Don’t raise unruly people in extreme cold weather

Chapter 643: Hard-working Performance

When the gunshots rang out, Perfecto's first reaction was that something unexpected had happened again that caused the riot.

The guards around her also took a defensive posture at the first moment, but Perfect soon noticed that although the gunshots caused some panic, the panic was mainly concentrated on some train passengers on the platform.

The vendors who were pushing carts selling various goods and commodities immediately pulled out their guns and cameras, looking ready for a fight. The other train passengers were obviously very excited.

The train crew and station staff on the platform did not show any signs of nervousness. Although they looked very nervous, it was a performance that could be seen with a little discernment.

And the most crucial thing is that these staff members who should have evacuated the passengers immediately or taken countermeasures only restricted the passengers on the platform and did not organize them to hide in a safe place.

This strange behavior immediately aroused Perfect's interest. She signaled to the people around her not to be nervous, and then looked towards the town where the gunshots came from.

Dozens of people wearing traditional Aboriginal costumes and wielding various sticks, knives and axes rushed in on horseback from outside the town, while a group of people clearly dressed as immigrants set up roadblocks and shelters on the road and attacked the Aboriginals with guns.

The fight seemed to be very intense, especially after the vendors on the platform joined the battle, the town was soon filled with the sound of gunfire.

The thick smoke enveloped the entire town in an instant, and it looked like two armies were engaged in a fierce battle.

But the expression on Perfectot's face was very strange, as if he wanted to laugh but couldn't.

Because she had noticed that although the two sides were fighting fiercely and it seemed that people were falling from time to time, in fact the bows and arrows used by the natives did not shoot at anyone at all.

The guns in the immigrants' hands seemed to make a loud noise, but there was basically only gunpowder and no lead bullets flying out.

After all, these people were using old-fashioned flintlocks or smoothbore rifles, and they did not have advanced military breech-loading rifles. They could be fired with only gunpowder, but they had no lethality.

Considering the various performances and reactions of the people on the platform, Perfect already had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

Obviously, this was supposed to be some kind of elaborate performance.

Thinking of this, Perfect didn't care. He just walked to a man in police uniform who seemed to be still firing at the natives, stopped him from pouring gunpowder into the gun chamber, and asked him, "Are you a policeman in the town? Where is your mayor?"

"Miss, it's very dangerous here, please step back and go to a safe place!" The man dressed as a policeman did not answer Perfecto's question. Instead, he continued to act enthusiastically and behaved very professionally.

Perfect couldn't help but be amused by him. He pointed at the short-barreled pistol in his hand and said, "You can't kill people without lead bullets. You can only hear a noise. You acted well, and it was really realistic. But I want to see your mayor now. I represent the Lord's Mansion." Hearing the word "Lord's Mansion", the man dressed as a policeman suddenly showed a horrified expression, but then he pointed to the group of indigenous people waving various weapons on the opposite side and said, "The mayor is over there. He is playing the role of the indigenous chief today..."

This answer made Perfect raise an eyebrow, and she couldn't help but look at the group of 'natives'.

The leader looked quite ferocious, his body covered in blood, and he was waving a spear that looked very ferocious, with two "heads" hanging on it, still dripping with blood, an appearance that fits people's imagination of the word "brutal".

"What is that head made of? It looks very fresh!" Of course, Perfect didn't think that it was a real human head. She was just curious about what they used as a substitute.

"It's the head of a fresh prey we caught today. It looks like that after the hair was removed and some camouflage was applied. It's usually not clear from the platform anyway, and when a fight breaks out, no one will look carefully to see if it's a human head." The policeman seemed to think that Perfectok had seen through their performance, so he didn't continue. Except for the constant movement of his hands, he answered all of Perfectok's questions.

"In fact, you can find an alchemist to change the shape of the skull so that it can look more like the real thing. You can even sell it on the platform as a special product, claiming that it is the trophy of the indigenous people. There will definitely be people willing to pay for it." Perfect guessed roughly what they were up to, so he gave them an idea.

"We did want to do this at the beginning, but my alchemy skills were not good enough, and the heads we made didn't look like humans, so we had to give up the idea." The policeman's answer revealed some helplessness.

Then he seemed to feel that it was a bit inconvenient to answer Perfectok's questions while shooting, so he pretended to be shot and fell to the ground pretending to be dead, while signaling Perfectok and the people around her to squat down.

Perfect didn't mind. He squatted down beside him before asking, "You are an alchemist?"

"Yes, I'm the maintenance worker for the town's compressed biscuit production machine. I'm also responsible for some other work that requires alchemy." The policeman answered Perfect's question with a helpless expression, "It's just that my alchemy level is very average, and the conflict in the town requires a more professional performance, so I was sent here to play the police."

"It's really... a creative approach." Perficot nodded but didn't say much.

She just asked with a little curiosity: "Then how did you come up with this idea? Or why do you want to perform this kind of conflict in the town? Can it attract customers?"

"It was an accident at first. There was a small conflict between the natives and the immigrants in the town. The two groups were drunk and acting crazy. But a train happened to pass by that day, and the passengers on the train were leaning over to watch the excitement. The drinks and food on the platform were also selling very well, so the mayor suddenly had this idea." The alchemist dressed as a policeman was very talkative when he mentioned this, and told Perfectcot about the development history of the town: "At first we just tried to let the natives attack the hotels and shops on the roadside, or two groups of people fighting on the road, to attract passengers on the passing train.

Later, the effect became better and better. The mayor got a large number of old guns and gunpowder from somewhere, and our performance items were upgraded accordingly.

In addition, the train crews have also been approved by the mayor, and they will deliberately stay in the town for a longer period of time, and they can get 10% of the benefits. "

(End of this chapter)