New Gods of North America

Zhou Yuan wiped away the mist on the mirror.

The face reflected inside suddenly became clear.

It has been more than half a month since he came into this world, but he is still not used to his current face.

Although he still has black hair and black eyes, he has become a Westerner in appearance, looking like the charming Batman in "The Dark Knight".

Compared to my original handsome appearance, I can only say...

It's okay.

In addition to his appearance, Zhou Yuan was still a little uncomfortable with the change in environment.

The world is still in the early to middle stages of the Steam Age, and this is a pioneer town on the edge of the wilderness of the New World.

Lighting could only rely on candles and kerosene lamps, and daily transportation almost entirely relied on horses or carriages.

There is almost no technology in life, and entertainment basically relies on drinking.

Here I am.

There seems to be nothing else to do except being a so-called "Western cowboy".

He fastened the belt with the revolver in it, put on a brown leather jacket, a cowboy scarf, and a Statham hat.

Zhou Yuan, wearing riding boots with spiked wheels, looked at himself in the mirror and took two steps back.

——But being a cowboy means you can shoot as much as you want.

Super cool, okay?

(ˇˇ)

His right hand touched the handle of the revolver, he bent his right knee slightly, leaned his upper body backward, then pushed his hips forward and raised his wrist, the muzzle of the gun was pointed at himself in the mirror.

Usually in the West, people who are called "quick snatchers" can complete this set of actions in less than one second.

In a formal confrontation, the gun is basically fired as soon as the muzzle comes out of the holster.

It’s okay to be slow, just remember to be more careful in your next life.

Zhou Yuan inherited the muscle memory of the original owner of this body and was even better than the average quick shooter. When he was in good condition, it took less than half a second from preparation to shooting.

And the accuracy is amazing, one shot kills a kid.

Feeling that he was still in good shape today, Zhou Yuan nodded with satisfaction, then turned and walked towards the balcony.

…

Oh, I almost forgot.

Halfway through the walk, Zhou Yuan reached out to the windowsill, picked up a glittering golden six-pointed star-shaped police badge, and put it on the left chest of his denim jacket.

Then he took a deep breath, opened the balcony door, and whistled.

The sound of horse hooves came, and then Zhou Yuan spotted the spot, grabbed the railing, and flipped down from the balcony.

Zhou Yuan protected his crotch with one hand and landed steadily on the back of the horse that was running towards him.

The riding boots clicked and the reins shook.

"Wuhu——

"start!"

The little chestnut hat with bright white fur gradually accelerated gracefully. Zhou Yuan faced the rising sun and began to get into the state.

It is now the year 1840 in the Holy Calendar.

This is Black Rock Town, Kansas City, the Commonwealth of America.

My name is Wayne Constantine, and I am the current sheriff of Black Rock - you can call me "Sheriff" if you like, it's the same word anyway.

Like Batman, my parents died when I was young, leaving me with only a spacious two-story wooden house and thousands of acres of land to be developed.

Alone and helpless.

It was Uncle Benjamin who adopted me and brought me up.

Uncle Benjamin was the former sheriff of Black Rock.

——The most famous sharpshooter in Kansas, a retired legendary bounty hunter, the nemesis of passing bandits, and the guardian hero of Blackstone Town.

So under his guidance, even though I couldn't even do mental arithmetic over 20, I learned how to fire three shots in one second.

In the West,

Math can't save anyone, but bullets can.

Then, just like Spider-Man, half a month ago, Uncle Benjamin left me the last words "With great power comes great responsibility".

...and left too.

Unlike the "police" in modern society,

Today, the "sheriff" in a small town in western America is a position elected by the townspeople.

Usually, in a western frontier town, there is only one official sheriff, who is like a lone commander.

But when necessary, the sheriff can also call on the townspeople for help, or recruit help on short notice.

Because it is an elected position, the sheriff is answerable only to the townspeople.

There is no room for promotion, but he is not under the command of the U.S. federal agencies.

As long as the townspeople are willing, let alone Batman or Spider-Man, we can just choose a bat or a spider.

Therefore, as a legitimate heir to the heroic legacy of the hero who protected the peace of the town, I was elected as the new sheriff of Blackstone Town.

The main job every day is to patrol and maintain public order within the town.

If you're lucky, you can catch one or two wanted criminals, exchange them for some bounty, and live a better life.

That's right.

What I just said about “good family background” is not an exaggeration.

Although the Constantine family was just an ordinary Puritan family when they lived in the Kingdom of Windsor in the Old World.

However, their history in the New World can be traced back to the "April Grass" that arrived in the New World two hundred years ago.

At the signature of the original copy of the April Fool's Compact, which is now regarded as the cornerstone of the founding of America, there is a signature left by the ancestor of the Constantine family.

So, in terms of his composition, "Wayne Constantine" is truly a genuine American Stars and Stripes.

It’s the kind that takes the lead in eating turkey and giving thanks at the same time, which is of a very high purity.

…

Little Chestnut Hat carried Wayne and ran to the door of the town police station in a cloud of dust.

The first thing to do when going to work every day is to replenish bullets.

It is called a "police station", but in fact it is just a single-story wooden house, and the area inside is not very large.

The entrance is a comprehensive use space similar to a hall. On the wooden wall opposite the door, there is a map of the world.

Wayne was shocked when he saw this world map for the first time.

This world is not even the Earth.

Where is my hometown?!

What about such a large "Central Continent"? !

But Wayne later changed his mind and decided that this was a good idea.

He also didn't want to witness again the bloody history of his compatriots building railroads in North America.

Still, the fight between the five black and one white foreigners looked easy.

Going further into the left side of the police station lobby, there are two temporary single-person cells, the kind with large iron cages, which are currently empty.

Going to the right is the sheriff's office.

When the safe was opened, only the last layer of bullets was left, and they were scarce.

The bullets used in this world today have developed to the stage of fixed ammunition made of metal, but they are not easy to buy and the prices are not cheap at this time.

Bounty hunters have to calculate their shots carefully when collecting heads.

After Wayne came here, he had destroyed nearly a year's worth of inventory at the police station in just half a month.

Although there is no quota for the number of bullets a sheriff can use each month, it should not be excessive.

Last week, when the mayor learned that Wayne was almost out of bullets, he assumed that Wayne was trying to avenge his uncle and was practicing shooting, so he quietly arranged for someone to replenish a full box of bullets.

It would be impolite to finish it all at once.

Start saving tomorrow!

Um,

Today is the last day of surfing.

…

Just as he filled the bullet slot on his belt, the pot-bellied mayor came over and said, "Wayne, I have two things to tell you. The first is this."

An unfolded letter was handed over by the mayor.

Wayne took it and saw that it was an admission notice from "George and Anna College" - this is a very famous university in the Commonwealth of America. The previous and current presidents of the United States graduated from this university.

The time for new students to report is half a year later.

Wayne's pupils trembled violently.

The original owner couldn't even memorize the multiplication table, but he was able to get into college? !

The mayor saw Wayne's surprised look and showed some disapproval on his face:

"What's so strange about that? You are a descendant of April Grass, a pure American native, and you have been elected as a sheriff. It is normal for you to be specially approved for admission. I'll tell you in advance so that you can be prepared in advance."

I get it, the damn recommendation letter system.

The mayor and Wayne's parents were the first group of townspeople to settle in Blackrock Town. They bet their entire fortune and future on the development of Blackrock Town.

According to their expectations, as long as they continue to work hard to develop the town and attract enough settlers, they can develop it into a new "city".

Then they can be elected from town councilors to city councilors, and after Kansas is officially "established as a state" in legal terms, they can participate in the gubernatorial election. Finally, they can become big figures like political dignitaries in the American Federation.

Among the localists in the New World, he is considered quite ambitious.

Therefore, the mayor has always been very considerate to “his own people” who are willing to settle down in the town.

After putting down the admission letter, Wayne looked at the mayor again, "One more thing?"

The mayor hesitated for a moment.

"Last night, someone saw the wanted criminal 'Grey Wolf' Freddy, who had a bounty on his head, appear in the tavern next to the steam train station. He might want to take the steam train that will leave the West at noon today.

"This is a rare opportunity, and as a matter of principle, the local sheriff needs to go and arrest him."

If you say this, then I won’t be sleepy anymore.

Wayne stood up upon hearing this and said, "I'll leave right away."

These days, the West's attitude toward wanted criminals has always been to not care about life or death.

After all, those who can be wanted by a reward are all confirmed criminals. If you have not committed a few serious crimes, you are not eligible for a reward.

The mayor patted Wayne on the shoulder twice:

"Be careful. If all else fails, Freddy the Gray Wolf has never committed any crime in Blackrock Town, so it wouldn't be considered dereliction of duty on the part of the sheriff if he escaped by passing by. Don't get yourself into any more trouble."

"Don't worry," Wayne patted the revolver at his waist, "You won't die."

——When he crossed over, this body had been shot into a hornet's nest by gangsters like his uncle Benjamin, and then shot in the head.

Then he watched with his own eyes the wounds on his body heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Later, when he was fighting back against the gangsters, he was shot again in the stomach.

It still hurts a lot, and I never want to get shot a second time in my life.

But what can I say? Before Wayne had time to bandage the wound, it healed on its own.

This is not normal.

At least in the memory of the original "that Wayne" for more than ten years, this is definitely not a normal phenomenon in this world.

When a person is killed, he dies.

This is the norm in this world.

If he hadn't known that he had an "immortal body", a person like him who followed his heart would have...

How dare he take over the position of sheriff in a place like Blackrock Town where public security is in chaos?

Hmm...

In order to shoot, I might still choose to take over...

But it certainly won’t be as easy as it is now.

Shooting is cool, but staying alive is more important.

But if there is a health lock cheat, it will be double the fun.

Newbies will start with the first level. For ease of reading, I will follow the Chinese custom in handling places like titles and given names, surnames, some nouns, and sayings.

The background of this fictional extraordinary world is largely based on historical facts, but for the sake of the story, some historical processes and technological developments are not consistent.

The young seedlings need care, and the readers need collection, reading and investment.

Help the children T^T