Cosma Empire

For more than a week in a row, more people poured into the camp, and then disappeared in the Yagul Mountains, and some people began to come out of the mountains.

Everyone feels wrong. What's wrong is that there are always some real people hiding in the place that must pass through to and from the Eye of Death Basin. As soon as someone comes back, they will kill.

It's not just Old John who feels wrong, many gold prospectors feel it's wrong.

On the weekend of the second week, the well-known and famous gold prospectors gathered in the entire camp, and invited more old gold prospectors to discuss what happened recently.

Old John also belongs to the kind of old gold digger who has a little bit of fame. He is a well-known lone wolf in the Eastern District, which is naturally also invited.

In fact, this meeting touched not only the hearts of the invitees, but also the entire group of gold diggers, and even the sound of gunfire in the Yagul Mountains for one night.

Sitting in a small valley, twenty very famous gold prospectors have already arrived at the scene, they are standing at the bottom of the valley. The whole valley is like a Colosseum, a huge natural funnel, and the others are crowded in on the hill.

After the old John tied the horse, he carried the pocket on his thigh vigorously with one hand, and slowly walked down. He didn't want others to discover that his injury was not good enough. The injured lone wolf meant greater risk.

He can only rely on the strength of his arm to drive the broken leg and make himself look less injured, which can effectively avoid some avoidable battles.

He found a stone and sat down. He subconsciously drank a jug from his body and took a sip. The high spirits like flames dispelled the chill in the body and relieved some tension.

"John!"

With a hearty laughter, someone called his name, and he turned back, a smile on his face.

Outside the west, people in the upper classes despise those middle and low-proletariat classes. The middle class despises low- and proletariat classes. The low-class class continues to despise the proletariat, while the proletariat despise the elegant people.

In the west, here too, there are numerous chains of contempt.

When the prestige of the Western Mining Association once ruled this land, the Western Mining Association was the organization at the top of the contempt chain, whether it was those giant mining groups, or various speculators and gold prospectors. The object they despise.

But with the demise of the Western Mining Association, gold prospectors began to gather towards Mount Yagul, where a new chain of contempt was born.

Gold prospectors despise everything, whether they are mining groups or major forces, are downstream of the gold prospectors, because these people must abide by the latent rules agreed by the gold prospectors, so they are the top of the chain of contempt.

But if there are any new links added to the contempt chain recently, it must be those new forces and new gold prospectors who have gathered because of the discovery of gold deposits in the Eye of Death basin.

None of them have been baptized by the Western Mining Association and the big capitalists. For an old gold digger like John who has been in the west for more than a decade, they are not even gold prospectors, they are speculators at best.

In the face of these speculators who claim to be gold prospectors, old John has never faked a color.

The people who greeted him behind him obviously belonged to the original group, they were all in the same link.

The man who came was called Haimo. He had another brother, but his brother died in a duel. It was a sad thing. Since then, Hammer has become more threatening and aggressive, probably because of the death of his brother.

He and Old John are friends, and they are the same gold prospectors who came to the west and made some small names.

"I knew I would see you ...", he threw away the jug in his hand, leaned on the thin Heimer, unscrewed the lid, took a sip, and then took a ton of tons. A sip.

Just a moment later, Haimer took a sip of wine and his face became red. "It looks like you have made a lot of money recently and the wine is good." He went to sit next to the old John and returned the jug to the old John.

In this ghost place in the west, every gold digger has three babies.

The first treasure is their weapons and bullets. This is what they must carry in order to survive in the west. Without these leaves of town, it is equivalent to death.

The second baby is a hip flask. They will hang three to five hip flasks on their bodies and saddles. If the weather is cold, it will be more. This thing can not only provide some heat in winter, but also help them fall asleep quickly in summer. You can also wash the wound if necessary.

The third baby is their mount. No good horse here can't catch the money bags that can run, nor can they escape the enemy's gun bullets.

The old John wiped the mouth of the jug, re-screwed the lid, and put it in his arms properly. "How about you, have you caught anything lately?"

Haimo grinned twice, and gestured a gesture, which is a kind of codeword unique to the gold digger group, meaning a good harvest.

Don't tell others how much money you have, this is one of the rules that people living in the West must follow.

If you say less, you may miss some opportunities. If you say too much, some people will be jealous.

"What do you think they wanted us to do?" Heimer asked.

Old John touched the gun in the holster and hummed twice. "What else can you do, don't you find out that we have more and more faces here?"

Raw faces mean that more strangers are coming here, which is actually a terrible phenomenon, because if there is only one raw face out of every ten people, it will be difficult for most people to notice it.

But when there are two or three of every ten people, they realize that strangers appear.

Only when this proportion is larger will people find that there are many strangers around them, because the number of strangers around them far exceeds those they are familiar with!

New faces, strangers, these new players who do n’t know how to join this game wantonly disrupt the rules of the game here. Old John has been under sniper on the way back and found that the situation is not right.

These people always appear in pairs, which is not the same as the previous style, and these people do not go deep into the basin. They just rob the gold diggers who are returning to the city. They are not gold diggers, but robbers!

These people don't understand the rules too, so the purpose of this meeting is to tell these newcomers that they must abide by the rules of the camp.

If you want money, then you can go to the mountains to change your life, instead of hiding a cold gun on the way back to the city like the girl.

And, no large-scale forces are allowed here!

Hemmer shook his head. "Some lessons should be taught to the newcomers so they know who to listen to here."

"So we are here." Old John also affirmed this.

If there are no rules, these hundreds of thousands of gold prospectors will eventually be used as tools and eventually become dust.

Why did some of the 200,000 gold prospectors in the camp not have a huge power?

In fact, it is very simple. When some people start to hold a group, they will force others to start a voluntary group. When most people choose to appear in front of people in a collective way, the conflict and hatred that may originally belong to only two people , It will escalate into hatred between the two groups.

Between the new hatred and the old hatred, there will be a large number of organizational forces, which will cause friction, collision, or even war due to some actually simple problems, and eventually disappear in the wild.

When several of the largest groups are finally determined, the lone wolves will have no room for survival, and the benefits of each gold digger will be diluted.

After all, they are organized people. Maybe there is a war with other forces when the organization is still solving personal problems for some people. Then, should we give more benefits to the upper levels of the organization?

Eventually these gold diggers will repeat the same old path outside, most people are oppressed and exploited, a few people who do not need to take risks and gain both fame and fortune, naturally produce classes and contradictions, and eventually they will be wiped out by the major mining groups and the enslaved forces. .

Therefore, no large-scale associations are allowed here. Three or two people are left unmanaged, but more will not work.

To be honest, this is stupid, it seems to give everyone a fairness and justice, but also limits their ability.

Because the best, and the dumbest, don't actually make any difference, but people like this.

The valley was almost full when they talked. Almost everyone with a little fame was called here. The twenty most famous gold prospectors in the valley made a gesture. Some gold diggers began to block the way into the valley, and checked to see if there were uninvited people hidden around them.

More than ten minutes later, a very famous group of gold diggers, the guy named Eagle Eye stood out ~ www.readwn.com ~ I believe the reason why we called everyone here, you should already know some reasons ... "

This guy's marksmanship is very accurate. With a shotgun with a range of only 120 meters, he can hit rabbits 150 meters away. He may not be the most accurate, but he is the most famous.

With such a sentence, the gold diggers on the hillside nodded one after another. As for whether they really knew it, they should ask the jug in their hands.

"Those newcomers trample on the rules we have maintained here for six years and undermine the atmosphere of peace here. They never found the ore from the ground with their own hands, but took it from us with a bullet."

"We can't keep silent. This will only fuel their arrogance. We will fight back!"

When a few men faced a large group of men who drank alcohol and said words equivalent to declaring war, the effect must be very good.

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