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334 Analysis and Intelligence

After listening to the old hunter's explanation, the remaining three mercenaries were immediately struck by lightning, looking around in disbelief, wanting to see the disapproval in the faces of other residents.

But the result was that all the residents listened with a smile, and some nodded in agreement.

"You...you demons...you bloody executioners!"

"Sorry, you are too dangerous for our settlement, so I can only kill you! Under everyone's witness... the law is on my side."

"you……"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The shotgun fired three times in a row, and the three mercenaries were killed before they could even scream and were executed on the spot.

Then the people around him silently put away the guns in their hands and dispersed as if nothing had happened.

Only a few men in front of him came forward to help deal with the corpse. At the same time, the children who were talking and laughing and praised the hunter's children as they grew up. The execution method of the old hunter bombarded the mercenary's heads added a lot of trouble to the cleaning.

Except for four bloody corpses in the square, it seemed that nothing had happened, and everything was running normally as usual.

...

After the emergency ended, he was actually confused and did not know that there were dead mercenaries. Even Song Hao, who was watching the show, looked shocked and dropped his chin and kept rubbing his eyes.

“It’s really wonderful~”

Wang Fei, who was beside him, clapped his hands without any surprise, and he was very comfortable watching the show.

"No, boss, why are you not surprised at all?"

Song Hao reached out and grabbed Wang Fei's shoulder and shook it madly.

"This is one of the possible situations I have analyzed. What is now fulfilling is what I had expected at the beginning. What is unexpected?"

Looking at Song Hao's stupid appearance, Wang Fei couldn't help laughing, so he explained.

"Here, the power of judgment was delegated to the lower class people and formed a unique consensus in the hearts of the residents.

Here, anyone can be a policeman, anyone can be a judge, anyone can judge, and anyone can execute others.

This peculiar social configuration can be said to be very rare or difficult to maintain.

Because people are complex, there will always be people who try to break the rules. As long as there are more people like this, the balance reached by consensus will be destroyed."

"Then why did the situation here survive and not collapse?" Song Hao thought for a while and asked in confusion.

"Well, maybe all the rebels who showed signs were killed by the people here...

Everyone has a gun in his hand, which is to some extent a mutual restraint, restricting others from doing evil, otherwise they will be unable to escape death.

I don't know if there are minor crimes here, but I believe there must be very few felonies here, because you don't know if your original neighbor will become a judge who will sanction you when you commit a crime."

"There is a loophole here, right?"

Song Hao suddenly had an idea and asked, "What about high IQ crimes? Since everyone can judge others, induce those who are easily deceived to make some wrong judgments. Wouldn't the real murderer be free from justice?

After all, the people's emotions are relatively simple and lack the corresponding knowledge and skills, so misjudgment is easy to happen."

"This is indeed a necessary problem, and I can only make some guesses without more information.

First, the consensus here is that murder is allowed only for outsiders, and internal killing is not allowed, and all problems of local residents are left to review by some special institution."

"Isn't that too hypocritical? If it is true to the outside world, isn't it just a kind of supervision and self-defense right issued to prevent intruders?"

"Haha, this is just a guess, I don't know what it is." Wang Fei smiled and continued to guess.

"The second possibility is that the moral standards of the residents here are surprisingly high.

During this period, we have also experienced the enthusiasm and simplicity of residents. If every resident has a very high moral level, then our previous guesses will not be valid.

Because there will be no major conflicts between neighbors, and residents will not have the idea of ​​committing crimes, all methods of killing are left to outsiders who have ill-hearted intentions.

This will be a nightmare for all evil people.”

After hearing this speculation, Song Hao was silent for a long time, and finally asked with some pain: "Boss, do you believe that in this damn end of the world, there will be a group of people like saints? A settlement has also been formed?"

"Hehe, I don't believe it~"

Wang Fei spread his hands and made himself laugh, "Hey, don't worry about whether it is true or not, it means existence is reasonable. Maybe this place is really a paradise? Otherwise, how do you explain the reason for the formation of the Killing Valley?"

"How could I know, I'm very stupid, I'm too lazy to think about it~"

Song Hao gave up thinking directly, "Oh, let's do this for now. We haven't done our business yet."

"Oh, you guy dare to instruct your boss to come, have you gained your skills?"

Wang Fei slapped Song Hao without hesitation, and then began to wander around the market, and used his eyes to explore the core area above his head from time to time.

The things sold in this market are relatively ordinary, half of which are from wild game, mountain delicacies, berries and other specialties from the forest, and nearly half are handmade products from local residents, such as wooden tools, textiles, etc.

There were only a few stalls selling some mechanical parts and electronic products. Wang Fei went up and looked around and found that they were all ordinary daily necessities and basically had no chance of military use.

"My brother, I think the things you sell here are quite primitive. Do you have no place to sell high-end industrial products?"

After Wang Fei talked to a stall owner, he asked directly.

The stall owner was a young man, enthusiastic and cheerful, selling some small household appliances he made himself. After Wang Fei mentioned it a few words, he benefited a lot, and his favorability increased.

"Hey, brother, you don't know anything.

Our market is just spontaneously organized by the public. Everyone will take out the things they don’t need to use to exchange them. As long as both parties agree, it is OK even if they don’t need money. They can barter directly.

Because people in our settlements rarely come out and there is no industry here, those high-end goods were bought back from Hurricane City by the purchasing team.

The place for sale is in the trading hall, which is the round building on the top of our heads.

I've been there several times, and those high-tech equipment is really obsessed with it. Unfortunately, it's too expensive. I guess only the heroes of the Hunter Team can afford it."

The young man showed a look of admiration and yearning.

"Oh, Hunter Team? I heard that the name should be responsible for hunting, right? Is there anything special?" Wang Fei asked calmly.

"Hunting? No, they have stopped hunting for a long time. They are hunting ghosts now!"
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