[Red Dead fanfic + Western gunfight + system growth + power management]
Traveling to the west, Lin Yue became the most inconspicuous clerk of a mining company.
Before he even received his wages, his name appeared on a forged maintenance report.
Something happened in the mine, and he had to take the blame. The worker who knew the truth died, and even the death record was changed to "drinking and causing trouble."
In this West, the railroads belong to the rich, the mines belong to the companies, and the poor have to pay their debts even if they die.
He had to survive first, and then find a way to earn a family fortune without having to sacrifice his life.
So he began to ask for wages for the dead and find a way for the living.
He gathered together down-and-out gunmen and turned enemies into businessmen.
Arthur, Hosea, Kieran... The tragic fate is rewritten here.
The brothers who follow him should have wine to drink and money to share; the people who work for him should also have food to eat and a place to live.
As for those who refuse to let them live——
Poor kid with no system