Rui very seriously, invited them upstairs, and arranged two rooms that could see the sun and be cleaned.

Shen Rui frowned, "I don't see more than ten rooms in this inn, where do you stay?" ”

Howard hurriedly said, "We don't care, just find a place to spend the night." ”

Shen Rui thought for a while, "That's it, everyone squeeze, there is no bed on the floor, try not to sleep outside." ”

Howard hesitated, "But..."

Shen Rui's eyebrows furrowed, "Again?" Do you think of me as a brother? ”

Howard was stunned, gritted his teeth, and said, "Okay! I'm going to call everyone in. ”

The number of people was far more than Shen Rui imagined, there were two hundred and thirteen representatives of the two hundred and thirteen villages along the coast of Daxi Continent to participate in the Seagod Festival, fortunately they did not bring two attendants like Shen Rui, so the number of people was not enough to squeeze this small inn.

When Shen Rui and the others stayed, people from many other villages came one after another, and Howard led them to Shen Rui one by one to introduce their origins, and these young people all heard Shen Rui's name, and their eyes lit up when they heard Shen Rui's name, and they respectfully and humbly shook Shen Rui's hand gently, which was quite like a ritual.

Shen Rui felt that they were too polite, and they got a lot of money when they came, so Shen Rui took out a bag of pearls, about two hundred, and asked the skinny owner of the inn to buy some wine and food, and beckoned everyone to have a meal together.

The skinny innkeeper touched his shriveled pocket, hesitated for a long time, but still took the pearls, glanced at Shen Rui again with deep meaning, sighed lightly, and left silently.

In the evening, the inn kitchen is filled with pots and pots of seafood, a specialty of the Great Western Continent, made from a starchy seaweed, a bit like the northerners' favorite two-pot head.

After a large piece of fish stew and a large bowl of spirits, these young people gradually became active, no longer as restrained as at the beginning, but in front of Shen Rui, they still lowered their voices, it seemed that these young people were not very excited about the Poseidon Festival, but were a little pessimistic, and many people drank some wine and sighed.

Someone cautiously tried to toast Shen Rui a bowl of wine, Shen Rui is a northerner, grew up by the dock, and the amount of wine has always been good, and immediately took a sip, which provoked these young people to congratulate each other, and after drinking a few bowls of wine toasted by others, the atmosphere was completely lively, and more people wanted to toast, but they were blocked by Lao Pan, who had a better amount of alcohol.

Lao Pan can't speak Latin, he has always pretended to be dumb, and he took the bowl and did it, and he also won a lot of praise, but Ye Wuxian, who has the highest IQ, is very embarrassed, he can't drink wine, and he can't fight, he is very despised by these young people in Daxizhou, there is no way, this kind of martial place Ye Wuxian This kind of cultural person will definitely suffer.

Shen Rui was a little drunk, so he excused himself to go to the toilet and left, and ran out to sober up.

In the alley outside the inn, Shen Rui seemed to hear bursts of crying, and walked over curiously to take a look, only to see a young man who was about to participate in the Poseidon Festival hugging his girlfriend.

Shen Rui listened for a while, it turned out that this girl secretly ran to Poseidon City behind her family's back, wanting to see her boyfriend, but for some reason, the two men and women who were obviously in love cried as soon as they met.

"Isn't it just to participate in a Poseidon event, it's the same as parting with life and death." Shen Rui didn't understand, he felt that this pair of men and women was too hypocritical, so he walked away.

……

A hotel in Atlantic City with white shells, in a palatial private room.

The white-skinned young man who broke Howard's head with a teacup during the day and glanced at Shen Rui was already seven points drunk at the moment.

His name is Reed, the son of Atlantic City Governor Francis, and he is a typical rich second-generation official.

Almost all of Atlantic City's most popular jokes are about sinners, and of course there are plenty of them at the banquet, where a group of young people of similar stature to Reed have a lot of fun.

In fact, if you are more honest, the people who live in Atlantic City are also second-class citizens, and if you go to Atlantis City, the people there are also very unkind to see these people with white shells on their chests, and the real Atlanteans have pearls on their chests, which are much more noble than white shells and black shells.

But what does it matter? The Atlanteans looked down on the people of Atlantic City, and the people of Atlantic City trampled the sinners under their feet, and throughout the ages, this was the hierarchy and rules of the Great Western Continent.

"Master Reed, it's not too early, shouldn't we go back and rest? After all, I still have to attend the Poseidon Festival tomorrow. A young man at the banquet who was still a little sober said.

"What's the panic? With more than 1,300 of us in Atlantic City, slaughtering the descendants of those criminals is not easy to capture!? Keep drinking! Reed said disapprerovingly.

"I can't say that, these sinners are extremely evil, every ten years to slaughter the young people who are promising, it is our duty to prevent some of the sinners from coming forward, tomorrow the big people of Poseidon City will come to supervise, behave well, maybe you can go to Poseidon City!"

Speaking of Poseidon City, which is Atlantis, these young people adore each other, after all, they are only second-class citizens in the Great West Continent, although they are much stronger than the last sinners, but when they meet people from Poseidon City, they also feel a head shorter than others.

So being able to return to Atlantis has become the highest wish of young people in Atlantic City.

Reed frowned and thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "That's right, for three hundred years, our elites in Atlantic City have always been able to keep those damned sinners alive, and this time it's our turn to show our skills, and naturally it is no exception." ”

"Then disperse, no matter what, we must keep this tradition, and when we kill all these criminals tomorrow, let's continue to drink!"

As a result, a group of rich sons and grandsons dispersed in a hurry.

Shen Rui would never have dreamed that every ten years, the strongest young people among the criminals would be gathered to kill them all, and this bloody massacre that has lasted for three hundred years is the tradition of Atlantis...